Good God Y’all!

Hmm… the title’s a hangover from the previous post.

And it doesn’t help that I am hearing to the Song for the 10th time today…

My phone broke down a few weeks ago… so I brought my phone to a local “electronic hub” to get it fixed. Asked around quite a few shops but no one seemed to be able to do a proper diagnosis of the problem… Ok, I didn’t really give them a chance… I start leaving when they are in the middle of looking for the “on” button.

The only shop that passed the first screening (successfully locating the “on” button after only 3 minutes) asked me to leave it with them for 1 day, but I don’t think I’ll take the chance.

Anyway, let’s go back to the repair guy. I am not making the next part up… He started fiddling around with it then poked it with some complicated (and thus professional) looking machinery and gauges before taking out the battery, wait for it…stuck out his tongue and started licking the connection point of the battery!!!

Afterwhich, he very diligently replace the battery back in the phone and looked expectantly as I press the Power button on the phone. I think he really expects that the miracle cure to have worked. What can I say? I think I’m just glad that he was the one that put the battery back in the phone.



A plagerized post…

My song for the moment… so true… and so good to sing along… don’t diss it before you try it

Edwin Starr – WAR
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing
Uh ha haa ha
What is it good for?
Absolutley nothing…say it again y’all
War..huh…look out…
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…listen to me ohhhhh

WAR! I despise,
‘cos it means destruction of innocent lives,
War means tears to thousands of mother’s eyes,
When their sons gone to fight and lose their lives.

I said WAR!…huh…good God y’all,
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…say it again
War! Huh…What is it good for (Edwin sings ‘Wohh oh Lord’ over the top)
Absolutely nothing…listen to me

WAR! It ain’t nothing but a heartbreaker,
War. Friend only to the undertaker.
Ohhh! War is an enemy to all mankind,
The thought of war blows my mind.
War has caused unrest within the younger generation
Induction then destruction…who wants to die? Ohhh

WAR! good God y’all huh
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…say it say it SAY IT!
WAR!…uh huh yeah hu!
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…listen to me

WAR! It ain’t nothing but a heartbreaker,
War! It’s got one friend that’s the undertaker.
Ohhhh! War has shattered many a young man’s dream,
Made him disabled, bitter and mean,
Life is much too short and precious to spend fighting wars these days.
War can’t give life, it can only take it away!

Ohhh WAR! huh…good God y’all
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…say it again
War!…huh…woh oh oh Lord
What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing…listen to me

War! It ain’t nothing but a heartbreaker,
War. Friend only to the undertaker…woo
Peace lovin’ understand then tell me,
Is there no place for them today?
They say we must fight to keep our freedom,
But Lord knows there’s got to be a better way.

Ohhhhhhh WAR! huh…good God y’all…
What is it good for?…you tell me!
Say it say it say it saaaay it!
War! good God now…huh
What is it good for?
Stand up and shout it…NOTHING [END]

You know you’ve been watching too much TV when…

You start finding meanings in “Tom and Jerry” cartoons and finding yourself looking out for falling anvils when you hear the beep beep of passing vehicles (which there are a lot of here)

Then you realise you’ve sank to another level altogether when you’re researching on these cartoon when there is a big test coming up the next day.

Tom and JerryWile E Coyote

The amount of useless nuggets of information you can turn up with an hour or 2 online is amazing!

This is a site that has abstracts from Chuck Jones’ (the chief director of the Road Runner Show) biography Chuck Amuck.

The article lists the golden rules the producers stood by in the production of the Road Runner Show….

The one I love the most?

Rule 10. The audience’s sympathy must remain with the Coyote

And it does… I’ve always thought of the Road Runner as a no personality, bimbo fairy.

So There!

Book sellers are the most interesting people in the world

I’ve been buying books.

A lot of books.

One of my favourite activities during the weekends (in fact for most time) is to walk around book stores and magazine stores.

I know that most books are available online as ebooks these days but nothing beats sitting in a chair (comfortable), sipping a warm/cold drink (nice) with music playing in the background (rock but soft) while flipping through a book.

So one of the best thing about being here is that there are book sellers EVERYWHERE! There’re vendors on the streets peddling the latest novels at some of the cheapest prices! And it is always a good experience talking to them. 2 of the books vendors already know me by name. And one of them will always have a few choice recommendations for me whenever I drop by his store. So far he’s been spot on regarding all the books he’s recommended.

I’ve just finished Khaled Hosseni’s “Kite Runner” under his recommendation and it is one of the most rewarding reads I’ve had in recent… months.

But the interesting thing about this Guy is that… he cannot read English! I am not making this up. I just found out and so I was asking him how did he make all the recommendations he did. He just said that he like the “feel” of the book. That although he does not read english, he reads good local literature. So he knows what a good book feels like.

You can’t argue with that! And like I’ve said, the Man’s been spot on so far.

Happily ever after…

I am a lover of fairy tales…

The ones that were read to you when you were young. The ones that made you believe in magic. The ones that made you believe that there are fair maidens to be saved, dragons to be slayed, kingdoms to be won, quests to be embarked on, treasures to be found.

Fairy tales makes us believe we are all one with the world, that the angsana tree you pass on your way to school understands you when you speak to it, that the cat you passed in the streets might secretly be a witch in disguise, that all rivers lead to some hidden paradise, that there are civilized underwater empires, treasure filled underground caverns with bearded dwarves, magical kingdoms to be found… if you only know where to look. 

That since everything was possible “once upon a time”, it can happen again… if you just take the bother to look.

But fairy tales have not always been this way. They were not written for children. They were meant to be told around fire places when travelling at night. They were meant to horrify and terrify, and the amusement they provided were strictly for adults only.

I’m talking about the tales of Snow Drop , Ashputtel , Rose-Bud and Rumpelstiltskin. Or as they are better known to us…. Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty and ermm… well, Rumpelstiltskin. Their tales are not of rosy sunsets, peace and forgiveness, Prince Charmings and all talking all singing animals. Not all the way, anyway. Their tales are tales of revenge and deceit. Of blood and tears and terrible vengence.

This is a wonderful link to the stories of Snow White and Cinderella…. The uncensored version

and here’s a great quiz that tests your knowledge of these fairy tales

And Man stands Victorious again!!

So after a month long fight to stop the evil enemy, I’ve finally managed to stop my nemesis once and for all!

For 1 month, he has been trying to sneak insidiously behind my defence. For 1 month, he will hide behind cover and assault me when I least expect that. For 1 month, I have suffered his taunts and glee when he managed to take me by surprise.

 I thought I had all angles covered when I realised his 2 buddies in the axis of evil did not make it past the journey. That this was an utopia, free from such evil. But sometimes, the greatest evil can appear devilishly good.

It’s been said that there is power in a name. And for 1 month he has managed to keep that secret well. No amount of gesturing, slow speaking or even lousy sketching has allowed me to uncover his name.

But TODAY! Today is different. With my relentless resolve and amazing deductive skills, I have found his name and he shall plague me no more!

So, Take that, you BINDHI!! Begone!! Man continue undefeated and no amount of cunning fruits can stop that…. for long.

Now I can stop pointing at all dishes and saying… ” laaaaaaaaa – diees’ fing -er”? While trying desperately to gesture the shape of a ladies’ finger with my other hand

(How does anyone do that anyway? Anyone with any bright suggestions?)