Monday, 31 December 2007

Faces (Click For Bigger View)

Judi, Justin, Little Jo and Littler Kai
Judi, Justin, little Jo and littler Kai


Judi and Justin sipping
Judi and Justin sip

SHRIEK!
"SHRIEK!" Unposed, I swear.

Mmm'gay??
"Mmm'gay??"

GASP!
"Scandalous!"

New Year's Eve, Home Again & Anal Sex (WTF?!)

Hey everyone! I'm back home in PJ, sigh. You know what, I find it really curious that I'm all motivated and enthusiastic one day (see previous post below), and then the moment I step back into my house, I'm drained again and feeling bummed and to-hell-with-it-all. I think there's an issue here somewhere, arf. But anyway, let's not dwell on that for now, it's NEW YEAR'S EVE, yay!!!

Yesterday was pretty alright. Picked Jo's parents up from the airport where they'd just come back from their trip to the US; had lunch, and then it was back onto the bus I go. Strategic timing, I call it, snigger snigger. Bus ride was uneventfully pleasant (or pleasantly uneventful); got home, Terry picked me up and we went to DuViet, this new Vietnamese restaurant in Uptown square two minutes away from my house - one of the many new outlets that has emerged in the spate of restaurant openings in recent times. Good food, friendly hosts... we'll go back again.

It's 6pm now and I've only just woken up, ARF ARF. No, I kid you not. Caught up on sleep debt. (Also didn't want to go downstairs and face my parents, but that's another story altogether.) It's going to be a quiet new year's eve for us; Terry, Debs, her Nick and I are going to drink and chill out at Terry's new apartment (yay)!! So yeah, it's gonna be uneventfully pleasant. Pleasantly uneventful. Oy. When did we become this old and subdued? :P

Finally, I leave you with the start of pictorial recaps of my Singapore trip and reunion with Shaun, Judi and Justin (I'd mention Jo, but we meet up quite often, don't we Jo?? ARF). Here's the first. It's not really a pic, but rather a video... Shaun bought his girlfriend Jas a "lovely" little pen holder. Sarcasm, that was. Check it out: it's in the shape of a blonde woman. Guess where the pen goes? Hahahaha!! This has an X-rating by the way, so little 'uns, beware! Heheh. Okay I'll leave you with the video (complete with Shaun's narration) - until I come back, have a great time and a happy new year!!

Sunday, 30 December 2007

Oooo All The Pretty Colours...!

Whassup! May I present, my several-times-annually change-of-look for this blog! At some point I'm going to revamp the layout entirely, but for now... to greet the arrival of 2008, here's a multicoloured motif. Hope ya like it! Arf arf! Cheerio!

Mates, Movies and Motivation

Y'ello all. Whew, just got home (i.e. Jo's home) after a long day. Today headed out to meet up with old uni friend Carol for sushi lunch and coffee, with Jo and little Kai tagging along. It was nice to catch up, though it occurred to me how much of a bummer blogs and msn chatting can be - if an old friend is constantly keeping in touch with you online, apparently there's the possibility of there being not much to chat about in real life, ARF ARF. But yea, it was good fun anyway. *hiiii carroolll*!!! *WAVES*

Afterwards Jo and I went shopping for computer goods, and then we caught National Treasure: Book of Secrets, which was really rather fun even though I'd never seen the original. Then we had dinner, picked up Kai from his cousin's, and headed home, reaching back at about midnight. Heh. Okay, all in all it doesn't sound like we did too much, but it was a day well spent regardless!!

Anyway Judi and Justin, hope you guys are settling back home safe and sound with little Tara!! Me, I'm heading back tomorrow at 3:30pm (later today, rather); Jo's parents are coming back from their US trip too, so it's all a matter of timing, arf. No New Year's Eve plans at the moment, though a couple of mates have asked me to join them, and there's Terry and Debs and her Nick to think about, so hopefully it's going to be a really good one.

I'm looking forward to 2008; 2007 has been a bit of a toughie what with my injury and indecision about various things; my loss of focus on goals, thankfully reflamed and remotivated after hanging out with Jo and Judi and Just; my work difficulties (oy vey)... lotsa things to rethink and re-concentrate on, redo and re-aim to accomplish. I think I'll make 2008 a year not of achieving goals necessarily, but rather aiming to achieve them, on the way towards, as it were. Heh.

Well, that's about all for now. I'm gonna muck around with my aforementioned computer-related purchases soon, so if all goes well I'll be able to upload some of the many pics. Until then, here's wishing ya a good night, one and all! Tata! xx

Friday, 28 December 2007

Bye Bye Babies

Sigh. A little bummed now, but generally just overstuffed and tired, LOL... Judi and Justin headed off back to Perth today, and I'm sad because we only got to spend 5 days together. But what a terrific five days, believe you me. Today we had lunch at the airport and then rode on the shuttle bus to another terminal for coffee (we love our coffees) before seeing 'em off back at the rather dingy Budget Terminal. Sad day; even little Kai was sniffly. Sigh.

Anyway I'm gonna nip off for a nana nap now. I'll come back soon to update more. Pics are on their way, I promise... and we have a whole buttful of 'em!! Hehe. Cheerio! Safe journey to J & J and welcome back home to Aussieland! Yayness on a stick! Weh!

String from a Can, Go Carts & More Stuffing

Hey all, how's it going? Boy have we been having fun lately. And eating. OMG, so much eating, it seems to be the Singaporean pasttime. Sure, we Malaysians do it too, and maybe it's just the combination of Christmas + holidays, but... jeezus, the amount of food that's been going into us sure surpasses what comes out, ARF ARF. Sorry, I'm such a charmer. But yeah. On Boxing Day we met up with Shaun's folks and had a lovely seafood dinner complete with too much seafood, followed by coffees at Judi and Justin's hotel. There, they made us wait outside their room on the pretext of having to clean up some mysterious "stuff" they'd left behind (naturally we thought whips, handcuffs and the common leather pants with the crotch cut out). When we went in, they squirted us with string from a can. POO. Very mature, guys. :P LOL.

Anyway was heaps of fun. Then today we met for lunch at Marche's at Vivocity before heading to Sentosa to check out the sights and sounds. Judi and I wanted to ride the Luge, this attraction where we go on a skylift to the top of a hill and then go-cart (almost) down, but then they said it wasn't recommended for people with back ailments (among other things), so we had to sit it out. SIGH. But we went ahead on the skylift, up the hill and then back down again, which was fun. See the pic they took of us on the way up? Awesome hey!



After that we went to the Insect World, which was nice and buggy, before checking out the Merlion... and then it was off to this Indonesian restaurant for (guess what?) FOOD. FOOD. AND MORE FOOD. So we ate, and ate, and ate, till near bursting point, and naturally after all that food it was time for COFFEE, so we walked to the Starbucks (Jo, Judi, Justin, Shaun, Shaun's girlfriend Jas, Jo's newphew Kai, Justin's folks Sue and Gerard and I) and ordered coffees and played mind games with the trio of clearly gay men at the next table by pretending Justin and I were a couple (heh HE WISHES) XD XD XD and all in all it was a very good day indeeeeed!! Shame I'd forgotten to bring my camera today - I seem to be leaving it at home for all of the special occasions; first Christmas lunch, now Sentosa visit) but Justin promises he'll send me the pics somehow, so... yay for that!!

Anyway that's about all for now. Tomorrow (well, later today) Judi and Justin are heading back (WAAAAAH I only had a week with them, not even a week, WAAAAA!!) and so we'll be having lunch at the airport to see 'em off. Sniff. I'm gonna leave you now to have a good cry. Awwww. Until next time, byebye!!!

Wednesday, 26 December 2007

Stuffed Worse Than A Turkey

Man, today has been a day of MORE eating! Christmas lunch was exceptional, a wonderful buffet spread in this hotel, with Judi, Justin, Juliana, Jo, Gerard and Sue (Justin's folks). There was Christmas ham (bourbon glazed!) and roast beef and froi gras and turkey and lots of different main dishes and salads and oooh oooh a white chocolate fountain with fruits and and and oh my it was a lot to eat!! We stuffed ourselves silly and then headed for a quick walk before coming back to the apartment to snooze. Then later in the evening I joined Judi and Justin and Shaun and his girlfriend, and we went for satay (more food!!) before adjourning to a coffee place for coffee (fancy that... MORE consumption!!) And now I'm back in Jo's place, sleepy, overstuffed, and feeling quite chuffed... :P Anyway this is just a quick post because i'm too lazy to type too much, but I'll update more thoroughly soon. And pics. Lots of pics, except I haven't brought my USB cable so we'll just have to wait, heh!! Okay, until later -bye for now!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS AGAIN!!! (well, Boxing Day now, but it still works!) XD

Tuesday, 25 December 2007

And On the Twenty-Fifth Day Of This Final Month of The Year...

Hey all! Here's wishing ya

A VERY
MERRY
CHRISTMAS!!!!

Awesome day. Did nothing for most of it; stuffed our faces with food for lunch/tea; went to church at 1130pm; stuffed our faces with more food for dinner/supper. Now it's 530am and we're exhausted, Jo and I, having eaten and laughed way more than any person should. Heh. Good times. Lunchtime in about 6 hours, so... gotta run. Beddybyes. Gniteeee!!! xx

Monday, 24 December 2007

Yayayayayayayay Singapore! Day One

Hi everybody! Whoohooo, today marks the commencement AT LONG LAST of my holiday in Singapore. Sadly from three weeks (as was the original plan), my vacation time with Judi and Justin has been reduced to a mere week, which, of course is disappointing but it's better than nothing! But first, some quick recaps of the past week. WORK. WORK. WORK. Bloody hell. Jeezzus. They'd better get some new people in our department soon or I'm gonna... y'know... just... y'know... something or other. It got *so* bloody frustrating that I felt like up and leaving to go home at one especially busy point. But don't get me started, arf arf.

Got home on Saturday morning after an 1130am start on Friday (mmhmmm) and was too tired to pack or finish my Christmas cards or anything, really. And I'd already bought my ticket to Singapore for that Saturday afternoon. I was so drained that I cancelled the Saturday ticket and bought myself a new one for today (Sunday), which was a relief as it allowed me a little bit more time to rest and finish said Christmas cards and etc etc etc. Anyhoo. Bus ride was ok today, if it hadn't been for the fact that I'd sat under a dripping air-con vent. Oy vey. It never ends. Incidentally, Mum had to drive me to the bus depot today, which would seem like a normal thing, except that my Mum hardly ever drives, so to see her behind the wheel was a bit of a culture shock for moi. She did well though. And I've got international roaming on my handphone now, YAY.

Reached Novena Square at 8pm and immediately met with Judi, Justin and Jo, and the squealing and hugging commenced, all right!!!! Then we had dinner in the food court, coffee at Starbucks, went shopping at Mustapha's, and now I'm back at Jo's after dropping Judi and Justin off at their hotel. It's been, as usual, a night of lotsa laughing and merriment and sheer outright lunacy, while at the same time realising how things have become so complicated the moment we left uni: health issues, money problems, relationship difficulties, work challenges. Oy. Welcome, my friends, to adulthood.

Anyway, that's my update for now, but I'll be writing more soon, and I'll put up some of the many hilarious photos we took today as soon as I can. In the meantime, it's the eve of Christmas Eve - nope, I lie, it's already Christmas eve now, 230am - and tomorrow's going to be another long, eventful day, so I bid thee adieu and good night! Until later! Cheerio, ~N

Wednesday, 12 December 2007

Fa La La La La, La La La La

Hey all! Wassup! Nup, I haven't forgotten I've got a blog. But as I'm sure we know by now, non-updates usually means nothing new has come up. Not true, I've managed to finish working on a simple collection of Christmas recordings, but unfortunately I'm second-guessing myself and now believe they sound rather crappy. I think I'll still send 'em out to mates though. Might as well be told by other people that they sound rather crappy and at least have that second and third and fourth and fifth etc opinions. :P

Judi and Justin are in town! Well, not true. They down in Singapore, which is technically town. Almost town. Kinda. Sort of. Oh who am I kidding. They're far away, and I kinda wish I'd taken time off this week to go down and be with them as they celebrate their pre-Christmas Christmas celebrations. Boy that was a redundant sentence. Arf. But hopefully I'll hope down to the island republic (that's Singypoo, for the uninitiated) and join 'em for a brief reunion this weekend, before coming back, finishing up what's left of the mag (oh god please let it be done soooon!!) and go back again to Singypoo on Dec 22 all the way through Christmas and into New Year's. Yay!

Well, that's about all for the moment. Ummmm is it? Yes. Yes it is. So I leave you now, and we'll catch up again soon I'm sure! Until then, byebye!

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

Ho Ho Ho!

Can't believe it's December already.... yet the holidays seem so far away! I'll be spending Christmas in Singypoo this year, though prior to that there's all the magazine madness to be sorted out. Today I was the only one at our desk, literally, since our graphic designer was away on emergency leave. Fun, fun, fun. There were magazines to be mailed out and even couriered overseas; articles to be laid out; photographs to be transferred onto the work server; other people's stories to be edited; pages to be finalized; and I've still got two stories left to write for this issue. Plus I'm supposed to be attending this, like, bartending conference-workshop thingy, but honestly, that's dropped lower on my list of priorities (though you'd think the booze would entice. Mmmm. Booze.)

Anyway - December! The other day Mum and I put up the Christmas tree, yay! She's gone for a gold-and-red theme this year. Heh. It's pretty pretty, I guess.

On the music front, I've got two Christmassy songs up on a music sampler hosted by Asian Talent Online (I know what you're thinking... "Nick?? Associated with something that has the word 'Asian' in the title?!" Yup. I'm a little shocked myself, but hey, exposure is exposure, right?) ... So yea, two Christmassy songs, and you can check it out by clicking HERE. Incidentally my recordings are, in my opinion, the worst-sung and worst-produced of the lot. But that's just me. Let me know what you think, ok??

Rightyo then, that's about it. Tomorrow I've got to get up earlyish to courier more stuff overseas. Yay. Fun. Cartwheels. So I'll leave you here with pics of my xmas tree!


Oooo glittery!


A close-up in case your eyes fail you.

The Story of Ugly Nicky

Hello boys and girls. Oh boy, what a mad day today (Monday) has been. Okay, before I proceed, a disclaimer: this post is revealing of some of the chaos that has taken place at my workplace. All revelations here are intended to be for personal reflection and remembrance only as the blog serves as an online journal for yours truly. If other people come across it and read it, well... too bad. Got that? Good-oh. Anyhoo.

So. Yesterday editor emails me to set up a cover story interview and photo shoot for Wednesday. Said Editor is currently overseas, leaving... well, just me to handle the magazine. There's the other dude who works with us, but he's abruptly leaving the company (sssh! gosssip!!!) so... y'know. Bummer. And our other writer transferred to a rival department (rival? Ahahaha! Nah, I'm just kidddding! Truly I am! Really! Scout's honour! Mark my words! Cross my heart and swear to die! etc) about a month and a bit ago, so... yeah. It's literally, LITERALLY, just me handling the mag for the next 11 days. Well, there's our graphic designer, but he doesn't count.

So. Cover story interview and photo shoot for Wednesday. This morning (Monday) I pick up the phone and call the agent of the interviewee to plan for Wednesday. Agent kinda coldly replies, "Um yea it's meant to be at 2pm today." It is 1130am at this point. Oy vey.

Okay, no problem. "Can we reschedule?" I ask. "Nope," I'm told, "we'll be out of state." "Okay, can we do photo shoot at least, and we'll do the interview later?" "Nope, if you want to do that, you'll have to do the interview by phone; our schedules are extremely hectic." Incidentally, I should mention that I'm not the one assigned to do this interview. Aforementioned dude who's abruptly leaving the company was supposed to, but the editor reassigned the... um... assignment to a freelance writer. All righty then. Phone interview for a cover story? Get a life.

So I call the photographer (also a freelancer). "Dude, have you heard about this photo shoot that was meant to be on Wednesday?" I ask. "Wednesday?! Are you insane?!" he yells; apparently it's too short notice. Whoo boy has he got a nice surprise coming. Cut to: "TODAY?! WHAT?!" "Yup, today," I whisper abashedly. "Like, in an hour and a bit..." Turns out photographer lectures in a college and has a class to teach at 1pm. Oh shite. "But okay okay okay, let me see what I can do, I should be able to make it two-ish," he concedes. Yay. Nick does a cartwheel.

Next stop: call the freelance writer. She picks up. I explain. She exclaims. "I can't LAH, I work full-time! Can we make it after 530pm? Maybe around six?" Okay, I'll call you back. So I call the agent woman and explain how our freelance writer works full time; would six be ok? "Nope, sorry, we've got the venue booked until a certain time only, and we've got other engagements, and we're already at the venue now, we've been here since eleven...."

Osh kosh b'gosh. "Okily dokily!" I say chirpily, and call back the freelance writer: "No can do. Look, I guess worse case scenario, dude who's leaving the company will just have to do it." "Why can't you do it?" she asks, not unkindly. Good point. But you know, just because interviewee is a celebrity in Malaysia doesn't mean that I, this stupid Asian who only returned from a lifetime in Aussieland a year and a half ago, knows her from Adam (oh, hi, Adam!). Interviewee is apparently a celebrity. A celebrity. Nice. I recite the name over and over in my noggin. Um. Um. Um. Who's she?? Never heard of her! Oh look, I've got an hour and a bit; why don't I do research, swot up all I can about her, and formulate questions for the cover story? That should be a PEESACAKE!

"Nope," I reply, "sorry. I'll just get dude who's leaving the company." "Okay, okay, hang on," freelance writer says, "if we can arrange for a 1pm interview, I might just be able to make it during my lunch hour." Oy vey. "Would you do that?" I ask in stark horror. "Yes," she says gamely, "I would."

All righty then. I call agent woman to ask if 1pm is ok. Agent woman says "okay, should be fine". I call freelance writer back and start giving her the details, including venue location and asking whether she needs a tape recorder... it takes me about a minute of yammering to realise I've called the agent woman back instead of the freelance writer. "Oi, Nick, Nick, you got the wrong person!" she exclaims. I laugh like a total idiot, hang up on her and call freelance writer. All good for 1pm, I'll see you there, she says. Then agent woman calls back: "Oh, we have to leave by about three, just to let you know..." Sigh. Fine.

Long story not short at all, cut to Nick rushing to the venue to meet with said celebrity, agent woman, and freelance writer. On the way, dude who's abruptly leaving the company calls and says, 'Nick Nick the interview is today at 2pm!" Nick, barely in any mood to deal with this, grunts and hangs up. Cut to the Italian restaurant at One Bangsar. Celebrity, agent woman, and freelance writer are already at the scene by the time we get there. I join the conversation and turns on the tape recorder for freelancer's benefit. Interview goes pretty well. Photographer shows up a short while later, by which point agent woman and celebrity, already a tad annoyed, I presume, at our total lack of organisation, are kinda fidgety with a capital idget. Photographer has to hunt around for a good spot to snap shots. Venue staff don't give a damn. Thanks for your help, people. Some help moving those goddamn heavy tables would've been nice. Oh, and would it have been too pricey to offer us iced water?? Jeez.

Photographer snaps. Celebrity and agent aren't pleased, we think -- after all, they weren't really told there'd be a photoshoot, and so there's no make-up, no styling, nuthin'. Well, you know what, tough noogies. We go through with it anyway. And soon everyone leaves, and photographer and I are left sitting about for another hour or so while the photos are being processed and converted into appropriate files and transferred to my thumb drive, all the while without being offered any assistance or courtesy from the staff of that Italian restaurant in One Bangsar. But whatever, maybe I'm just a spoiled magazine journalist. Shoot me.

So we make idle chit chat, photographer and I, and he says, "Well, you did it. You managed to pull it all together and pull it off." "Yes," I sigh and look to the sky with resilience in my heart, pride in my eyes and hunger in my stomach, "I feel like Ugly Betty."

And I do, boys and girls. Without a doubt. I really do.

Sunday, 2 December 2007

Here's A Cheerful Start To The Week...

...Whoops, I lie. Here are some pics I received in my email today. They're quite traumatising, so I should issue a warning for doggie lovers because it's very sad... but apparently - in sequence of the pics - #1: a dog was killed on a busy road, and its doggy companion tried to wake it up by using its paw; pic 2, the grieving dog tries to push dead companion to the side of the road; pic 3, defeated, grieving doggy sits in the middle of the road and howls; pic 4, typically, people stop to snap pics of the grieving doggy and the poor deceased. Oy vey. The dog seems to show more compassion than the people... which is, of course, the truth of humanity today, isn't it?? Plus, Asians tend to be less affected by these animal-related issues. Yes, I'm generalising - but tell me it's not true... does nobody (from here) remember the recent dog-catching competition to reduce the number of strays?? God. Freakin' Malaysians. (These pics, though, are from China or something, I dunno.) Anyway, sorry for being prejudicial, it's just Nick's Mood of the Day. To spare the easily-sad and broken-hearted, I'll link the pics as thumbnails. Don't worry, nothing gross about these photos; it's all just really, really sad. Have a good week, everyone. :/ ~nick

Friday, 30 November 2007

True Quotes #13, 14 & 15 (Though At This Rate They Might As Well Be 'Terry's Quotes' or, as he suggests, 'Talk Sick Terry')

Somehow our discussion reaches this point:

Terry: You know, porn makes sex seem like such a regular thing.
Me: Um. What?
Terry: I said porn makes sex seem like such a regular thing! (A passerby glances in our direction) Dammit, why do you make me say these things twice?!!
* * *

Terry: You know, ever since my dad passed away, I've been praying every night, religiously.

True quote.
* * *

Terry: Our radio station is now trying to provide helpful hints to improve our listeners' English.
Other Nick: Oh yeah, I've heard those. The ones about looking both ways before crossing the street...?
Terry: Huh? No, those are our traffic safety hints! How on earth could those be about improving English?? 'Look left, look right, when you see a comma, full stop!'???"

Almost A Nick-Knack, But It's Not... It's Actually Copied From An Online Chat. I'm The One Chatting

tonight i broke the toilet
was trying to fix the float to stop little drips from dripping
and the whole float + its arm went SNAP
and now the water just FLOWWWWWsssss
and so i tried to turn the little tap that will stop the flow into the tank
but it's cemented shut
FOOOOOOOOOOOOs!
so i had to call my brother into the bathroom
HELP ME !
and he was like "oy vey" and snapped off some PVC tape
and glued it to the little inflow thingy so that the pressure acted as a repressant against the water flow
and so now the water's trickling in
instead of gushing
and if we don't have water in the tank
after using the bowl, we gotta do the old-fashioned thing
and splash it all in by hand with a bucket.
end of story.
so how was *your* night?

Thursday, 29 November 2007

Mm. Yea. So Wot.

Hi all. Updates huh. Let's see....
Hmmmm... *thinks hard*...
LOL. Nuthing much. I've made up my mind that I have to move out, though. But since it's year end I'm gonna wait and see what's gonna happen with my job, i.e. hopefully a pay rise that could help me get the rent stuff sorted out.
I've lately been working on some new music, singing and recording (but quietly because, y'know, I live with my family and all, oy vey) - so that's actually been keeping me rather sane...
Life in the workplace was tedious for a while (and still is), but there've been developments that are making it rather... interesting... more later...
I've just received news that Follow The Light December 2008 MIGHT be a possibility here in KL, so as usual I'll keep you guys updated but of course we don't wanna get our hopes up now do we?
Well, that's about it.
This blog post didn't really say anything much, I realise, lol.
Oh, Jo was in town over the weekend, so she, Terry and I hung out quite a bit. That was fun. Can't wait for Singapore, but unfortunately due to aforementioned interesting developments at work I probably won't be able to make it down till right before Christmastime, SIGH.
Anyway. I go now.
Pretend to do work and blah blah.
Bye!

Thursday, 22 November 2007

Blah

Hey all. Just a quick totally random message. Life's been hectic lately. And kinda bummy, but I won't go there. On the plus side, I'm now sitting in a coffeeshop with bright green, almost fluorescent, tables and walls. That ought to be an upper, don't you think?? Oy vey. Can't wait for Singapore. *sigh*.

Friday, 16 November 2007

True Quotes #10, 11 & 12

Terry, ordering a drink from a waitress:

Are your limes freshly squeezed?

True quote, I kid you not.
Later...

Terry, eating a high-fibre cheesecake:

Mmm, this is Happy Bowel day!
If you listen carefully,
you can hear it singing!!

True quote.
Even later...

Terry takes a wild corner while dropping me back at work.
Me:

My God, it nearly
was Happy Bowel day!!


True quotes, people.
True quotes.

Tuesday, 13 November 2007

Go Brothers! Go Sisters!

Have I mentioned how friggin' entertaining the tv series Brothers & Sisters is?? I don't think I have (unless you count this instance and this instance)! If you haven't caught it, I recommend you do - it's got so much drama and comedy and tension and emotion that it literally puts you through the wringer for 40 minutes each week. Season two has particularly been interesting because gay character Kevin's boyfriend is a minister who has - get this - sent on a missionary position (HAHAHA i did that on purpose) to help build schools on Tioman Island in Malaysia. First off, writers, Tioman is a popular tourist spot, hardly impoverished the way the show makes it out to be. Secondly, sure it's on the East coast and there are poor people there (much as there are all around the world, really), but... y'know... I don't think missionaries come over anymore to help build schools and churches. :) But I suppose that's creative license for ya. Cracks me up each time.

Speaking of crack, two awesome reasons to watch this show? The absolutely amazing Sally Field as the matriarch of the Walker family, Nora, and the truly exceptional Dave Annable as the youngest member of the Walker clan, Justin. Justin's a war veteran who, in season one, unable to deal with what he'd been through in Iraq, succumbed to drugs and became addicted. There was much detoxifying and rehabilitation throughout the season... and then he was called back to go to war. At the end of season one, he left in a tear-jerking goodbye finale. Season two finds him out and about in the Middle East while his poor mom frets to wearying point; and then they are informed he was involved in a bomb blast. Fortunately, Justin survived with "just" a badly injured leg, and he is sent home to be with his family.

Herein lies the conundrum. In order to heal and for his leg to work properly again, Justin needs to go through physical therapy. But the freakin' nerve damage etc = PAIN GALORE. What's the solution? Strong painkillers. In other words, potent, addictive drugs. Justin Walker, God bless him, is unwilling to risk it, given his past as an addict, and decides not to take them. Which brings us, of course, to this heart-wrenching scene between mom Nora and son Justin. Roll tape:



Oh man.

Tonight I just saw the latest B&S eppy, 36 Hours, and boy, is it another gut-wrencher. Justin, who several weeks ago resumed his consumption of painkilling drugs and has been popping 'em like tic-tacs, is finally confronted by his family in a dramatic intervention. Later, Justin is watched after by his older brothers Tommy and Kevin. Cut to this particular scene that again demonstrates, I believe, the sheer power of Field's and Annable's performances:



Is it any wonder that Field won this year's Emmy for best lead actress in a drama series? Here's hoping Annable, and this show, gets one (or more) too! How about one more scene eh? Just one more? Here's one: Justin Walker lashes out at his family for intervening. Incidentally, Calista Flockhart is pretty good in this show too. ;) Hope you all enjoy. If you're starting to get (hehe) addicted, check out the associated Youtube clips at the end of these vids. Godspeed, ~N

Monday, 12 November 2007

True Quote #9

While having dinner, a rat scurries past our table repeatedly, startling Terry each time.

Terry: Jeezus, it's like freakin'
Food of the Gods!!!!


True quote.

Signs, Songs, Shows and Stars

Yo all, wassup? I've just come home from a long interview slash lovely chat with a playwright, writer and Off The Edge contributor, Ann. Had a good talk about theatrical stuff and how I've got to keep going to achieve what I'd like to achieve. Strange, it seems like lately I've been getting lots of indirect and direct signs to plough ahead. Having this discussion with Ann helped; she actually suggests I put The Edge, my suicide musical, on hold and focus on Follow The Light because she reckons I've got a shot at putting it on in 2008 (here, not so much in Perth as yet. Incidentally that isn't happening this year. Oh, didn't you get the memo?) :) Hmmmm... well, I guess a little more time dedicated to FTL might help, especially in the sponsorship-seeking department. Based on experience, this is the time of year to start looking for money for next year - rather than waiting for next year to arrive first before asking around. Yes, yes, I'm a slow learner. Sue me. Arf arf. Love yoooou!

Indirect and direct signs, I said. A couple of days ago, Ken, a friend on mine on Myspace sent me a song he'd recorded. It was one of my songs; I'd sent him a backing track earlier for him to put his vocals on, and he'd done it. For those of you outside Malaysia where Myspace music players are still working, you can listen to it on my new Christian/gospel music space by clicking here! (Others who can't access the player... um.... well.... sorry. Heh. Koff.) The song was one of the few used in church in Perth, titled Don't Be Afraid. Ken might not have a great voice, and it's not a perfect recording by any means, but something about it at the climax of the song just makes me smile, :') <---- like that. Anyhoo. At the same time, a couple of dudes here who are trying to start up a Christian music company contacted me having heard some of my music and would like to meet up to discuss potential working-togetherness. Yayayay! More as and when. And then yesterday a random friend on Myspace whom I've never ever met wrote to me and said, in direct copy-and-pasted-quoteness:

Hey Nick,

Many Blessings on ALL you do 4 God,,i Pray you would be "Holy inspired"!!!

I am at a crossroads right now - but an exciting one and a few doors are opening up 4 me to use my creativity 4 God,,its awesome.
I have been asked to write a play 4 theatre as well as trying to get a movie directed,,God is good ,,as both these projects tell stories of His POWERFUL transformation in ordinary folks lives,,
Anyway,,sorry for typing too much,,
I really dropped by to enbcourage you to keep going,,keep pushing yourself to the MAXX,,then Trust God to take you further,,

READ REVELATION 3 V 8,,think its 4 you,
Blessings,

So I checked out Rev 3 V 8, and it reads:

I know what you can do. I know you have little strength, but you have followed my teaching and have been faithful. I have opened a door in front of you, which no one can close.

...

Oy vey!

Hoo haaa!

Wot the!

Etc.

Anyway. Don't wanna overhype it or anything, but... made me smile. Which is kinda nice.

Yesterday night was pretty fun too (and by yesterday, I mean Saturday). Terry and I went out to see a touring production of Chicago at the KL Convention Centre. Still a crappy venue, but our seats weren't too bad (though the tickets were - gasp - $350 apiece! YIKES! Fortunately they were complimentary. But still!) ... A very entertaining show, but with some faux pas here and there; at one point, a performer's mic didn't work (heeeeee we don't know what that's like, do we???); and the lead actresses' voice was actually rather hoarse and pretty much shot. Oh, and one of the leads dropped a baton during a dance scene involving a baton, but fortunately it wasn't too noticeable, heh. But yea. Good show. Disappointing ending, but fun enough. Afterwards, Terry and I went to Souled Out in KL and had alcoholic drinks and Indian food. Nuff said.

Friday was anuvver typical workday. Went to work. Had a swim in the evening. Um. Yea, that's about it. Thursday was the same. Oy. But Wednesday! Wednesday was kinda interesting. My editor and I headed to a hotel in the city to do an interview with a local celebrity, Hannah Tan. So there were all the questionings and interviewing while she was getting dolled up by her stylists in the hotel room. Would've been so much better if either my editor or I had been prepared with a list o' questions. But alas, I was in a state of ineptitude (and more so than usual), so we pretty much winged it. Later Hannah and entourage with us journalists in tow headed to the kitchen of the Chinese Restaurant in the hotel, where we proceeded to do a photo shoot for the mag with Hannah in all sorts of sexy poses amidst pots, pans, ovens and industrial-sized metallic workbenches. Lovely stuff. I snapped away on my camera for memory's sake of the occasion. My editor would probably have a cow if he knew I was going to put some of the shots on this blog, but... y'know... exclusivity is severely overrated. Mm. Scroll downwards for pics, yea? Kewl.

Earlier that day I had another interview with Paul Moss, who's one of the judges for a reality TV talent show called One In A Million and was also a former judge of the now-defunct Malaysian Idol. Oy vey. Nuff said. Nice guy though. Good interview.

Well, that's about it, boys and girls. I don't think much else happened earlier in the week, so... yeah. That's about it. I leave you now with pics and peace. Take care. God speed. Etc. Byebye. *runs and jumps onto my bed, startling my dog out of sleep in the process*

Editor and Hannah discussing.

Photo of the photo shoot.

Hannah.

Hannah.

Tuesday, 6 November 2007

Belgian Bands, Bad Shows and Big Money

Yo peoples. I'm alive, hehe. Yes. Just dropping in for quick informative updates, which, as we all know, are seldom quick, much less informative. Well, let's see, over the past week... um... *thinks long and hard and tries to come up with something*...

On Friday there was a 'Best of Belgium' event at the KL Convention Centre, which was not too bad a night. Basically it was a drinks-dinner-entertainment-and-schmoozing event to promote some of Belgium's best personalities, namely the chef, a pop band, a theatre troupe and a fashion designer. Nothing much else to say about it, really, since I wasn't meant to go (had plans to see a play) but at the last-minute-ish last minute I was asked to attend, so... y'know... whatchu gonna do. I did get to interview the band, though; a Belgian (fancy that) group called Sioen who are pretty awesome, and they even gave me a complimentary copy of their latest CD, so that kinda rocked. Anyhoo here's a pic of them; click for bigger view. Nice lads.



Yesterday (I mean Sunday) was much more fun. Terry, Phaik Leng and I (plus my mum!) went up to Genting to the casinos and spent all day there. We hopped into my car in the AM and went on the hour-plus-long journey up, but we decided not to go all the way to the peak, but rather stop at the cable-car station and cable-car it. (Unfortunately the cable cars were out of commission, so we ended up taxi-ing it instead. Pfft. Heh.)

Actually, the main reason we went up was for Terry, PL and I to see a show (which we did), but the less I say about that, the better (sorry folks. No offence, but... y'know... whatchu gonna do.) Nevertheless, atrocities aside, Mum and I got hooked on those pokey-pokie machines (where you sit there and jab a button all day in the hope of seemingly random pictorial graphics falling into an incomprehensible sequence that pay you credits which in turn can be exchanged for cash), while Terry and PL spent time at the Baccarat table. Terry even won $250. Mum and I didn't win. Oh well. Whatchu gonna do.

Anyway there are pics, but I gotta wait for Terry to email 'em to me. And that comment about the show we were meant to see? Let's just say at one point a performer croons a horrible rendition of a song that had the word 'suicide' in it. Which decribed exactly what we felt like doing. Oy vey.

Ends abruptly.

Monday, 29 October 2007

Spooky Night!

Hello all. Whoo, for the first time in what seems like forever, something eventful has happened in the life of dreary Nick. Tonight (Sunday) saw a Halloween-themed author appearance at Borders bookstore for three of the Get Spooked! writers, Madame Guillotine, Vintsen De Sade and yours truly, Freaky Nick. Oy vey. Just in case you're wondering, those are pseudonyms. Arf arf. Anyway, the evening saw us getting into costume so as to preserve our anonymity (oops. My bad. Oh well) and then wandering about the bookstore trying to get the kids and grown-ups to venture to the section of the store where we'd be doing a reading, followed by book-signing and face-painting for the kids. All of which was done in costume, which allowed for some strange looks, but it was okay since I was hidden to begin with. The Ku Klux Klan in orangy-red was a nice, if slightly disconcerting, touch. Heh.

Anyway, we did the readings, and if I may say so, I reckon, in all humility (do I hear 'yeah right's springing forth??) that I was the most compelling reader, heheh... the kids were rapt, and even jumped and cringed at certain points when I was doing the SFX of accordion doors flapping open (yeah, my story had accordion doors which flapped open. Funny, that). Though at one point, I was meant to read "clench her eyes shut" and it came out sounding closer to "clench her arse shut". My mate Terry, who was in the audience, swore he had to bite his lower lip to keep from laughing out loud. He's such a bitch... who's to say I didn't mispronounce it on purpose, huh? Huh??

Oddly enough I never thought our target audience was kids -- and apparently it isn't supposed to be, but rather the series is meant for young adults and grown-ups, but I guess this was the best they could come up with taking into account the venue and the time of day and whatnot. Go figure. Either way, it was a pretty successful evening I reckon, sweating and sweltering in the KKK outfit aside, even though in typical Malaysianness nobody ventured forth to buy any books but rushed forward for free candy. Trick or treat, cheapskates! (I had a bit of fun handing 'em out to the kids, uttering in a dull, bored-ish monotone: "Bwa. Ha. I. am. scarey. Fear. me.") And some of the kids ran away screaming and crying. It was both terrible and hilarious. Okay, I'm a big meanie. Sue me. ;)

What I liked most about tonight was that for a brief moment, just 5 minutes or so that it took me to read my story, it felt like I was performing again. On stage, getting dramatic, with an audience. Gawsh I miss it. I really do. And now with the back 95% healed THANK GOD, maybe it's time. It's time to get back in the game, boys and games. Look out world, Freaky Nick will be unleashed upon the stage again! Bwa-ha! BWA-ha-hahahahahahahaaaaa!!!!! *raises arms up in the air in triumph. Lightning flashes; thunder roars. Close-up on Freaky Nick's victorious face frozen in gleeful, evil laughter, from three different camera angles.*

*cough*


I leave you with pics, click for bigger view, yea? Oh, and Terry snapped these shots, and apparently looked so convincing as a journo-photographer that people asked him which media outlet he was with. (The radio, he said, even though that raised eyebrows. "Um. I didn't think the radio had photographers???" Foooooo!!) Heh. Go Terry. Okay, buh-bye. And if I don't blog before Wednesday, happy Halloween!!! Hope you get spooked!! ;)))

Freaky Nick in Ku Kux Klan Kostume

Madam Guillotine, with her wild hair

Vintsen De Sade, looking glamorous

Below, from left: Freaky Nick during the reading; handing out candy to the kiddies; freaky fotos with the kids and the kooky krew; Freaky Nick wanders about the store; books on display; a different perspective of the reading; Terry and Hairy; killing Terry; KKK kostume klose-up




Trick or treat!

Friday, 26 October 2007

Random Observations & Tight Spaces

Hello peeps. it's been a crazy week alroight. Firstly, we just finished our latest issue of the mag at 1:30am this morning (Friday, the 26th) -- and our deadline was Tuesday the 16th, making us 10 days overdue, arf arf. Once the weekend is over we're going to have two weeks to finish our next issue, HAHAHA. Yea right. I highly doubt it's gonna happen. But whatever.

There's really nothing much to report right now, between work and a drab life at home. But it's not all that bad. Oh wait. I lie. It kinda is, *snarkle*.

Here are some totally random things I learnt over the past few days:

i) That if sneeze while you pee, it can get kinda painfully messy. Less so if you're a chick, I suppose. But if you're a dude standing up, make sure the aim's right. Oy.
ii) That there's nothing more fascinating than watching a dog come into your bedroom, stand still with her nose in the air twitching, and then start moving about the room with nose still twitching, scanning her surroundings until she stops directly in front of the spot where you've placed a bag of takeout hamburger; and
iii) That Walls (or Streets if you're in Aussieland) Cornetto drumsticks are a devil to eat while you're driving a manual car; between drippiness and trying to get the wafer out from the tedious wrapper, it's a recipe for swerving-all-over-the-road driving.

I hope that added value to your day.

Speaking of cars (which I vaguely referred to above), today the funniest thing happened. (Actually, it was the most frustrating thing, but anyway.) My car was being blocked in by an inconsiderate numbskull who had parked his truck behind it. The more frustrating thing is that he'd parked it in a way that only the very last few inches of rear bumper was in my way. However, I was in a position where no matter how I tried, I couldn't get past that bit of bumper -- not without the front of my car hitting the side of the car next to me. So I sat there, cursing, honking my horn repeatedly, ignoring the looks of the passersby who reckoned there was enough space for me to get out (hey, they weren't behind the wheel! fooo!), until a couple of dudes finally walked up, looked at the space between me and the offending vehicle -- and gave the truck a light push, a mere slap on the rear, causing it to move forward two inches and thereupon freeing me from my spot.

How embarrasing.

Jeezus, is this what Malaysian drivers are doing these days? Parking behind other cars and leaving their handbrakes off so that the cars can be pushed out of the way??? Crikey. I kinda wished, in my own mean-spirited way, that the road had been sloping so that the truck would've run down it. But it was wishful thinking. Yes, yes, it was mean, but a little vengeance goes a long way. Oh well. Was kinda funny now that I think about it, but I sure felt annoyed to hell (and a little bashful!) then. Get me out of here, somebody!! Get me out of here!!!

Bye.

Monday, 22 October 2007

True Quote #8

Terry describes how the electrician had to drill holes in the wall of his new apartment to install his airconditioner.

Me: Is that allowed?
Terry: My God, yes, it was very loud!

True quote, people.
True quote.

Wednesday, 17 October 2007

Shorty #2

She smothered me with a pillow as we made love. I died and went to heaven.

If you're wondering what this is all about, check out Shorty #1 here!

Saturday, 13 October 2007

Geek Alert!

Ok, time to introduce some of the new shows that I've currently got my eye on! One common thread seems to link these together: that they each feature a geek (or geeks!) in the lead roles, LOL. Here we go (click on some of the pics for bigger views, ya!):

Pushing Daisies: The quirky, colourful, charming, heartwarming, totally strange romantic comedy about Ned the Pie-Maker (Lee Pace) who has the bizarre gift of being able to bring dead people (or animals or plants) back to life with one touch, and uses his gift to solve mysteries with a money-hungry detective. The downside? He can only bring 'em back for one minute, otherwise something or someone else has to die to take the place of the one he brought back to life. And the other downside? If he touches them a second time, they'll return to being dead - this time permanently. Which is exactly what has happened with his cute dog Digby and his cute girlfriend Charlotte. Oy vey - poor Ned has to scratch Digby with an extendable doggy-scratcher (and he probably does the same to Charlotte, LOL!). Half the fun is watching Ned bring dead people back to life to solve mysteries; the other half is in watching him and Charlotte try to express themselves non-physically or with the aid of gloves, plastic sheets, body bags (yes) and what-have-you to make sure they don't touch. And the other half the fun (yes, three halves, go figure) is watching the wonderfully quirky Broadway diva Kristin Chenoweth as Ned's pie-shop worker Olive, who has the hots for Ned and apparently is willing to do plenty to make sure she has him. Not to mention Charlotte's strange aunts, two mutually codependent women who have no social lives and who have decided, following a series of improbable mishaps in episode one, to venture out into the world for the first time in a long, long... time. Definitely a keeper, this one!



The Big Bang Theory: A hilarious sitcom about a bunch of nerds - scientists, computer geeks, obsessive-compulsive, antisocial and inept at functioning outside the online world, no offence to anybody - whose lives are shaken when a beautiful girl moves to the apartment next door and makes their dorky hearts go a-flutter. Some of the classic lines? "Hey, I've got a social life! I have 212 friends on Myspace!!" and "Let's see Battlestar Galactica Season 2." "But we've already watched the DVDs." "Not with audio commentary!" ROFL. As the hot blond chick is a certain Kaley Cuoco, who was oh so irritating as the blond bitch in the final season of Charmed and even in Eight Simple Rules, but who is actually funny and very likable in this half-hour series. And Big Bang has already caught some famous people's attention. As reported on tvguide.com:

Robyn Asimov, daughter of the late Isaac Asimov ("the prolific writer, scientist and charismatic geek," as she herself puts it) talks about CBS' The Big Bang Theory, and shares her especially qualified affinity for the show about a pair of quirky physicists. "[It] is delightfully witty, a brilliant mix of intelligent dialogue with comedy, and absolutely spot-on regarding the wonderful, cerebrally sexy world of nerds," she said.

Asimov — who in 2004 countered film critics with her support of the big-screen take on her father's I, Robot short-story series, and now is chairman and trustee of his estate — referenced this week's episode, saying that "discussing my father’s Three Laws of Robotics during the hysterical conversation among three of the cast members, theorizing if one was a robot — and would he want to be told — was priceless."

In closing, she shared her wish for The Big Bang Theory's success and offered "cheers to [the show] for making geeks truly lovable — as lovable as I found my father to be."

In response to the very special rave, Big Bang's taken-aback cocreator Bill Prady told TVGuide.com: "We are our characters, so we are as thrilled to hear from Ms. Asimov as Sheldon and Leonard would be!"



Reaper: A supernatural hour-long comedy about a nerdy guy at a hardware shop named Sam who, upon turning 21, is told by his folks that his soul was promised to the Devil (the charmingly manipulative Ray Wise) and the time has come for the evil dude to be in charge. Next thing you know, poor Sam is forced to be a bounty hunter for the Devil, capturing escaped souls from hell who are wreaking havoc upon the earth. Sam only has his two close friends from work to help him out... plus a weekly 'vessel' sent by the Devil to help him: everyday objects turned soul-trappers - a mini vacuum cleaner, a remote control car, a toaster, etc. Strange, funny and occasionally scary, definitely worth checking out!!



Chuck
: Another hour-long comedy with a nerd in the lead: Chuck, who also, oddly enough, works in a hardware store, finds his humdrum everyday life turned upside down when confidential secrets belonging to the FBI and CIA are inadvertently downloaded into his brain, making him a walking, talking, hapless computer of the country's deepest, darkest skeletons in the closet. Naturally this means he is now a target for both protection by two members of the secret service, the sexy Sarah and the brutish agent whose name escapes me at the moment, and assassination by evil spies hellbent on wiping out his knowledge... and him with it. Entertaining and very, very promising.



Aliens in America: A half-hour sitcom that will never see the light of day here in Malaysia due to its references to... well... you'll see. The basic premise? A nerdy highschooler is constantly being tormented by his schoolmates, so his folks believe he'll fare better with a foreign exchange student in his life, preferably someone blond and blue-eyed who will rub off positively on the poor geeky bastard. Cut to the arrival of Raja, a wide-eyed, idealistic Pakistani Muslim whose unlikely friendship with the lead nerd signals the advent of laughs and politically incorrect humour intended to point out (so the producers say) the ignorance and prejudices inherent in American society today. Good examples? When Raja's bigoted teacher says snottily, "Who isn't glad that Raja is joining us? We can now learn more about... um... Muslimism." And another girl pipes up, "He makes me angry. His people brought down the twin towers." OoooOOO. A highlight? When Raja and lead nerd boy (whose name escapes me too) are caught on their knees in the bedroom. Shocked Mom (a wonderful Amy Pietz, from 90s' sitcom Caroline in the City fame) exclaims, "What on earth are you doing?!" and the lead nerd looks up innocently and replies, "Um. Praying to Mecca." Score!!!



Well, that's about all, folks. The other show still waiting to be checked out is the Bionic Woman remake, which my mate Terry is raving about but which I've yet to watch (though it's been downloaded), so I'll rave or ignore it as appropriate once I've seen it. But yea, if you get the chance, check out the abovementioned nerdy shows. Nerds seem to be taking over. It's beauty and the geek: the TV trend. Maybe some of us have a hope yet. Arf arf. Okay, byebye!! ~N

Friday, 12 October 2007

It's Nice To See You Again!

Well, at long last - my TV shows reviews - some of the latest shows from the States that I'm currently watching and which I think have some great potential! But first, a nice, big WELCOME BACK to some of my older favourites -- if you want, you can revisit my earlier blog post on these shows; and you can click on the titles for links and on the pics for bigger views. Anyway, here we go: beware, SPOILER ALERTS:

Brothers & Sisters: Welcome back, Walkers! Season two kicks off with more over-the-top drama and heartwarming comedy with the wonderful antics of recent Emmy-awardwinning Sally Field as the mother of five rambunctious kids. The season opener kicks off with Nora (Field) waiting for news about former druggie Justin (Dave Annable) who has left to Iraq for the war. In the meantime, Kitty (Calista Flockhart) is celebrating her birthday on the anniversary of their father's death. The party is not unexpectedly a shambles, but in the end they wind up having fun... until a phone call reveals that Justin's unit has been hit by a bomb. Episode two shows one of the most moving scenes in the series: Justin, back at home and with a mangled leg, in excruciating agony but refusing to consume any of the addictive painkillers. He writhes around and sobs in bed, and his mom comes in to hold him, in what is easily another Emmy-winning scene. Tearjerking stuff, I swear. Totally awesome.

Ugly Betty: Welcome back, Betty and Gang! Season two kicks off... um... with more over-the-top drama and heartwarming comedy with the wonderful antics of recent Emmy-awardwinning America Ferrera as the duckling turned swan in a fashion magazine. Season two kicks off with the continuation of all the madness: Betty's love-of-her-life having left her to be with his pregnant girlfriend; Betty's sister Hilda grieving over the supposed death of her husband-to-be and father-of-her-son also named Justin; Justin starting an internship at Mode; Daniel and Alexis Meade in hospital after a horrific car crash, with Alexis suffering from amnesia and not knowing that 'he' has since become a woman; the evil Wilhemina plotting to marry Bradford Meade to take over the magazine, but with Bradford's wife Clare having escaped from prison and on the path of violent vengeance; Amanda having discovered she is the daughter of former editor-in-chief Faye Sommers and is now battling weight gain and is bent on finding her real father; and Ignacio, Betty and Hilda's dad, stuck in Mexico with no visa back to the States and also the target of a vengeful party of bandits. When will it all end? Awesome stuff.

Supernatural: Welcome back, Winchesters! Sam and Dean kick off season three by going after seven (yes, count 'em, seven) of the bad thingies they let loose out of hell at the end of season 2. A newcomer to the scene, a mysterious blond, is stalking them and is kicking butt. Who the hell is she? What does she want with the guys? Why is her name in the cast, when for two years the show has always been a two-person vehicle?! Certainly a strong opening episode, with the guys battling demonic incarnations of the Seven Deadly Sins (my favourite is Sloth, who made a family sit on a couch in front of the tv and not move until they literally starved to death)... but I hope the writers are able to write in the new chick validly and convincingly, and not let it wind up like the catastrophe that was season eight of Charmed. Oy vey, I did not just say that, ROFL. Moving right along. Regardless: Awesome stuff.

Heroes: Welcome back, heroes! Season two kicks off with more disjointed misadventures of the people who discovered they have special powers. Mohinder, Parkman and Noah Bennett are still trying to bring down the Company while trying to battle a virus that is taking down some of the Heroes; Bennett has taken his family, including indestructable Clare, away to start life anew in a new location, but will Clare be found out by the mysterious new boy in school who can apparently fly?... Hiro is trapped in the late 1600s and now has to fix history that he inadvertently messed up by being there, by helping his childhood hero Kinsei to become the hero that he is historically meant to be; Peter is alive and has some how wound up in Ireland; and some evil thingy is now targeting the older generation of heroes, including Hiro's dad, Peter and Nathan's mum, and, in episode three, Noah Bennett himself (oooo!) Meanwhile, two new heroes are introduced, a Mexican-speaking duo whose powers kill people by making them bleed from the eyes (and bring them back to life by stopping the eye-bleeding. Go figure). While the show is still interesting, I'm fast losing interest in Hiro's mindless Japan-in-the-1600s subplot; they unnecessarily brought back Sylar; Peter seems to have too much power and his mysterious 'what's-in-the-box' plot isn't all that interesting; and Clare's romantic entanglement with the mysterious flying boy is getting annoying. Sigh. Disenchantment is setting in, unfortunately. I'm still very intrigued by the older-generation plot, though, so there's lots of hope yet. Verdict: Still great. Less than awesome, but great.

Ghost Whisperer: Season three! Jen Love Hewitt as Melinda, the cleavage-bearing chick who talks ghosts into the afterlife. With the addition of Jay Mohr to the cast as the skeptical, intrigued, wise-cracking, flirtatious Prof Payne, the show is still successfully intermingling shocks and horror with emotional tearjerking scenes... and though we could do with more of Melinda's husband Jim, and Delia, her friend at the antique store played by the grossly underused Camryn Manheim, this show still scares and entertains. Pretty awesome. Check out episode two's freaky Bloody Mary episode. Yikes.

Stargate Atlantis: Season four! Solid opening episodes after the events of last season that had Atlantis leaving the planet they'd been on for three years following an attack by a destructive Replicator ray, and getting stranded in space with not enough power to get them anywhere. Meanwhile, in the chaos of take-off, Elizabeth Weir was devastatingly injured in a blast. Now the new episodes have had her healed by 'Nanites', micoscopic Replicator cells that have brought her back to life but that make her a link to the Replicators and subsequently trap her on the Replicator home planet with no idea if she is dead or alive. Oy vey, a repeat of the Lt Ford incident of season two, when the poor guy was Wraith-ified and never to be seen again. Hopefully Weir comes back. But Amanda Tapping's Lt Samantha Carter is set to take over Atlantis, which not everyone is happy about, but I'm quite thrilled to see what's going to happen next. Verdict: Still pretty awesome.

My Name Is Earl: Season three! Earl, still trying to please karma, is now in prison taking the fall for a crime his pregnant ex-wife Joy (recent Emmy-awardwinner Jaime Presley) committed, while the rest of the gang tries to cope without Earl in their midst. By letting Earl remain in prison it opens up some interesting storylines, but I hope they don't keep him in there for too long, so as to let him go back to the roots of the story, i.e. trying to cross off items on his karma list!! Anyway, not as awesome as it used to be, but still pretty great. :)

How I Met Your Mother: Season three starts off with Ted, now split from Robin and officially single, trying his hand at the dating game again. Meanwhile, Marshall and Lily are now married and are trying to deal with their new life as a newlywed couple; while Barney is... well, Barney, LOL. Still a pretty great show, though not as awesome as before... now that Ted and Robin have split, there doesn't seem to be much point to Robin's existence on the show (as demonstrated in episode three, where she had the most insipid subplot on her own), but hopefully, as many fans hope, she will soon hook up with the flirtatious, lustful Barney. Heh. That would be legen - wait for it - dary!

Coming up next: the new shows I'm watching!! (which will appear above this post, so this announcement won't really make sense for those who check in after I've put up my next post. Heh. Oh well.) :)

Thursday, 11 October 2007

Star Struck & Symbiosis

Hi everybody! Wat's been going on? Well, recaps: on Tuesday I headed to KL for my interview with Siti Nurhaliza. Was quite nervous, after all, she's Malaysia's biggest pop icon, and one of the most famous in this part of the world, too. But she turned out to be very, very lovely, very down-to-earth and even a bit shy upon meeting us. We did a photo shoot, somewhat spontaneous, so instead of looking like the hot, heavily-made-up pin-up girl that audiences here are used to seeing, she looked very natural, sweet, demure... the real person, not the stylized version. I think it's going to be a pretty cool cover. Did I mention it's going to be a cover story? Whoohoo. Awesome!

On that day I also got to see a rehearsal in progress of P Ramlee: The Musical held at Istana Budaya, and got to meet and speak to the lovely Tiara Jacquelina. Two celebrities in one day, not bad at all! And Sean Ghazi was there, too, but I didn't get to speak to him as he was needed onstage (though I've already interviewed him for our cover story earlier this year. Good times.) It's such a shame that I didn't think of bringing my camera with me... it would've made for some quite nice memories of the day. But ah well. It's all good. I'm back down on earth now. LOL.

Well, it's a long weekend - Friday to Monday hols - but I've got a ton of writing work to go, so I'm going to make this another short entry. On another note, I've finally begun seriously getting into the writing of my musical The Edge, and it's looking... rather... interesting.... if I may say so, haha! I'll put up more stuff on it as and when it's developed. Okay, I'm going to go now. Oh yeah, today Terry and I had a Vietnamese dinner and it was deeeeeelicious!!! It was also in the same building as my new gym/pool place. Man, all the restaurants... I guess it's a symbiosis: you eat and then work it off, or you work out and get hungry and then go eat. Heh. Either way, good call.

Ok I go now. Byebye!

Tuesday, 9 October 2007

Siti and Gym

Ello boys and girls. Whassup? A quicky from me (erk, that sounded wrong). Tomorrow (well, today, really, since it's 1am now) I'll be interviewing Malaysia's most popular starlet, Siti Nurhaliza, for the magazine, so that oughta be really exciting! (Hmm. Should I not have posted that up on my blog? Hush hush and all that? Oh well. Too late now. And the delete button on my keyboard's gone wonky. Really it has. See. I'm trying to delete this sentence but I can't. Tra la la. Eh, what can you do.)

Anyhoo. Today I did the unthinkable and went back to the gym! Whoohoooo! Within ten minutes my back was a little achy all over again, but it wasn't too bad. And the gym has a pool, so I went for a little dip after. Shame that the pool is pretty small... when there are lotsa people in there, there's barely any room for any real exercise, so it becomes more like, well, a hotel swimming pool, really. Arf. And it kinda feels that way, too... it's on a rooftop, and there are all these deckchairs and palm trees around it, plus there's cheesy boyband music playing from the loudspeakers around the yard and in the water, I kid you not! Truly, there are these round waterproof speakers in the pool, so when you dip yer head under the water, you hear the music in full watery amplification! Pretty cool stuff. :)

Well, that's really all for now... gotta get some shut eye in preparation for tomorrow. Wish me luck, boys and girls!! Oh, I'm still gonna blog about tv shows, I haven't forgotten. Will do it as soon as... well, as soon as I get round to doing it, ROFL. Take care, ciao!!

Thursday, 4 October 2007

Outside Da Box

Hi everyone, how's it going? It's Thursday afternoon and I'm sitting in a Starbucks after an interesting interview with some theatre people this morning. Good stuff. More details if things develop, LOL. Meanwhile, my boss has implemented this whole "working outside the box" thing, which basically allows us (theoretically) to not have to be in the office to work on our assignments. The problem with that, I'm finding, is that it's a lot easier to slack off and do other things apart from work, even though I personally find it more conducive to work, say, sitting in a Starbucks than sitting in the office with the bright gaudy office chairs, LOL. Anyway. Just thinking aloud there...

Anyway, yesterday I did the most joyous thing in the world: I walked from my house to the shops and back again. Yes. Joyous. JOYOUS! Because it was the first time in about 10 months that I've done it without feeling pain in my lower back and leg, slipped discs bedamned!! YAYAY! Now, I don't want to jinx it, but isn't it kinda sad that it takes pain for you to appreciate simple things like WALKING? Sigh. My right leg's noticably weaker than the left though, in the sense that it gets tired more easily (eg weary muscles, like if you've been working out and your legs are ready to give in)... but I think a bit more walking, a lot more exercise and one more visit to the acupuncturist (eeeek!) might do the trick. Hey, I don't know if it's really the acupuncturist who has helped, but can it be a coincidence that it has twice markedly improved after twice getting needles jammed into my lower spine?! ROFL. Oy vey. Anyway, here's hoping it'll all get well 100% soon. And I can start focusing on losing all this depression weight, sigh. Moving right along.

.... To nothing. That's really all I wanted to say, arf. I'm still catching up on TV shows, so I'll give ya a rundown of my new favourites etc etc soon, but I hope everyone's enjoying season 2 of Heroes and Ugly Betty and oooo Season 2 of Brothers and Sisters mentioned Malaysia and made it sound like this godforsaken improverished war-torn country in need of missionary help from America... but I love that show, so I forgive them. (It was even really rather funny, hahahaha!) Okay that's all for now - until next time - be good!! ~nick ;)