Monday, August 31, 2009

My Pinky-Toe Story



Upon returning home today from the FanExpo weekend (I will share my thought on that in another post), my pinky toe had a untimely collision with the door frame of my bedroom. It stung like a motherfucker but it's not the first time I've kicked a door frame, so I paid it no mind. With a mild stinging sensation on my left pinky toe, I continued to my washroom to pee. With bladder emptied, I decided it'd be a good time to take off my socks. I was poised to pull the left sock off, but then i felt something wet.

Weird! I don't think I peed on myself. My aim is worthy of a dead-eye shooter of the Western era. If there were a pissing-duel, I'm certain I would hit my challenger in the eye before he could unzip.

So I brought my fingers into focus and found 'red stuff' on them. That's when the profound moment hit me; my pinky toe is either dead or mortally wounded. Let's end the suspense right here and pull off the damn sock, shall we?
It's indeed covering in the 'red stuff' and my toe nail had split in half. once I stopped the bleeding I realized half of it was flapping at the breeze, only joined at the cuticle, so I took it off. The best way I could describe my pinky toe's current condition is as follow-- Do you know how Harvey Dent looked when we found him in the hospital in 'Dark knight'? kinda like that!

so there's probably a good chance my pinky-toe will harbour this grudge over what I did to it until it goes mad and exact its revenge on me in the near future.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

You MANIACS!!!! You Blew it Up!!



When you look at the inside of the PS3 SLIM it is very anti-climatic. The magic that once promises superb HD graphics and enriched gaming experience is ALL GONE!!
Wait-Wh-WHAT? Price dropped to $299?
Time to rekindle my passion with the PS3 ALL NIGHT LONG!

Monday, August 17, 2009

Post - 'Alchemist' rushed post



When you really want something the Universe will move out of your way and help you achieve it! I have recently finished reading The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. It’s an epic tale of love, courage and spiritual enlightenment that fucking blew my mind!

The story is about a dude named Santiago who loved to go about his mundane life as a Shepard, who had grown quite fond of his sheeps (Not like that you sick fuck!). Never questioning whether he made the right career choice. He’s just a dude who loved to travel and this career path happens to tailor to people like him. It’s not that he didn’t want to aim high! It’s just that the story took place before the advent of aerial transportation, or else he would take up a job as a pilot and all his trials and tribulations would be much much shorter and trivial.

It just wouldn’t be an international bestselling phenomenon.

I don’t want to give too much away, but ultimately this boy had a dream. Literally, a recurring dream that had shown him images of buried treasure at the foot of the pyramids. This dream was his ultimate call-to-action, akin to Luke Skywalker and how he blew up the Death Star. But I digress.

The point of the story is dreams do come true, however it comes with a caveat, that in order to fulfil this dream. One must take that very scary first step of deciding to give up his or her personal illusion of safety, like a crappy job, and willing to face a barrage of obstacles and set-backs before earning one’s dream in life.

One thing I took away from the story is that as long as you are willing to put yourself out there, risking that mundane repetitive life to really LIVE your dream, you will definitely meet defeat, you will learn, you will grow and you will be abundantly rewarded.

It’s fucked up how this shit works but this book made a believer out of me. It makes it ok for me to fail sometimes and to expect certain setbacks in life or in any endeavours. This is very endearing to me.

I am so fucking inspired by Santiago that I want to model my life on his epic journey and live out my dream and find my treasure!

Tuesday, August 4, 2009



If you get the reference, and you know me, then you know it’s far from the truth. However, I did see Dr. Horrible’s Sing-along-blog over the weekend. This shit is brilliant!!I'm surprised I didn't watch this sooner!! Joss Whedon continues to dazzle the audience with his wit in this web-based musical.*

Upon finishing the dvd, I felt the urge to sing. Somehow these catchy show tunes have restored the music in my heart and drawn out that innate musical-gayness (not that there’s anything wrong with that); Musical loves everybody whether they are gay or straight! Horrible makes me want to revisit Whedon’s body of work, including Toy Story! That’s right! He contributed to the screenplay but not too many people know about that.

With his writing chops, BBC should totally hire this scribe for an episode of Dr. Who—with or without the musical! When you look at it from a business perspective, it makes absolute sense since this show has a massive following from the gay community in the UK.




*Classic tale of Good vs Evil; nerdy protagonist vs jocky superhero! The story is told from the perspective of the lovable semi-villain and his struggle to rise up and become a real villain -- Whedon style!