It's Against the Law to be Fat!

Seriously it is.

In Japan.

If one is between 40 to 70 of age, and has a waistline of more than 33.5 inches, then the Japanese government requires said person to be on diet and get fit, or else one will get a hefty fine.

I kid you not.

I heard this from MyFM on my way to work this morning, and later in the day I read it in newspaper. Go look it up if you don't trust me (why oh why?!?! I am honest and trustworthy and goody goody and...).

This Japanese law doesn't apply to me since I have always been a chi liao bee (waste rice) but if you are er... "big-boned" and like to spend your mature years in Japan, it's time to start losing the spare tyre. =)

Or just go the other extreme and become a sumo wrestler. =P

Vocabulary Lesson with CK (June 08)

Spud noun

A spud is a gardening tool similar to a narrow spade, used for cutting the roots of weeds, et cetera.

Of course if it only has that meaning, it would not be in my vocabulary lesson.

=P

A spud is also a...


image source

Wait, there's more!

The following conversation was how I came to know the word spud. It's a conversation that happened a few years ago when I was still in England, between my (then) girl friend and a female friend of ours, a British lady younger than us, married.

The ladies were talking about men, I was present but they simply ignored me and chatted as if I wasn't there.

"Some are gorgeous, some are great fun, but when it comes to getting married and settling down, it's still the plain, honest, nerdy, bookwormy type that's more secure."

"Yea, the spuds like Tim and CK."

(Oi! I am standing beside you ladies!)

So there, I am a spud.

Er... yay? =\

I See Dead People

"I see dead people... in the mirror"

That's what I put on my Live Messenger personal note today.

It caused a few of my friends who were kay po concerned to inquire what supernatural encounter I had been through.

It's nothing like that lar!

I am sick today, the note is meant to describe my zombie like reflection I saw in the mirror this morning.

Sorry to have caused undue excitement, I blame my six sick sense of humour.

I know I know, lame attempt at joke. Nothing to see here, move along now.

I, father

This is my first Father's Day as a father.

I spent most of the day in bed with that empty space underneath my skull filled with mucus and that secretion that comes out of the nose when we have a runny nose, whatever it's called.

Good thing we went out yesterday to celebrate Father's Day at one of father's favorite Japanese restaurants, else all he would get would be my hand made "wantons" (dumplings).

As for Hsiang, he said many variations of "aa", different pitches, tones and volumes.

Not specifically to me, and nothing that sounds like papa.

Yes, he loves me too... >.<

I will go back to my bed now.

Happy Father's Day to all the fathers.

That Thingy Beside the URL

I am a simpleton simple person.

Simple person derives happiness from simple thing.

Like my favicon (favourite icon) finally showing up.

that's me icon, yes sir it is!

When that website was fresh and new, I looked up the html for the favicon, searched high and low for a graphical software that can produce the .ico file. I tried and tried, and then tried some more. Yet despite following the html to the letter, my favicon refused to work.

Disappointed, I gave up. That was six years ago.

Either Internet Explorer 7 had an update, or more likely Lycos Tripod had an upgrade in the past few days, for my favicon suddenly appeared!

Wah lau, magic!

Me is happy. =)

Remembrance

You were in my thoughts all day today
it's a sombre day
Late yesterday night I started thinking of you
without prompting, without reason
It has been two years since you left us
your departure broke me, changed me
I know you are in a better place now
smiling down on us, guiding your younger sibling
Hsiang has been a good boy today
was it your doing?
I just want you to know that
we would have loved you with all our hearts

Model Extraordinaire

After making me pose for her in a previous outing, she had the chance to return the favour in a more recent outing.

May I present to you, model extraordinaire*, Miss LL Ong!

like, totally the same...ish

Besides looking at the wrong direction, hands a bit off, not wearing as sexily, different hair style... you can easily hardly tell the difference!

Full mark for her sportsmanship (sportswomanship?) in agreeing to pose and allowing me to share this wonderful photo on the blog.

You da star, gal! You da star!

* as in software simulation that kind of model