Shrek 4 Favorite Bits

For some reason, these 2 has stuck to me for some weird reasons today.
No doubt, i love the following few scenes off of Shrek 4.
Anyhow, as with the case these days with so many things on the mind both bad and good menage-a-trois'ed with so little time .. i'll let the videos do the post.

LMFAO - Sexy & I Know It

<<< NSFW >>>

gawky funny stuff ; of course the man in the box is in it as well 

o--kay Redfoo we get-it

Mr Wu's A Window Cleaner

Mr Wu's A Window Cleaner




source - songfacts.com
In 1932, Formby recorded "Chinese Laundry Blues" in which he introduced Mr Wu, a lovesick Chinese laundry worker from Limehouse in East London. In 1936, he recorded "When I'm Cleaning Windows". Put them together and you get "Mr Wu's A Window Cleaner Now". According to The George Formby Society, this song was recorded December 17, 1939 on the Regal Zonophone label. Written by the same team, Fred E. Cliffe, Harry Gifford and Formby himself, this is one of his more endearing novelty songs. (thanks, Alexander Baron - London, England)

The Music Videos Post

i know, lazy ol' me.
well, i should just re-name the title something along the line like - let the music(video) speak? /or a (music)picture speaks a thousand words?
corny.

the recent hiatus

been away from updating this weblog.
just a quick post to remind and prove that I can and will still blog even though I have a steady j.o.b.; which wasn't surprising in the past that all weblogs would get un-cared for whenever I have work to do.
this, perhaps is a new resolution to keep this alive, and also another thing is to try to update the persona that is 'the discobala'.

great 1 month working under The Big Group, felt all welcomed and the feedback of my performances has been great and encouraging; and in little ways than none, has brought back the confidence in myself as I re-discover and re-invent myself these few weeks.

I'm going to sneak away and let some pictorials to do the rest.
another day another dollar, eh?

Brandy Alexander 2.0.11

This is my take on the classic Brandy Alexander cocktail; done tonight itself as someone wanted something sweet and creamy; yet masculine.
I picked the classic cocktail, and balanced it with spice notes and a certain few substitutions and a few old tricks for the effects. Of course, the picture doesn't do much justice to the drink; with the flash toying up with my shaky hands.

Brandy Alexander 2.0.11

Hennessy V.S.O.P

Bailey's Irish Cream
Dark CDC
Chai - infused Sweet Vermouth
Cream
Cinnamon flakes & stick for garnish

T A T E

The People

Some days, Batman just wants to be Bruce. Not Bruce Wayne, just Bruce.

He wants to lounge about with his other hero friends, all of them in stealth mode. 

They stand at the bar and recount their adventures; play pool and puff on cigars. They are at ease, undisturbed by fainting damsels in distress.

They drink Hendrick's on the rocks, with a dash of tonic and a twist of lemon, reminiscing about criminals of the good ol' days and ruminating about today's entirely different breed…they wonder if as heroes, their jobs are ever done. 

The good thing is, hero or not, they know that there's always a place where they can be just Bruce. Or Peter. Or Clark.

TATE.

Inspired by the Roaring 20s, Tate revisits the exclusive speakeasies of the Prohibition period when alcohol was illegal and private bars were the only means for prominent patrons to enjoy premium drinks.

Embodying the old school ‘members-only’ bar philosophy of privacy and discretion, Tate is elegantly designed, appointed with solid wood, leather and crystal cut glass, lending it a persona that is intimate and understated.

Opening hours:

5pm- till late daily

Thanks for the review, Sean

Home Wet Bar / home of the nifty

Found a coupla nifty looking bar-related gadgetry yesterday on the net. It certainly has been awhile since i was at HomeWetBar and I practically have to keep my mouth close from all the drool forming up.
Initially I was there to look for liquor dispensers of any kind on the net for Govin the @Ayat0llah; instead of the usual conventional stuff that the other boys directed him to (or at least I think), I found these and a few others more.

Utter favorite;uber-classic

Jackpot mixed dispenser

Skull decanter

feeling the voodooooooo ...

Cast Iron Bottle Opener - of course I'm such a sucker for this paw - shaped thingie eh?

                               

of The Hognose & other friends from the shop

Saw this little cute fella from our visits to the pet store in Ikano. Tiny snake of say not exceeding 2 months old and rough estimate the length of my middle finger.
This sparks my new interest in this specie; as our last visit on Wednesday to get some much needed mice supply for Floppie.
Prior to this I noticed this small little dynamite being active in slitering about its cage; of course the size of it helps in scoring points in the cute-ness factor, hence my attention.

The hognose.
What little I know of this snake was from a character name in KOEI's Warriors Orochi series (they named all the weak subordinates of the titular villain by names of non-venomous snakes) and of course when I read the tag for it; it raised an eyebrow as they're charging RM550 for this little fella.
But I got the kicks out of this infatuation only the day after when I happened to wiki the said snake.

source:wikipedia
The hognose snake is a type of colubrid snake characterized by an upturned snout. They are notorious for playing dead when threatened. The hognose snakes consist of three distantly related genera that are artificially grouped together by the "hognose" common name.


Behavior - When threatened, hognose snakes will flatten their necks and raise their heads off the ground, like a cobra, and hiss. They may sometimes feign strikes, but are not apt to bite. This behaviour has earned them several nicknames, such as "puff adder", "blowing adder", "flathead", "spreadhead", "spreading adder" or "hissing adder". Note, though, the nickname "puff adder" is only a nickname, and is not scientifically correct. There is a highly venomous viper from Africa called the puff adder, Bitis arietans.

If this threat display does not work to deter a would-be predator, hognose snakes will often roll onto their back and play dead, going so far as to emit a foul musk and fecal matter from their cloaca and let their tongue hang out of their mouth, sometimes accompanied by small droplets of blood. If they are rolled upright while in this state, they will often roll back as if insisting they really are dead. It has been observed that the snake, while appearing to be dead, will still watch the animal that caused the death pose. The snake will 'resurrect' sooner if the threat is looking away from it than if the threat is looking at the snake.

*skip to 0:29 for the action*

Cute.

Honduran Milk Snake

Florida King Snake

our lil tiny guy - Hognose

some tortoise spreading eagle nonsense

Prairie Dog

whut-chu-looking-at?

Man Utd New Kit 11/12

Only the truly great wears this shirt.

New United Home kit revealed and on pre-sale for the launch early June on the web. Boggled the eye of the unsuspecting non-fan; but I guess the collar stripes are alright. Though doing away with the flimsy collars of this recently ended season's kit did a bit of good as the collars never did look good on tv. In the sense of living up to the Cantona-esque role of the simple white collar; that failed.

I'd suspect come launch date there should be a surprise in store; say, all new third kit, or special Euro kit ?
All in all, we'd see how it unfolds in the couple weeks.
As for the time being, United vs Juventus, Neville's testimonial match!

*note - I wonder how soon the pirates would be able to weave their magic this time around, given this minimal change....

Overcoming Ophiophobia

Ophiophobia
Fear of snakes.

For the life of me, I've been plain terrified with snakes for as far long as I can remember. It's not like I have any dangerous encounter or any sort; but I can relate to the chill down my spine when I was a wee pip squeek in primary school walking through the century-old building with its musky damp old smell and stuck dead looking at a piece of old snakeskin.
Of course, I stood there and re-traced my steps and that was one bit of sub-plot in my nightmare program for ages to come.
Aside from getting the heebie-gajeebies everytime I find myself staring through the looking glass in the zoo. Yeah my blood curdles every single time I look at them, and this is coming from someone who has been fortunate enough not to meet or seen a single snake mano a' mano.

So it comes to this. This picture.
Floppie. Year and a half old Royal Phyton/ Ball Phyton. Friendly and cute baby daughter.
So what happened to my phobia?
Initially Pauline deployed Floppie as my alarm clock. Yes, she'd just set Floppie on my back and I'd be poofed and up from the bed. That was how it used to be.
The few times that I braved myself to touch the chill of her or secretly tracing the intricate scales; that stop pretty soon when she'd wriggle her way closer to my hand. And Floppie got handed back to Pauline.
So one fine day early February, Pauline has to leave for Chinese New Year's and to both our surprise, I offered to babysit (snake-sit?) for the duration.
Putting on a brave front I made mental notes on how to take care of this animal that gave me prickly hair sensation and thought about the strategy while I drove back to my place. I remembered that I asked my friend Raj if he'd be free and handy; if things go out of hands under my watch.
Plan B would be shipping Floppie off to Raj's place, even though I found out later that he offered help although he has no experience handling snakes too.
Got home and it was of no relief too, as my brother Harry was like asking what would happen to us if the snake would escape from the cage, and the sort of questions.
It wasn't like I was hoping that my dear brother would strut over and handle the snake, etc but i figured as much when I realised he balled himself up in a safe distance and peered behind me while I set Floppie down the dining table.
I guess as much I didn't help in the situation by quoting whatever I read off Wiki about snake care and in particular; snake being an adversed escape artist.
As precaution, I added weigh on the cage's window.
And I left Floppie in her cage in the other room. Room for The Parent when they do come down.
The living room is pretty much out of the question as Harry's in the living room most of the time on the PS2; and of course I'm not gonna have her in my room.
So I left the fan on and made doubly sure the windows were tight and Floppie spent 2 nights alone in that room.
As much as I ridiculed myself, but I slow-talked to Floppie as I carefully slid open her window and sprayed water on the cage's bedding, taking great care not to spray on her.(She doesn't actually fancy getting wet, as I'd been told)

the first time letting her roam about my room

Ever the escape artist!

just the 1 time brought her out to the makan place...

So the magic happened when I decided to let her out. (exercise, mayhap?)
Tried to soothe and lightly lift her but I chickened out.
Scared shitless to pick her up, so I left the cover open and thought I'd better let her come out on her own terms.
It took awhile, but when I tried to hold her, she was responsive and lo! I managed to pick her up. But what's next?
Set her down on the bed, and I kept a safe distance on the bed and continued on my PS3. (Metal Gear Solid 4 if memory serves me right)
The best thing about her is that she was practically slithering all over the room. Every hook and nook, high or hidden Floppie crawled and sneaked.
Its a whole new thing to me, inadequate so as in the past I'd just need to call a name out (or any name when it comes to our late dogs, the goons) and they'd be wagging their tails and made a noise or response.
But being caught in a game of hide and seek with a snake?
I sweated over the thought of losing a snake in the house and the dread of telling the girlfriend too.
I've found Floppie hiding in a closed off drawer, on top of cabinets, by the window sill, in my laundry basket, wedged in between my wardrobes' ledge and every other way imaginable.
Of course, all that and getting no clue and response from the 'hidden'? Pretty hard game, and I half-wished that phytons have a rattlesnake's rattle.
No wonder my game records for the said game was bad; I have to pause every now and then to check up on where she is hiding.
At times, the serpent would be such a sore loser to not want to be lifted up from her curl that I have to leave her there for later.

Ok, ain't exactly what I meant...

Well, the rest is history. Not even by March I've already gotten comfortable with her.
Of course, I still do not watch her when she's feeding, though I've even gotten through the motion of actually feeding her a mice, without looking at that action, AND me holding the mice. (Yes, I go squemish at rodents, but that's another blog post)
No doubt, I've learnt more about snakes off the net, and by the visits to the pet store etc ever since, my fear of snakes has diminished. To some extent, I do agree that snakes are often misunderstood and they're harmless/peaceful creatures.
But I still have jitters in handling other snakes. The tingling prickling sensation isn't all that dominant in me when I look at snakes now; but I need more time to actually touch another serpent. Some day.
I guess I have both ophiophobia and herpetophobia. Oh well.

Ancient Relics / Keepsakes & Treasures

Blast from the past.
Keepsakes.
Treasures.

Went through the junks spanning from half of my life, timely so when faced with certain desolution of everything that stands for it.
No soul searching is complete without this in my opinion when it does not count as much to begin with.
A little bit of something in the great window of memory to peep and see how different it all was. When things were simpler and at the same time complicated.
When things were great and at its worst.
When music was the mold to the shape of the personage as years go by.
When so little meant so much, then.

Clothes, cds & vcds, cassettes & VHS & floppies (remember these dinosaurs?) keychains, limited release cigarette boxes, freebies, letters; sad mostly, fellowship cards and faded movie stubs.
Souvenirs, notes & scribbles on yellowed paper, Nokia 8250, earrings, call cards, postcards, glasswares, ....
Of course there are so much more of those nonsense that I have stashed away somewhere.
Mayhap the most ancient of all would be the forgotten diaries from the recounted age of awareness of the carnal sin circa 1995.
I've lost count when exactly did I actually started keeping journals tabulating my day-to-day misadventures.
But by golly, after a brief leafing through the 1998 edition of Kevin; I skipped to Kevin 1995 and for the life of me, I just can't put a finger on what best to describe it.
Adrian Mole it is not (of course!) and certainly it isn't what I had in memory of how'd my diaries went in my wilderness years.
Point in admission, I thought my teenage years were somewhat similiar to Townsend's character (since I found myself relating to it) but yeah, guess I might've dreamt that part up myself.
These relics should be read with caution. Or not to be read at all. Off to the bin, perhaps?

Oh well, thats for Day 1, and I've a decent sized trash bag, and half a box each of recyclable paper and give-away clothes. Nice. On towards Day 2 tomorrow then.

Clouds in My Coffee

Pretty much the title sum it up.
Waiting for ages for dear ol' netbook to crunch those mega numbers in the background to load pages more than 2. Come to think about it, if memory serves me right, this lil bugger has been faithfully serving me around a year and a half already. Being a netbook I guess I'm the few lucky ones around to have it going beyond the year-old mark, eh? Time to figure out when and which model of back-up; just in case I lose all those rare music files, especially a biatch to find them all back *crosses finger

Maybe perhaps the gazillion of beings are too busy cheering on the MCP battling the User on the race-track to be crunching any real work

(yes, I did not plan on any blog entry tonight, actually)

Lens

Started my first ever Squidoo lens, yesterday before we headed back upstairs to change for the night's event in Sunway. Of course, as an off-shoot and at the moment kinda thing, I think I wised up not to make that particular lens as random and journalistic as this weblog. I decided to make that as my approach in webbing a cocktail-innovation-meets-inside-scoop-and-tips-on-alcoholic-beverages-cum-new-drinking-trends, seemingly I am quite well-versed in drinks mixology and what not; all that over a ponder of about 5-6 minutes, but then again, I think I might have come up with a better name to it, rather than Alcoholics Assemble! ain't it?
More and more I go through the name, I am LMAO-ing it off myself. Lemme see if I can somehow change it?

Of course, I will in due's time get around finish styling it and start with a post or two to get the hang of things in that sense, that'll be the activity for the first week of May then, eh?

Ideas popped up at this moment in time, seeming there are quite a number of possible other lens I may create in the near future:

• Movie updates and reviews (since I waste time every now and then checking on movie projects...)
• Book reviews (alternative reads from my point of view, mayhap)
• My short stories (well you have to search through your crap of things to start typing it @ find time to compose the rest of it off your head, first!)
• Music homage: defunct great rock bands from UK, your growing years (hmm, maybe this first)
• Fantastic-lazy-food-for-the-lazy-people: An Inspirational Guide & Cookbook (okay, I spent some time doing this in its earlier personification during the hey-days of err, what site was that?...)
• Games - Classic video games for free on the PC 
• How-To-Lose-At-Boardgames (okay, strayed off path, and yeah, I guess stopping at number 7 is better to stop at 6)

No doubt, as the juice starts to flow, there were more than the initial 6 above, just that those were variations off the 6 possible lens that I might be doing. Hmm, any ideas for me, guys?

okay, sound kinda cheesy to be asking that. My bad.

besides, for all I know, the whole idea (Squidoo itself) might not work out to be as how I envision it anyhow, yeah? Well if its so, then I guess I have more weblogs to do then!

The Road Trip, Part 2

Friday was a the ride back to KL and the prospect of making the lil trip to attend Cleo's 50 Most Eligible Bachelor Party in , er , Mist, Bangsar. With the long weekend holiday of Labour's Day, traffic was b.a.d...
Reached KL pretty late, and in the end we gave up the plan to head down to Bangsar to support the few friends in that competition.

Saturday was spent unpacking and cleaning the rest of the nonsense from our little trip, and after a few dozen calls and BBMs we secured our invites for the night's Hennessy Artistry in Opera, Sunway. It was nice for a change that we need not to give directions to our little uncharted hill-side hideout (yes, as of current, Google Map has only the nearby disused pond as the topography of the area) as Jason knew the place and with his bad direction-giving skills, Andrew actually got the both of them here to pick us up.
After the usual scramble for the physical invite tags to be on our wrists, we were in there by just after 11pm; and just in time for Spinderella's robust cover of Use Somebody.
Old-school friend Eng Lim was there too, most probably with his British American Tobacco colleagues (presumably so, since I did not scan his brother or any familiar old faces off his table) Kinda felt bad that I did not spend some time over a glass or so with him. It does occupy my attention to be keeping track of where my date would be running off to from table to table, celebrities to socialites to bloggers to long-lost clubbing pals of hers.
Was surprised they squeezed in another act in the line-up for this round. Of course the name of the group is lost to me; a 3 piece with members from Brazil and the States. Of course, we waited in anticipation for Vandalism to hit the decks. Seemingly my first time in Opera, I got to testify that the place was freaking hot. Ventilation problem or somewhat; topped with poor performing air conditioning. Kinda miffed that our friend Moe wasn't emcee-ing the event; as it was only just Fay for the night. Snapped some pics, drank some, met some, and got the approving eye from this utter not-so-straight male.
Nope, I didn't take any pictures with the, ( i shouldn't put guy, yeah?) person.

It would've been a blast; if only the ceiling did not collapse, or the ventilation would've been better. Well, thats just if only. Promising, yet somehow both shows fall sub par, perhaps the masses expects a little bit too much? Anyhow, here's to more Hennessy Artistry !(with fingers-crossed for better luck too)
Let's Go!

Day 11,321

Another day another dollar

Somehow the phrase was playing through my head in the form of that one song. For the life of me, I just can't place it, of course I can remember the riffs and hooks and partial lyrics, but the band and title eludes me.
Aptly so, I guess to sum up my feeling on the day.
Not in the whole sense of that I am anywhere near of the action, but, it just somehow feel just. Mayhap on the subconscious level little gray cells are scheming some plot out for the mass of matter. The minions.
And no, I don't think that I'd group this as the same tier as SSDD (for non-King-ers; Same Shit Different Day), although in context, both are of the same meaning isn't it?

Don't get me wrong, life day to day for me at this moment in time is a blessing in disguise. It may seem lazy, infertile, lost-o'-the-plot, denial, or whatever else, but I've seen the other side of the coin and the turn will come.
My so-called annual descent will come to its end of the cycle pretty soon, as just the other I realize that I too have a season for everything like Heidi (her post on her seasons); of course, mine's pretty much worse in the sense of my typical 10 moons of work and the remaining 2 of the current mish-mash of be-it-soul-searching-or-break-off-the-norm-holiday-mode.
Well, at least I've seen the other side this time.
And as much as I love the Manic Street Preachers'; at least  I am not going through their many great songs of despair this time around.

A quick search got me the results. One Minute Silence - Rise & Shine
Now to download the darn tune, that one-hit wonder. And off to the next post report off the pass weekend.

Of Jumpsuits and Tighter Pants

Rumors fit-out; Yes, it is TOIGHT! toight like a tyger! 

Gossips & mydressroom fit-out; yes, missed out the first jump-suit fitting of hers.

Misc - Buttons the Pomeranian, lil Kimberly, and the illegal picture in MPH of Ashleigh's FHM feature

Previous Friday the 15th, we were in Bangsar for a fit-out for this fashion gig. A good afternoon as the weather was decent alright when we reached, as we made our way along the boutiques on Telawi street. Found the 3 shops of course, and of course we only found out that I would only be utilized for just 1 fashion outlet. Loved the collection though, albeit being tight for my build. Of course we met this cute lil Pomeranian called Buttons. Well for the life of me, I just can't recall a single incident that I have any bit of fondness for toy dogs; but yeah Buttons did the trick on me. (gotta get myself checked in my allegiance, since these days I am o-kay with cats, even)

Mayhap Buttons is one oddball off his breed , to be decent and not even close to a nuisance like the rest of the bunch. Perhaps.

We also met this cute lil kid of 4 years of age, K-I-M-*-*-*-L-Y

Yes, she spelled it.

Besides that, well I gotta give her credit to see through my age under my facade to actually call me 'Uncle' and Pauline - 'Sis'.

Smart kiddo.

It rained like bastards after our little fit-out, and we spent some time at the bookstore in the mall nearby. In our excitement, we forgot that it is prohibited to snap pictures. Damage has been dealt, so we sauntered off elsewhere.

At the time of print. (or rather, log) kinda miffed to the fact that both of us will be missing out on another job for Marc Jacobs opening as it falls on the same day. Oh well, you can't have it all, yeah? (or rather, can't have the $400 Marc Jacobs shirt/dress)

Half Full / Half Empty

Day of dread came.
Car towed off into oblivion; yes I'd choose the word as I do not foresee rescuing that in any near future.
Well, in all things, as of 5-6 hours into the aftermath, I am feeling upbeat on my chances, all in all that really fueled things up as I don't see this as rock bottom, of course I may laugh about it, but to me this is another one of my undoing and I take this as the next step to move on to another phase, in the right direction thanks to the right push.
A trip to the police station confirmed the fear (or should I use another word?) that it was logged in as a tow rather than the slim chance of it being theft.
Over the course of 2 drinks with Pauline's dad somewhat helped in the sense that there are other avenues that we may explore, and of course that concerns about moving off elsewhere on a temporary basis to work things out. That's ample enough for me to glide off in thought of what else is indispensable and what's not.

Thank you Pauline, for being the rock, the northern star. We'll laugh about this in years' to come.
Well, no time to dwell on the past (or the things we lost in the car..) there's only one way from now on and it's forwards.
Let's go

DeadMice

From the lion's den to the tiger's mouth.
Our final 2 mice from the other day, in which we'd decided to try and breed them; hence naming them Jack & Jill (previous doomed lovers were aptly named Hansel & Gretel by her) , of all days we decided to move them off the makeshift box home of theirs to the old hamster cage. Mind you, its kinda like those proper cage with full specs; wheel, tubes plus an odd blossomed dildo-looking mushroom for a water dispenser.
Pauline actually cleaned the cage and laid fresh newspaper as bedding, etc. Of course, I being incy-wincy with the rodent (tail and fur and probable mini bites) gave my moral support by peering by the side and held a tiny container to temporarily 'hold' them in place before transferring them to the new home.

We left them in the other room; perhaps to not agitate Floppy when we're away. Will post the picture of all 3 of them later afterwards.
So off we went for dinner and usual stuff at the mamak.
I managed to wiki some infos about mice; reproduction and all the jazz.

Got home and put her to bed, and I just happen to have this sudden crave for local burger. Cycled through my choices in my mind's eye for either Burger Daging Biasa or Burger Campur if I ain't mistaken then.
Cut long story short - burger.van.close.cos.of.sunday.instead.had.maggi.goreng.and.it.kinda.suck.and.so
I got back home about 5-ish, first thing I realized was Bagero (I named that freakin' intrusive short-tailed new tenant of a cat) camping at the top of the stairs and giving me his usual trademarked stare. And he didn't budge!
Of course I just made my up the stairs, half-wondering how come he's so high up here, rather than his spot downstairs by the sofa that he had conveniently marked. With gusto, our little friend descend past me with a good stride whilst keeping his head cocked to me. Minutely in my head I was telling him that he is not even in any league close to the cuteness of Mr. Burns from Creepy Creatures in Summit USJ (Mental note : to go see Mr. Burns soon and snap some pics)
And when I place my last step on the final rung that's when I realized the reason Bagero was there for a reason. The cage was down on the floor and opened. No trace of the lovebird hopefuls.

Yes, as of this morning when we left the house there was no sign nor sound.
Pretty much thats it.
From the lion's den to the tiger's mouth. or rather from the snake's jaw to the cat's tummy.

Total Recall remake

Spied off my radar that they're releasing a re-make of Total Recall sometime next year. Colin Farrell will lead the  cast in the quite famous Philip K.Dick's short story 'We Can Remember it For You Wholesale'. Notable cast list includes Eva Mendes and Diane Kruger (most probable role would be The Wife/ Sharon Stone, yea blonde similarity) Len Wiseman (Underworld trilogies and Die Hard 4) will be directing and truth be told, I sure hope he  picked a few tricks ever since. No doubt, the action would be over the top (re: Live Free Or Die Hard), but my 2 cents worth?
Why bother?
Why re-making this?
Total Recall imho is a definite classic in the sci fi genre.
Of course, 22 years down the road, the re-make will have better visuals (and maybe 3D, unless it might make people puking out the popcorns 20 minutes into the movie) but hey, that's just basically it.

Over the Boardwalk

What?
the lines overlapped out from the box for most of my re-posts.
copy and paste doesn't work?
dead-on lazy to be doing anything about it tonight. fuhgedaboutit

Hiatus; Re-visited 24th Feb 2010

February 24

Hiatus ; Re-visited

Play That Funky Music – Wild Cherry

lemme count when was the last ever entry on my now defunct weblog..roughly 5-6 years since,..Chelsea became Chelski yea? Can’t recall. Should be about there..
this is not a flash in the pan; come on,. actions-wise i may be random, but i don’t ever plan on getting another weblog done/up ever since i found to my dismay that the host site removed my precious ancient first years ago.. mind yu Muse, or rather remember dead well that we started webloging way before the utter masses started to fashion it to their profiles and shorten it to blogs and cheapen the novelty of posting your inner voice somewhere..

oh that just does it! 
mental images of equal self centered annoyance from girls and closets ranting about their daily bitch-modes whatever is going about its slide-show round in me…. yeah, that was an issue; finding your solace/pride being a simple medium of bitch-rants by the masses, especially those f-uglies whom decided that they are indeed special and important to their ‘peeps’ ..
annoying.
now that i’m comparing what else would be even more annoying …yeah i got it.
now,. that something pretty much took the cake would be the advanced level of those suckers that evolved to the point of words wouldn’t do the justice as a picture or rather video would mean more. yes. Yes. Those suckers that videologged themselves on their musings on every little itsy bitsy pieces of political/ mostly celebrity news on YouTube..  Prepubescent closets, old geeks dressed to the nines, big mommas..oh my goodness the horror!

Juxtaposed With U – Super Furry Animals

apt? hahah. mayhap.

re-reading the paragraph got me thinking.. perhaps i still have my part of being me, the hypocrite.

Re-post February 24th : On Movies

On : Movies

“[sigh] I don’t have the strength to stay away from you anymore”

Watched bit part of Twilight earlier.. and I might say that the quote above was no doubt in my books ‘The Ultimate Seal The Deal’ in the Hollywood clichéd pickup line for the tormented souls. If I were to somehow walk into a sliding glass door and enlightened in the process to start to write or rather compile a ‘1001 Pick-Up Lines For The New Age’… that courtesy of Senor Edward Cullen would be the 1001st. 
Don’t get me wrong, I am not anti Twilight, nor Stephanie Meyer.. nor I’m a closet mega fan either.

somehow something just reminded me to do something right now,. now what was it? better speed along with this
what i have in mind’s eye is downright to this – it is the absolute ugly truth that girls love that bit of mystery in the guy – be it the darkness as long as they can’t figure yu out… at least in hollywood hah hah.

no need to guess which other movie i watched before Twilight eh?

2nd April Re-post : The Room

The Room

The sour taste in the mouth and putrid smell from the room roused my wake to the horror. The monstrosity is not this room, but it had done me in. My head throbbed with pain as I recalled being flung by it towards the wall. How long I was knocked out I am not sure. 
I staggered up and took in the room. That horrible stench seems to be from the blackened boiling pot of mess that had an arm or leg sticking out of its frothy goo.
A boiled mass of a severed head rolled together with the bubbles and it could well be one of the villagers before me.

I tried the heavy doors again. Felt it budged slightly, but still held in place by a bar or some make shift object behind. Basic simple door made to imprison, without locks or keys to carry, or to break. 
I searched around for any weapon or tool. No luck.

Hunger overtook me as I slumped down and think of any possible means of rescue. How long has it been that I’ve been held captive here in this dreaded dungeon beneath this old cathedral? Deep down in this labyrinth days and nights passed without the sliver of natural light to tell time. Even then it felt it was just yesterday that I first stepped foot on this town. The town called Tristram where I abandoned my then band of adventurers at the foothill before. My companions of sorts since we sailed over the seas to this accursed land to the west. Alas I might never get to know their names. The Warrior, The Rogue and The Sorcerer. I doubt they knew each other before the journey too as we kept to ourselves throughout. But we did good on the battlefield, with our different skills at work we were good against that raiding troop of bandits just before town. 
The Sorcerer seeks the long lost tomes of magic that was supposed to be kept in the crypts here, he belonged to some order of mages in the far east land. The Warrior spoke least, yet I do sense he has some other motives aside from looting whatever there is to plunder from this wretched place. The Rogue, she said she belonged to some sisterhood or mercenaries from the woods to the south. She has an eye for targets as I could tell she has her way with bow and arrows. From our last night camped just out of town, I decided to venture before the break of dawn. I would have my part of spoils beforehand.

The town of Tristram is poor. I did not find any trinkets of worth, even the wares peddled by that peg-legged kid Wirt or Wert failed to impress me. But if I were to heed the boy’s advice I would not be in this misery. He mentioned of a terrible monstrosity that moved with great agility when he recounted the tale of how he lost his good leg. I am sure it is the same demon that got us both on separate occasions. Been held captive by this demon early on was not the richest of plunder from that cursed King Leoric’s tomb that I could ever see myself in. It was the greed.

The sweet sound of blades clashing and battle cries in a distance several floors above broke my thoughts. Mayhap it is them. A glimmer of hope filled my chest as the shouts became louder and sounded closer at hand. Mayhap my fortunes and my fate is intertwined with these bunch. I staggered to my feet and sally myself for the rescue. The sound of a bar lifted off the door from the outside and for the time being I could still make out the battle cries were still ongoing, in the distance. Not any closer. I stood frozen as in comes that abomination that I had run into twice in as many days. The hair on my back stood as he weaved his very much bloodied meat cleaver and stepped closer, barring any escape. It’s horns gleamed, body soaked in sweat and blood and gore and with a snigger all I could remember its last few words..“Fresh meat”

Re-post April 3rd : The Expendables

Found this picture of the ancient dragon who shares the namesake of a famous black cartoon cat off the promotional photo for the upcoming film The Expendables (2010) which is set for early year end release. 
The film features an all-star cast of your favorite badass villain and hero from the past 20 years or so. Yeah, an all star cast of action stars such as Stallone, Jason Statham, Jet Li, Dolph Lundgren (hmm, longer life than the Belgian shortie eh?) , Mickey Rourke, Stone Cold Steve Austin plus confirmed cameos of Bruce Willis and that Guv’ Schwarzenegger. Hmm,. there should be some other fellahs that I might’ve missed out.. yeah that always funny and large-tongued Terry Crews, plus the psycho Danny Trejo has some bit parts methinks.
Of course on the forum boards there were discussions and suggestions of which other action film stars that is missing from this motley crew… yeah the list stood (and which I agreed to be eligible/ sorely missed from the ensemble imho) are in random order ; Jackie Chan (him and his many cameos elsewhere), Antonio Banderas (maybe the least ‘action’ star), Tony Jaa (why not? Rest of the world selection eh?), Wesley Snipes (come on, he’s the only badass kicking black), The Rock (maybe he got canned because Stallone himself stole that set of nice tatts?), Jean Claude Van Damme (the Belgian shorty, now I reckon he’d be about Jet Li’s height eh?), Ray Park (imagine him and Tony Jaa and their mad stunts), Chuck Norris (if he can still stand..) and eh.. how about Vinnie Jones? nah two Brits, no way.

Anyway,. all I’m in awe at this ancient piece of meat aside from the fake tatts is his age.. Goodness he must be about 50 pushing 60 something like that eh? And the bod, perhaps a coupla syringes and dozens of pills aid thus, but hey the work out? dayyumm.. Now I remember his aged weathered face when he appeared on Rambo 4 a couple of years back… but now he looks toighter ,.

Yeah one of the many promotional posters of the film…

6th April 2010 Re-post: Captain America lead cast & Resident Evil:Afterlife

There I found it! A zoomed in screenshot off the reflection the one and only Wentworth Miller as big brother Chris Redfield.. by golly this does look like the character.
hmm,.. wait a minute, as I closed up on this, there is another female in the background of Wesker that’s imposed over by the reflection of Ali Larter (Claire Redfield) huh? wonder who’d she be in the screen?
(March 2011 - lol, thats just Milla Jovovich; so much for speculations)

As of what I’ve spied off the rumor mill, apparently this edition would most probably be the end of Milla Jovovich’s Alice; as the next possible plot for R.E. 5 & 6 respectively would be of the continued fight/extermination effort from the rest of the gang headed by Chris & Claire, with possibly a re-cast of Jill Valentine (don’t think they’d get that French actress back as what I’ve read, but of course its possible, but they’d still need more star power) and of course, the still favorite yet ‘reclusive’ Leon S. Kennedy ;) 
which begs for another paragraph really for that once-partner of Claire yet miraculously has yet to appear so far in the silver screen.. who would be cast as the fan (gamer) favorite? Rumor mill would be Jensen Ackles (Supernatural, right?) or was it the other dude playing the brother? 
but in my opinion; either of these two wouldn’t exactly result in “Eager Anticipation” mode for the character; yeah no doubt they’ve got some pull as being in that series; but Wentworth is also another (albeit being better in acting, imho)… but that would all turn if Wentworth Miller's Chris Redfield gets the nod on this coming October release here.. all in all, I will be waiting for this one for sure.

On the current hand, finally the damn cast is set for next year’s anticipated The First Avenger: Captain America. Well, the protagonist of course! After months of rumors and stuff,. the chosen one is Chris Evans ( Human Torch @ Fantastic 4)… which to me,.. is pretty much a disappointment. Don’t get me wrond, I like Chris Evans, even as stereotypical as he is as an actor…which actually fits him the bill as the Human Torch a couple of years back..but him, in a title role? and someone as important,pivotal and straightforward leader as the Captain? I just don’t see it. He is just too cheeky and smart-assed in almost every other role he played at, and just ain’t the brooding hero type that commands respect from the field team that would lead Iron Man, Thor & the rest is he? From his age, the plot would focus on how Captain aka Steve Rogers got optioned to serve in that special program ultimately making him Captain America plus some humor and love story arc …but I dare not think of how the end of the movie would be unless director Joe Johnston pulls a magic bunny out of his hat. It doesn’t have to be Nolan-esque or Snyder-ish, (and most certainly not Michael Bay) but it should be something really good to have this audience to be convinced of a younger Captain America being pulled to join and form The Avengers; and seeing this young looking Captain America sharing battle time with the gang the year after in The Avengers Initiative (2012)

Casting Captain America was a very tough decision, hence the delay so far, and with so many in contention, not in merit, but more to mass disagreement on a character of the importance. I can’t seem to recall all the rumored casting as the list is way long but I’ll give it a shot on the few worth mentioning.. there was Sam Worthington, Will Smith, Channing Tatum, Matt Damon, .. 
My vote would go to Sam Worthington or Channing Tatum if they were to stick to the younger Captain story arc by the end.. Worthington isn’t just that he would look great in tights or behind a shield like how he is in The Clash Of The Titans, but he does look aged enough to pass off when they are in the gang soon. But of course, general media would go cahoots over this seemingly he is an Australian. Which is just plain immature as I think of this over. Come on, for many a years Hollywood have cast differing nationalities in big title roles on other national or folklore or modern fictional heroes such as Robin Hood (American and the reboot an Aussie), Alexander (Irish), Gladiator (Australian), 300 (English), Troy (ahh, American, i love him), Braveheart (Australian),  Wolverine (Australian), Dark Knight (English).. 
I mean, almost every one of these lead roles casting drew in the blockbuster with their performance, did it not?
Which basically to me begs the question. whats in it just being a name? More over a comic book hero, cult status or not.

Timid.