Batty-licious!!!

It was a slow and lonely night, so I was surfing around the net looking for something to ignite my night. 30 minutes past and I was so close to abandoning all hope for something interesting to pop out online, then suddenly like a slap from Superman, I bumped into a some pictures that ignited my fire and tingled my imagination. No, it’s not Paris Hilton’s latest swimsuit pics, but something FAR more delicious. It was pictures of ‘The Dark Knight’, the sequel to Christopher Nolan’s ‘Batman Begins’. I must say Nolan did a batty-licious job with ‘Batman Begins’, and in my opinion was the best Batman movie since Tim Burton’s first ‘Batman’ (how many times I had said ‘Bat’? Hmmm, try saying that sentence 10 times in quick succession!). “Dark Knight’ will star Heth Ledger, Christian Bale and Morgan Freeman and will open in theatres July 18, 2008. Until then, here are the pictures to wet your bat appetite:

Another Shot from Hitman

OOohh, got another cool photo grab off the net. Following my post regarding the movie based on the super-cool and famous video game 'Hitman', here's another shot of Timothy Olyphant (from 'Die Hard 4.0' a.k.a. 'Live Free or Die Hard' a.k.a. 'Final Fantasy Action Movie' a.k.a. 'What happens when Heaven & Hell doesn't exist, people don't die cos they got no where else to go' playing the famed baldie:

Hitman letting off some gas. The stinky ones.

Johnny Bravo Rambo

Oooo, some friend of mine hooked me up with some photos of the upcoming Rambo movie, called simply 'Johnny Rambo'. It's basically set in Burma and its Burmese army is ruthlessly killing its locals for whatever reason we yet not know. So, our Johnny hero here goes all the way to Burma to wipe clean the bad guys and save the day. Starring Rambo as himself and directed by Sylvester Stallone, I just can't wait for this blockbuster. Seriously. It's gonna beat the shit out of 'Transformers'. Seriously. Check out the photos below and you will know what I mean:

Rambo playing in his backyard. He must be really lonely.

Rambo's retirement plan: fishing.

Rambo's retirement plan #2: road-side snake shows. Kids are gonna love him.

Darn, maybe 2000 push-ups a day is too much for an old man like Rambo.

An innocent man forced to watch Rambo III. Twice. Oh, the horror.

A very angry version of Michael Jackson.

Peekaboo! Rambo playing hide-and-seek with the kids. How sweet.

So, this is how he looks like constipated. Hmm, actually that's how he always looks.

Rambo showing his best milking technique. He says its the best way to milk anything. I believe him.

Rambo to Man: "Hey there, wanna wanna watch Rambo III with me?"

Horrified Man thinking to himself: "I'm more scared of the movie than you!"

The Rush for the 3rd Hour & Saving my PS2

This weekend went to Sungai Wang to send my PS2 to fix. Yup, if you didn’t know, my game console went kaput at a most perfect time last week. Just when all the players arrived (Phil, J-son & Vince) for a final session of “Pro Evolution Soccer 6” before J-son & Vince depart back to oh-so-wonderful Sweden, at the very second that Vince’s hand placed the CD into the slot, the PS2 died. Great Lucifer’s Balls, what the f**k??? It’s like Vince’s hand was the touch of death. Spent almost 1 hour trying to revive the thing (applied CPR) but alas, no help. I was seriously considering giving it an ‘IV’ drip attached to some whiskey for extra “ummpphh” but, nah, I’ll save the whiskey for something else instead. It officially died at 11:24pm, cause of death unknown. It’s dead, but not the hope that it will reborn again, it’s just a matter of time… Carlos Tevez at my control will roam the digital fields of my PS2 very soon…I hope.

Anyway, after explaining the problem to the store guy, he said it may take a few days. Oh well, few days no problem. After that, we went for shopping and a movie called…

“Rush Hour 3”

To keep my verdict short – there’s no need to rush for this 3rd hour.

Yes, Jack is back with Tucker tucking behind him as his loyal comedic partner in another installment of this uber-successful ‘Rush Hour’ franchise. It has been six years since ‘Rush Hour 2’ last came out and while the last two ‘Rush Hour’ movies had been fantastically enjoyable, I honestly wasn’t feeling that excited about another one. Partly because it has a ‘3’ in the title (after so many rotten pancakes like Shrek 3, Spider-man 3, Ocean’s 13) and partly because I felt that the franchise can only go so far with an ageing Jackie Chan and a Chris Tucker that had done only 3 movies in 5 years (and all of them are Rush Hour movies). And with Brett Ratner (X-Men 3) at the helm as director once again (renowned NOT for his creative flair, I must add), I was doubtful on how far this series can evolve to make things fresh and exciting. After almost 2 hours of ‘Rush Hour 3’, my doubts had been realized….

The highlight of the old ‘Rush Hour’ movies was the Asian mixture of Jackie Chan’s comedic kung-fu set-pieces with Western boom-box vocal jokes from motor-mouth Chris Tucker. However, this time around the mixture lacked the zest and energy from the previous movies (most probably due to the weak plot and script) and because of this the solid chemistry between Chan & Chris suffered badly. Chan is now aged 53, and his age was obvious in this movie as he was a pale shadow of himself, takes only minimal risks and while watching him on screen I was feeling kind of sad for him in this movie – it made me wonder if Jackie Chan is on the edge of retirement. As for Chris Tucker, his jokes were mostly predictable with major parts of his funny lines recycled from past ‘Rush Hour’ and other movies. If you are expecting the Chris Tucker of old, be sadly disappointed this time around.

The weakest of the weakest links in this movie was the plot. It was overly simple, recycled from any B-grade action movies you can think of and it is set in Europe - heading off to Europe is often a sign of creative bankruptcy for sequels, and ‘Rush Hour 3’ is no exception. I understand that we watch ‘Rush Hour’ movies not for the M. Night Shyamalan style endings, but come on, at least provide a story that is cool or reasonable on a decent scale. But, the movie failed on this point and it made me feel like the producers did not bother about any creative input whatsoever. They only wanted a script that can put Chan and Chris together in another outing and force them to blurb out all the jokes (good or bad) that they had wrote since ‘Rush Hour 2’.

To say ‘Rush Hour 3’ is a complete failure is wrong however as there some scenes that really made me burst out laughing. Moments with the French translating nun, with the kung-fu masters ‘You’ & ‘I’ and Chris’ sporadic inserts of jokes during the movie’s dull moments really helped keep the pace of the movie going. But besides this, the rest of the movie gives you the sense of ‘déjà vu’ as most of the scenes you may already have seen it before or are recycled jokes from better and funnier movies out there. If you are looking for super-fast kung-fu set pieces from Jackie Chan, you are looking at the wrong direction as Chan’s past work in the most recent ‘Rob-B-Hood’ or ‘New Police Story’ may satisfy you better. If you are looking for burst-out-laughing-out-loud-and-rolling-on-the-floor comedy, then you are looking at the wrong direction as well. Comedies like ‘Knocked Up’, ’The 40 Year Old Virgin’ and even ‘Blades of Glory’ are recommended to gratify that hunger for laughter. But if you are looking for that chemistry between Chan and Chris, yes, it is still there but only at its weakness blend.

All in all, do not expect anything more from ‘Rush Hour 3’ than a silly, mindless, B-grade feeling to a moderate 2-hour good time. And right after you have left the cinema, you will very soon forget about the movie as it will entertain you for those 2 hours only, and nothing more will linger in your thoughts as it as forgettable a movie as a newspaper comic strip you have read in the morning…

Verdict: 5 / 10

Reviewed by: Raymond Choy

What do you think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me about it!!!

It's gonna be a hit, man....

Continuing the theme of bad-asses, here’s another freak of badness that will hit our cinema screens like a sniper’s bullet from 500 yards: the “Hitman” movie will launch in cinemas and Oct 12th is in his line of fire as the movie’s launch date. For those of you who do not know, here’s a run-down on him as provided by Wikipedia:

“Hitman is a video game franchise available on PC as well as several video game consoles, including Xbox 360, Xbox, PlayStation 2, and GameCube. The games revolve around Agent 47 (usually simply referred to as "47" or "Mr. 47"), an assassin-for-hire, whose flawless record place him in high demand amongst the wealthy and elite. Agent 47 has been educated to become a professional assassin for hire, whose most powerful weapons are his nerve and a resolute pride in his work. Agent 47 is both the last two digits of the barcode tattooed on the back of his head and his only name.”

As a teaser to the carnage that is guaranteed to come, here’s the official movie poster that will star Timothy Olyphant as “Agent 47” & will be directed by Xavier Gens:

"I can make a flying bird from my guns!! See? See?"

Bauer Power

Thanks to my couzie from swedie (Sweden, that is) I got to read some of the funniest facts about Jack Bauer. He is of course, THE bad-ass of television at the moment, doing bad for the sake of good, kickin’ terrorist ass on TV sets for the series called ’24’.

If you don’t have a stinkin’ ball’s idea of who he is, let me enlighten you. He is a key member from a Government Organization called CTU or ‘Counter Terrorist Unit’ and he has helped to deter major terrorist attacks on the United States, its civilians & its government hotshots. He goes great lengths to get his job done, until to the point of being a target himself as well as his loved ones numerous times. “Great lengths” does not do justice to what he will do to get what he wants and to achieve his primary objective; he is super-bad and will be super-badder is he needs to.

I mean, how bad is this Jack bad-ass? Let me explain: once a terrorist killed himself so that Jack Bauer can’t torture him. Jack just laughed, brought him back to life, and proceeded to torture him. And he is still laughing. God, I love him. In fact, I love him so much, my girlfriend accidentally shouted “Jack” while we were in bed and it made me finish too early. I call it "Premature Jack Elation"…
If you still don’t know who he is or what the heck is he about, well, it’s goddamn time you knew, couse Jack WOULD want you to know. Read on and know your Jack shit right here:

FACT:-

Jack Bauer killed the first six 00 agents.

On Sunday mornings, Jack skips church. God comes to his house instead.

Jesus wasn't crucified by the Romans. He had information that Jack Bauer needed.

When British American Tobacco claimed that cigarettes didn't cause cancer in test subjects, their test subjects were all Jack Bauer.

When Jack Bauer enters a church, the chior stops what they're doing and sings "Hallelujah." Every time.

In Poker, Jack Bauer doesn't need to bluff. He looks at an opponent, tells them to fold, and they do so. Always.

"The valley of the shadow of death", refers to anywhere within a 25 mile radius of Jack Bauer.

When God cries, it rains. When Jack Bauer cries, acid falls from the sky.

Jack Bauer was once at a club and was asked if he could break dance. Minutes later the dance floor was littered with broken bodies.

USC's football team hasn't lost a home game since Jack Bauer killed a team of terrorists at the L.A. Coliseum. This has nothing to do with USC's football team; visiting teams are just afraid that Jack Bauer is still there.

Backup calls for Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer once burned an Ashlee Simpson CD. He didn't copy it; he just lit that shit on fire.

The safety on Jack's gun isn't there to protect Jack. It's there to protect the gun.

Jack Bauer carries a hospital around with him at all times, it is the size of a 9mm bullet.

Jack Bauer can type 90 words per minute. On his cell phone.

Jack Bauer doesn't use soft toilet paper. He does't use rough toilet paper. He uses sandpaper.

Pi runs on forever in fear of Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer's cock has been cast to play the snake in Anaconda 3.

A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. Unless the bird is in Jack Bauer's hand. Then that fucking bird is dead.

Why does Jack Bauer run through firefights standing completely erect? Because God will not let his greatest creation die...Jack Bauer knows this.

Jack Bauer is the only government employee that has the 24 hours on and two years off work schedule.

Someone created the Jack Bauer diet but most people couldn't stomach that many nails and pieces of wraught iron.

When the US Army discovered Saddam Hussien, it was only because Jack Bauer finally told them where he had been torturing Saddam for five years.

When asked what he most enjoys about his work, Jack Bauer responded, "There's nothing like stabbing a terrorist in the chest and watching him writhe around in pain, looking into his eyes knowing that my face is the last thing he'll ever see alive. I feel as if I'm devouring his soul. As he's inhaling his last breath, sometimes I like to whisper into his ear that I just nailed his wife, even if I hadn't, but I usually had. Then after he dies I'll go back to his house and nail his wife, just to be sure. After all, I'm just doing my job."

Jack Bauer never takes a piss, because his urine is afraid to come out.

Jack trained for nine years with monk blackbelts to learn how to talk on three cell phones with extreme intensity at the same time.

Jack Bauer was once allergic to the animal known as the Dodo Bird. Long story short, the Dodo bird is now extinct.

Jack Bauer can take two years off from CTU and still remember all his access codes, because they know better than to change them while he's gone.

Jack Bauer's car number plate reads: IKIL4CTU.

In the summertime, Jack Bauer shoots his own hands and fills up bags with his blood. He then hangs those bags up around the porch to keep mosquitoes away from him and his guests.

The Hulk wouldn't like Jack Bauer when he's angry.

Jack Bauer once forgot where he put his keys. He then spent the next half-hour torturing himself until he gave up the location of the keys.

Jack Bauer can watch all 4 seasons of 24 in 24 hours.

Jack Bauer is uncircumcised. Baby Jack stabbed the doctor in the neck for daring to come near his penis.

Jack Bauer has received a grand total of $1.3 million from the tooth fairy.

Why negotiate with terrorists when you can send Jack Bauer after them?

Jack Bauer doesn't buy plane tickets. He stows away in the cargo hold, sneaks into first class, knocks out the air marshall, steals his gun and then get the pilot to take him where ever he wants.

Jack Bauer doesn't kill terrorists. The terrorists actually die from fear of being killed by Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer could easily stop terrorists from the minute he gets the call. He just decides to give them 24 hours from the goodness of his heart.

When Santa Claus asked Jack Bauer what he wanted for Christmas, he snapped his neck. No one interrogates Jack Bauer and gets away with it.

Jack Bauer does not get revenge, he is revenge itself.

Jack Bauer once played the game where he had to guess which of three cups a ball was under. The ball promptly surrendered before he could speak.

The only true defense against Jack Bauer is a mirror.

Jack Bauer can eat steak with a straw.

How badass is Jack Bauer? He eats ribs for dinner. His OWN ribs.

Jack Bauer's swimming pool is called the Bermuda Triangle. ‘Cause nobody gets the fuck alive.

By Season 8 of 24, Jack Bauer will have taken more human lives than he has saved. Whoever's left will throw a party to commemorate the occasion.

When Jack Bauer hears a police siren, he doesn't pull over. The cop does, and lets Jack Bauer handle it.

In God we trust , but God trusts Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer has killed more people than Vin Diesel and Chuck Norris. And he did it in 24 hours.

Chuck Norris wears a beard to hide the scar Jack Bauer gave him.

Jack Bauer once downloaded the entire Internet onto his PDA.

Jack Bauer's cell phone ring is not set to 'vibrate' on purpose.Letting the terrorists know where he is hiding is all part of his bigger plan.

Barbie dumped Ken for Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer doesn't use toilet paper. He uses terrorists.

Jack Bauer only needs one page to solve the Da Vinci Code, not 454.

While most children were playing Cops and Robbers, Jack Bauer was playing Jack Bauer and Robbers. Those kids are still in jail today.

Jack Bauer fought Cancer. Now it's safe to smoke.

Jack Bauer's house has an alarm system -- not to warn Jack of intruders, but to warn the intruders of Jack.

When CTU didn't have a hacksaw per his request, Jack used his teeth to cut through the spinal cord of a suspect.

Jack Bauer never shaves; he shoots himself in the face every morning so his facial hair doesn't get the wrong idea.

When Jack Bauer calls the Prime Minister of Malaysia, Jack puts him on hold.

The devil sold his soul to Jack Bauer.

Jack Bauer is so busy and skilled, he shits standing up.

Jack never played hide and seek as a child. Instead he played seek and afflict pain on whoever he needed to in order to get the information he wanted. Jack still enjoys rousing rounds of this game and remains undefeated.

Keifer Sutherland smokes cigarettes. Jack Bauer smokes terrorists.

Before having sex with Jack Bauer, women must undergo a grueling 12 month training process.

If Jack Bauer asks to have just 5 minutes with you, run.

And finally, if Jack Bauer ever tells you to “trust me”, run faster.

Yup, that's Jack frekain' Bauer. I was surfin' the net and found some nice pictures of lovely Jack. I've added my personal commentary to these pictures for your added enjoyment:

Jack with some toilet trouble.

He’s always fair. Jack to terrorist: “ I’ll give you a half hour head start on that car of yours. I’ll catch up with this bike.” And he did.

Jesus to Jack: “I think you should take it easy with the body-count, Jack.”
Jack to Jesus: “What?! What’s your primary objective?! Gimme 5 minutes and I’ll get up there and smack you with this phone!!!”

Jack's just making sure you have a good hair cut.

Never piss off Jack.

I told you so.

Jack's torture of choice.

Jack’s School of Anti-Terrorism Excellence. Students get shot for getting ‘A minus’.

Companies should implement this across the nation.

Bauer at birth. His first kill…

“Ah, not you Jack Bauer.”

Prey damn hard it’s not Jack Bauer coming to get you.

I’ll vote for him if I were you. ‘Cause he WILL know where you’ll live.

Display these signs with pride.

"Who the mother-f**k is Jack Bauer??!!"

Haha, i've loads more but sorry to say i've ran out of spare time. 'Till next time !!! But remember, Jack's out there, he's watching, he's waiting, he's ready to strike coz he's simply Jack freakin' Bauer. Respect.

Oooopps....

Somebody (or many bodies) really hate my boss' car:

I shouldn't have told him the garden was a good place to park...craps.

At least this will be a lesson to the boss for messing with other people's OT pay..heeh.

Nice spoilers, boss!!!

Harry Potter & the Great Price War

Major happiness this weekend as I finally got myself a copy of the final chapter to the seven-part witchcraft & wizardry adventures of Harry Potter!!! I didn’t pre-order the book, I didn’t camp outside bookstores, I didn’t fight with anybody and I didn’t even queue to get my hands on ‘Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows’!!! That was because I knew going to major bookstores like MPH or Kinokuniya at places like Damansara, KL and Subang Jaya were impossible to get a copy, so I drove all the way down to place where readership of the Potter books may be a little less enthusiastic. I went down to Ampang instead, and hearing that hypermarkets were selling them at a cheap price, I quickly parked my car at Tesco Ampang and within 10 minutes, the book is in my hands ready to be caressed and molested day through night by my eager hands and eyes. But what was interesting was not how I got the book, but what happened instead prior to the high-profile launch of Book 7…

As most Malaysian would already know (unless you were living in a cave eating dumplings and having tea with Osama), a battle of the price wars erupted between hypermarkets and major bookstore chains across the country. Hypermarkets like Tesco and Carrefour sold their stock of the latest Harry Potter book at a very attractive price of RM69.90 (considering it’s a hard cover of a latest book) versus bookstore’s price of RM109.90 (MPH, Popular, Harris & Borders). The bookstores were disgusted with the ‘price-dumping’ move by the hypermarkets, and decided not sell the books at all until further notice. The bookstores’ reasoning is that the hypermarkets’ main products of profit were not books; hence they can afford to sell the books at a lower profit margin. But for the major bookstores, books and especially latest blockbuster novels like Harry Potter, are the main income generator for them, hence they need to squeeze as much profit from these books as much as possible (which explains the high price). With competitors (the hypermarkets) selling at a much lower price, the bookstores would need to lower or match the market price, which would result in eroding their profit margins steeply (and causing their company budgets to divert way off track). If the bookstores do not lower the price, I believe the bookstores may face a big problem in the future with over-stocking and storage (since demand is shifted to the hypermarkets with a lower price) which will involve more cost and erodes the profit margin further. With higher cost and declined profit margins, the bookstores therefore did not want to sell the books at all, even to the point of risking disappointing their customers, and instead plan to return the books to the publisher (Penguin Books) for a maybe full refund. It is also seen as a move to pressure Penguin Books to re-call the books from the hypermarkets, but pricing matters are up to the people that bought the books from the publishers (that’s why publishers print a ‘Suggested Retail Price’ tag on the covers as they can only suggest and not fix a price to sell to end-users, i.e. readers).

But what is interesting is that the hypermarkets can sell the books at RM69.90 at profit, which is a big difference of RM39.90. Imagine what’s the profit margins are like for the bookstores? If we take the cost per piece to be RM 30 for example, and sell it at RM109.90, the profit from just one book is a massive RM79.90!!! Now imagine the bookstores have 5,000 books in stock, and they manage to sell them in one month: a profit of RM399, 500!!! Of course there are no Harry Potter books every month but still, it’s good to know, doesn’t it? But I would love to know the actual cost per piece of these Harry Potter books, just would love it…

But whatever the outcome in the end, we the consumer got a good deal from the price competition and the hypermarkets got a great load of free publicity from all of this. As for the bookstores like MPH, Times and Harris, well, their move to pull out the sales of the books are understandable but great damage has been done to their image for not meeting the requirements of the consumers. Good or bad, the important thing is that ‘Harry Potter & the Deathly Hallows’ are in my hands and…the fate of Harry is…he DIES!!!! AAARRGGGHHHHH!!!!! (just joking…or am I…?)

Homer & His Naked Playmate

I was surfing the net and I bumped into an interesting report. Salute to the marketing people of Fox studios to "chalk up" another superb marketing move to create some publicity for the upcoming 'The Simpsons Movie'. You may or may not know that resting on the hillsides of Dorset, England lies a historic and authentic 3-century-old chalk figure of a naked (and sexually aroused) man called the 'Cerne Abbas' giant. This site has been preserved and is high-regarded by religious Pagan people. So what did the folks at Fox Studio's do to this ancient drawing as a publicity stunt? Check out the pic below:

Yup, they drawn Homer Simpson in his underwear brandishing a donut as if to tempt the aroused giant to...(use your imagination here!!). This Homer Simpson figure has angered many strict Pagan believers in England, and it seems like they have made an official complaint to the movie studio. But Fox Studios has ensured the troubled Pagan people that Homer will not stay and play with the Giant for long because he is painted in bio-degradable chalk and he will immediate vanish when it rains. So the Pagans went straight into all out war against Homer and performed strong rain magic day and night to wash away the disgusting Homer. Frankly, I would just wash away Homer's underwear and paint a penis on it. Then we would have a real "sword fight", wouldn't we? Wakakaka....But seriously, what would you do?

Anyway, according to Wikipedia:

"The Cerne Abbas giant is a hill figure of a giant naked man on a hillside near the village of Cerne Abbas to the north of Dorchester in Dorset, England. The 55 metre (180 foot) high, 51 metre (167 foot) wide figure is carved into the side of a steep hill and is best viewed from the opposite side of the valley or from the air. The carving is formed by a trench 30cm (1 foot) wide and about the same depth which has been cut through the grass and earth into the underlying chalk. In his right hand the giant holds a knobbed club 36.5 metres (120 feet) long."

Seriously folks, is this a cool idea or what?? Hahah...

The Swedish Invasion (Part 1)

The weekend of 7th & 8th July

The Swedish contingent a.k.a. Swedish cousins (plus one illegal immigrant from Australia, but we’ll consider him as Swedish for simplicity sake) invaded our Malaysian shores and they strictly demanded fun times while at Malaysia. Well, since most of the Malaysian cousins are working now (me and TW) and one more having exams, fun times are frankly quite hard to come by these days. It wasn’t the same as last time when all of us were free from the constraints of work and studies, so those times are sadly gone. But, we try to make the best of the precious times we have and throughout the weeks here, we went from cinemas to shopping malls to Ipoh to strip clubs and bong joints (2 of these places are fake. Guess which, duh). The Swedish contingent are still here, probably until the end of the month (except for the illegal Australian, he left last week). But anyway, here’s the low-down of the activities so far, in no particular order:

Nando's @ Sunway Pyramid

Had Nando’s at Sunway Pyramid to celebrate abit on Vivi’s birthday. Took some pictures outside Pyramid, and here’s the line-up for the Swedish and Malaysian Contingent:

Lining up the illegal immigrants, ready for deportation.

Yummy, not @ Nando's Sunway

Transformers @ IMAX Theatre, BTS

The next day we went to Times Square to watch Transformers on an IMAX theatre (coz most of the Swedes haven’t seen it yet). I was the latest to arrive due to work, but I bought the best ticket among them bwwaaahahahaha. The rest of them had side seats and I had a middle seat. To be fair, one of them suggested we have a lucky draw to see who gets the middle seat, but, naaaaaaaahhh. Screw morals and screw fairness, it’s the freakin’ ‘Transformers’. I’ll smack an old lady for freakin’ ‘Transformers’ dammit!!! As for the movie on IMAX, all I can say is that it’s HUGE. So huge in fact, everything seems distorted and I was like watching a tennis match as my head was turning left and right just to see the screen in its entirety. And during the scene where Bumblebee ‘lubricates’ on the Sector 7 guy, that ‘pipe’ of Bumblebee’s sure is impressive. It will haunt my nightmares forever. Anyway, here’s a few snapshots I took secretly under the cloak of darkness:

Bumblebee. I want him as my pet...

Optimus Prime. I want him as my father...

Man Vs. Machines. I want to be that soldier...

The Loft @ Asian Heritage Row

The horniest of the 2 Swedish Contingents, Jason and Daryl demanded we all go clubbing and feast on the offerings of KL night life. I suggested a few places to romp, but they decided on the Loft so went there, opened a bottle of Smirnoff and went crazy until 3am. Well, not that crazy ‘cause the place is kinda crappy nowadays, full of parasites feeding on the rich and lots of snobbish pricks. Sigh, there were crazier nights. God I miss them.

Sportsplanet @ Ipoh

We all went back to Ipoh to attend a very special dinner to mark the 100th birthday of my grandpa, but we (me and the couzies) decided to play futsal in the afternoon. It sounded like a very good idea at that time but things slowly turned sour as the futsal match progressed. I knew the dinner was merely hours away so I intentionally played the game at a slow pace and did not bother to run around the futsal court like a mad chicken on steroids. Ok, I admit there’s some laziness involved somewhere but mainly was I playing it cool. The Swedish contingent however must have mistaken this for the World Cup Finals and they rocked the court with energy and goals. Without proper warm-ups, they are just waiting to get injured, I thought. But I was wrong, it wasn’t them that got injured but instead it was our very own Malaysian version of Peter Crouch: Philip Crouchan. I did not see what had happened but I guess he was attempting to do Crouchy’s trademark scissors kick but instead of slicing the ball into the net, he sliced on a puddle of water on the court and immediately he was awarded the ‘Footballer of the Year’. He twisted his ankle, but initially it seemed like a minor injury. So we stopped the game and later went for food. He was all cool with the injury, drinking cold water (which I heard an injured person should not do) and putting his injured leg up on a chair, chillin’ like nothing had happened. But from the moment he got up from his chair, he was nothing like Peter Crouch but instead more like Michael Owen with his twisted knee. He was wobbling and from a small problem now turned into a big dilemma (and shit, I mean big). Check out the injury below:

Before: left leg. After: Right leg. Looks like an alien egg about to explode...

No way will this go well with the parents and no way is he going home without seeing the doctor. Took him to the doc and throughout the dinner later that night, I bet he was on Cloud 9 with the painkillers.

As for the dinner, here’s some highlights of the night:

Me and relatives with Grandpa. Happy 100th birthday Grandpa!!!

Me and family. Grandpa is about to collapse already ... hang in there Grandpa!!!

Me and Grandpa. Look at his hands!!! Enjoying a pleasure not felt since 1969? Wakaka !!!

Thats' it for part 1....