Fat Fish for Joo

Yea... super ugly FAT brainless fish. Joo, do you regret asking for a drawing of it? :P

Rubbish Post

Once, I told Mee Mee that I write a lot of nonsense on my blog, and Mee Mee said the way I write makes nonsense don't seem like nonsense. How flattered I felt... so let's see if I can prove myself in this post. It is going to be full of rubbish, no head or tail, nor direction or objective. Just rubbish. Enjoy!

Once upon a time, neil and sen sen drew a fish. The fish has big eyes, so big that there was no space in its head for brains, hence it was called brainless fish, with cacat fins.



Soon after the debut of a sot brainless fish side-view masterpiece, neil decided to give it a full-face front-view perspective. It took quite a while to visualize how it would be, but in the end, it materialized.



One day, brainless fish stood right up for a full-body front-view portrait, wearing lots of make-up and an itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka-dot bikini, carrying a durian-on-a-stick for keeping monkeys under control.



neil said "oi! look like chinese opera make up la!" and sen sen was delighted, and so taken by the idea that all subsequent drawing of brainless fish had such make up. Sometimes, brainless fish felt very sien, like the time when it graduated with a fishy degree...



One day, poor brainless fish ended up being steamed on a plate, with the usual ingredients - mushroom, ginger and tomatoes.



Thereafter, brainless fish had been spotted numerous times with its trademark durian-on-a-stick, mushroom and / or ginger. With the ever-increasing popularity of brainless fish, neil and sen sen decided to make it the mascot of workday moods, representing the 5 working days of the week.







When Bee Ree came to know of the brainless fish, she asked to be allowed to post them on her blog. Well, no problem my dear... here's the whole lot. You're posting one per day? Cool. You actually wrote on your blog that Nee Lee and friend drew those fish pics?! Well, probably your readers don't know who Nee Lee is anyway. They can guess, Bee Ree said, since they knew Nee Lee was a roomie, and she didn't have that many before - just Mee Mee, Nee Lee, roomie#3, roomie#4. So few? In all my years in tertiery education, I've had close to 10 roomies! Nearly 30 apartment- and house-mates! Wow, Bee Ree said, I must be very adaptable. No, not that - it's the way life is in college - people come and go, fish swims here and there...



... even if it's damn ugly.

Meeting the DNA Man

In 1996, Dr James Watson, one of the discoverers of the double helix structure of DNA and winner of 1/3 of the Nobel Prize (in Physiology or Medicine) in 1962, came to KL and gave a public lecture on "DNA & Life". I heard about the event on a radio announcement and wrote in immediately for invitations. They were free for students, and I got three. So I went with my brestfriend and another friend. I was exhilarated beyond reason - meeting a Nobel laureate whom we have in our textbooks! A Nobel laureate who discovered the structure of DNA, and is still alive! I was so excited I made my bestfriend bring along her tape recorder, and I actually recorded the entire lecture (yes, I still have the tape... although I don't know if it will still play). At that time, I was obsessed with Nobel laureates.


the invitation

Needless to say, I enjoyed myself immensely throughout the lecture. My bestfriend followed it tolerably well, but our other friend was all bored out. Quite a number of the audience were bored - some were sleeping, some were talking or walking out (damn rude!) At the end of the lecture, I convinced my friends to stick around so that we could get an autograph from the man himself - Prof Dr James Watson. And we did! In fact, after we got his autographs, we asked his wife for autographs as well!


the good Nobel laureate Prof Dr Watson and his wife autographed our booklet on his profile page

This booklet and the invitation card have been my treasures since (as is evident in the above scans...) On Friday, I was having dinner with my bestfriend and I mentioned this (very significant) event to her, and proudly said that I still have the autographed booklet with me. And she said, with a careless laugh, that she's thrown hers away. @#$%!!! I can hardly believe it! (are you reading this, bestfriend?)

Any readers out there been to the same lecture in 1996? If you have asked for autographs like we did... don't throw them away!

Job Placement

Up for a joke?


Proper job placement:

1. Put 400 bricks in a closed room.
2. Put your new hires in the room and close the door.
3. Leave them alone and come back after 6 hours.
4. Then analyze the situation:

If they are counting the bricks, put them in the Accounting Department.
If they are recounting them, put them in Auditing.

If they have messed up the whole place with the bricks, put them in Engineering.

If they are arranging the bricks in some strange order, put them in Planning.

If they are throwing the bricks at each other, put them in Operations.

If they are sleeping, put them in Security.

If they have broken the bricks into pieces, put them in Information Technology.

If they are sitting idle, put them in Human Resources.

If they say they have tried different combinations, they are looking for more, yet not a brick has been moved, put them in Sales.

If they have already left for the day, put them in Management.

If they are staring out of the window, put them in Strategic Planning.

If they are talking to each other, and not a single brick has been moved, congratulate them and put them in Top Management.

Laugh la; laugh loud loud. There. :D

Lunch Hour Adventure

The restaurant was full, and they don't give numbers to waiting (potential) customers, so one friend stayed there to wait for a table to become available, while another one and I walked over to a bakery at the opposite side. The breads looked really good, and I decided to buy some home - for tomorrow's breakfast or whatever la. I took a tray, heaped some bread on it, then waited in line at the cashier's. My friend didn't buy any bread, so she stood a little behind me, out of the way of the line. I stood with my back facing the front of the line because I was engaged in conversation with her. A short while later, I noticed a kwailo standing next to my friend, tray in hand, seemingly shouting at me. No, I thought, he must be addressing his female companion, who was lingering nearby. And I continued talking with my friend. However, the shouting went on. I looked at him.

"DON'T LET HER PUSH IN FRONT OF YOU!" Pointing to the left side of me with his tray. "DON'T LET HER PUSH IN!"

I turned and saw a Malay lady, holding a tray, in a suspicious position at the side of the line, as if attempting to cut queue.

"OK," I told the kwailo, and took a step closer to the person rightfully in front of me.

"DON'T LET HER PUSH IN FRONT OF YOU!" He went on. "SHE TRIED TO PUSH IN FRONT OF ME... OH WELL, SHE'S ALREADY PUSHED IN FRONT OF ME!"

At this precise moment, the Malay lady turned, smiled at the kwailo, and gestured him to move forward to take his place in the queue directly behind me, then walked to the end of the line. I turned to the kwailo and smiled.

"I guess she heard you."

"OH REALLY?! I DIDN'T THINK I WAS THAT OBVIOUS!"

Not obvious? Well, I had nothing to say, "Haha", so I just laughed "Haha".