An hour flight to Sing,
Spotted! Mr. J and Le SoccerChick picking out footwear at a snazzy shopping plaza. J be nimble, J be quick, J better get them shoes by this week! XOXO?
Yes!! bloggers and bloggerettes! I recently went on a “shopping assignment” with Jaryn, owner of JomJaryn (You know mostly girly girl stuff…insert BIG sigh here). With a spring in our steps (and a gaping hole to my wallet... insert BIGGER sigh here) we manage to search for this cute pair of shoes from VINCCI. (I was like OWE-EM-GEE!!! Those are just so cute!....insert BIGGEST sigh here)
Accompanied with a meal (A girl’s gotta’ eat) at Dave's Deli (watch the calories girls~!) we ended the day with some of my manhood still intact! However it was all jolly good fun!
P.S: Jaryn I owe you meals!!
Yeah I know it’s crazy but I think it’s worth a shot. But in my defense I was bored to I got the NERF gun.
I would like to call out all Malaysian of NERF guns owners to step up and be counted. For the rest of you who don’t know what NERF is please go the link I provided (TO THE SMARTASS: yeah I know it’s been around like forever but please give people a chance) Maybe someday Malaysia might have their very first NERF war.
Paintball hurt? , so why don’t you convert?
So here is the first Malaysian headcount (i think). My friend pandababyking and I. Here is our arsenal. If you are interested in getting a NERF gun in Malaysia please visit your local Toys “R” Us store near you. If there is another source please advice in the comment section.
The Firefly
The Maverick
After my little signpost fiasco, I felt a certain connection to all signposts in service at our streets. Ever vigilant and unyielding, they have stood tough against all odds. Driving down Dickens Street I spotted one of their fellow comrades. Although still standing tall, I couldn’t understand what it was trying to tell me.
Mike Myers returns with more coughing and tummy cramps due to laughing. The Love Guru finally hits Malaysian shores (We Malaysian just have to work on our timing...seriously). Anyway great show, bring your inhalers if you are asthmatic and get ready for good laughs.
I am a LEFTY and I am proud of it. It’s particularly tough to be born a lefty especially in Asian countries where every single thing is made for the right hand. From the position of the door knob to certain phone models (which one I will not say) almost anything is made to suit the right-handers (RH). You may argue that the numbers of the RH outclass the left-handers (LH) and I will single handedly (probably my left hand) agree.
Of course! This is not my argument here today. I don’t mind RH takes the majority. However you cannot deny the fact that we LH have been taking a terrible beating from you RH. You beat our young when he or she picks up a pen or pencil with the left hand, handshake are for the RH only, a soldier salutes his commanding officer with their right hand finally you label a person two left feet when he or she has difficulties in dancing the list goes on and on.
Why we LH have to take this sort of abuse? How are we a threat to you RH? Why are LH labeled as inferior when compared to RH? We LH have kept silent and took all the all you RH’s abuse. I have witnessed families that punish their young for being natural-born LH. It’s sad and infuriating scene. There is a common and dumb ethic that most Asian families have to abide too, left hands are used to clean your ass therefore it is polite shake hands using your right hand. WTF is that....ever heard of soap?? And the saying two left feet?? Does this mean that if I have two right feet I am the best dancer in the world? I don’t know why not you RH tell me!
So anyway my message to today is, leave us left-lefthanders be!!
A fellow Blogger and a good friend of mine, Calvin Aw will be sharing his artistic expressions and skills (trust me they are good). Brace yourself for the dark arts!! He's larger than life, he's bad and he's probably got a pint of Kilkenny ready. The underworld is not so bad; you might want to make a visit.
You’ve probably watched it on TV or heard it from the news, it’s finally over! As the 2008 Olympic ends, China can proudly say that they hosted the games. With a stunning opening and closing ceremony, they manage to show the world that there are millions of rice eating slant-eye people in the world. There had to be like millions of participants at the birds nest at the time. 
Shout out to the citizens of China, well done and don’t stop breeding. I've included a LINK to the official website to the 2008 Olympics if you want to check out the pictures.
I knew something was fishy about that logo!!!
Found a local ‘Irish Bar’ nestled around the shop lots of QueensBay Mall Penang. The place has every possible thing that a Malaysian man can picture what a bar in Ireland will look like. From awesome vintage-looking posters to randomly placed ‘bar decorations’ (If that what it’s called) around the place, O’Reily’s a good place to start if you’re looking for something to drink in the area. A pint of Kilkenny there is ultra smooth (I don’t know why) and superb to the very last drop. This is probably free advertisement for them I know but will be hoping for a free pint.
Here is a map to the place hope to see you there!
One of the awesome posters that they have there!!
After witnessing China’s badminton ace giving ours a good ass kicking, me mates and I headed out to get some grub and catch a footie match or two. It was game night, all the tables were loaded and the big clubs were on. Accustomed to the awful service we get down there, we managed to rope-in a waiter to receive our orders.
Fancied some tandoori chicken, I got me a set! Little did I know, the tandoori chicken wasn’t going down without a fight; As a last ditch effort, the chick left one of its bones at the back of my throat. Hurts like hell right now but I still won the fight. To honor that little chicken that is soon to come out the other way, I dedicate this post to it and all it’s mates that have already gone to that chicken coop in the sky. 
