Disappointment/Attainment

Talk about disappointments, came home last night after that 1-nil defeat to Chelsea and basically just sunk myself into the bed and tried hard not to touch the phone (and check twitter feeds and articles  about the match)

To be honest, I found myself thinking that I really am starting to doubt United could ever come back into any game once they got behind, finally after all these transitional years. It was hard to admit that I, the now-casual fan, the ever believing in our epic comeback belief and 'standard', that as of last night I was still meditating on the positive that they'd somehow turn that deficit and finish the game with 3 points but it just went on and on that I had the dread that, yes, it is true I shall admit I would be willing to boldly say "phew, what a relief, what a lucky save from defeat" rather than the old "I knew we can do it!"  

Read some articles before that Mourinho doesn't really have a good record of coming back from the (half)dead, and I suppose that is a major factor in me finally conceding that the fighting spirit isn't as it used to be, well, ditto the other 2 nincompoops before him; that's another level of frustrations (and heaps of it) then.

okay, enough football.

The previous week was a bit a of disappointment too, I was down for an extended full week of fever-cold-cough hybrid, busy as ever; but I had to postpone a couple of things to this week, thank God for the in-betweens that I was well enough for certain activities throughout the week that required certain health status, I mean, I know right. There by the grace of God, really a case of it.

But praise be to Him, I went through pretty well, and as I woke up today I feel like a million bucks and ideas aplenty for the week! Hallelujah

But since I am on here about disappointments, I was pretty messed up with them feels some time ago, I suppose 2 weeks back? Mayhap it culminated in me falling sick and didn't get in the right frame of mind to get out of it; hence being sickly for the duration, I mean, I thanked God for the time to rest and heal my hurt and really reflect upon things (or thangs, ala Rick Grimes) and even to try and practice what I preached (oh yes, I missed out on writing about my little sharing a couple of days ago! watch this space) 

I was a wee bit discouraged in the sense that my designs weren't getting anywhere somehow, it kinda happened sometimes I suppose; and since it happened pretty much back to back during that period it did affected me in such a way that perhaps I ain't that good in copying styles, and thanks to my ego of thinking designs are basically re-using other styles and incorporate it in a new canvas per se, it certainly didn't help when I kinda put much thought on it and I always thought this year itself my designs has been inspirations from my many meditations with Him and it has and felt time-and-time again that it really is something fresh and somewhat attractive and I've really progressed as compared then. But you'd be sure the Devil or the devil in you would inexplicably make things a bit of a self-searching somewhat; I suppose I'd take it as I've been having little victories here and there and somehow I'd fall, when I did it for my own glory, yes? I would say this wasn't the case, and I'd take criticism well I suppose; but being human, I'd fall nevertheless eh?

Short version: went through 2 bouts where I questioned whether I am on the right path; it gave me a good wake-up call indeed. I was having a round of building castles in the sky (can't brain what was the Arabian Nights equivalent at the mo') when I was so bent on calculating what are the 'riches' (hey, RM150/job is good money right now) would be once I nailed that one gig, but alas it was disappointing indeed when I didn't receive a single reply from the potential client. Furthermore, the self-doubt kicked into effect when I ostracized myself for sharing the testimonial of my alleged triumph in creating the 6 variant designs in a day with the inspiration from the Lord; and to add salt to the wound, I received a comment on how visually stunning it is to compare the graphics done by so-and-so church and getting ideas from so-and-so mega churches from KL; and yeah, it kinda kicked this ol' dog further down the rung when I've been following these fellas and accommodating a more traditional approach recently since most of us aren't used to it when the actual is upon us (I used to copy and simplify to minimalist styles for trendier distribution; but it kinda missed the plot as I'd have to add more 'details' to clutter my designs) and so I was quite discouraged.

But then again, as I think, thank, (speak) tongue, try, trust and triumph in the Lord, this is a good opportunity as I see the light of how I should pick myself up from my own self-wrought prison. With the advent failure of getting that gig; I have a good look at the designs I made (of course there is a tingling curiosity to check their new ads from now on) and kinda realized it is another sign that I should start to continue being serious about this MSI and build my own portfolio. I mean, I know a bit of website making at the moment (and learning more hopefully with the next church project) and all in all I could even start a site without committing to a domain , as yet. 

All hope isn't lost, eh? hallelujah

I thank You Lord, for this, amen!

Trainspotting much?

of Weeds and The Devil's Grass

And so..

Yep, I've been busy and today would've probably gone if I don't get my ass off the red ball and open this tab and just report in, eh?

This morning I was up about 7-ish and by 8:30am I found myself at Sis. Michelle's house; and spying a bit on the progress (or rather desolution) of what I finally did last Thursday squirting some carefully and expertly concocted weed-killer to umm, kill them weeds. I remember clear as day that I've been postponing it for weeks; I reckon it must've taken me a good month and a half (thanks be to our lovely Taiping RAIN) and of course, the recent heatwave that affected the country to mess up my excuses.
No way I am a constant gard'ner, amigo!
I mean, it wasn't as if I would never get around in doing it; I was just bidding my time since I was practically very busy with other things and this is technically a chore; and I am sure the great Lord impressed upon me to "Hey, promises Kevin, promises"
So anyway, back to the weeds of the house. Apparently it is either they (the weeds, not people) are tough bastards or somehow the bottle of poison just ain't poisonous enough. I mean, I took a bloody good care to sight-pour (bar terminology aka skillfully pour by sight to accuracy) and even on most occasions (mixed a total of 5 rounds, since I used a 1.5ltr PET bottle) I kinda deliberately allowed an extra 3/4 ounces more...but I suppose that bit of rain that drizzled later that afternoon nullified it?
All evidence points to what akin of me giving them weeds a fashion make-over as I saw those rascals (weeds, not people) sporting some blonde streak to their green overalls.
I shall not give much grievance to them weeds; just you wait. Hopefully not the next month or so I shall be on Round Two Operation Desert Blades.

So, anyway, back to 9am this morning, they (people, not the weeds anymore) bundled into my oddly scented and still dirty car and off we went to Aulong market, which I practically has not even seen it before in my supposed 30 year ever since moving here when I was a wee lad. It was a lengthy affair as Michelle was getting some clothes from the stalls; and by noon (finally) we swung by the church and dropped off the pastry blessing to the office and Ps. B before heading our way to town for fruits and packed meals.
Ps. B was surprised that I have been helping Michelle out for about 2 months now (give or take) and my weekly routine (minimum once a week) of picking her up for appointments, bank runs, mixed food & fruit runs, and other miscellaneous things.

With the sun running up I suppose I dropped them back at Zenith Park (awesome name for a housing area eh) and drove homeward by 2pm. Practically drained of batteries and postponed things (and thangs) pending and had a pretty good nap, thank God!

Heidi's birthday week / The Dark Tower with memories of her

Happy birthday Heidi. Another birthday we didn't get to celebrate for you. I couldn't remember what did I do last year, I suppose I might be watching (or kept it till then) 11.22.63 to reminisce your fond memory, then. With the heavier schedule (well, mine. and also the slew of S.King's movie /series adaptation) this year, I've been constantly reminded how great it would be to go through these favorite adaptations and general releases and of course, what the family has been going through.

And with the new seasons of the Arrowverse (and the amazing part is Harry has started Arrow all by himself this week too, will wait a bit to let him know that we watched it on your final few months) coming back this week as well; I need to get around to watch at least one of the following that I've been keeping about when I am in a proper mode (aka distractions nada mode)  

Thus far I've been keeping your much-awaited Pirates of the Caribbean 5(or 4 if you prefer to call it) and the much-surprising The Dark Tower. Well, it was fortunate of me to be blessed with a screening of IT earlier the month, and it was superb indeed and I am sure you would be happy with the new adaptation of splitting the 2 timelines apart, as I did.

I finally watched The Dark Tower, amidst the negative reviews online and various bashing and those click-baitey '10 Worst Movies of 2017' nonsense that almost always has a thumbnail of this movie.
That's why we can't have nice things, eh?

Fantastic cast for Roland (I mean, Idris Elba is a joy to watch, and never failed like EVER!) and certainly Matthew McConnaughey (bah, sorry hard to spell and can't be bothered to check) exudes the sexiness of Marten/Randall Flagg/The Man in Black(okay too many names right?), and certainly the 'extra' flashback scene of reciting the gunslingers' creed with papa gunslinger sent goosebumps to finally hear it on a beautifully sequenced movie. Oooh! (good thing the blue-lit bullets/sandalwood guns were only added to the awesome trailer, and not for the movie HA!)

As I was watching it, my mind's eye (ear) did recall and re-imagined you pausing between scenes to check or say something is missing from this adaptation as with any other in the past, and most certainly "where is Susannah & Eddie" even I do admit I felt it when I look at the screen time of hour and a half.
Nevertheless, I am sure you will enjoy it too, as we know most definitely a bullet to Walter O'Dim would only keep him/it down for a while, and I am sure (hopefully there are sequels) the ka-tet would be complete on the next few movies.

I am sure, too, that you would beam when I'd tell you there will be a TV series prologue based off our favorite Wizard & Glass with the same cast (wow) ,well, only Idris Elba haha!

Until then, I say thankya sai and Happy Birthday up there, A Chi

October-ytes

clearing my desktop time of the week, instead of just dropping some of these in their respective folders (and forget about them for some time) I suppose that little voice/or maybe just reminded about what a few persons did say to me, 'dude, how about you start your portfolio?' well, not in that sentence as-a-matter-of-fact, it generally meant that as I answered myself in their own voices/finishing their sentences whenever I have these little snippet epiphanies such as these. It is completely normal, ain't it?

Or it least I get my constant reminders. It still matter if I actually do something about it, eh? which I normally wouldn't and the cycle completes itself and further along someday another improv-ed mini epiphany would roll about.

anyhow,. as I am in the midst of playing about the few site-makers today, (kinda long overdue-d yet without a deadline kinda thing; however I shall prevail today, fingers-crossed) and so I have my hands full and shall proceed to upload and store some of my digital designs that I am not-too-ashamed-of-to-share these few weeks back and by golly I did quite a bit in this period. Praises to Your name!

with translatin' assistance from Harry!

October is for Thor:Ragnarok, nobody got my reference of the color, oh well, November will have to be that team-up movie for them DC members to catch then

some of the marketing collateral for FGB event

I've started to get church-assigned graphic tasks too, yay!

Chance

Away
He looked at me, troubled. But he kept his composure and smiled. Tried to, as he had tried the days before when he got over late to see me. It isn't fooling me, I know something is broken, something is broken inside him. I wish I could tell him it will all be alright. That I don't blame them, and I understand.
We went for a walk, and that was a good walk as good as all the walks we ever had. The breeze was soft as feathered throws and with it came a crisp scent of thousand blades of grass. There wasn't a hint of rush and it did seem as he lingered and waited with me being present. A long walk it was, where words does not matter, just enjoying each other's presence.
Had a simple snack and then it was time for me to go. A quick hug from them as they alternately packed my stuffs onto the car, that memory lingered on as my legs ascended the car and the smell of this clean car as I looked at them from the outside and away from their separateness.
That was the last time I saw Daddy.

Survived!

Thank God!
Survived a massive feat indeed this Independence Day.
Did a good 3-Courser (with 2 variations each) for 50 pax today for the youths' Get Together event. I mean, yeah, a 50-pax, it should be okay right? But then again, cooking from home, and from a single stove? 

Did it in under 6 hours, heck, and I was toasting the breadstix from the midget-of-a-toaster, well, I had help from Ma since she got worried (as ever) and yeah, little bit of help meant so much indeed.

All in all it was brilliant, praise God!

Summer Chronicles

Had to settle for the title as I mentally calculated that I indeed would've made a mistake in titling it as The Autumn Song (mayhap I was thinking of the song by MSP when I reminded myself on putting an oft-delayed entry today, what with my increased 'work' load these ever fulfilling days.

I have been away from this tab for a while, and as the last line of the previous paragraph indicated; it certainly was a fulfilling great many days of the past 2 months (right?, i suppose, recollection of days are indeed weak as there were numerous highlights, praises be to God)

I shall keep it in chronological order (as I am planning to re-trace my photo gallery for hints and well, not missing out on testifying on His great works in my life) 

June

I finally did away with my awkward 'stache (2 year's old thereabouts) and back to the 'olde clean shaven me on the first day of June. Went for a prayer meet that night, and kinda realized my folly when I said I am done with the first half of the year and for a renewed 'me' for the 2nd part of the year and yeah, it wasn't entirely half of 2017, yet, no?

Anyway, for records' sake I suppose it was a good thing I took selfie with Samuel, I suppose he must've shared /spammed it to his whatsapp contacts since :)

Went for the Kingdom of God (KOG) camp, and it was an enriching experience indeed, from the start of the journey (made a few BEH sandwiches : Bacon Eggs Ham for the trip and by golly I need to make these to sell it is so darn good and filling!) and all the way back from Melaka. 

God is Awesome, had another round of orders and took some instagrammable pics of the mini-sandwiches that month, and Ma continued on with her Praise Hand Exercises at Sunshine.
Raya came and went, and I made a series of e-cards for friends and I certainly fell in love with the lameness of my 'cat-upat' series of cards this year.. and it was indeed a blessing too, I finally got to an open house my first in years and stuffed myself silly with them Raya goodies.

the haram breakfast sandwiches packed lunch

6am Worship @ KOG 2017

customary tourist photo of the infamous Longkang See Hum (Clams; Drained, lol)

KOG 2017

oh my, Figs!

the YP practicing for the year-end concert

YA posters up!

went for Wonder Woman with Joshua, and this is his idea for a pre-movie snack..genius! aka Sausage Lover

Harvest Time! Thank You Lord

obligatory Before & After pic

July

By the time July rolled over, I'd be fair as the spiritual warfare has certainly piled up and praises to God for the strength, courage and love, and as I am looking back at the mo', things really did happen and I for certain have no idea how'd I survived.
Let's see, went to the mega-huge healing rally Supernatural at Kelana Jaya Stadium, and that certainly was my first trip back to Klang Valley for the good part of these life-changing year and a half. I was blessed enough to bless others (in my own small little way, thank you Lord!) and forgo all of my own plans (initially was thinking of driving down, getting bro-in-law or cousins or friends to go, in which prayers revealed to me to start small, like way smaller first) and it certainly was a trip indeed.
Massive rally I suppose in the region of 30k attended every night, the atmosphere was something of a first for me; and as I realized I should've walked about and try to look for old familiar faces as I am sure I should bump into old FGT members. God was certainly at work, as the weird thing about the weather (and its forecast) that it really was cloudy with of chance of meatballs rain (okay, I remember gorging on those swedish meatballs that day too) but there wasn't a single drop of rain, and moreover there were breeze blowing a bit as it wasn't entirely hot and humid on the pitch. God is Great!

July had another highlight as well, as I finally lead a worship session. No doubt I started small, it was for our YAH's home fellowship; and I said yes when asked to lead the worship, of course my jittery buttery fingers came later, but I suppose I did alright, He was with me, and I even did a program of sorts printed with lyrics. (August update: progressed to leading worship for the cell group last Friday, and I suppose I am getting a hang of it, hallelujah)

By the end of July, with ever-increasing design 'work', mainly for the YAH, and additional ministries; I found myself offering my help throughout the best part for the 6th edition of Pastor's Anointing & Anointing Gathering, a 5 day/4 nights event, with pastors and leaders from the country, Singapore and China. It was a spur of the moment thing from me, as I felt and convinced I shouldn't be idle (technically, I was busy already, but things for that week cleared up and seemed delay-able lol) and I offered my help to the staffers and I found myself as chauffeur, tour guide, pseudo-translator (Mandarin, no less, amigo!), transporter, packer, porter, bellboy, runner, usher, sorter, of course body catcher, all thrown into one I suppose. Tiring, no doubt, but it was such an experience to serve in any small way I could.
Met a good deal of pastors from everywhere, of course I was a tad too shy to ask for selfies with everyone. There was another set of breakthrough as well; Ma & Dad went for the whole nine yards of this year's PAAG (apparently they were invited before but they never did attend) and since then, both of them has been hit with renewed fire and all praises to The Lord for His time. Praises to Your name!
And I followed it up on the final day with getting ingredients and made 2 pasta dish (and a salad) for the night's YAH fellowship, what a day. Thank you Lord!

One Utama's Secret Garden - finally!

oh golly, old favorite - Kanna's Curry House PJ

some random pic of the queue for food at PAAG 2017

visited Ps. Andrew as he got home after his heart bypass. Praises for healing

a bunch of bands before the trip

Like Smoke

MayDay - Like Smoke

This song has been a staple in my playlist ever since I found it a couple of years ago. The arrangements and the mysterious nature of my own feeble interpretation of the lyrics (yes it is marginally weak my command of said language) that really intrigued much and prompted to search high and low for the translations. I suppose things might get lost in translation as I thought then when I successfully find it; but mayhap so, the lyrics bounced back and it hit home that this is by far my most favorite Mayday song.
I've been keeping a mental note to post it here since then, but seemingly May itself has been a great joyride for me and I certainly woke up this morning and remembered about it.

Year Two | A Clue To Nowhere & Everywhere | (I'm) Not Alone

And so, it has been 2 years, dear Sis.
Ma had been thinking about what you told her years ago about your vision to preach the Word to tens of thousands, and she likens the idea that you'd probably be having a ball of a time in doing so right now up there somehow.
We are doing good, by the blessing and grace of God, but I suppose you know that somehow.

We went and visit and tidy up the niche yesterday (sorry, too exhausted come night time when we reached home) and we got you 2 roses too for the shriveled up plant.
And I left a piece of treasure hunt clue for you, I reckon it should probably be gone by my next visit, but I am glad I did that treasure hunt in my memory of you, as I believe somehow there must be a reason for me to remember fondly of your love for Pirates of The Caribbean which coincidentally the 5th in the series opened last week; and your knack of organizing games and treasure hunts.
It certainly was a challenge as I've traced that I'd never made a treasure hunt before, but with His strength and 2 friends to help me out over the 5-6 days and I suppose I did a brilliant game, combining elements of Pirates (gold coin hunting n' bartering, clues , complete with language that you were curious on how I could read my facebook with years ago) and Biblical references (and fellowship) and also incorporating technology (+ mystery) into physical games such as this; and at the end of it, I really wished you'd get a slice of the action from your baby brother, somehow.

This year is going to be a treadmill of emotions, with our many shared favorites coming to remind me so much of your absence. We always talked about how unmake-able and ridiculous a Dark Tower movie/series would be; but this year it is getting its release; and the first trailer (with the stellar cast) really gets my hopes up to watch it in your memory. IT is coming too, dear Sis.
And of course Season 7 of GoT is this year, as is the many parallel tie-ins they'd be making for the years to come... although probably Mr. Martin wouldn't be bothered to actually sit down and write the books still.

I miss you, dear Sis. We all do.
I somehow believe in your demise had certainly shaped things to happen for all of us. All part of the grand set of things. If only you are still here, many things wouldn't have happened; Mum & Dad probably wouldn't be able to finally visit China (albeit the wrong province) for their mission trip, Ma probably wouldn't be writing her blog (yes, it is still recipes, she hasn't start on her many testimonials, and your memoir) and other writings, Harry would probably not been saved yet, and I for one wouldn't probably be back here to find my (sort-of) calling. And I know I would still be just another constant backslider, and never finding peace.

But I believe in His plans for all of us, and at times I'd wish it didn't turn out with you being the chosen one to be called home as early as this, but if then I'd never get around to doing His works from this year, and for the many years to come.
I shall take my solace in Him and in ranting out here once in a while, dear Sis.

May Part One

It certainly has been a great ride through most of this month of May.
What with a busy month indeed in my walk with Jesus, I suppose it didn't reach the heights of April in matter of remarkable-ness I suppose, but May has been very good and very busy too as things starts to click and fall in place; well, most of it anyway, and some are pretty much a starting point, and I am so waiting for the months to roll by for the fruits to bear.

No doubt, I've yet to do anything in my sandwich/or pasta-in-a-box distribution small-time business; and I've yet to produce a single sample edit of the intended label (though the idea for it has 'solidify' in a way as I built ideas upon ideas on how it should look like - in my head) somehow, there was a teeny bit that reflected back that maybe I wasn't meant to do it (the design) as the only 2 times I sat down in shape to start it with streams of ideas and words swirling; the internet broke. Kinda, you know, downtime. TWICE. not yet , Snake (cue Liquid Snake's voice at the back of my mind)
But then again, there were ideas to divert off making sandwiches for a living too , as apparent as I was playing with the idea to add Pastas-in-a-Box, and even colored | flavored spreads, to even something remotely (to me) as those Breakfast-in-a-Jar thingie. hmm, Baby Oats? Bah!

On the other front, I got my second 'order' for church refreshments the week before, and this round I managed to make a teeny tiny tidy profit, and with not much of a sore to carry for days, Hallelujah!
The most important part from that day would probably be me accepting the numerous thanks from everyone, I mean, previously I was being shy about it (whenever someone thanked me for the blessing) and tried to let them know that it wasn't a blessing per se; since I do get paid for the effort, etc, it's not like I paid for everything. But I came to realize that , hey, Thanks be to God, for He has enabled and strengthened me to do this the night before for hours (minimum 5 hours + hours of planning and driving about town) and no doubt, I practically earn around RM20 that covers my gas money for the week, (ok, last week I made about RM30 or so on top of my gas money) and yes, it is way lower than what I'd somehow technically earn if I so wish to be employed for? Also, with RM150 I suppose the church saved a bit of moolah instead of buying other refreshments. right?
Should've kept it to heart of what Ps. Bernard said last month something along the lines of "..blessing of 5 Star sandwich on a 1 Star price.." right?

I've also started participating to help with the church's Young People team; in preparation for their year-end youth concert. It really dawned on me to not being choosy (of wanting to help, but only the next edition which coincides with the 20th Anniversary of first ever youth concert that I co-emceed way back in '98) and immerse and offer what little I can in the meanwhile to learn the ropes and familiarize with. Today will be my third meet with them, and I really gotta go. Pack up the laptop for a bit of design work later after YP before tonight's YA meet, (not conducive to come back and go again at night I suppose)

That Birthday Last Week

As I keep postponing the darn post; it seems inevitably heading towards The Abyss of Nearly-Written & Half-Misses, thus lo and behold, it has already been 1 week since my birthday. Part of the reason was I subconsciously was pushing the actual deed of (waving the white flag and) shaving off all manner of facial hair silky smooth down the southern hemisphere of my face as I was going for a Before & After pic, then. But alas I've kept myself overtly busy the past week or so, and as evidenced with my dismal return on this weblog (sporadically declined as much as I'd wanted to keep my entries fresh and varied) I've been away from re-activating these tabs (yes I keep both tabs from both accounts running suspended via The Great Suspender)

And as I've recently deduced, I have actually grown less 'addicted' to the things I like to do. I mean I still like doing it, but not so much these days, as I realized (and adamantly insisted) I am never addicted to these things, it is something I like to do, (of course, I'd rate The Hoarding bit as more of a bondage, compared to my actual interests heh!) and somehow these days are practically Strange Magic to me as I am happier to not indulge so much in my favorite past-times. Brainwashed, you might say? No! Not at all. It just doesn't fulfill me that much, really. Sure, at times I'd be so into it, but as it wore on, I hardly recollect much of it in my thoughts. I mean, I still do it because I am used to it / like it (and probably rave about it) , but it doesn't occupy much of time there after (unless those hoarded items..)
Case in point is Guardians of The Galaxy, Volume 2. Sure, I love the heck of the movie and the Awesome Mix #2, and I even went and watch it on the first day. Would I watch it again? (perhaps, but not really because of my current state) I still talk about it, however I need a moment longer to process how was it (thank God I have a good memory of how'd the movie go) and that's it.
Now on to the myriad of TV Series that I follow, I kinda like keep 'em around (as I told a friend, it seems as if I am stashing 'em for rainy days) and as I recalled from my earlier post/list, I am pretty sure most of it has dropped down the level of importance/must-watch-ness. Sure, the eagerly awaited American Gods is the exception (but hey, it was the pilot last week, so give it time before I drop it a peg or two) and it is brilliant btw.

So what exactly has happened to me?
Something good indeed.
I am sure.

There's a reason He called me back to Taiping, and as time goes, pieces of His plans are comprehensible to me.
Well, I've to keep this re-write short I suppose.
Until then, happy belated birthday to me,

30+ years in Taiping and I never knew of this shop. Awesome halal signature side-dish. Man!

Week of blessings continued. Made a 2nd batch of Pasta with Sausages (as I warmed to the idea it is ok to copout and do Pasta with Sausages) and bless'd a brother before his journey. I fed him good !!

Gay doesn't it? Caught up with a dear old BFF for a good 3 hours over 2 lattes. 

Guitar Zero

Played 4 venues this week ~ The Guitar Zero

Hah!
Was looking forward to put the above statement when I was mid-way through. It certainly could've been a rockstar's noteworthy tweet, ain't it?
So how did I, a.k.a Mr Guitar Zero found myself playing so many times this week, (in fact it was 5 occasions in a space of 6 days, starting from last Sunday) I suppose I have to count my blessings.

First round was 2 nights in a row for a wake service. Well, Dad got roped in to help with a wake service and it certainly was a first for me to play at a wake service; and Chinese hymns too! The Lord certainly guided through and through on the melody and I suppose I did alright.

Second round was the usual Old Folks' visit; however it was completely different to warrant a bit of worry as well. It so happened that Pastor Andrew, my new guitar-hero (grandmaster sensei! hii-yah!) was not available as he was in Penang; thus so it fell to us 3 to lead the worship; and somehow Mom & Dad decided to choose all 4 'new' songs that we've never played to them before. Oh well, that went alright considering I had ample time (since I had a day off playing on Tuesday to look the songs for Wednesday and Thursday) and with God guiding the rhythm it went through like a cool swig of coconut water (Amen!)

Third round on Thursday was a biggie. Out of the blue, on I think on Tuesday noon, Dad called up and told me I am to assist in playing the guitar for their Pastors Fellowship meet and Pastor Andrew will text me the playlist later on. I was like, WHAT? oh, ok....maaaaybe alright?
Playing for their worship? Where everyone is a Reverend, mostly? I'd have to admit, I was a bit worried, but with His strength I see reason why should I be afraid? This is a good opportunity , and of course I've been getting a lot of practice in (although different songs and languages) and with God being with me, let's do dis!!!!
It somehow prompted me to record a test version for Pastor Andrew to check if I got the songs right, in which I sent it via whatsapp for him to sample.
Very bad recording as I just recorded it as is and without proper gears too, (I should ask around or Google how do people do it nowadays eh?) and since it was originally so soft, I mixed it all together and rendered it with higher decibels on Audacity.


Of course it was funny, the versions I found were slightly hip, and yeah I somehow played it pretty upbeat; and they were singing it like the traditional hymnals as it were, which good thing enough I could be of the alertness to notice and switch my strumming way way slower. It was brilliant too as the gang of pastors of numerous denominations were gathered to worship and pray; and certainly gave me the notion to assist them in any way that I could.

By mid-day of Thursday, I thought that must be it, I've had an awesome eye-opening week thus far, and when I was asked if I could play for Friday's Cell Group meeting, I was like doing a Thor's YES from the trailer of Thor:Ragnarok. Oh well, it turned out to be a short worship as I was given just 1 song to play, (and I think I like my acoustic take on the song, as I somewhat added a bass line on some parts of the song) given that we have a movie screening this week.

I survived!
What a week this is. As I re-collect my thoughts as I shared twice ever since, I've been blessed to have the chance to play so often this week, it certainly is a fun process in my journey. I managed to ball up and tell my schoolmates when I hung out with them on last night (after Cell Meeting) and today when I was brainstorming designs for Young Adults; which I'm doing.
Thank you Abba Father.

Hmm, I've been weblogging consecutively too, eh?

The Hunt (of a substitute...smartphone)

And so, March was also the month the trusty ol' 'primary' phone started its real reminder that it must not go on for any longer.
I mean yeah, it still works.... whenever it feels like it. Ha! It kinda makes me drawing the similarities of it to those staffers that practically thought they owned a stake in the establishment; y'know those types that basically goes AWOL and un-guiltily waltz in whenever convenient? Yep.

Anyway, the whole malaise with it is that it has deteriorated to a level it no longer charges properly as it should be. Being a pretty handy google-r, it boils down to the charging port is faulty (which could be cleaned, if lucky or worse) and it's just a matter of luck after numerous pulling out the battery and plugging it back on in anticipating of the red flash or green charging animation.
I did ask a shop guy deemed friendly enough (certified honest by mois; since he is the guy Mom got her tablet from months back) and he told me since there are minute cracks of the screen; such operation would bear a risk of fubar-ing the said screen inevitably bringing up the repair costs and the cheapskate in me was considering options and, yeah the major seems to be to kiss it goodbye and (hopefully) upgrade! Yes. how wrong I was.

I've been away from actually giving an actual toss of the latest gadgets, really. I mean, to a level where I still know which is (which) and is a coming soon model , by name I suppose, of the biggest few (sorry, low memory dictates I can't recall what else aside from the impending Iphone 8's and Galaxy 8's; and er, well, possible maximum RAMs of recent high-end devices I suppose, too) and those upcoming-brands-with-awesome-specs-on-paper-yet-you-are-too-scared-to-check-out's.
I've been on occasion read about these other brands too; and I would like to think that I am sort of 'techie' enough to know tech specs (ehem) but just you know, when one has virtually no intent on owning them, these information are just for, say, probable conversation piece? Looks-wise, I am running a realization that my comprehension of some smartphone's designs (come on, there's just too many, amiright?) are as bad as how I'd differentiate cars. (which I am pretty terrible at, since cars are never a thing that I like, y'know sometimes men aren't car junkies/enthusiasts mmkay?)

It was inevitable that I'd be overwhelmed by the sheer amount of smartphones available; and add to the fact that I have only maybe slightly over half the intent to get a new one (in which I am still struggling to decide between a pre-loved or refurbished or a definitely low-end new unit) and the rather pointless diversions checking out those premium models' specs for research purposes.
I suppose whenever I have the spare little time this month I was basically researching and comparing my probable next phone.

To make it so goshdarnit hard is that there are simply too many options and questions; and the suitability of course. I am pretty much a decently heavy user per se; the usual works; browser, social medias, music & video player, electronic reading materials of dubious origins, amateur photography (okay, not exactly on point, but yeah. NO SELFIE and certainly not an avid photog guy too) some games whenever, and whichever productivity applications.
But I guess the main reason to get it working is basically getting the bloody phone to work so I could get the instant messaging up, since I am being drawn into the many church chat groups these days, other than that, I had most of substituted (back) to the laptop anyhow; yes I use Whatsapp Web for convenience at home (and no autocorrects, except maybe the cat's butt-typing) but taking pictures isn't conducive to lug around Ma's tablet eh?

In justifying the need of favoring a change rather than taking the gamble to repair said phone; it isn't in the best of shape for some time; it looks ruggedly worn with dents and cracks and even the protective er, protector hasn't seen better days with its lengthwise cracks.
It lost its WIFI for about a year now; same goes with the Hotspot, Bluetooth and other connectivity, except the last one standing - Mobile Data. Camera is functional, so that's what I've been snapping with and manually transferring to the computer for edits.
Besides these flaws, it has served me pretty well the most of the years; and even being maimed off its WIFI I still manage to get a decent amount of things done.

I'm somewhat in favor of gambling for a decent mid-range pre-loved over a new low-end, as I don't see myself going overboard for a new mid-range. A top range is something I'll aim for when I start to roll in cash HAHAH! obviously.
There are a few good top-range pre-loved of yester-years too (and these are somehow within my maximum amount of funds, in which I am in no favor of using up the bulk of it and resorting to save again for the little business) , and that's what gets me being thrown in the deeper end.
Decisions decisions.

I mean, come on. I could probably do some groundwork and check the couple of phone shops nearby for ideas, but in this age you should be doing your homework and search yourself and compare prices. Besides, I don't wanna be a dick of a customer with my ideal specifications under XX amount right?
RAM + Expandable Storage (of 64GB or more) = main criteria
Chip + Earpiece (don't know why, but not cables though lol) = secondary criteria
WIFI & Bluetooth = given criteria, I mean, of course.
Camera pixels + how strong the damn glass should be + how strong the battery should be (ahaks!) + Color (or even in Pink?) + carrier set/size of sim = other negligibles
I am also considering about moving back to an Iphone too, since I think I found some good deals of Iphone 5s'es and because this whole affair of getting a working whatsapp-able phone to work; it is definitely something that I could consider too. Oh well.

I should start a spreadsheet of the 'probable' devices arrayed with it's maximum External Storage (I will need to find a new home for the memory card, right?) and RAM's of above 2GB.
Yes, a simple spreadsheet, will somehow gets to comparatively easier to spot the differences.
And then I shall take my own sweet time(hopefully) and hunt!

line too slow to edit or meme it. but yeah, hunting ....

A Chance Meeting

yep. 1998, dang!

And thus so, continuing from yesterday's (Yes, I am!) missing elephant in the room, the other significant event that transpired last month was somehow a reunion of sorts; well, to be fair, it should be the *actual start of the reunion of sorts and of new beginnings.
Where do I begin with? It certainly is a mix bag of emotions and I'd really say this has been one of the most connected I am with my/this adopted town of Taiping.

These series of events started on one of the Sunday Service, (too lazy to get the exact dates, I mean, come on) it was a pretty cold and frosty morning I suppose as I pulled on a sweater and drove towards the gray skied path towards the hill. Hmm, wrong, that wasn't the day, I am confusing it up.
Anyhow, ah, yeah, I dug out one of my favorite shirts (which I haven't worn since back here) the night before and actually pressed it ; yes, that floral black shirt (circa 2003 i think) gets ridiculously crinkle-fries whenever whatever, and I'd just sewn back a missing button (circa 2010-ish I suppose from the numerous skullduggery nights that year, ah!) and basically raring to go with this new old favorite shirt that morning.
As it happened, I would go on and encounter an extremely rare traffic as I neared the church vicinity, which in itself is pretty much in the same ballpark of Stranger Things (yes the series, but not anything remote to what happened 'happened'  to me,..) as :
1) it's a Sunday morning.
2) it wasn't raining, and of any accidents
So that is weird, (that it happened that morning, not the why) as all those mornings to church I've never met with a traffic jam. In TAIPING, yo! (I mean, there are 'traffic jams' per se, nowadays, I suppose during rush hour since majority of roadworks here are predominately 2-lanes; nothing compares to KL, I suppose its much more akin to a mini jam in, say, internal part of Damansara Jaya type of jam?...I somehow miss proper city traffic jams though somehow,..)
Nevertheless, that morning somehow made me late (though I think I did alright, I was in a jovial mode happily praising and stuff, really!) as I made me way to see there ain't a single seat available in my usual mid-section and even the back; somehow I got ushered to sit at the 1st front way in front (which I never did; I'm always a 2nd or 3rd row person, in general) and since I was sitting in the front with 1 of the usher-er that somehow I would move to the middle aisle when it was the usual-greet-each-other-session....and that's when I said hello to a familiar-yet-a-face-that-you-know-you-don't-see-often-YET-you-know-you-should-know.

She must've got that same vibe as well, though it only ensnared her for a split second, as immediately I said something along the lines of 'Hi/Hello, God Bless You, I think I am suppose to know you?' I reckon she recognize my voice (?) and shrieked my name, which produced no reply but rather an exaggerated heeeeeeeyyy, OMG...hi, we talk later ok? Saved by the bell really. Sort of. She already said her name, phew! Lucky me.

So, it brings us a full circle to Jess. (of course I could not for the life of me remember her full name)
Being a pseudo-amnesiac (I don't suppose this term exists, but I really should define it as an involuntary selected memory loss?) I actually thought I knew her damn well ages ago.
But as the days went by and after a few nights out just hanging and absolutely catching up on each other's tales and fears and future and that blurry memory; it was certainly a chance meeting that we could've missed out either way; found out she was up til 5am (if I'm not mistaken) and could've just skipped church as easily as I could've just reached earlier and got a seat in my usual middle (4th row) seats and get smothered with more people surrounding me to meet & greet and don't get the opportunity to move to the other section. God had certainly made that meeting happened.

the only pic we took this time around, and with selfie noob looking anywhere but the cam, or maybe I was just sleepy?

+-*/


I suppose The Lord has a plan (of course!) and indeed I'd like to think all that happened is His way of showing me the signs.
I've had a vision in January when I was praying for the kids and youths of Taiping and with this revival of sorts in me(more on this some post later) I now have a plan to get myself ready and spark a proper 20th Anniversary (or some other name..) Reunion for those of us involved then to reach newer bloods and youths in this town.

What then shall we say to these things? If God is for us, who can be against us?
~ROMANS 8 : 31

The Madness of March & Onwards We Go

It certainly had been a brilliant month of March for me. I suppose I sort of preemptively prepared myself for a hectic one about the time mid February; as for one I do plan to start believing (and the whole works of talking myself into doing something) but boy, it pretty much was a curve-ball head-on and of course I survived to tell the tale; and also a bit of what transpired up til today nearing the middle of April, too.

I anticipated a heavier 'work' load as I know (and saying 'YES' to God) being actively involved with church and finalizing my menu would take a huge chunk of daily activities; somehow I stated to cut down on the many tv series, and comics I follow, and it was a timely thing indeed, as most of those shows were heading for their mid & season breaks (and Marvel's Iron Fist came and gone too, watched it staggered-ly over 5-6 days) and of course, the hoarder in me is still hoarding whichever is available; for rainy days y'know!

Aside from regularly attending Prayer Meetings (Wednesdays & Thursdays, with alternate Mondays &/or Tuesdays) I got myself properly signed-up in a Cell Group and the Young Adults too. (wasn't too keen, alas, I fall under the 40 year-old entry, so...yeah, it certainly is a blessing to be in this group too)
With these two groups I found myself in, it certainly has been a great way to actually get involved in the church and serve in whichever way. Now, I might not be no stranger to these, but it certainly has been a good many years since I was active in a church; timely so that I took the whole of last year to get acquainted spiritually (getting myself ready and still is) for the numerous roles I started filling.
The Lord has certainly blessed me with a few gifts as I think I was the only one of the new cell members to actually put 3 talents (oh course, I ain't exactly certified for it, just picked it up + decent amount of practice I suppose? Master of None) and of course I remembered I was mindfcuking myself of putting a bit too many when I know all 3 of them were self bumbled -taught.

And so that was that!
I've survived playing the guitar for a worship session with my Cell Group (yeah, I've been playing in front of crowd of Old Folks and that Christmas Carol-ing; but I've not been playing 'proper' English worship songs for years ok?) and of course it was a straight back-down from me to lead that session; reason being I am not that confident to lead as I haven't done so since 10+ years ago. Come to think of it, I doubt I actually led that many worship sessions (in the past) too.
I realized too, that I have a problem remembering chords and even the rhythm, these days. The best I could remember a complete song progression I suppose I'd somehow forget about it partially by the next week. Oh well, practice makes it better, huh?

I've also started to actually share my design works too. I mean I've given and told a few as of last year but I hadn't been brave enough to share my works as I am being skeptical with my designs, I suppose.
But!
I've started sharing that I could do some design work for the YA group; and actually did a couple of samples for an e-vite for next week's bowling (gah! I've never liked this 'sport'; but I am attending lol, things people do...) and with jittery fingers awaiting the committee to respond from the groupchat...it turned out pretty good I might say. Received a good bunch of kind encouraging words, Praise the Lord! I found myself having the thought to tell someone that I could, teach guide others on how to design, in the near future mayhap. Yeah I should totally help people to learn this kinda skill, huh?
Designing things also kinda got its' kick-start from the next 'talent';

I get to actually do something about my sandwich distributing plans! Of course, I haven't really sell it to the public; but I get to actually practice making it (and troubleshooting and finalizing) with my first contribution to the Cell Groups' potluck, which was a dry run before that weekend's Sunday service in supplying the refreshments after church. I certainly had a brillo 7 hours prep and making the 130 odd sandwiches on that Saturday night (which coincides with my first YA group meet earlier that night) and certainly with blood sweat tears and ache-y back, it was well-received by a lot of people, with various questions posed and practically got me embarrassed and smiling like an idiot. Of course I didn't get that much of a profit per se; but it is a matter of getting some work in and well, a way for my future 'wares' to get noticed.

actual menu for the day. luckily got a friend to help to print it as I couldn't find a printer the night before

making sammiches for CG makan-makan; Mom could snap a decent picture, hurray!

And so, that's basically March (and a little bit of April) for me. This post has gone far enough, I suppose I'll leave the other huge chunk for another entry.

Distant Dreamer

"Distant Dreamer"
Butler |Duffy

Although you think I cope
My head is filled with hope
Of some place other than here
Although you think I smile
Inside and all the while
I'm wondering about my destiny

I'm thinking about
All the things
I'd like to do
In my life

I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today

Even when you see me frown
My heart won't let me down
Because I know there's better things to come
And when life gets tough
And I feel I've had enough
I hold on to a distant star

I'm thinking about
All the things
I'd like to do
In my life

I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today
I'm a dreamer
A distant dreamer
Dreaming far away from today
Yeah I'm a dreamer

Big Loves, Small Loves

Hallelujah, I found courage. In what little it may be; it certainly was something for me. What transpired was I finally found the balls to speak in front of a crowd again since years ago (mayhap, decades?)
I stutter for a massive amount of years growing up; thus it made me into the introvert that I am. As a matter of fact, I'd generally list myself as an introverted extro (supposed to mean exactly that I could be extroverted if situation needs be; yet wasn't enough to grant a full -vert in the extrovert) but then again, as years gone by and by choice I suppose if I were to be choosing only 1, I've turned back onto my shell somehow.

I've been regularly helping out fortnightly at Sunshine Old Folks Home; aside from being the worst guitar player (but hey I am improving, I think) I'd also double as the photographer and subsequent graphic editor as well as the incumbent Bahasa translator (again, worse than guitar playing of course) and prayer warrior (of course)
We've been having some good results, and great feedback as we managed to save a few and there's even 4 of those from the other Home has been regularly attending the Baptist Church (arranged transport, hurray!) as they were baptized by last year's end.
As of yesterday, the minute we got there we were told of the demise of the oldest lady (she was 90-ish) a week ago; but discouragement didn't stick to us for long as soon as we finished the praise session, we managed to save 1 new member (transferred here last week)
By then, with the Lord's indication, we realized the remaining non-believer lady seemed full of vigor and enthusiasm for the songs earlier. We had been having chicken & duck conversations all these while as she didn't seem to comprehend much Bahasa in the past, and as how it panned out, when we started to talk to her, I found the chiropractor having his free time and he offered to help with translating to Tamil for the dear old lady. We decided to leave a message to Ps. Simon of Emmanuel Church for a proper Sinner's Prayer.
Praise the Lord!
The old lady, Letchumi, was there when we started these visits from Day 1, suppose she was moved as time went by; though it wasn't as smooth sailing; there were days that she'd follow along with the hand-waving (or thumbs-up) from the songs, but some days she'd be a bit reserved. She wasn't suffering from Parkinson's or anything of the sort; as it was evident she is conscious of where she was every time. (Clear case as we have another that is truly out of her wits; this Chinese madam that wasn't willing to listen to the gospel and with a gung-ho determination to ask for the time constantly and scheming for escape..albeit being absent-minded enough to pause whenever she gets the grill slid slightly)
Anyhow, the rest of the visit went by without me realizing a simple math equation...until I was compelled to share God's victory later that night.

I've continued to join all of the prayer meets for the year and this week was no different, we're on the 2nd week of our Queen Esther's Fast; and as it was inching closer to the end, Rev. Bernard opened the floor for testimonials/sharing/prayer requests. I've been contently sitting down quietly and listening as per usual; as I recalled, I must've last went up and share like years ago and that was when I was doing my bible course (I suppose) and inevitably it certainly does feel like a lifetime ago. Give or take 15 years? And most certainly I have this stutter lying deep in me (though I do think it is well suppressed as I grew up older) though for occasions I've been pretty decent imho speaking to a crowd or even presenting on stage (nope, I don't emcee professionally unlike my siblings) but the major factor as I examined myself now is that I'm a silent person; by nature and by choice.

Perhaps it was Rev. Bernard that said something along the lines of you have to speak of God's glory...in order to glorify His works in you (he wasn't implying me, and no, he wasn't pushing but it was an encouragement, really!) that I felt stirred. I've had urges to share on numerous occasions since January but I chickened out; which I felt bloody guilty when I was confessing on the next quiet time, or rather I justified myself for being silent/ be it thinking that why should I go up and tell when I know the Lord has/will my thanks anyway?
But not this time.
With His guidance, I waltzed over after slightly knocking over the chair in front of me; to the front of the congregation that I am still getting to know and by then I realized I will definitely not remember important details(since I never structured one in the first place); but with a quick recollection of thoughts as Pastor Bernard introduced my background son of Pastor Tan abcdefgh1234567 that I placed my mouth and memory to dictate to God and held the mic a tad too low I think.
A personal achievement was I know I remembered to thank God as I mayhap drawled on the details of the day's victory; as we were down by one, God provided 2 souls to save! Hallelujah

I suppose this qualifies as small loves/big loves; I've been happier ever since doing these visits; especially encouraged whenever a new believer comes along. Of course there were setbacks, mostly in the case of an elderly that accepted Christ through us but before we could plan a baptism he had already departed but the family members weren't aware of our works and went ahead in arranging a non-christian funeral. But we are still learning as we go along and we're applying our shortfalls.

Powerless; the surprise package

I am pretty behind on my series these days; and I am very sure I will be further behind in the months to come. At times I do question myself am I really watching a wee bit too much TV series?
No, I am dead certain I am not even close to borderline TV addict, but no doubt, I kinda follow a mean (and ever expanding) list of series. Technically week-in week-out, but it doesn't necessary means I am spending an obscene amount of time watching it (and certainly not like any real addicts who sits in front of the idiotbox day-in/out) as I tend to watch only when time permits. In which whenever I do, it was in time : short period to a maximum of say 4, standard episodes (standard I suppose are those above 40 mins under 50 mins episodics)
Even binge-worthy flicks from Netflix; took me about 3-4 days I suppose in the case of the pilot season of Stranger Things & Luke Cage last year. (Ok I admit, both Season 2's of Narcos & Daredevil took 2 nights I think, but those were start of the year; when I was still transitioning from the old life)

Anyhow, towards the end of last year, I've started to relegate a few of those weeklies to my Watch When You Are Free / Season Is Complete as my-then pull list was bulging (I suppose) and yeah, I managed to catch up to all of it by the years' last quarter when most shows were on break (sort of)
With the start of the new season and the subsequent new series this year, I've somehow segregated a few more from Top Priority Watch Today Tonight  list to the previous folder; on a weekly basis.
Of course, with the recent culling of my duplicates* , I've been pretty careful with my management of these files and somehow slows down my "Movie/Series Time".
This week itself I've started to put all 4 of the CW-verse shows in the Not So Top Priority list, and my mental note is getting confused of sorts on where my "Previously, on...." is, too.
This list has expanded, in part being prudent with my daily data usage (ok, I am trying) and thanks to my self-imposed discipline (whoa? surprise!) of not watching anything during the day nada yada; and somehow it covered shows like The Flash especially; since it is no longer sits on top of my weekly pull.

As it stands : Series for Jan & Feb 2017
Watch When You Are Really Free
Gotham : continuing the trend from previous season of catching half seasons whenever accumulated.
Lucifer : ditto
Quantico : same
*MacGyver : its ugh, predictable, but I suppose an alright watch when absolutely nothing better to do
Ash vs Evil Dead : hah! completely forgotten about this, oh well, next up, I guess

Not So Top Priority 
The 100 : always with the cliffhangers, so I tend to collect at least 2 episodes before a single go
Blindspot
Marvel's Agents of SHIELD : dropped down here ever since the winter break sans Ghostrider
Supergirl : Massive improvement and could've gone up to the top tiered list, if not for my status quo
The Flash : hits a new low this time around, I still enjoy it I mean, but...
DC's Legends of Tomorrow : much better too
Arrow : I kinda prefer this for the first time ever since their shows multiplied
*Legion : okay to be fair I meant to save it for the right mood per se
*Riverdale : this technically is on the other list, but it tends to be available much later in the day, so it inevitably falls under this category, and yeah it actually shouldn't be that highly ranked anyway with its same-y formula of teen over-the-top drama and archaic stereotypes (moody teen, queen bees, bitchy over-achievers, everyone has a secret)... but it is based off the much-loved Archies world, so...yeah.

Top Priority Watch Today Tonight
*Powerless : yes, the surprise of the lot. I mean I am surprised that I found myself looking forward to it. Given that it is only on its 4th episode, and with a much annoying mold of comedy stereotypical supporting casts, this show shines to me as it is funny, at least as a parody of sorts and a much needed change (for me) since I've stopped catching up on 2 Broke Girls and err Fresh Off The Boat (is this still on?)
Nevertheless, Alan Tudyk is really the backbone of this show (like how important his K2SO was in Rogue One, as the comedic relief imho)
The Walking Dead : usual suspect

*denotes new series

Granted, the ones that are on those spots (heeey, I still occasionally watch something during the day when I am not out / and the internet is down somehow, or whenever I could go without a nap) are replaced by both new series.

Man, I am watching a wee too many things somehow eh?
oh there's another list or two:

Good thing these are on season breaks / and comingsoons, phew!
Limitless
iZombie
Vikings just finished alrighty!
Shannara Chronicles
Fear The Walking Dead
Preacher
Into The Badlands
Sense8
Stranger Things
Westworld
Iron Fist & The Defenders yay!
American Gods
and of course, Game of Thrones

Animated Series, Kevin
Archer
Adventure Time
One Punch Man & Voltron (gah, I missed the 2nd season!)
Ultimate Spider-Man
The Venture Bros

Overkill, when you add up the movie flicks, and weekly comics.
As I am looking at this nonsensical list, perhaps it was all a manner of keeping up with my torrents. Yeah, a hoarder is always a hoarder.

p/s Yay, EFL Cup Champions! Glory Glory!