Guess What I Got In My Freezer

Its not just simply Ben & Jerry's. Its Chubby Hubby (no, it’s not your first thot, it’s a flavour) that had me hitting every 7-11 in the entire PJ in vain yonks ago.  Chubby Hubby is happiness in a 1 pint tub.

Forget the sophistication of liquid gold, this is warm your cockles-snuggle in bed - childhood exuberance - forget about sharing - comfortable pajama wearing - favourite sitcom accompanying - good old fashion fun. 

Chubby Hubby has its own Wikipedia listing by the way. 

Quoting Wiki: The ice cream flavor consists of pretzel nuggets, which are covered in fudge and filled with peanut butter, in a vanilla malt ice cream base, which is itself swirled with fudge and peanut butter throughout.

Chubby Hubby was amongst the first few flavours introduced in Malaysia some, oh 8 years ago. It shared freezer space with Chunky Monkey, Cherry Garcia and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. Oh, and Vanilla (like why bother?). Naturally Chubby Hubby was the most elusive and for a time, it completely disappeared. As Ben & Jerry's became more accessible at Cold Storage and Jusco stores, Chubby Hubby never made a comeback. 

Until Now.

And it brought friends! 

Available at Bangsar Village Grocer’s! 

So Jo, when you free? The one my freezer is um, spoken for. In drool. Sorry. 

All your base are belong to us

For all you young one who have heard of this phrase but no clue where it came from, here it is. Geek kitsch at its most glorious. 

Back in the days when video games were hot but translations were not, there was this one game called Zero Wing. 

As I was on the bus

I had a very interesting conversation yesterday. 

Helped into her seat, Marge sat next to me and when the engine roared awake, she broke the ice by whispering to me, "I am only 93 years old.'     

Turns out that Marge is celebrating Christmas here. Been in the country for 7 months now and living in Kl with her children. 

She busted her legs when she was involved in a tragic car accident. So she gets around in a walker and yet STILL takes the bus from The Curve to the LRT station. Of course her daughter helps her about but I have a sense that she is more anxious than her mom. The grand dame seems to be enjoying herself. 

We talked about fake snow. And real snow. (She grew up in Missouri). And how in her youth she was involved in all kinda of sports. And her last foray was bowling at Times Square last week. She was a certified bowling instructor and a 23 time gold winner of the Senior Olympics.  

We talked about lessons her daddy taught her on how to save and how her savings have taken her from Houston to England to Japan.  

And she is 93 and she talks about using her  Internet phone to speak to folks back home. She says how her friends refuse to join her gallivanting across the globe because they are tired. To which she replies," Yeah, so am I. So lets go."  

She is like sunshine, with short sleeves and a foldable walker.  

1319

Yesterday is History,
'Tis so far away
Yesterday is Poetry
'Tis Philosophy

Yesterday is mystery
Where it is Today
While we shrewdly speculate
Flutter both away

Elizabeth Dickinson

Last Friday was just spectacular!  

The folks at work had a cookout at my mate's pad at The Maple. 

6 girls and a gay man,  great view of KL,  trashy TV, bestest pasta ever (thank you Faye) and delirious non-stop chatter. How can anything go wrong? The only thing that did go wrong was that we forgot to fry the hash browns. 

After an evening of insightful conversations on good looking men, which celeb has the best lips and how fat kimora lee simmons has become, we adjourned to share our fabulousness with the rest of KL. 

Pulse at Menara Millennium is currently THE place, or so I am told. Was pretty shocked to see half of hospital there.  It was to my abject horror that we met members of my upper management there as well. But then, we all got in free courtesy of them and one of our managers even sponsored a bottle for me. Which was so sweet! A generous gesture going by how the clubs are robbing patrons by the way they are charging for liquor. 

There was a live band who played the familiar hits. General crowd pleasers although nothing groundbreaking. Honestly I kinda like the band at Zeta better. The crowd was old enough to make me feel young. The company I was with made it awesome with more people from work joining in, be it in celebration of my departure or the conclusion of JCI accreditation or just needing a reason to tell the spouse that it’s an office party. 

My joints have not forgiven my stilettos and now begins the task of removing incriminating photos.  

Thanks for the bunny!

I call her Geena.  Thanks Haz! She rocks. 

Antara rambut, dadah dan muzik

Oddly the only thing so far that I can agree with Utusan.

http://www.utusan.com.my/utusan/info.asp?y=2008&dt=1203&pub=Utusan_Malaysia&sec=Hiburan&pg=hi_03.htm

Mukhriz: Scrap vernacular schools, one system for all

Taken from The Star 

KUALA LUMPUR: Umno Youth chief aspirant Datuk Mukhriz Mahathir has called on the Government to abolish the vernacular school system as a means to enhance unity among people of various races.

He said a single school system was the only way to check the racial polarisation that was getting out of control in the country.

“The government should consider introducing only one school system with Bahasa Malaysia as the medium of instruction, except for Science and Mathematics which are already being taught in English.

“Of course, pupils should then be given the option to study their mother tongues. Under this system, the Malays will also have the option of studying other languages like Mandarin and Tamil and this will further boost unity among them,” he told reporters at Parliament House on Monday.

The Umno Youth exco member said it was time for Malaysia to do away with the dual school system, which was practised by only a handful of countries in the world, as it had contributed to the problem of disunity in the country.

He said over 99% of countries in the world practised a single school system.

He expressed hope that leaders of Barisan Nasional component parties would not take his suggestion in a negative light as it was only meant as a suggestion to resolve, once and for all, the problem of racial polarisation affecting the citizenry.

“If they reject this suggestion, then they should explain why they are against it. How is it possible for them on one hand to talk about unity and question Malay rights, while on the other hand still insist on having a different school system for their race?

“If you want equal rights then you cannot have a different school system. You cannot have your cake and eat it too,” he added.

He also urged all parties to stop harping on issues that could create tension among Barisancomponent parties, including on the issue of  Malay supremacy.

Lately, he said, there were many statements made by leaders of component parties that had the potential to create anger among the Malays and Umno members.

“If they insist on making statements on that issue, then do not be surprised if the Malays start talking about the economic supremacy of the non-Malays.

“Despite all that has been said on the issue of Malay supremacy, the Malays do not feel in any way superior or the master when it comes to the country’s economy,” he said.

Mlle Monster says:  I do see the logic behind Mukhriz's argument on a single education system. 

I am all for such a system provided it has proved itself beyond any doubt that it is a superior one that places education for all as its prime objective.  

Coming from a non-vernacular school myself I am immediately reminded of a time when I was in form five and the school organised a hushed motivation and study seminar for Malay students only. When I was in form 6 and had to study in another sekolah kebangsaan, we were told that within the tenets of religion, women are inherently not as capable to lead as men, and hence the position of head prefect is reserved for males only.  If there is institutionalised discrimination within school itself be it on racial or religious lines, I do not have faith that by doing away with vernacular schools, anything will be solved. 

If we can keep religion and race out of schools, with the necessary checks and balances, with the necessary watchdogs that can actually do something other than being tong kosongs, then yes, lets adopt a single education system. 

However until that happens I am not willing to let go of my right to have options.  

Perhaps the Ministry should study why do people want to send their kids to vernacular schools in the first place. Most times it is more expensive and inconvenient. So is it a higher standard of academic excellence? It is language? Its is discrimination?   And what has happened to the much touted smart schools anyway? Is anyone keeping tabs? 

And if one open education system is what Mukhriz is advocating, is UMNO willing to dismatle the MRSMs, MCKK and other exclusively Malay boarding schools? 

And who exactly are going on and on with the ketuanan melayu issue, but not these mileage hungry politicians themselves. And how come only the UMNO  leaders are capable of being angry at careless statements? BN component party leaders have been sucking it up all this while.  

I do wish he would make the distinction between Malay and UMNO. My Malay brethren in PRK and PAS relax only because they know it for what it is - an UMNO manufactured bogeyman.  

 

Kittens looking for a home

I would like a cat. Actually I would like a kitten. And today I got a photo sent to me of a boxful of fur balls looking for homes. Aww. 

Would I like a tag team of furry creatures destroying my sofa? Nope. My solo rabbit is good at that already. A kitten and my Peanut will go well together I am sure but I am not sure if once an adult, the Cat will be as accommodating.  Plus, she would get bored in an apartment. 

Dang. I want a kitteh. 

From across Tambak Johor

T-shirt trio found in contempt                                                                                                                   The Straits Times

Singapore -Three men who wore T-shirts depicting a kangaroo dressed in judge's robes were found to be in contempt of court after a day-long hearing yesterday.

Justice Judith Prakash adjourned the hearing shortly after making her decision so the men could decide if they wanted to apologise and withdraw the insinuations they had made about the courts.

But the trio - full-time national serviceman Muhammad Shafi'ie Syahmi Sariman, 20; Singapore Democratic Party (SDP) assistant secretary-general John Tan Liang Joo, 47; and activist Isrizal Mohamed Isa, 33 - refused to do so after the 15-minute break.

Muhammad Shafi'ie cited 'personal convictions'. Isrizal said he would not apologise as he had no intention of impugning the court and did not think wearing a T-shirt would amount to that.

Tan refused to apologise as he believed his actions were about fair criticism.

Justice Prakash said she could not agree with him and adjourned the hearing till Thursday when she will deliver her verdict on their sentence.

The Attorney-General's Chambers (AGC) initiated contempt of court proceedings against the trio for having 'scandalised the Singapore Judiciary by publicly wearing identical white T-shirts, imprinted with a palm-sized picture of a kangaroo dressed in a judge's gown, within and in the vicinity of the New Supreme Court Building'.

They wore the T-shirts between May 26 and May 28 at the Supreme Court.

This was when they attended hearings before Justice Belinda Ang to assess defamation damages that the SDP, its leader Chee Soon Juan and his sister Chee Siok Chin had to pay Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong and Minister Mentor Lee Kuan Yew.

At yesterday's hearing, Deputy Solicitor-General Jeffrey Chan sought stiff jail terms and cited two reasons.

Firstly, the worst insult that someone can level against the judicial system is to call it a kangaroo court, he said.

The term is generally understood to mean a court that is characterised by unauthorised or irregular procedures, or sham and unfair legal proceedings.

Secondly, the men's refusal to apologise reaffirmed their contempt of court.

Mr Chan urged Justice Prakash to pass a sentence that would denounce such a show of contempt and deter others from acting in the same way .

The men argued separately that they had no intention of publicising their actions, which they said were merely a form of self-expression.

They instead blamed The Straits Times for giving their actions wide publicity through a photograph in its May 27 edition showing them in the T-shirts.

Isrizal also said the image on the T-shirt was not a kangaroo. He said the animal was a wallaby and added that someone asked if it was a chihuahua.

Tan also denied making the remark, 'This is a kangaroo court', as MM Lee walked past him outside Court 4B.

Mr Chan said that while Tan denied making the remark, he did not deny evidence that he pointed to the kangaroo image when MM Lee walked past him.

Tan also did not deny that he committed contempt of court 'by posting or acquiescing in the posting' of an article on the SDP website on July 27 about the trio being questioned by police.

That article included a photograph of the trio wearing the T-shirts.

The court was also shown closed-circuit TV footage of Tan distributing the T-shirts, and of the T-shirt-clad trio being photographed by the media at the entrance to the Supreme Court building.

Although they argued that they were taking personal photographs and tried to stop the media, Mr Chan noted that they stood before the media for 26 seconds.

'If they were that keen not to be photographed, one would have expected they would have walked away as soon as pressmen gathered,' he said.

Monster says: I suppose a judiciary that has to resort to this really has no other serious cases to preside over.  I guess its a break from bankrupting people. But to time it to 26 seconds, I salute the parties concerned for their analness. Congratulations on bringing more attention to your ridiculous pettiness.   

There, gauntlet thrown. Mentalf, your comments?  

Email sent to Rapid KL

Dear Sir/Madam 

I would like to relate an incident that happened today as I was using the LRT putra from Kelana Jaya to KLCC at about 8 am this the morning. I managed to obtain a seat and as I was wearing a dress, naturally the back of my knees was touching the edge of the seat. 

After 5 minutes the back of both my knees started to itch. Within 15 minutes, the areas of the skin touching the seat has become red, inflamed and extremely itchy. I had to get off my seat as it was progressively getting worse. The lady who took my seat was wearing a baju kurung and she did not suffer any discomfort. 

By the time I disembarked at KLCC, the swollen area had grown from the size of a 20 sen coin to the size of my palm. I rushed to the emergency department of a hospital and was told that I had an allergic reaction to what may be chemicals left on the seat. I had to be given 2 injections and medication to ease the itching and control the inflammation and I had to be given medical leave. 

It is very strange that this happened and as I have not experienced this before, I would hope that this is an isolated incident. I would like to inquire how often does your cleaning crew wipe down the seats and if chemicals and harsh detergents were used in the cleaning?  Nevertheless, I would like to highlight this to you so that you are able to take precautionary measures to avoid this happening to passengers again.  

I hope to hear from you soon.

Irene Fernandez is free!

In one of the longest cases in Malaysian history, justice has finally come for Irene Fernandez, although I am still adamant that this should never have happened in the first place.  

A name today that does not roll off the tongue as freely as PRK or Uthuyakumar, yet she has been the bastion of Tenaganita - the main NGO that speaks for migrant workers and against the trafficking of women. 

In an office that overrun with case folders and low income wage earners that spills out into the landing at times, her tiny team still records cases of abuse, misuse and heartbreak, and negotiate endlessly with employers, embassies, government agencies and the police.  Powers that be who usually don't take to being criticised openly. Which of course was exactly what Irene had done and got her arrested and embroiled in a court case that has lasted almost 13 years.  

Anyway an except from Wiki:

Irene Fernandez (*1946) is the director and co-founder of the non-governmental organization Tenaganita, which promotes the rights of migrant workers and other oppressed and poor people in Malaysia. They had been given the promise of getting support for their families at home by the rich, but instead, they got cheated and had to suffer malnutrition, torture and sexual abuse.

In 1995, Irene Fernandez published a report on the living conditions of the migrant workers. She was arrested in 1996 and charged with 'maliciously publishing false news'. After seven years of trial, she was found guilty in 2003 and imprisoned for one year. She was later freed on bail but her passport is held by the courts and, as a convicted person, she was barred from standing as parliamentary candidate in the 2004 Malaysian elections. Despite her restricted civil rights, she carries on her everyday life and continues her work.

In 2005, she was awarded the Right Livelihood Award for "her outstanding and courageous work to stop violence against women and abuses of migrant and poor workers".

The public has been urged to show their support by showing up in court and draw support from friends and family. The mass media in Malaysia are not expected give full coverage on the news due to tight control by the authorities.

 From a time when I actually made a difference

Morbid facination

Blog Tok Wan

This little ditty in today’s papers caught my attention.

Pahang govt recruits pensioners as bloggers

TEMERLOH: The Pahang Government has appointed three pensioners as bloggers to thwart slanderous comments and allegations posted on the Internet.

State Information, Science, Technology and Innovation Committee chairman Datuk Mohd Sharkar Shamsudin said the bloggers, who would be paid allowances, would be provided with computers and the Internet access in their homes.

The pensioners can capitalise on their experience to explain the actual situation to the people besides providing feedback and opinions to the Government, he told reporters after attending the Senior Citizens Day organised by the Pahang Chapter of the Malaysian Government Pensioners’ Association here on Sunday.

“More bloggers will be appointed. We value pensioners’ thoughts in our efforts to improve the state’s economy and prosperity and unity of the people,” he said. – Bernama

Monster says: You mean these would be bloggers don’t even have internet or even computers at home?  So they have become net savvy at the cyber cafés issit?  

And what slanderous comments and allegations are the Pahang government referring to? And actual situation? I think the only party that is way out of touch with the actual situation is the one proposing this. And oh, isn’t it trite that one has to blog to provide feedback and opinion to the government? And why la they didn't put in the url of those blogs. I'd have fun. I am so mean. 

 

Singlish?

Caught a Singaporean makan show this evening. The celebrity was digging into a pastry and found a fruity suprise in the centre.  

Instead of compote, she confidently proclamed that it tasted like strawberry COMPOST.

Don't know how that got through the editors but my 10 minute guffaw was just what the shrink ordered. 

The Ulam Evangelist

I converted two petai virgins yesterday. Now two more souls have been saved from lives devoid of the pungent ambrosia. Nods of approval and promises to go forth and convert family members is a good sign.  Now for the rest of humanity.  

Apparently this is so me

To infinity and a fatter paycheck

Only 3 weeks more and I am outta of a job. 

And then its on to the next one. I am having the hebee jebees now.  After 2 years of being queen of my heap, now I will be at bottom rung again. Yup, in a TOTALLY different industry. Again. 

A rolling stone gathers no moss or even bonuses but then loyalty has never been my strong point. Shame on me. But show me a loyal monster and I will show you one who is hiding it well. Having the attention span of a fish, its so easy to be bored.  Not always fun. 

Hopefully this new job will usher in a new era of excitement, satisfaction and rewards. And no more having to rub shoulders with people in the bigger PR pool who exude as much genuine warmth as a something from a Mattel assembly line.     

Peanut is a spoilt bunny

After running amok in my room for a bit, sniff every bit of furniture on my floor, she would settle between by feet and expect to be stroked. If she is not happy with the quantum or quality, she would thump her feet to show her displeasure. But if I have pleased HRH, she would lick my toe and groom my ankle.  

And people think rabbits are not intelligent. She sure got me wrap around her little paw. 

Ok, so I am a geek.

Here you go. Tribute to John Williams. Brilliant!

And here are  the lyrics:

Close Encounters of the Droid Kind]
You must use the force (repeat ad nauseum)

[Raiders of the Lost Wookiee]
Long time ago, far far away (repeat)

Kiss a wookie, kick a droid
Fly the falcon through an asteroid
Till the princess is annoyed
This is spaceships, it's monsters, it's Star Wars, we love it!

Come and help me, Obi Wan
X-wing fighter and a blaster gun
Dance with Ewoks, oh what fun!
This is spaceships, it's monsters, it's Star Wars, we love it!

[Super Han]
Get in there you big, furry oaf
I couldn't care less what you smell
I take orders from only me
Maybe you'd like it back in your cell
Your Highness, your worshipfulness, your highness, your worshipfulness

No one cares if you upset a droid
(nobody cares if you upset a droid)
That's because droids don't tear your arms out of socket.
(nobody cares)
I suggest a new strategy: let the Wookie win
That's because nobody cares if you upset a droid.

[ET the DiscoTerrestrial]
Now we listen to Luke whining:
One more season... One more season... One more season... One more season...

I was gonna go to Tashi Station for power converters
Now I guess I'm going nowhere.
It just isn't fair.

[Jaws: the Wookiee]
Wooookie (repeat)

Someone move this walking carpet (repeat)

Kiss your brother, Kiss your brother (repeat)

Princess Leia
Well I guess you don't know anything about women.

Who's your daddy? (repeat)

[Jurassic Darth]
Luke, I'm your father
(That's not true!)
It is useless to resist
(My hand!)
Come with me my son, We will rule
(I'll never join you!)
Search your feelings it is true

So you have a twin sister 
Who Obi Wan was wise to hide
(Is that Leia?)
If you will not turn
Then perhaps she will
Give in to your hate
You are mine

Long Long Long Time ago... Far Far Far Far Away

Long Long Long Time Ago, Far Far Far Away (repeat)

Kiss a wookie
Kick a droid
Fly the falcon
Through an asteroid
Till the princess is annoyed
(She's annoyed!)
This is spaceships, it's monsters, it's Star Wars, we love it, it's true

Episode 3
Coming to you
In 2005

So Let's go
(go go go to the movies)
Stand in line
(buy buy buy me some popcorn)
Cause it's al-
(please I'd like extra butter)
most the time
(Join the dark side...)
May the Force be with you all

John Williams is the man

 

Congratulations to the new president

I enjoyed President-Elect Barack Obama's speech in Chicago. 

Thanks to Even's PR agent for bringing my attention to it.  You can watch it on YouTube 

The full transcript can be found here. 

http://edition.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/11/04/obama.transcript/index.html 

I suggest reading it. 

Americans making history

Who do you think ought to win?  

Here is a rundown on the candidates' stand on main issues. 

http://edition.cnn.com/ELECTION/2008/issues/

World Animal Day 2008

We arrived at about 4-ish. Relatively well attended, the parties that were present were SPCA of course, PAWS, WWF, pet stores, etc. Good to see so many young people getting involved in saving the critters. There were dogs and cats for adoption. However according to a volunteer, adoption was slow. They only managed to find homes for a puppy and a few cats. Still, that is a more few homeless animals with people to care for them now.

Many people brought their pets as a show of support. We saw plenty of huskies. And a fair share of toy dogs. Being a fan of big dogs, I got acquainted with a very sweet tempered Afghan who looks just like the caricature in 101 Dalmatians. And he is a huge dog with eyes that would melt wood. Yet there was this one pooch who was walking around with a plaster on its ear because it had the misfortune of calling the Afghan a sissy. Heh. Well I speculate, anyway. This Afghan was rescued and homed by this wonderful lady by the name of Yen, a dog Samaritan.

The event ended with musical performances which included the gorgeous Honey Madu and uber talented Dose Two. Because though it was pretty late and the rain came to shower its support as well, whatever it is the lingering staff had a good time.

And beyond the galaxy or at least from Cineleisure Damansara, a different species came to grace the occasion. I hope they did not scare the visitors/pets. Although a pregnant Padme had me taken aback.

For a small donation that goes to SPCA, one can take pictures with the Starwars' cast for one's blog for one's friends to take the completely mickey. Nevertheless, for their guts in championing a good cause, I salute them (and curi-curi take pictures). I know, I have no shame. What, I bought an umbrella at a premium. So I kinda I paid my dues..

If you can - its TODAY

celebration of all things mutton - Updated

It’s a quiet Deepavali. I remember Deepavalis long past when things were truly festive with illegal fireworks, tupperware upon tupperware of cookies and candies, and so much noise and gaiety, nobody slept before midnight. Mutton curry by the potfuls and non-stop stream of relatives, it was all good.

This was when my grandparents still lived in a squatter house of planks and zinc. A kampung in all senses of the word, down to the livestock, mossy well and not to mention the outhouse. Bathing on deepavali morn with fresh well water is not for the faint hearted nor the cold blooded. 

Everything seems brilliant with rose-tinted glasses on your nose. 

Is it time that robs us of innocence and simple pleasures or have celebrations in general cease to have that merry zing with our economic slide and bleak forecasts? Where is the fervour? I hope it’s not a side effect of having grown up.

But one thing never changes. As perennial as muruku and immortal as laddu, Deepavali ain’t Deepavali without those cheesy Tamil musicals on local TV. Forget colours of Ranggoli, give me sun glasses. Must fuchsia be matched with lime green? Against a yellow backdrop? Subtlety has never been the pride of Tamils. I would know, won't I?

Yet what are festivals without indulging in the unimaginably corny? The Christians have their Fat Man that trespasses people’s property every Christmas eve. The Taoists have a multitude of deities that favours porcine offerings. But the Tamils,we outdo them all - for we have Sivaji!

         Not this Sivaji.            

                       

 But THIS: 

It was shown on TV 2 and if have not seen it, where have you BEEN? 

Truly Rajni, Truly India.  

Kolam 101

There is good money to be made from Kolam drawing. All you need is rice - beras hancur is good, poster colour and a real steady hand. For a decent RM200 you can get yourself a pretty blue peacock to grace the entrance of your hall/shopping centre/bank/weapons silo, whatever rocks your boat.  

Drawn on auspicious occassions, kolams are decorative symbols of welcome especially to usher the Goddess Lakshimi, the goddess of prosperity. Don't think its only the Chinese who have their Choy San. She is usually depicted as the 4 armed goddess with coins of gold raining from her palms. Evocative indeed.      

Anyhow The Establishment engaged a professional, a Mr Mohan to do up a kolam befitting the festive season and he did a pretty good job. So for all you kolam enthusiasts out there with bagfuls of rice your mothers have no use for, here is how to recreate your own professional looking kolam. 

   

Meow

A cat found itself up on the 15^th floor where I live. Crying the block down, I assumed somebody brought home a new pet. But when it started to get dark and again I heard its loud complaints, I thought I better go investigate and as I walked onto the landing, lo behold, there was this Siamese cat. Kitteh must have been there the whole afternoon, with no one bothering to help her.  

Greeting me like an old friend as oppose to a scratching post (which is how most feline villains regard me), she wrapped her body around my feet  with a look that kinda went “So THERE you are”.  

A dog person like me seldom have cats friends. And after several encounters that confirmed that I have no cat chemistry, this furry knot around my slippers was a shock to the system.  Got the brother to lift her into a cage that’s been, um, recently vacant.  No good would come from letting her roam all about.

A dog person himself, he held the cat just like how a dog person would. Arms outstretched and as far from the face as possible. She nevertheless was placid, allowed us to pick her up and once in the cage, lapped up the water we offered her. 

She was certainly well looked after judging by her sleek fur, uber manja-ness and the bell around her neck. This cat was certainly not a leftovers gourmand. Not knowing what to feed the poor kitty, frantic calls were made to the few cat whisperers I knew. Thank goodness Jo was good enough to guide me through breathing and deciding what to do next.

After writing a half dozen CAT FOUND notices, as we descended to buy cat food and to stick the notices, we discovered that we forgot the tape. When we got back to the penthouse level again, lo behold (again) there was the cat owner peering into our apartment.

Relieved that we found the cat’s mommy and annoyed with her for being so reckless with her pet, questions were raised as to how she could let her cat go missing for an entire afternoon.  Apparently she just came back from work to discover her pet did a Houdini from the 6^th floor.   After a quick reconciliation and thanks uttered, the cat was back where it belonged. She went with the woman quite obediently and we have not heard concrete reverberating meows since, so I guess the matter was sorted and we got the right person.

 

Funny thing is, I kinda miss the cat. And I hate to admit this but, I am a little disappointed that the owner showed up. I know, rabbits and cats don’t mix but responsive affection is addictive.  Either I am so starved of affection or that kitty just did some cat voodoo on me. 

Stop breaking my heart

Sorry for the lack of updates. Its been a pretty eventful few weeks. 

My beloved pet rabbit Oreo died due to an unknown illness. The poor dear was not able to eat and it came down  to having to feed him pineapple juice with a syringe. His body functions shut down one by one until he was paralysed and eventually died on Wednesday. 

I suspect it is something due to his GI tract but we'll never know for sure. Racked by guilt for not being able to do anything and being utterly helplessness as I watched him die - it was heart wrenching.   

I miss him so. 

Quote of the week

Oddly, or not, the quote that really struck me was from an article on Superman fans saving the run down house where the character was thought up by Jerry Seigeland and Joe Shuster. 

Money was gathered through an online auction to save the dilapidated home.  

Says novelist Brad Meltzer, 

"We're all Clark Kent. We all know what it is like to be boring and ordinary and we all want to be able to rip open our shirt and do something beyond ourselves."

I am getting my cape. 

Public Message

To those who know me personally, they know this well - I don't do pink. Ever.

Well until now.

If I can pink up my website, thankfully just one now instead of two, this is serious stuff. Because I hate pink. But I find that the message behind Pink October too important to let my visual preferences colour my desire to get involve, and get YOU involved, in talking about and thinking about Breast Cancer.

My mom used to work in a Breast Clinic and I work now with colleagues who are breast cancer specialists. It is heartbreaking. It is scary. But it can be cured. There is Hope. During Pink October we also celebrate the lives and struggle of breast cancer survivors in Malaysia.

So Educate Yourself. It can save your mom/sis/daughter/wife/girlfriend/ YOUR life. Find out more at MAKNA

Because this is really important.

I hate pink.

But I love you.

So be aware and take care of the ones you love. Yourself especially. And do that self breast exam dammit. Of get ur bf/gf to do it. Rowrr. See.. incentive!