Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Fear Factor

Couple of weeks ago, I went for a birthday party of a friend. We started a business together years ago but has since went our seperate ways. They went on to be successful network builders.

Anyway for her birthday, after a couple of beers, they decided to play 'fear factor'. What's the 'fear factor' ? Eat whatever is served to you.

We have FIVE contestant - the bday girl also la - and the loser down one beer.

Deng Deng Deng.....

Hahaha.. a used sanitary pad! Eat the 'leftovers'

Ewwwww.

Actually it's just tomato ketchup and a delicious piece of chicken. It's no wonder we often hear, crocodile, snake, rabbit....etc all taste like chicken. In this case, also chicken. Real one. I know looks like nuggets from... nvm la.

Contestant, ARE YOU READY?!


Someone said at this point, aiyah I drink beer easier la. Can just drink ah? Of course not, then where's the fun for us the spectators? Where's the fun in that FOR us? Must Eat!


Ack-tua-li, quite tasty..... taste like chicken la! hahaha of course la. it is chicken. :P I guess it's all in the mind isn't it? Is durian tasty or stinky? In this case, the challenge is greater for the woman and so here it is.. she gladly down the beer (wash off the 'blood' taste').

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Terry Fox Run

Wife and I are really enjoying our runs for the last couple of months. It's a new sport we picked up. Besides the exercise the obvious physical benefits - more stamina, stronger legs, great way to lose weight - it's also an excellent way of de-stressing. We've found running to be almost always refershing. After a good 30mins-1hr work out, we feel that we can take on the world again!

So what better way have fun with friends and family and raise funds for a cause? None other than the Terry Fox run. Terry Fox is a guy who ran, with one leg, a marathon a day for a consecutive 143days, totalling 5,373km while he was suffering from cancer. He was forced to stop when his condition worsen. He died about 1 year after he was forced to stop.

Wow! What determination.

A gang of 9 of us will be going for this year's run so friends who are reading this and would like to join us for the run do gimme an email or put a comment here. The run is just 5km and 7km. Run, jog, walk, crawl, cycle, rollerblade is welcomed as long as you support the cause - by buying the tshirts.

For more information here's the link again.


Terry Fox, Determination

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Gtalk post - my house also got water!

2:07 PM friend:
hey
u there?
sorry had a discussion just now
i will come to your place to swim later... u go ahead with your guitar lesson if timing is not right, after swim we can go yum cha if u want
i can swim alone.. wanna check out your pool, need to shower at your place too after swim if it's ok with u

2:22 PM me: sure
usual rules applies
no underwear supplied. water got

Context:

A week ago we were all supposed to do some runninng together. I said sure and invited her over for dinner as well, as wife was making curry! Yummy, which so deserve a post on its own. She was hesistant because after the run, she said, she has to go home and shower before dinner. I was like why? So I replied that you can shower at my place. FYI I told her, my house also got water (ie. not only your house got water to shower la, my house also got! don't play play I got water ok! ).... I just don't have clean underwear for you!

On the other hand friend, I can understand where you're coming from.... after a run, when I'm drench with sweat. I hate to have a shower with no clean underwear.

It simply sux!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Medicine

A SHORT HISTORY OF MEDICINE:
"Doctor, I have an ear ache."
2000 B.C.—"Here, eat this root."
1000 B.C.—"That root is heathen, say this prayer."
1850 A.D.—"That prayer is superstition, drink this potion."
1940 A.D.—"That potion is snake oil, swallow this pill."
1985 A.D.—"That pill is ineffective, take this antibiotic."
2000 A.D.—"That antibiotic is artificial. Here, eat this root!"

Friday, October 05, 2007

The ironman.

Just read a blog entry from a friend about her brother... So inspiring man.

I think someday I hope to do the ironman. The reason is simple

Train for years
Suffer 1 day

BRAG for LIFE.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

wah so lomantic ah...

Me and wife were doing groceries last week and we bumped into a friend, whom I have not seen for a long time. I was at the phone at that time, so he said 'hi' and went off. So after I got off the phone I called the guy up and ask him if he is free to catch up. To which he decline because he said he didn't want to be a 'lightbulb' admist my romantic date with my wife....

I simply told him, ' Elo friend, when you get married, you can get to be romantic like this with your wife every week.. it's called buying groceries!'

Which brings me to realiased that...

1. Before you get married, going to the supermarket to get groceries seems like a 'romantic' idea.

2. After being married, groceries is another thing we have to do. I'm not using the word 'chore' because that word implies I dislike it. No, I don't dislike it but neither would I say I look forward to it.

Another thing I found out about supermarkets are: Real woman are found in supermarkets!

When we were 'boys' our 'bird watching' areas are mostly like to be clubs, pubs... (ok at least me ok?). Skin was in abundance so were hormones and other intoxication. I learn that those short skirts, tight dresses, and make up are mostly facades. Heck, I learnt later that pushup bras can make any girl have longkang! (I was fooled for so long!!!!! Another thing, for the price they pay for a good bra, I'd expect it to be able to do my presentation AND make coffee besides just a nice cleaveage. On the other hand, sigh....nice cleaveages are nice tho). Anyway I digress.

In the supermarket, woman come in all shape, sizes, height - with and without make up - in all permutations and variations. Their thoughts for their family, how they hunt for the best value, best quality, best nutritional food..etc are just so - wow! Their nurturing instinct is just phenomenol. Week in week out, they just labour to care for their family. After 1 year of doing groceries (not a lot but still), I've not met a woman who looks tired in the supermarket. They are on a roll... I suppose it's pretty similiar when us guys go into our gadget shop (be in Mac shop, electronic goods shop, car showroom....) Even with the younger girls (and their bfs) they seem to display higher IQ when it comes to supermarket shopping.

So naturally, at home in the kingdom of kitchen they are default rulers. Highly esteemed and untouchable.

Sokay, nehmind, I still rule the kingdom of TV and sofa.