Wednesday, April 3, 2013

You Know You're Old.... Pt 2

You know youre getting old when its pointed out to you that after spending a week in England, all you've bought from the trip was vitamins and supplements from Boots....

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

You know you're old ....

when someone says, " i'll send you the GPS coordinates so that you can find my office" BUT your brain is saying "i'll just stop at the nearest petrol station and ask for directions", ......

Sunday, February 24, 2013

Bali Moment of Truth

I'm sitting here in the suite of the Melai Benoa hotel in Nusa Dua, Bali. The door to the balcony is open and the the chortling waterfall outside is a calming balm to both my mentally drained body and mind. It's been a mad 6 months. I've been running myself ragged across the region trying to put together some sort of a semblance of a plan that would merge the very conflicting interests of both the big bosses together.

Guess I ran out of time. Both of them have decided to go their seperate ways leaving me and my team without jobs in two months. One has told he its about time I did my own thing and said he'll help me.

I've offers from many to invest in whatever i want to do.

Now is the key. As the waves are gentle in the low tide at the beach just 100 meters away, the the sound of the slightly snoring air conditioner breaks the melody of the waerfall outside, i need to make my call.

Go all out and fulfill every dream project that has been restlessly murmurring, prodding, pushing, campaigning in my head to see themselves brought to life or play it safe and stay on the path of corporate security. I am good enough to get myself security, but these dreams just dont want to give me a break. That bar by the beach, that bread and breakfast that overlooks the ocean, the and this sporting events, that online PC game, that super hero project, that regional anti crime program to get kids off the streets, that t-shirt project, they just cant give me a break.

I meet a good solid friend tommorrow. I'll need his help. some advice and some logistical and resources. It wll dictate my decision on where i go from here. Corporate life gives me the challenges that i thrive on, but my soul yearns for these things that take me out there. i've been collecting a band of buddies, like minded who some will join me, some will invest, some like what i have but have their own dreams bt will help. Call them my own Avengers. I've the perfect combo now - good people, good friends, decent resources, i just need 100% commitments now. Solid action so the Avengers of Chindi can assemble for real and make those unformed dreams a reality.

oh wait.. did i mention that book that has been asking to be published for the past 30 years?

demmit, another one to the list...


Thursday, February 14, 2013

Happy Day of Mush and Roses


I'm staying in you over spending bunch of love struck, Twilight loving mush hounds. Last year I got the Girlfriend of Chindi a tool box (to manage expectations). Hmmm.... what to get for her today...? Suggestions would help...

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Kong Hei Fatt Choy Folks!

Thought i'd try something new and use a picture of traditional Chinese heritage (sorta) and use this old picture of my grandmother Chin Di Ann

Happy New Year of the Snake folks! Hope you're having a great Chinese lunar new year and hope you guys dont rack up a huge gambling debt! Drive safe on the highways!

*picture used with permission by a Hot Friend of Chindi 2011 Ann Wong

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Now I Know How Smokers Feel...

Smokers have rights too... - a sign at the outdoor tables at Starbucks, the Podium mall in Ortegas, Manila.
Luckily no one chased me away.

PoTW - Vege Tunnel

A kacang bottle or Five angled beans or Star vege (depending on what dialect you speak)  farm in Janda Baik.


I've been on the road for the past two months. Concrete, glass, smog and staring out airplane windows as cloud mountains pass by below me. My feet havent touched the good earth in quite a while now. Bario in early March anyone?


Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Ho Chi Minh City. dateline - today. now

You know its going to be interesting when the hotel you've been booked into by your client has a sign outside saying '80,000 Dong Introductionary Price for Short Stay'. Thats about USD5 for 4 hours.

Its going to be an interesting coupla days.....

You know its going to be fun when the front office doesnt speak a word of English and the nice Vietnamese guy who has to act as a translator so happens to be taking advantage of the Special 80K Dong offer (with his lady friend). It gets awkward as we then end up talking about Malaysian football while the young woman stands uncomfortably waiting to be lead to the room.

Fuck me - the old lady who took my shirts to iron seems to be missing from the hotel. (they dont have irons in their rooms nor do they loan them out)

Vietnamese coffee is lazer sharp bitter and strong. Well worth the zap for early morning meetings.

Oh i'm feigning ignorance as the hotel doesnt accept credit cards and have refused to surrender my passport. I might be out on my ass in a coupla hours.

Anyone knows another decent hotel in District 2 in Ho Chi Minh City. Its OK i'm willing to pay more than 80,000 Dong...

Monday, January 14, 2013

PoW - Blowfish Jakarta

The DJ consul at the Blowfish club in the heart of Jakarta. Picture taken while i was still sober..


Jakarta is a more metropolitan and sexier city than most Malaysians would like to believe. With preset notions of Indonesia as just a supplier of maids and construction workers many look down on the fastest growing economy in the region.

The women are the sexiest in the region, they have some of the youngest and most dynamic businessmen who are going beyond their borders, the most natural resrouces (besides Myanmar), some of the best spicy food around and also some of the best unexplored tourism sites in the the region as well.

Did I mention they have the sexiest women in the region?

Friday, January 11, 2013

A Resolution of Sorts...

A few days ago i ordered meehoon soup noodles. Its the simplest noodle dish you can get. OK so it was from a mamak shop more know for overfrying everything in second hand oil.

What came to me was noodles soaked in a greenish murky liquid. that tasted of dishwater.

yes i took a sip...

i passed on it and ordered some chicken which seemed to have been grilled zombie penis.

I went home made myself hot Milo, munched on some crachers and turned on wrestling while feeling sorry for myself.

So this resolution of mine?

To eat food prepared with pride and care.

Simple enough but it's going to cover:

1. Banning myself from these oasis of oil that are mamak stalls

2. NOT entering any fancy motherlover outlets that triple charge you for street food, hire Myanmarese workers who dont speak English with food that tastes like some cardboard clone straight out from Willy Wonka's armpit.

3. Now the tough part - i will have to learn how to cook. Which means i have to exced my culinary tour de force of boiled egg and instant noodles...

4. Admit that i am now an old dog and i have the stomach of an old mutt - no acidic mood, foods that cause gas, curries or oily stuff. and booze.

5. Which means this is where i give up my day job and move into a monastery in Nepal and live on snowflake porridge...