Friday, April 07, 2006
My last day @work
Friday, March 31, 2006
Friday, March 24, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
dyno Roadsterrrr
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Bling me dollar sign ring
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Cool Illusion
If your eyes follow the movement of the rotating pink dot, you will only see one color, pink. If you stare at the black + in the center, the moving dot turns to green. Now, concentrate on the black + in the center of the picture. After a short period of time, all the pink dots will slowly disappear, and you will only see a green dot rotating if you're lucky! It's amazing how our brain works. There really is no green dot, and the pink ones really don't disappear. This should be proof enough, we don't always see what we think we see.Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Boots...Everyone Loves Boots..
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Who is Tammy From NYP??

And so I dug... ..
So if you want to read more about it, information can be found via :: MYSPY :: (many links here) , ::ROCKSON :: (link to Steven Lim??!!??) and "Book of Aletheia" ... google search... Hardwarezone ëat-drink-man-woman forums.... Straits Time, :: Xialanxue :: @ blogspot,Sammyboy Kopitiam Forums... blah blah blah...
Ok, am done with it.. they look pretty decent for amatuer porn starrrsss.... backdrop and sound needs a lil improvement i think...
UPDATE::
I said I would stop digging..oh well.. I got bored.. so anyways...
Thats crap because it should be FREE!! hehe..anyways click around and you will get a FREE ONE!! TRUST ME!!
mj game for 3??
...Solution for Stinkers...
And today, the same thing happened again.. I have established the fact that she has to fart every morning, just before lunch.. while shaking her feet...
So I hopped onto the internet and searched for some gizmo that may help in that.. and I found this::Vitamin C Undies PLUS Anti-Odor Duds !!! Story via ::Gizmodo::

It has some nanotechnology thingo going on to stop their stinks.. how cool is that.. think I will ask her to get one.. heheheh
So for those of you who think you/people you know might stink(be it for whatever reason, go check it out man...)
Product by ::[OnlyOnefix]::
My take on it is this:: The foul smell will be filtrated by the nano-whatever-tech....its molecules transformed into blossom/cherry perfumeeee...resulting in a happier cubicle sharing mate ... mainly me!!
Gosh I have completely lost my appetite...
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Plasma and Canvas
Monday, February 20, 2006
Strange Behaviour @ the office
- Eating Durians. The smell is really toxic when confined in an air-conditioned environment.
- Waiting for the lift with 10 other people just to reach the next floor. I cant justify that, especially when you look overweight. You do need the extra exercise...
...O so strange.... Death of a newbie @ work...
Thursday, February 16, 2006
MOTOROOOLLLLAAAAA & JEEEEEEP

ALL you "hello moto" fans out there!! Do you feel frustrated with you newly bought 'moto' phone? All that LAGGING...mysterious missed calls messages appearing hours later.... difficult navigating buttons... DO you always ask yourselves WHY????WHY O WHY DID I GET moto??
So here is your answer to why.... ITS :: THIS::!!
** Please note :: I am in no way connected to this marketing project. Am in no way connected to the multi-billion $$ moto ..... Everything written here is personal..and sometimes when my phone f**ks up on me... i tend to ask myself "why did i buy this piece of sh*t??" I have found my revelation to the above qns... hehehe
If you want to have a chance to win THAT PINK PHONE!! Get your friends into the system and give away their emails!! Forget about privacy!! Winning that phone is just cause!! wooooohooooo!! heheheh
FOR TRADE CLICK HERE
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
..Just another day..

Sometimes I feel like a sellout.... Sigh..Oh Well, Bunniguru..Good Bye..
::ITEM FOR TRADE CLICK HERE::
Frank Kozik Smoking Rabbit(Colette Edition)


For all you 'labbit' fans out there. This is a must-have. A collaborative work with ::Kidrobot :: & Frank Kozik for ::Colette (in PARIS)::.
AN edition out of 200. You can get the autographed copy from Kidrobot's website( 60 pieces) but its a real hassel..
You have to log on to their website at a particular time, look for some secret password, click on it and ''TA-DA" you can purchase it at USD$79.95 + shipping.
BUT that may not necessary guarantee that they have stock.You might end up receiving an out of stock email from them.... So if you are not hard up for an autographed version, get one from Colette instead. Cost you SGD $200 thereabouts with shipping (try using vpost).
Size: figurine width (29cm) x height (22cm)Material: plasticWeight: 0.8kg
Visit the sites for more information....
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Automatic Mahjong "Shuffler" Table
Monday, January 09, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Plan your route...

To most group rides, it is important to plan your route...I was asked to take charge on one of the occasions and I was circling around watten estate, doing my usual 'eating air' riding stance, when SB asked me ....SB : Hey where are you going???are we lost?
S : How can we be lost if I dont know where I was going??
SB ( revvvvvved his green mean steaming machine and wrecked me fender..) and I got this...!!!
Judge a man by his eating habits....thats all I can say...
This is the same entry as FBM's.. Decided to post it here too...
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Praying Hands

::Albrecht Dürer ::
The Praying Hands
Back in the fifteenth century, in a tiny village near Nuernberg, lived a family
with eighteen children. Eighteen! In order merely to keep food on the table for
this mob, the father and head of the household, a goldsmith by profession,
worked almost eighteen hours a day at his trade and any other paying chore he
could find in the neighborhood.
Despite their seemingly hopeless condition,
two of Albrecht Dürer the Elder's children had a dream. They both wanted to
pursue their talent for art, but they knew full well that their father would
never be financially able to send either of them to Nuernberg to study at the
Academy. After many long discussions at night in their crowded bed, the two boys
finally worked out a pact. They would toss a coin. The loser would go down into
the nearby mines and, with his earnings, support his brother while he attended
the academy. Then, when that brother who won the toss completed his studies, in
four years, he would support the other brother at the academy, either with sales
of his artwork or, if necessary, also by laboring in the mines.
They tossed
a coin on a Sunday morning after church. Albrecht Dürer won the toss and went
off to Nuernberg. Albert went down into the dangerous mines and, for the next
four years, financed his brother, whose work at the academy was almost an
immediate sensation. Albrecht's etchings, his woodcuts, and his oils were far
better than those of most of his professors, and by the time he graduated, he
was beginning to earn considerable fees for his commissioned works.
When the
young artist returned to his village, the Dürer family held a festive dinner on
their lawn to celebrate Albrecht's triumphant homecoming. After a long and
memorable meal, punctuated with music and laughter, Albrecht rose from his
honored position at the head of the table to drink a toast to his beloved
brother for the years of sacrifice that had enabled Albrecht to fulfill his
ambition. His closing words were, "And now, Albert, blessed brother of mine, now
it is your turn. Now you can go to Nuernberg to pursue your dream, and I will
take care of you."
All heads turned in eager expectation to the far end of
the table where Albert sat, tears streaming down his pale face, shaking his
lowered head from side to side while he sobbed and repeated, over and over, "No
...no ...no ...no."
Finally, Albert rose and wiped the tears from his
cheeks. He glanced down the long table at the faces he loved, and then, holding
his hands close to his right cheek, he said softly, "No, brother. I cannot go to
Nuernberg. It is too late for me. Look ... look what four years in the mines
have done to my hands! The bones in every finger have been smashed at least
once, and lately I have been suffering from arthritis so badly in my right hand
that I cannot even hold a glass to return your toast, much less make delicate
lines on parchment or canvas with a pen or a brush. No, brother ... for me it is
too late."
More than 450 years have passed. By now, Albrecht Dürer's
hundreds of masterful portraits, pen and silver-point sketches, watercolors,
charcoals, woodcuts, and copper engravings hang in every great museum in the
world, but the odds are great that you, like most people, are familiar with only
one of Albrecht Dürer's works. More than merely being familiar with it, you very
well may have a reproduction hanging in your home or office.
One day, to pay
homage to Albert for all that he had sacrificed, Albrecht Dürer painstakingly
drew his brother's abused hands with palms together and thin fingers stretched
skyward. He called his powerful drawing simply "Hands," but the entire world
almost immediately opened their hearts to his great masterpiece and renamed his
tribute of love "The Praying Hands."
The next time you see a copy of The
Praying Hands, take a second look. Let it be your reminder, if you still need
one, that no one - no one - - ever makes it alone!
~Source
Unknown~
Even though the story is fiction, I hope the intent of the story is
appreciated, whether true or not.
Sorry for the cut and paste. The source is unknown and this story is found everywhere.







