Friday, June 06, 2008

And so the NBA Finals 2008 cometh


Its the perennial NBA finals team.







Los Angeles Lakers

versus


The team which has a great tradition and history of winning,had fallen to some depths, and now rarin to go back up.







Boston Celtics




I have always been fond of the underdogs during championships, so I'm with the Celtics on this one. (Actually, I'm rooting for them throughout the season). The Lakers may have a stronger bench, championship experience, Phil Jackson, and most of all the reigning MVP and currently, IMHO, the most deadliest player in the NBA, and probably of his generation, Kobe Bryant.

The Celtics? They have Kevin Garnett, Ray Allen, and Paul Pierce (The big 3). It took these men to get here, 13,12,10 years respectively. That's pretty much it. No Championship or Finals experience whatsoever. A weaker bench in comparison to the Lakers. Their edge? D and Teamwork.

It's been said that Offense wins games but DEFENSE wins Championship. And it's been working well with the Celtics so far.

Teamwork? Lakers has Kobe, a true superstar. If his 81 points on a game isn't Jordan-esque, I don't know what is. His MVP crown is unquestionable. But Sorry Jack (Nicholson),still CELTICS will win the 2008 FINALS crown.

Why?

CELTICS, if they be true to its tradition and history, always find a FIVE man solution to a ONE man problem.

And that is also why I'm boldy predicting that its going to be Celtics 4-3.

The NBA finals 2008 is here. And AMAZING is surely gonna happen.

Go CELTICS!!



Chicago Bulls
Boston Celtics

C-B?
B-C?

la lang heheh


Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Talk To Me Goose (KIM JONG IL's version)


Kim Jong Il's production debut, and directorial debut, and acting debut, and ... and let's just say he is a one-man movie outfit. Who would have known that this man, aside from his talent of effectively starving millions and scaring a world power to a negotiation, is also a gifted man of cinematic arts.





















Miss it and you'll be flying a cargo plane full of rubber dog $sh17 out of HongKong! -- your "Dear Leader"

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Audio Fix 23/04/2008



Gone were the days when GreenDay's Basketcase was enough induce a riot of pre-pubescents. Those Days when radio stations were flooded by requests of this song. And when the song is played, instantly turning order into chaos, transforming any orderly, military-disciplined, saint-like boys into mindless, devil-may-care, headbanging-until-neck-aches, moshpit dancing zombies. Fortunately, after the temporary loss of sanity, only casualty are broken classroom chairs, tables, beer bottles, and in my case, a bed. Don't ask. Maybe it had to with the raging hormones, pent-up frustrations, identity crisis, family expectations, etc.. or maybe it was just pure FUN. BasketCase probably sums up what most people went through during their teenage years, it was crazy, angsty, scary, angry, exciting, but in the end, it always felt good. I miss being a high school kid.





".. It all keeps adding up. I think I'm cracking up!!!"

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Audio Fix 16/04/08





With Eddie doing his stuff with a les paul, you can't go wrong.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

IT SHOW 2008




Delighting me (hopefully) always.





Note to self: Need to practice landscapes






No Spitting!

Friday, February 15, 2008

Valentines Day 2008

I am no Lothario or a Don Juan so that pretty much explains how that certain part of my life is. But sometimes, on a very rare circumstance, no matter how repulsing I can be to the opposite sex, weird things do happen.

I frequently go to this kopitiam somewhere near the city center for lunch and occasional dinner. The food stalls here don't serve drinks unlike in da pilipins, so I had to buy my drinks from a separate beverage/refreshment stall which usually have seemingly sweet little old ladies, affectionately called Aunties, serving you.

Tandang Tanda ko pa ang una naming pagtatagpo:

Auntie: Whachawant!(pasigaw)
Me:(huh?!)One Iced lemon tea auntie.
Auntie: WHAT?!
Me: Iced Lemon tea. (still calm)
Auntie: (Gets Chrisantemum Tea)
Me: Auntie, wait, Iced Lemon Tea! (pointing to the can)
Auntie: ALAMAAK! You speak louder leh!
Me: Sorry (getting the tea, and handing the payment)
Auntie: Your English no Good! (smacking the 50 cent change on the table)

At that moment, I felt my eye twitch and my hearbeat skipped. I would have thrown that 50 cent smack dab at her face If not only for my years of Christian upbringing and the voices of a thousand angels coming down from heaven saying how I would burn for eternity but not before having my butt caned and fined $10000 SGD with GST. Okay, That may have been over the top, but that sure had my blood pressure shot up.

Having used to expriencing We're-glad-to-serve-you-because-we-need-our-job kind of hospitality, it's like a douse of freezing water to wake you up on a lazy afternoon nap.

I like to eat at the place, and I need to drink afterwards, so this sort of "friendly" exchange went on for a while. Sometimes, Auntie doesn't even make an eye contact. So, with this, overtime, I gradually warmed up to her. I just take the can, pay, no eye contact, no words, done. Two can play that game you know.

But today:

Me: (Where's that stupid Iced lemon tea? Argh, no more already! No choice but take the Chrisantemum tea)
Auntie: Hello! (Smile)
Me:(0_o)!?





I was like..






and










and





(tssss! ssmoookin....)

(just kiddin on the last one xp)

Auntie: Wah, different today ah? Auntie saved 1 Lemon tea can for you. (picks a can at the corner hands it over)
Me:(:snapping out) ah Thank you Auntie! xie xie! (hands payment and trying to look grateful)Auntie: (::hands over the change) Xie Xie! (smile)


Weird? Freaky? It's a stuff of Twilight zone!












"You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of sound. A dimension of sight. A dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both style and substance of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone"


But what if she added:












Maybe I'll bring a bottled water next time.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Uniquely Singapore

Annnnd for our big headline today, an Orangutan has died in the zoo. Yes, Ladies and not-so Gentlemen, you heard it right. An Orangutan has died! Oh the horror! Oh the humanity! err.. Oh the Primate.







Life here in the small city state of Singapurah is pretty much uneventful. It's the same old thing happening over and over again. Sometimes it gets to you, like that upteenth serving of fastfood junk, and makes you wanna throw up oredi. No wonder even the locals wanna move out. But for us, OFWs there isn't much choice but take it all in. It's either embrace the life or "moved out, you, job stealing foreign worker" as one hawker auntie puts it. The noobs had it coming, but for veterans, well, when in Singapore, do as the Romans do. ehek!

Being here for quite some time now, it came as a little or no surprise at all, that a simian's face has graced, nay, TOOK the front page of the weekend broadsheet. Well, what did the Orangutan do? Nothing. Just died that's all. WTH?! I mean, I'm pretty much used to SG's "exciting" events/happenings but this definitely took it to a new level. After reading about Ah Meng (the Orangutan's name) death, and wiki'd about this frontpage hugger, I'm convinced that her celerbrity status is justified. (And behaving like a true celebrity, she even had a sex scandal to her belt. Now whaddaya know, a Paris Hilton of the Primate world:http://www.sodomylaws.org/world/singapore/sinews023.htm. NSFW! Don't open! Especially if your boss is a monkey, you have been warned.)

Okay, she might have deserved to be in the news. But please, does she have to be on the frontpage? Or Does her face need to occupy most of it? Do you have nothing else to report?

Local: Yaloh, it's better than Philippines headlines lah.
Me: What about it? (::looks and finds ZTE scandal,congress chaos, corruption, murder, robbery)
Me: (::smacks head)
Local: So?
Me: Touche my Singaporean friend. Touche. (::tameme)

Good point. I rather be reading animal obituaries, than suffer the idiotry of RP's political soap opera.