Coromussels is what Coromandel is all about.

First of all, sorry to you jonesey for not being able to accompany you for shopping. Hope you found what you are looking for.

Whenever I'm in restaurant, pub, club or any public toilets, I tend to be most creative when it comes to incubation in the WC, lavatory or whatchamaycallit. SO it hit my mind how come no toilets put up this sign after a nice scotch fillet with sauteed mushrooms in Coromandel;

A toilet reflects the restaurant's character!

Ok, that may sound a bit dodgy and you guys are prolly thinking about dirty thoughts but hey it's not what I want to convey.

If indeed there was such a signage or maybe something similar, I am sure that the patrons would be happy about the operators taking heed and is proud of their clean amenities.

Mussels chowder was great. Had messaged Benny about what he said was nice there but I don't think mussel pie would be available considering the time we had arrived in Coromandel town thanks to us stubborn peeps who didn't want to listen to someone's smart opinion. Hehe (hope her head gets better soon)

Ok, a lil' bit or rewind here.
So we had embarked on a road trip finally and with the cards in the cap, our destiny lied in the hands of fate. Brings new meaning to the quote. "Where do you want to go today?"

Substituted ice cream for a nice dinner, and it was a definite YES to turning left on the exit to Coromandel.



So the rules were no breathing while we are driving past a bridge (for the duration the car is on the bridge), un-successful 'I spy' efforts, good conversations, thoughts and opinions shared. Laughters spilled.

Had quick round of immunity challenge (well that was what I called it) after we arrived in Thames (pronounced as Th-ams). It was decided that we depart off to Coromandel as the movie listing did not hit the spot for us. The view from the coastal roads were spectacular and to top it all off was the magnificent spectacle of dusk.



da cruisemobile

King of the hill immunity challenge

Dusking good scene!

Yes it's true, the township of Kereta?

Bad time to snap a shot but the view was worth it

mmmm.....

Currently listening to: Rooftop, Stereophonics

"Leave no urban legend untested"

This has to be one of the best programs ever produced for the benefit of us consumers regarding products/items that may be harmful due to myths. Be it myths created and forwarded on email or via word of mouth rumors, it has always been the topic of conversations. And whether we like it or not, we have always succumbed to the myths due to fear and uncertainty.

So here was the 3 myths (E2/S1) to be busted by this two bloody smart, funny, witty and provocative men who has 30 years of experience in stunt effects on their numerous missions to prove whether some urban legends was in fact true or false.

The sypnosis for the episode was Cell Phone Destruction, Silicone Breasts and CD-ROM Shattering.

Cell Phone Destruction

The experiment was done in a controlled environment of bullet proof plastic where they set gasoline and a handphone ringing but that did not create a blast like what email myths depicted it to be that has been haunting us. The major cause for explosions at gas stations as documented by Fire Safety Authorities were static. And the duo put that to the test with an instrument that creates static with panties(yes you read it correctly, underwear.) and indeed it sparked an explosion. What I found most benefiting was the fact that when static causes a spark that ignites the pertol pump area, it was said that the human tendency or reflex would be to pull the nozzle out of the fueling duct.
*Now I am sure you are smart enough to imagine what's gonna happen when panicky people does that, go figure*

MYTH BUSTED!!! Cell phone explosion at gas stations

P/S: Why were panties chosen for the experiment? The reason being the fact (statistically proven) that females on average goes in and out of the car 6 times more often than men.

P/S again: Now I have a piece of mind when it comes to answering my phone or diverting my thighs/pocket away from the fuel/fumes while I'm pumping gas. *relief*

Silicone Breasts
Experiments on the myth that silicone breasts exploding during flights due to change of pressure in altitude.

MYTH BUSTED!!! SPLAT!!! Exploding silicones during change of pressure

If indeed it was true, wonder how low (in terms of altitude) does Pamela Anderson or Dolly flies when they are working, holidaying or touring?

CD-ROM Shattering
The duo created a gelatin body and placed it next to a CD Drive and tweaked the power for the drive to unreachable speeds of XX,000 rpm to prove the myth behind people getting injured by shrapnels due to CD-ROM shattering into pieces. Indeed, the CD-ROM does shatter during the experiment but only when the CD had an extreme wear and tear. But even so, it would be harmless to us as the drive casing would be containing the flying pieces.

MYTH BUSTED!!! Injuries from flying CD-ROM shrapnels at warp speeds

That's some information for a thought and a piece of mind. Ahh, the joys of having Discovery Channel, what an educational tool!

\/\/31RD DR34M5...

Can't remember the details but the highlight of the dream goes like this....



My tooth all falling pieces by pieces onto the floor. *just like how dominoes are falling <---insert your own imagination of soundFX here---> in an orderly fashion*

We were at a gathering somewhere...
So my smiles for camera snaps were just smirks without opening my mouth to reveal my toothless wreckage.

And *picture this* Jo starts picking up all my tooth, all 32 of them.. and starts placing them on cards for some apparent reason. She then starts giving them to friends, takes a picture of each and starts sending PXTs(picture texts) out as souvenirs for the night. *picture phones beeping all over with new incoming message beeps)

True enough, I was awakened by the sound of a text on my phone. /me starts touching and feeling each and every tooth with my tongue to assure myself it was only a dream.

Dream you say? Nightmare I reckon. (pls do not ask me why were you in my dreams Jo, A lot of people have been having dreams of you previously)

Waking up back to reality was beyond description and the first thing on my mind was for justice to be carried out. *runs to the bathroom to brush my teeth*

Perhaps, it God's message to me to take care of my fangs and oral health. *smiling with my teeth sparkling*

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Id3a sparks
Oven paper or aluminum foils with a rolling lever on the side to retract the portion of unused foil/paper. Wouldn't the world be a better and convenient place if there was such a thing.

Speaking of sparks, as I was going to head out, my car couldn't start, battery was flat. So much for sparks for the day. There was one spark in which I needed to get me started for the day and it failed on me. The spark plug. See how amazing God works? He sends subliminal messages to his kingdom and it's how we decipher them and make the best out of things that may be. Sparks flying in one aspect and darkness which needs sparks in another area.

Currently listening to: Be with you, Enrique Igloosias
Am feeling: Locked in

Squeezed dry Sunday.

Was as usual late for soccer and I was rushing out after my morning 'char siew pau' that would keep me filled for the morning before lunch. And while heading to one of the cars, I had realised my mom took my car which had all my belongings for 'Sporty Sunday' and so I called her before departing my house so that I can collect my stuff when she has parked in Botany Town Centre. While on my way, the gut feeling of forgetting to bring something arised. Not only one item/task but three! First I had realised I forgotten to pack my towel, next I found out I had forgotten to 'tone' my face after cleansing it. So what? It wouldn't hurt if I skipped a shower or close my pores for the day. But the last item which I had forgotten to bring out was my cell phone. Without much ado, I took a 3 point turn instantly. Yes, the dawn of mankind not being able to live without his cellphone has arrived. And I fell victim to this turning point or era if you like.

Soccer in the morning was pretty tiring as there were only 8 of us. The opposition team which I had mentioned about redemption was not going to turn so had we found out according to the booking list. Will have to make do for the day with arduous running back and forth.

After lunch, I had a brief 45 minutes 'digestion time' before outdoor soccer was confirmed. Kohia Terrace is a real suitable location to play socially as the field was surrounded by rock walls which prevents the ball from leaving the vicinity of the field. Ahhh, how nice it is without having the worry about running after the ball once it has breached the boundary. Played a whole 2 and a half hours of field soccer and by the first hour, I had reached a conclusion that s**k big time in it. Getting rusty or maybe I'm getting too used to indoor soccer. Fell by tripping on the slightly deflated ball.

By the time I knew it, it was already quater past 6 and badminton in the hall along the same road was already calling. Another 3 hours of shuttlecock blasting for me now.

All in all, it was altogether a combined 6 and a half hours of perspiring, chasing, kicking, smashing and exhaustingly running about.

The time now is 1208am when I finished this blog, so I think right after my 'ever so unhealthy shower so late into the night', I shall collapse onto my bed and if by any chance I do not wake up after 12 hours of sleep, someone please dial 111 and come look for me please. *gasping for oxygen to fuel my brain*

Till tomorrow, good night Auckland.

Am feeling: How am I feeling you say? two words, Go figure!

Vigilant onboard!

I had this in mind a while back but it was lost in transition. Ended up in a memo on my phone as a thought. So it goes...

Some people are just over cautious about their driving that it bothers you and makes you skin boil. Such cases which results in;

a) hogging the right lane moving slowly
b) taking too long to park and obstructing your way
c) moving at the speed od 20km/h

usually when this occurs, they human tendceny is to whizz past them and taking a look who this mofo is.

I don't mean to sound like I'm discriminating cautious and safe drivers out there. But I thought of something which would benefit them instead. So it sparked in my mind while I was driving that this idea would camouflage them from the hatred of fast paced drivers. So why not put a CAUTION! Baby Onboard tag behind their rear?

The pain and frustration of dealing with a dial up. Ohh gawdddd! But there is nothing that can be done about it. Getting a broadband just isn't worth the moeny as there is only PC at home. Do not see a valid reason to switch although my mom wanted to do so on the spot at Telecom the other day. I had to talk her out of it in order to get some sense into her.

Currently listening to: Fabulous ft. Tamia
Am feeling: Gloomy but forward looking. Contradicting you say?

A nice smoothie by the name of Velvet Kiss at Logos, Ponsonby. When I ordered it, the bar person said "I'm done with making smoothies for the night". So there I was standing dazed by what he had said and with a pitiful face + a blur look trying to win his pity. Eventually he gave in and said "Ok you could have that and anything else?". I said "nahh! Just that, thanks!" So that was my last smoothie for the night.

After that, a quick foosing in Control Room and back to drinks once more at Leisure tea house and I was looking for a new establishment but to no success. And eventually found out that the new hang out place wasn't new after all. I had knew there was one there all these while but I had gotten the idea that the crew found a new place (as in newly opened drinking spot). *kapish*?

This was my winning hand in Big2 and Josh was nice enough to send it to my email. Check my 'a sure winner' hand and what say you? I have full house queens mind you. Just placed it wrongly before I found out.

Inflicting like a religion...

At this very moment....


You are like a religion to me,

like how the sky is to the cloud,

that is how important you are to me,

this is what I shout out loud and proud.


In this life of endless juggling of priorities,

you are my source of inspiration in times of difficulty,

that is all part of life's complexities,

without you I would definitely claim insanity.


I have made up my mind that you are the light

The light I have been searching for,

that burst of energy, faith, love, truth and beauty,

that might propel me through the darkness of insecurity,


In the gloom where I needed to be resurrected,

so much so that I have no clue who the mirror reflects,

feels as if my life has once again been started,

ever since your mending presence in my life's cracks.


Perhaps it is God's plan for each of his creation,

perhaps there is uncertainty,

perhaps there is happiness at the end of the destination,

this I leave it to destiny.


As I carry on along the way,

I may cry, I might be weak, I might be aimless, I might drift,

The devil might even make me sway,

Nonetheless, it is you that I want to spend my life with.

Currently listening to: If I Ain't Got You, Alicia Keys
Am feeling: Needing and missing you badly!

Orthenthic, original and oh-so-loud-toasting-dinner...

yum·mi·vi·cious

Pronunciation: yum me-'vee-sh&s
Function: adjective
1 : affording great pleasure but potent and fatal
2 : highly attractive or pleasing; especially DELIGHTFUL, DELECTABLE
3 : appealing to one of the bodily senses especially of taste or smell

A dinner at a Korean Chinese Restaurant, upper queen with the crew. Another gathering before Benny leaves. Food was up to my taste buds and with the sweet plum soju (a type of distilled Korean liquor) flowing bottles after bottles, laughters shared and countless 'yummmmmmm sinnggggggg' toastings, nothing could go wrong. Mind you, the alcohol content of the plum juice liquor is 15%. It still did not bring much of a challenge for an alcohol bred creature like me. It was like spring water, only sweeter and yummi-vi-ciously tasting.

First casualty: Jonno
Time: 9.30
Location: Korean Chinese Restaurant
Bottle count: 9
Price of dinner & plum juice: NZD$ 40.00
Dinner with great company: Priceless

(my first time indulging in sea cucumbers, not being in Malaysia, how could I be choosy over what to consume. Yes! I'm finally growing up and experimenting more with my food) Wonder when would it be the day I start to develop a liking for 'spare parts' ie. kidney, stomach, liver, heart and etc. NEVER!!!

We were treated with a live and last performance in Auckland by Benny himself at their place later on. That's where we found out the 'stripper' in Josh himself. Tania was equally as shocked as we were. But then again, it's Josh. I think the shyness slowly diminished after having a housemate noneother than Mr. Mascot himself.

The food was a first of its' kind that I've tasted here in Auckland. Very authentic dishes. What's the name of the restaurant might you ask? Just in case you guys might want to sample the food for yourselves, the name to look out for is Korean Chinese Restaurant. Original but come on! Like where's the creativity in naming the restaurant?

Think I have said enough for tonight. If indeed I go thirsty for a form of liquid after all that I have blabbered, at least I know what it will be. Soju you say?

So much
Soju
Sojourn...

Currently listening to: Drink the water, Jack Johnson

It was so nice to have someone to come home to after a night out with the boys at down the memory lane haunt Margaritas. The A-team was on the prowl for their mission to hook up one of the member. The outcome for the night. F-A-I-L-E-D....

To top it all, I had just found a note left on my PC. What a nice gesture! Here's looking at you Dinky! ;)

Soccer was fun regardless of the boys being lack of sleep. It started with half court 4 on 4 and later asked to play a full court by a group of men who plays regularly somewhere else.

We somehow did not gel consistently as a combined team but there shall be redemption next week. Part II would be bigger, better and much more flamboyant I promise. Audrey is showing great signs of improvement from the first time I saw her play. Her foot is naturally lethal when it comes to first touches. Great of Bronson, Pearson and Aud to join us once again.

Badminton extreme tonight as we played 4 hours of badminton as we extended another hour from the weekly 3 hours. In occasion for the last game and farewell of Benny.

Currently listening to: Numb, U2
Am feeling: Like a sack of potatoes, all heavy and getting moldy on the inside.

Soldier bids farewell at Lounge.

Another soldier down, or rather being trasferred back to serve in his home country. All this just as he was getting climatized to land of the long white clouds.

My compadre, partner is crime, silver medalist and high school mate Benny is heading back as there aren't any options left. Gonna miss you, your antics, your boldness and mostly your company bro! All the best to ya back in KL and keep in touch bro! *I sound as if he has left but he hasn't*

Vacancy open for a doubles partner in Badminton
If you are a go getter, loud mouthed, not shy about shouting it out and have endless amount of energy to dance all night, then this is the position for YOU!!!

If this sounds like you, pls send in your resume and accomplishments to HRdept@partnerincrime.co.nz

A great night out in the presence of all who had made it warm and thumping in 'The Lounge' as the crowd were prolly at the Black Eyed Peas concert.














More snaps will be made available as soon as I get it from Jason. Pls bare with my pathetic dial-up internet connection. Your patience is greatly appreciated.

Currently listening to:Lola's Theme, Shapeshifters

Washington's Mighty Doofus! (WMD)

So the news is out! There wasn't any WMD (Weapons of Mass Destruction) in Iraq! Ignore the Washington's moronic douche bag.

Iraqis': "Thank you for looking highly upon us and overestimating our intelligence to create or buy WMD in your context but we just want to live our simple lives without having other countries poking their noses into our business".

George W. Bush/Tony Blair: "Oops! But you guys were like the missing jigsaw into our whole big terrorist puzzle and we had to find someone to put the blame on. Sorry for all the false allegations. You can take my or rather our word for it that this won't happen again. How could we repay you back for your country's loss in terms of lives and possessions?

Iraqis': *^*&%%$#$#@%$*&^*

George W. Bush/Tony Blair: *In sync* "We are sorry for everything and for fingers pointed but we just need more oil.

Tony Blair: *coughs*ahem* "America and not Britain, not we, but just him" *pointing the finger at George dubbya Bush*

George dubbya: If I do win the elections and re-elected, I would make it up to you guys and I would take spotlight away from Iraq and find other means of economy *coughs*

Iraqis': Sorry! I beg your pardon?

George dubbya: excuse me, I mean country.

Iraqis': I know where you can start your idiocy Mr. President, I heard Brunei is an oil abundant country. And the best part is, you need not even lift your hands in terms of military or speak in terms of nuclear warfare and that small country shall be in your reign Mr. President! Howzatt for a piece of cake?

George dubbya: Don't stop. Keep talking, keep talking sir! Shall we head to the Oval office for tea to discuss on this matter? *muttering to himself* "hope you are not carrying any razor blades on you as I have a black bag and with one flicker of a swicth and there shall be nuclear war on your country punk a**!"

Currently listening to: Something is calling you, Norah Jones
Am feeling: Accomplished

How's this for creativity?

I had just generated a random question on blogger through browsing in the profile window and this was what I had to answer.

Create a tagline for a new line of plastic bedsheets.

Putting the privacy in PVC

P/S: To that someone. I did not browse about PVC, it was just out of coincidence when being asked, this was on my mind. hehe.. versatile indeed.

Currently listening to: You owe me nothing, Alanis once more
Am feeling: Plastically kinky

Super un-traumatized me!

So this was me at Borders just yesterday after a quick foosin with the Lim bros.

Browsing
Browsing
Ad mags
Ad mags
Entrepeneurial mags
Me just realizing it's Tuesday and movie tickets are on specials
Me rushing to Imax soon after
Nothing on which falls at 630pm so my choice is made up for Supersize me

Was gonna meet up with the crew at East Cafe and as soon as we got there, then it was off to MOMO tea Nth Shore.

Jo: Who did you watch movie with?
Me: Just me, myself and I.
Jo & Daniel *simultaneously*: yeaaaa right!
Me: What? Yea, I went to the movies alone. What's wrong with that?
Jo: I don't believe you!
Daniel: I don't believe either
Jo: Oooh I watch Wimbledon!
Me: *what would I get out of lying my way through this?*

What have I got to say about the documovie?

Well, it was allrite, I'm really into thoes kinda "show me what's really happening in this world" kinda reality and docu thingmajigy. I was a bit grossed out with the eating part and also the harsh reality of the content in fast foods and beverages.

So today is a brand new day. All sunny but it took me a while to get outta bed. Scratching my a** all the way to the kitchen and looking in the pantry for what I can concoct up for lunch. Minutes later I am sitting in my living room watching tv and eating...... yes you would have guessed so... KFC!!!
Once bitten, twice bolder

Currently listening to: Flinch, Alanis Morissette
Am feeling: All lard-y and greasy

"Can I get the 'cleavage' please?"

Happy Birthday Deborah!!!

Had nice evening at the Turkish Cafe with the crew. Was recommended to go there by Elaine ages ages ago and had finally put the food to test for my taste bud's bitter sweet judgement.

People love choices, but once people are given too many choices, they can't decide. So the conclusion is, people love choices but people can never decide which they want if given one too many. So why give them that many to choose from in the first place. That would feel like queing up in a prison during lunch time and not having a choice of food.
"Just shuddup and get back in line like the others and eat the what is given to you punk"
-Just a thought that ran in my head while I was trying to order from the array of mains they offered and being fickle at the same time-

So yeah, I had ordered 'Glevech', a dish of lamb, with tomatoes, eggplant, rice and some salad on the side. To the amusement of many after countless times of trying to pronounce it, they found it similar sounding to 'cleavage'.

A nice meal and excellent service from the staff and dare I say nay coz there might be someone, somewhere out there who might just stumble upon my blog who would happen to be a staff or be in favor of the Turkish Cafe. I like to play it safe. But terms of economy, it wasn't worth the penny poured out. But I know one thing is for sure, Benny had his moneys' worth.



Me & Deb

My dish of cleavage Glevech *pardon the mess, it wasn't part of the decoration*

Andrew & Ann Nee

Gary & Jasmine

Debbie & Jennifer

Alice the 'photoshy', Em & Jonno the 'mimic'

Jonno, Benny & Fei Bian

Finguhh lickin guud!

Currently listening to: Victory, Bond