Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The Force is Still Alive!

Dont you just love it when fan boys keep our dreams alive even while we have to live with the Clone Wars cartoons? This is the only time I will accept an Ewok in any image i own in this Star Wars inspired homage to that that OTHER Empire during the second World War. (enlarge for max effect)

For more from this artist go HERE.

Thanks to Ariel Spock for the heads up. Vulcans rock yo!

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Pics from the BB

Random pics I took with the BB camera. Thought I'd share it with you guys. Yes, I am bored in the office and the coffee is not working.

Sunset over Petaling Jaya. Sunset make me think of holidays by the beach as waves crash onto a white beach and the foam tickles my toes and a nubile nymph straddles me whispering soft songs of desires into my ear.

Pasar Ramadhan, Taman Tun, PJ. I tell you man, pity its only over a month during the year. Anything else and KL-ites would be a bunch of fat frakkers.

Sunset along the Federal highway during peak after office traffic jam.
Good things to be seen at 2mph.

I cant' really remember this although it looks like the ceiling of the
departure lounge of Sokaerno Hatta Airport in Indonesia. I must have been VERY bored..

An aerial highway snarl of phone and electrical lines in Angeles city
near Clark Field airport in the Philippines.

Old school ice suppliers in the Seremban wet market. Half a block of ice goes for about RM6. They supply the ice shavings to fish vendors, and ice blocks to some older restaurants and families having open house gatherings during festive seasons.

A lake side sunset in the heart of Petaling Jaya. Whoda thunk it?
Pic taken at the Kelana Jaya lake just outside the host of girlie bars.
I was um.. on a way to a meeting when I saw this scene.

Now thats a shiny floor! And some pictures that a drunk monkey threw
some paint at. To be found at the Hyatt Jakarta.

Customer service at G2 club at the Gardens. Dont know how a pissed drunk moron is ever going to pick out this sink thru the booze haze in a crowded toilet.

I end this with another sunset. This is what i love about November. The rains and cool weather gives us some spectacular evenings. The best holiday time ever! Come, get away from those lap tops people. Lets just head out to the hills and drink good cheap coffee and binge on home cooked kampong grub, lie by a beach and sleep the day away. Let us be bums, hippies, surfers, jamaicans and that officer who handles the passport renewals at the Immigration Dept. Let us be and feel FREE. November DEMANDS IT!

OKOK, I'll chill.

Majukanlah Sunsets Untuk Negara...

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Ba Kalalan To Bario - The Langkau Christmas Pilgrimage

Picture used without permission from www.treetops-borneo.com

Just before Christmas I head to Sarawak again for a my longest break of the year. This will be a whole new experience as I will be following fellow blogger/environmental activist/anthropologist/connoisseur of moonshine Langkau, who will be taking his yearly Christmas trek back to his home town of Bario. Its about 2-3 days hike through forests and hills. Langkau had me at "its a beautiful trail". So I'm In Like Flynn.

I fly to Miri on the 21st morning, land at 9am, then later at about 1pm I take another flight out on a Twin Otter (i think) to a little town called Lawas where we then hitch a ride on a lorry or truck to Ba Kalalan the next day. We start our trek on the 23rd of December and will arrive in Bario on Christmas. Fantastic no?

I fly out of Bario to Miri on the 29th of December and get back to KL on the same day after a connecting flight in the evening.

What am I expecting? Nothing much as I'm not approaching this with any reservations except for my woeful fitness which is the equivalent of a pregnant Muppet (whatever the fuck that means...)
I haven't worked out since that failed attempt at Gunung Agung a coupla months back which means i need to hit the hills pronto. Maybe throw in some yoga and possibly copious amounts of sex (one does need to work on one's cardio).

I may pack that extra packet of muesli bars for the trek as Langkau and his friends are used to living off the land. I dont' mind fresh wild boar but grilled monkey um.... (wait is that something you even eat Langkau? Beruk and babi hutan tapas style meal in the jungle would be interesting!)

I am hoping to enjoy and take in the Bario highlands. I've packed that good book and finally will be buying a proper DSLR with a wide angle lense.

I hope to learn at least a bit about the Kelabit folk of Bario and to enjoy wandering around the fields and countryside of the Bario highlands. We spend too much time getting caught up with our own shallow shit in the concrete jungle but really folks, the real people living real lives are out there. Simplicity with no excesses. Thats what life is about right? How many of us still look at that new LV bag as if it were a newly minted gold bar? How long does a man with a super model wife cheat on her with a hostess called Fanny? or Apple? or Vagina (if you're in Hong Kong). I am reminded everytime I drive out to some kampung or some village in any of the countries I visit that we dont really need that much to have a full life. Materialism is an unsatisfied bitch with baggage.

Oh and I will probably have to strengthen my liver as Langkau breathes local moonshine and only drinks oxygen once in a while.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

I name Thy Mamary Glands...

So I was in the mood to annoy Ah Chongzzz and Bella over dinner. I mean I know some women actually name their boobs but I tell u there's nothing like the flair a man can bring to the game. C'mon ladies, 'Edward and Jacob'? 'Mimi and Cindy'?

So with all the flair that is Chindiana Trails I officially declare that from here on the 'girls' of Ah Chongzzz and Bella shall be named 'Jack and Sparrow' and 'Hummus and Fattush'.

See the flair? Impressive eh? Almost as good as wrestling names or beloved Disney characters.

The down side is both women ganged up on me to name Lil Chindi. So from now henceforth I have two clowns out there who refer to my volcanic manliness as 'Rumpleforeskin' . You should ask them what happens when u say the name 3 times......

Anyway if anyone needs their bodily parts named give me a holler. I've a lot of free time on my hands.....

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I Need A Sugar Mummy...

Really. I need someone to take care of all my material needs. Why not? I'm slightly grumpy but can be charming when I want to. And I'm told I clean up nice.


at my age what would qualify as a sugar mummy would probably be:

1. A 60 year old Datin whose a season pass holder to Clinic Botox Siu Siu

2. Sean Connery in a wig

3. Some chick that turns into sparkly diamonds under sunlight

4. Yoda's mother

AND if i am REALLY desperate...

5. A 70 year old transvestite in a wheelchair

Monday, November 8, 2010

Damn, maybe what i should be doing with all my free time....

An Awkward Moment

In line at LCCT immigration. I am restless and tired. Its 11pm. i want a shower and my bed.

I am called up. As i step forward somehow i loose hold of my trolley bag and it falls backward.

It falls against the man behind me.

And the handle comes to rest on his hard-on.

Suffice to say he was in shock, I was slightly embarrassed as I reached down to pull away my bag that seemed to be offending what was under his straining pants fabric.

I dont know if anyone saw this and i dont give a fuck. I feel guilty catching him out but more than a little disturbed that a dude's standing behind me with an after flight boner.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Great Viral Intentional or Otherwise...

How come they did not do this on my flight? I know many of you saw this earlier but I just managed to view it thanks to Bella who shared the link with me. Somehow if the aircraft was going in for a hard landing I would not be able to remember where the emergency exits were. Just a cute gyrating tush...

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Random Acceptance of Fate

I must accept that my values are outdated and hardly means anything these days. "Work hard and you will become rich, play the fool and you will end up working as a road sweeper for the rest of you life" was something everyone in the hazy mists of my childhood would preach. These days it is the ones who flit among the shadows, those who play the games of bribes, kickbacks, converse in the double speak of forked tongues and indulge in rampant testicle massaging that get ahead. This is just a fact based on what I've seen the past two years. I dont salute these snakes but give them credit for being able to cock suck with aplomb. I guess the long term promise of financial gain is a calming balm to the ego. I will accept that i am not made to be in the position that I am. I am waaaay to tired of the bullshit that prevails around the halls of corporate kingdoms. I do not have the patience for this game. Am doing the math. I have very simple tastes. I can live for 3 years without a job. After that I will be too old to even sell my arse to a prison inmate's bitch, which means I need to invest in something that will fill my belly for the next 30 years.

Age. Maaan, you're one quite little ambush bug aren't you? With age supposedly comes greater wisdom (bullshit) but also opens up the fragility of one's health. Today I sit here, the second day with my right ear clogged up, a sign of a bad flu bug. A symptom that I have never encountered. I used to recover faster from injuries, fevers and hangovers. Its not the same now. I am Wolverine no more.....

I still want to walk this earth, cover every continent under my boots, smell every sort of morning sunshine under every sea, mountain and plains. My knees and back though want to spend more time in a Thai spa being given 'double mouth service' by willing Homonubilious. Can these old boys still take me up 15, 16, 17,000 feet without a need for drama?

Random this is. Happy Diwali I wish you for tomorrow my fellow Machas and Meenas.