Look how tall he is! Andrew Bogut had just been picked as the No.1 pick in the NBA draft by the Milwaukee Bucks. Nothing has gotten me this excited about basketball before except for when Yao Ming made it 2 years ago. Looking forward to some great games.

Fox Sports story.

Hu, Kelly Hu was in tonight's CSI:NY. That would make it the second appearance. Maybe she'll be a repeat character on the show. Woo. Kelly Hu. It's all good.

On a side note: when a seemingly minor character on a cop show is played by an actor of some note, you just know that they are up to no good.

"The Customer is Always Right"

My ass. They are not always right. However if I'm genuinely in the wrong I'd gladly own up and fix it. I'm not talking about those situations. I'm talking about the situations when a customer is being very unreasonable and expects the value that they get from a product or service to be infinitesimally more than what they've paid. Meaning they want to squeeze every last drop of value out of their tight little asses and are never satisfied and will always complain no matter how hard you try.

So as not to get fired or whatever (k*ss my ass! :)), I'm not going to talk about what actually happened today at work. Instead I'd just rant about a similar incident, albeit in a different context. A few years back when I was running a small restaurant, this incident occured:

• Lady comes in to buy a coffee. She complains it was not hot enough. I said any hotter and I'd boil the milk and ruin the taste of the coffee. She doesn't care. She wants it HOT. So I made her another one the way she wants it.
• Second time she comes in, I made sure the milk was boiling hot. So hot that my workmates were telling me, "Oi! You're boiling the milk!" I said, "I know!!!". This time she complains it was not "full" enough. WTF!? So never mind, it's an easy fix. I just topped it up with more milk.
• Third time (!!!) she comes in, I made sure the milk was hot and the cup was full. The waitress was giving me an evil look as she struggles with not spilling the coffee. Lady brings it back and says, "This coffee is weaker than normal. Did you change the beans?" I grit my teeth and said, "No". "Can you make me another one?" I thought, "In your dreams b*tch!" I said to her, "I will give you your money back but I'm not making you another one." She grumbles a bit and finished her coffee. She never returned and boy was I glad.

Sesame street was brought to you today by the letters "a, s and s" and by the number 2 - for up yours!

p/s to the friend who said I should write about more personal stuff - here you go. :)

This is sooo cool. The organisers of the Glastonbury music festival in the UK had to comply with strict new anti-noise pollution laws. These were put in place after numerous complaints from previous years. So what did they do? Wireless headphones for everyone. Mucho excellent!

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/8348904/

If you are Christian, and you want to date there are rules to be followed. R-U-L-E-S! Goddammit.

Another awful (tm) link from Something Awful.

• Everything that you do, say, see, hear, touch, smell and taste - you are thinking about how to blog it.
• You read a lot of blogs.
• You leave comments on a lot of blogs.
• You considered having more than one blog because one just isn't enough to contain your verbal diarrhoea.
• You sneak a look at your site visit statistics whenever you are free at work - woohoo, more page loads!
• You have a digital camera and you use it often - sometimes in not-so-appropriate situations.
• You think your writing is great when it really isn't that significant in the bigger scheme of things.
• In some of your dreams, you are blogging.

... and the biggest sign of it all ...

• The next day you blog about that dream in which you were blogging.

Lyrics to a current fav track of mine, I See Girls (Studio B):

i see girls
here and everywhere
short skirts, long hair, love it when they walk yeah
i'm on cloud nine
you look so fine, can't wait to make you mine
i kinda like it when you walk past
gotta take a glance, body shaped like an hourglass
pulling up to my bumper so hot
you work so hard, like it the way you work it
i looked first, you looked back
attracted to the way that you shake that
yo
i know you can't fake that
so bring it over here so near i can touch that
one night just isn't enough
i want to have you giving it up
so put your number on the back of my hand
you got a man but i got other plans
so baby girl you're in luck

chorus

oh
you know i see you girl
you know i want you girl
cos you're driving me crazy

repeat x 3

...

Wanted to share the song here but thought better not. Go find it and download it yourself!

Kinda describes my mood every weekend at the clubs but not literally. I do enjoy the healthy perving but most times I just go for drinks, the music and the atmosphere. Though if I'm fortunate enough that a girl would want to give me her number I use my phone, instead of the back of my hand to take it down. ;)

Last night was your typical winter night: very cold and wet. The crowds were thin and my friend and I had been bouncing between clubs, and were increasingly bored. This was around 1:00am. After getting out from the last club we walked past a strip joint. At first my friend was reluctant but I convinced him quite easily. The conversation went thus:

ME: Let's go in.
FRIEND: Nah.
ME: Look. It costs $10 to get in here. You go back to a club and what you gonna do??? Buy a few more drinks? That's at least $10 gone. At least here, you are guaranteed to see some naked women.
FRIEND: *sold*

Mind you, we were both slightly intoxicated by then. We didn't spend too much time pondering the silly rationale of my argument. Anyways, we ended up going home at 2:30am. Fun times.

On a similar note, check out this blog entry.

It's a slow news day so I ventured over to Something Awful. Without fail I would find at least one post that cracks me up. This one is about Indian movie posters.

Enjoy!

http://www.afi.com/tvevents/100years/quotes.aspx

My favourite would be the #1: "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" (Gone with the Wind, 1939). Which has evolved into the following:

• I don't give a hoot.
• I don't give a flyin' rat's ass.
• I don't give a sh*t.
• I don't give a f**k.

Timeless. :)

I would have liked to see this on the list though: "Yippee Kiyay Motherf**ker!" (Die Hard, 1987).

From: Jonathan
Comment: I worked as a crowd controller (aka bouncer) in Brisbane for two years ... Nightclubs exist to make money, it's that simple. In order to do it successfully then you have to have certain selling points, the obvious one is atmosphere. This is made up by a few different things; The venue itself and it's aesthetic appeal, the music, the staff and just as importantly the patrons. In a perfect world exclusivity wouldn't be a useful marketing tool, but the truth is it's a very powerful marketing tool ... The reality is that screening at the door is a part of night club culture and it serves a purpose. The aim is to fill the venue with the most agreeable mix of people, it is no easy task. If the patrons are screened well then the incident rate will be low, there will be less work for the bouncers, and the staff and patrons will have a night free of violence and confrontation ... Being judged on a superficial level is exactly what it is, and it's all relative to the person doing the judging at that time. It's not perfect and it's not fair, but last time I checked people, neither was life.

Fair comment. We will just have to blame it on our superficial world then. That and revolving everything around the bottom line ($$$). More comments here.

Wasn't really working well yesterday, especially with the MSN ones due to some maintenance on their end. Slept on it, woke up and woah - now I have excerpts of my favourite blogs all in the one place. Awesome.

To those who know me in real life, tell me which of these two personalities describe me the best:

http://mooiness.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-this-singaporean-blogger.html

http://mooiness.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-this-malaysian-blogger.html

Be honest! :)

Another blog tracking service but it works differently to blo.gs. This one grabs snippets of posts from the first pages of your favourite blogs and spits them out in a listing, like a Google search.

See the ones that I track here: http://kinja.com/user/mooiness (for some reason MSN ones take a while to show up)

... because they won't let you in.

More examples of discrimination at the clubs. Bastards!