wo chi bao le

I learnt a new cure for the hiccups.

or rather, I learnt of the existence of a supposed cure for the hiccups.
Earlier this afternoon I was recounting a story of my evening of hiccups.

Late saturday nite, after the pre-requisite reunion dinner, I headed down to Acid bar with Jac, Ian and Shuhei. Val and Ian dropped by later. :D

anyway, after a few drinks and some calamari I developed a case of the hiccups. The usual hold your breath and look up at the sky trick didnt work and i was getting very tired of the constant muscle spasm. You know how hiccups are damn devious.
I though i had got the better of them, when all of a sudden, without warning, Michaela, Acid's musician for the nite, had just ended a song, and silence settled over the bar, "Urp!" an extremely, uncharecteristic, malu-atingly loud Hiccup escapes into the already ominous silence.

but i digress.

"Wo Chi Bao Le" mandarin for "I have eaten enough"

repeated 5 times is an instant but highly odd cure for the hiccups. or so Jbean says.
i'll remember that before the next time i malu myself in a bar.

edit: I hiccuped my way to a stiff neck.

Warhol with a Red Nose

Who Should Paint You: Andy Warhol

You've got an interested edge that would be reflected in any portrait You don't need any fancy paint techniques to stand out from the crowd!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

You Are Rudolph

Sweet and shy, you tend to be happiest when you're making someone else happy. Why You're Naughty: You sometimes stick that nose where it doesn't belong Why You're Nice: Christmas would be a sad affair without you!

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

O and O

This is a story of On and Off, or rather the real reason why there are no Singaporean-Italian Mobsters in my lil Island Country.

Mebbe they're smart enough not to admit it. If there were, i can imagine a typical day, when our above mentioned mobsters are closing up shop for the day...

mafia don: "vincenzo...."

mafia thug: "si don calzone?"

mafia don: "did-a yous-a off it?"

mafia thug: "off-a wat-a don calzone?"

mafia don: "what i told-a yous-a to off before-a leaving the house-a!"

mafia thug: "si don calzone..i axked Jimmy to do it"

mafia don: "ah ya yie. Jimmy he didnt off it like i told-a yous-a!"

mafia thug: "me's a sorry don calzone! ill-a off the light myself next time-a!"

note: Anyone want to do a hokkien translation?

Plastic and Pretty

Here it is.

After sitting in the studio for about 2 months cos i couldnt find the time to go down and do the necessary adjustments and tweaking.

Custom Pedal Board:
1/2" Perspex - Clear
Approx 18" * 12".

Routed three 3/4" channels to slip patch cables through, so that everything ends up a bit neater.
Pedals are attached with velcro strips.

Next Steps:
Sand down the underside to get a matte finish which is not see-thru.

Up Next:
Prototype 2 - angled pedal board

I'm thinking about making a smaller version that would fit just 3 pedals, a tuner and have a foot print of less than a square foot.

B'cos of its odd dimensions, I'm now searching for custom bag makers. Initially wanted a solid aluminum hard case, like those pro camera cases. After a little research.. they are bloody ex lah!. So the next step is to find a bag maker who can make custom soft cases. Anyone know where I can get the done? drop me a comment!!! I asked a previous boss if he had any idea where I could get that done and the conversation that ensued, needless to say, ended up going very off tangent.

Edmund says:
erm could do with some spraying hehe

gravity.is.grave says:
first prototypemight sand down the bottom so its not see thru

Edmund says:
ya. will it take the stomping?

gravity.is.grave says:
1/2 inch perspex

Edmund says:
ok as long as you dont get any fat punk guitarists haha

gravity.is.grave says:
hah.. i want to attach a light fixture

Edmund says:
lol

gravity.is.grave says:
so I can see wat knobs im tweaking in th dark

Edmund says:
oh i though you mean put neon light underneath

gravity.is.grave says:
HAHAHAHAH

gravity.is.grave says:
eh... might work

Edmund says:
then add one pedal for nitrous sound

Edmund says:
psssheeeoowww

gravity.is.grave says:
lol

Edmund says:
and spoilers

gravity.is.grave says:
and side skirting

Edmund says:
Initial D Minor

Thanks Ed!

So yeah, i had quite a bit of fun on this first prototype. On to more stuff!

indignant

trust is such an important commodity
how can i do my best when i feel you dont let me run
empower me but pull back on my leash

do u want me to sit, rollover and play dead?


think again dude.

On Suspense

A few days ago I made a post about a sales person who couldn't really pronounce "email"

Well, I was just reminded of this incident that happened at least a year ago.
I boarded the number 16 bus headed home from Plaza Sing. I sat behind this couple who had also boarded the same bus. This is the conversation that followed...

girl: "wah! just now that movie really keep me on suspending"
guy: "no, thats just bad english, your grammar is all wrong"
girl: "no meh?"
guy: "yes, you shouldnt say 'on suspending'!"
girl: *stares at guy with puzzled look*
guy: "it's not 'on suspending'... it's 'on suspense'!"

me: *stifles laughter by coughing violently*

and they say Singaporeans have a good command of the eeenglish language!


btw, long lunches rock.

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt I'm after you.


well not literally of course. today's post is in homage to the gargantuanormous booboos that I personally have made when I was a poor unemployed schlob trying to get a half-decent (read: paying) job. (currently i'm a poor employed schlob!) In any case I'm sure that many of us have have to go through several days of torment when writing our first CV, and typing out our first cover letters.

A good friend of mine who shall remain nameless, is currently attempting to upgrade schlob status. after several nights of tearing hair out and mangling komputerkeyboards, finally completed her resume (which I think is pretty awesome for a schlob). The next phase would be to start sending her resume out. Like most of us in recent times would most likely send out our self-composed-blow-your-own-horn pieces out via email. And with email, comes a multitude of stupid things that you can do to screw your chances with a prospective employer.

I present to you, 4 reasons why I didnt get *that* job.

Reason 1
"....thank you for your time, please find attached a copy of resume...."

* then promptly forgets to attach resume *

* hits the send button *

Reason 2
I use MS Outlook for email... so...

"Dear Sir ..."

* presses CTRL Enter by mistake, which sends the email *

Reason 3
Sent the wrong cover letter to the wrong person.

Reason 4
I did Reason 1 at least twice, Reason 2 about five times, Reason 3 at most four times I think.

I'm sure there are other stupid things I did. but these were among the dumbest.

Dear nameless, please do not emulate me.

EMEW!

*phone rings*

me: hello?

sales_person: hello sir, are you the IT manager of your company?

me: yes, how can I help you?

sales_person: my name is (i've forgotten), from (some company), i need your emew address...

me: *stifles laughter*

yeah.. tuesdays after a public holiday suck.

QRST-WXYZ

And now for the Final Chapter

Q is for Queens.
and queers and questionable alignments

R is for Rimming.
and are those REAL?

S is for Spoon
and sluts, spit/swallow, sixty-nine.

T is for Tickle
and thongs, trannies and TITs (of course, on trannies you can ask the R question)

U is for Underwear
especially the no frills kind that you can Untie

V is for Vinyl
not the kind you listen to tho! also vibrators, vaginas and viagra

W is for Woody
and I don't mean Allen or Harrelson. Just some Wanton Watersports

X is too obvious, go think of your own
Y is for Yoni
Z is for Zoophillia


and thats the end of the perverted alphabits!