Soon Sengs Corner

"If I Had to Get Stuck in a Shopping Mall, With Zombies Surrounding the Place Which One Would it Be?"

Wed, 04 Nov 2009 15:24:41 GMT

S ometimes, in your idle moments, when your mind isn't dwelling on any serious matter, I'm sure that you've wondered to yourself, "If I had to get stuck in a shopping mall, with zombies surrounding the place (ala I Am Legend), which shopping mall would it be?"

Ok, so maybe you've never thought about it. Most sane people wouldn't. But in an attempt to identify the best shopping mall in Malaysia (or rather, the Klang Valley), the question was raised that if you had to be stuck in a shopping mall, which one would it be, and why?

I promptly suggested that the reason that one could be stuck in a shopping mall was due to the ravenous horde of zombies mincing along outside. I guess that reason is as good as any (despite being rather inane).

These may be what the zombies look like.
(photo credit to copypastegames.files.wordpress.com)

What do you think?

If you where to get stuck in a shopping mall, with ravenous zombies right outside, why shopping mall would it be, and why?(survey)

Do leave the reason you've chosen any of the above in the comment box below! Happy voting!

The Nuffnang Asia Pacific Blog Awards 2009 @ Singapore!

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 18:33:06 GMT

Day 1 - The Nuffnang Asia Pacific Blog Awards 2009

It was early on Friday morning that I caught a cab from my place in KL to the Asian Heritage Row, where the bus was already waiting. Yenli and I boarded it, and managed to find spots behind Jolyn (the girl who looks different every time I see her) and Eng Seng, which made the long journey so much more fun.

Yen and I, dying of boredom in the bus.

You know its no longer Malaysia when you see 'Singtel'.

An artistic photo of Spoon, and Eng Seng (credits to Yen).

Jolyn and Simon.

Griza, with Zach looking on from the back.

Jess! (recovered from her illness, and ready to take a million photos in a day).

The room was cosy, contrary to popular belief.

Yen experiments with the amenities.

The toilet bowls are clean, and odour-free!

Jolene Lai had flown in earlier that morning, and dropped by our room to pay a quick visit, before going down to the lobby where the bus was waiting. Look at that headpiece!

Before long, we were done (with commendations to Yen, whom, apparently, had never gotten ready for dinner in so short a time before). The bus was already waiting, and in grand fashion, whisked us to the Pan Pacific, one of Singapore's finest.

Yen and I. This time, not as dishevelled.

Carol at the compulsory Nuffnang registration table.

Zoe, elegant in a black dinner dress.

Finally, I got to meet Chee Kiang in person. After all the events that Jolene and I attended, this was the first that I got to see Chee Kiang at. Although we were both the presidents of our respective Interact and Leo Clubs in our school, strangely enough, we've never met.

Jolene and Chee Kiang, resplendent in front of the backdrop.

Yen and I take our turn in front of it.

After some thought, we might have met during one of the English Essay-Writing competitions that they had back in primary school, at a district level.

Josh Soo, former colleague, uni-mate, fellow nonsense-talker. Likes wearing singlets, and hates wearing jeans.

Jolyn (who looks different again) and Yatz (who looks totally different with short hair).

Kenny Sia (who bagged the Best Entertainment Blog award.. more on that later) and I.

Yen and Kenny.

Jolyn and I.

Julian, the Blogging Doctor, and I.

Josh Soo Kin Cheong and Yen.

Almost every blogger that attended the dinner and posted pics on it has a picture of this jar.

Delicate chicken on mashed potato.

Griza and I!

Yen gazing with awe at Allen Wu, our emcee of the night.

A proper photo of Yen and Allen Wu.

Yen and Ringo, with an interesting hairdo.

Ringo and I.

I wandered over to Jolene and CK's table, to talk, but the music from the band was slightly overpowering, so I just snapped a few pictures, and wandered back.

Here's a snapshot of the nominees.

...and here's a snapshot of the people taking a snapshot of the nominees.

Its Redmummy! Dressed in, of course, red.

Yee Hou, who has perfected the art of camwhoring. The brilliant dude managed to get all of us safely to and from Singapore, and coordinated the logistics of the journey (as well as the dinner) brilliantly. Kudos to you, and thanks for the photography tips. (I will let you know when I manage to get a picture of Megan Fox's ..ahem.. body parts. *cough*)

Xiaxue, Singapore's most prominent blogger, bagged 3 awards on that night, including Region's Best Blog.

Chris Thoo!

Yen, with Jojo Struys.

And now me, with Jojo Struys.

Diese!

Diese, Yen, and Jolyn, in varying shades of green.

Yen, and long lost friend Karen.

Yen's long lost friend Karen, and I.

Anne Marie!

Trying to be artistic and aristocratic and all kinds of tics.

Yen and I proudly displaying our Nuffnang Candy Jars.

Yenli promptly fell asleep, so I went out to meet up with Jolene and CK across the street to do some catching up. Strangely enough, although we all stay in Subang Jaya, we had to go all the way to Singapore to yumcha. It was fun, of course, just reminiscing about old times, and pondering upon highly theoretical situations (i.e. would you let your daughter date a rebel with a good heart?), and stuff like that. Before long, it had turned 3 a.m. , so we bade each other farewell, and adjourned to our rooms to sleep.

CK and Jolene.

End of Day 1.

Day 2 - The Uniquely Singapore Tour

Yen and I woke up at 8, and hurried down to the lobby where the buses were already waiting to shuttle us off to our first destination - The Royal Selangor Pewter Musuem in Clarke Quay. It was a guided tour of the museum, and at end of the tour, we tried our hands at shaping a pewter bowl (surely the highlight of the tour). This was followed by the Singapore Flyer.

Yen, looking bright and chirpy, despite having only 7 hours of sleep.

Jolene, whom we managed to meet in the morning, before the tour began.

The Royal Selangor Pewter Museum, in Clarke Quay.

Old Photo.

If you never knew the temperature that pewter melts at, now you do.

We ran over to a nearby 7-11, to get breakfast.

Yenli.

Yenli putting on an apron, and getting ready to hammer away at pewter.

Delicate hands engraving the pewter.

Pewtersmith hard at work.

Yenli's bowl starts to take shape.

Carol, hammering away happily.

My completed pewter bowl. Can see the names there?

Yenli, proudly displaying her hammers.

Our guide explaining the sights along the 1/2 hour turn around the wheel.

Singapore, from its highest point.

Farah and Peach! Fellow Malaysian bloggers.

After alighting, we made our way to the souvenir shop, where I discovered fake children.

Carlos, the jolly Filipino blogger. (Did I mention that the bus we were on housed the entire Filipino blogger's contingent?)

Carol and Timothy.

The next stop was Maxwell Food Court, where, based on Vern's recommendation, we had chicken rice.

We also had bubble tea.

About 15 minutes later, we disembarked at the Chinatown Heritage Centre.

Many Chinese surnames, and their origin.

Typical Chinese breakfast.

I become a rebel.

Emo photo of Yen (which would eventually become her Facebook profile photo)

Emo photo of me (which would eventually become my Facebook profile photo)

Yen is very proud of taking this picture.

We were supposed to both sit at the sewing machines. However, after setting the timer, I ran and sat ont the wrong chair. I had no sewing machine to pretend to use, so I just held some scraps of cloth on the table.

After the intense session on Chinese history, we made our way to the Mint Toy Museum.

The owner of the toy museum. I've never seen such passion in a man for his toys.

Yen and I, dead tired from the walking around.

Alodia, Filipino blogger. She and her sister, Ashley, were tiptoe-ing about on the glass floor, and taking photos.

Beatles Memorabilia.

It was about 5.00p.m., and the busload of tourists were feeling tired, so a majority of them opted to head on home and rest. For some of us however, we simply couldn't go by without stopping at Orchard Road for a spot of shopping, so the bus dropped us off there, and promised to return for us slightly later.

The Die-Hard (Kiasu) Contingent.

Alodia and sister reminds me of the Powerpuff Girls, for some reason.

The Filipino Bloggers, Peach, Alodia, and Ashley.

We split up, and Yen managed to procure some stuff, before we met up again at the bus pickup point, and headed back to the hotel. There, we freshened up, and watched The Eye, before we walked around the block to find food. We ended up at the same Hongkie Store that Jolene, CK, and I had supper, and sat there for hours, just talking and catching up. Good fun, indeed.

The Eye.

Dinner at the Hongkie Store.

End of Day 2

Day 3 - The Trip Home

Yenli was rather unsatisfied with the round of shopping the night before, so we made plans to return to Orchard Road the next morning. I went out for an early breakfast (Yen was still asleep) at the nearby market, and came back to find Yen already ready to shop. The shuttle bus to Orchard left the hotel at 9.55 a.m., and the 2 kiasu Malaysians were on it, with plans to buy cloths, and eat MOS burgers. Sadly, when we arrived, most of the shops weren't even open, so we travelled down the street, in hopes of finding a shopping mall to go into.

Here's the pork rice I had for breakfast.

Orchard Central.

This is the closest to the Merlion that we got.

Sex shops don't open before 11a.m.

Yenli wanted to walk into Carrefour, just for the sake of it.

Since we couldn't find a shopping mall, we looked around for an MRT station to take, also just for the sake of it. The ride was SGD2 per person, and we happily paid up to travel to Somerset, which was only one station away. Talk about jakun-ism.

The station has many escalators.

Yen looking very touristy.

Mirror photo.

This can never work in Malaysia.

We ended up back in Orchard Central, where we were MOS Burgers' first patrons of the day.

The brightly lit sign.

Rice bun with savoury meat patty.

With that, we took a cab back, and quickly checked out from the hotel. Before long, we were on board the bus, and on our way home. Besides several stops at various rest areas, the journey (again) was rather uneventful, and comprised mainly of sleeping and eating snacks. At the very late hour of 9p.m., we reached KL, and all the bloggers went their separate ways.

At the Yong Peng rest stop.

Of special note, of course, were the delightful conversations with Yenli, and the whole trip served as a bonding session with a very good friend, whom I got to know just a bit better over the 3 days in Singapore, including several strange and hilarious moments, i.e. being freaked out in the middle of the night (I will never see Teluk Intan in the same light again). Thank you, Yenli, for being a gracious (and highly amusing) guest. =)

Lastly, many thanks to Nuffnang, for the opportunity to be part of this historical occasion. It couldn't have been easy (or cheap), bringing all of us together from 4 different countries to a singularly special event, but somehow, you guys pulled it off with nary a hitch. My hat goes off to the people at Nuffnang Singapore, Australia, Philippines, and of course, Malaysia, for a job wonderfully done.

For more photos, click below, to view the Facebook albums;

Day 1 - The Nuffnang Blogger Awards 2009 @ Pan Pacific Hotel, Singapore
Day 2 - The Uniquely Singapore Tour
Day 3 - The Trip Home

Of Playboy Bunnies and Fast Cars...

Sat, 17 Oct 2009 17:57:11 GMT

No, its not exactly what you think. You can toss the whole image of scantily-clad Playboy bunnies jumping around on a bed, smacking each other with fluffy pillows and screaming with glee (the very stuff of male dreams) right out the window. Well, maybe you can take some time to walk to that window first.

Playboy. The Fragrance.

It was the launch of the new fragrance by Playboy, and since I was in the Midvalley area, I thought I'd just pop by to snap some photos. Inevitably (and not very surprisingly) I was late, and missed the earlier part where the Nuffies paraded around in their bunny ears in an attempt to win the bags (read: Burberry) that were being given out. Still, I managed to bump into Joshua and Serge (the avid cameramen who are everywhere), Griza, Cindy, TimandAudrey, and Adele.

Cindy, complete with bunny ears. I'm not sure if they had to return them, in the end.

This guy was in the Canon Photomarathon, and decided to head down here to snap some pics of bunnies. Good choice.

They have a voting booth!

Yes, even Playboy Bunnies need to get registered. Its like mengundi.

Rabbit-head keychains, anyone?

Vertical Playboy.

Playboy Fragrance. For Men.

I finally met Adele! The random meetup at Asia Cafe will never really work.

An imported Playboy model, and a happy local man.

Now, if you drive this around, you'd be called 'The Player'. Unfortunately, putting that logo on the hood of my Kancil just won't work as well.

Redmummy and Tzia, who won first and second place, respectively. Congratulations to them!

I only saw the chairs on the way up the escalator.

Now, back to the fluffy pillows.

Indulge in the Uniquely Singapore Experience!

Fri, 09 Oct 2009 19:33:30 GMT

"When was the last time you were on holiday?"

     When you start talking to chip canisters, you know that either;

a) You're overworked.
b) You're hallucinating.
c) Your life has no krrunch whatsoever.
d) All of the above.

     So, when the green canister suggested that I head over to Singapore for a long overdue getaway from the hustle and bustle of Kuala Lumpur, it sounded like a pretty good idea. Even if it came from a metallic tube approximately a handspan in length and filled with potatoes.

     After thinking carefully about it, it wasn't too far-fetched an idea after all. It had been some time since I last had a holiday, and the neighbouring island was ideally close enough to take a quick trip over, and back before the next workday began. However, upon stepping onto Singaporean soil, I wouldn't really have a clue as to where to begin, and what to do.

     Luckily for me, that Pringles can had logged onto Visitsingapore.com(I have no idea how) and spotted a tab called "20 Unique Things to do in Singapore". Being a rather time-pressed (and lazy) fellow, I asked him/it to choose 5 of the more interesting things to do, out of the entire 20.

     Knowing that I'd be quite interested in starting the whole trip with a nice relaxing stroll around a scenic place. The first locale that came to mind would be the Pasir Ris Park, where one can do all kinds of relaxing things, i.e. fishing, strolling, mincing-about, etc.

Look how scenic the place is! Says the Pringles canister.

After the relaxing session, I'd like to drop by the Mustafa shopping centre, which, apparently, is open 24 hours (kinda like a huge 7-11), and has everything under the sun. I'd normally like to get my compulsory souvenir shopping out of the way early, and this seemed like a rather ideal place to get what I needed.

Its along Syed Alwi Road. The Pringles Canister can read signboards.

Next in line would be the Bottle Tree Village, a quaint little weekend haunt that is the home to unique bottle trees, and is touted to be one of the most relaxing places to hang out at.

I can imagine lying on the grass and looking at the sky the whole day.

Here, I'd be able to forget my worries for just a little while, as I walk around the landscape, which has a seaside resort feel to it.

Having had a relaxing day, I'd want my night to be slightly... different. Rather than head down to town to revel in music and dancing, the Pringles Canister recommended that I call up the Asia Paranormal Investigators, to book a tour to purportedly haunted sites in Singapore. I grew up reading the thin, black, singapore Ghost Stories paperbacks in MPH, and it would certainly be cool to finally walk about in the same places that those ghastly events (again, purportedly) took place.

Apparently, you can see the image of a face there, which is scary. Then again, a talking canister is pretty scary, too.

To end the whole day, I immediately felt like just settling down on a comfortable chair in a semi-dark restaurant, and rest my feet. The canister suggested that I drop by Wala Wala, a cafe bar located in Holland Village, which plays host to live bands and serves salads and the like.

Spot the Green Canister!

     Apparently the pizzas here are delectable, and would be one of the must-haves if you're over there. Of course, it'd be great to end the night with a lively and stimulating conversation with a nice, stunning lady, who has a penchant for weird-looking guys that talk to chip canisters.

     But one can't ask for everything.   `

     Having done those, I'd call it a day. After all, with limited time, one can only visit so many places (especially when you lug a snack around everywhere, and have meaningful conversations with it).

     Which is why, of course, I'd come back again, if only to say hello to the Merlion.

     For further info on all these places (and more) visit the Uniquely Singapore website. Or better yet, just go straight to Singapore, and find out all about it there.

Of Running Blindfolded and Helping People While Doing It...

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:02:18 GMT

For those of you reading this, have you ever tried doing any of your daily chores with your eyes closed? (no, sleeping does not count). I'd bet that it'd be pretty hard to accomplish anything if you had to do it with your eyes closed. Try, for example, driving to work, typing a report, or even take a shower, without the benefit of sight, and see how many times you drop the soap bar into the toilet bowl.

I find it pretty hard to walk around in the dark in Malacca, even with the help of a walking stick.

     Now, imagine running 42.195km without being able to see.

     Challenging?

     Well, that's what Karen is going to do. And no, its not because she's blind, but its because she's going to run blindfolded, and all for a good cause too.

     Ms. Siah will be taking part in the Standard Chartered Marathon coming up in December, and in order to raise funds for the Kiwanis Down Syndrome Foundation in Malaysia, she's going to be doing it blindfolded, with a running partner to help guide her along the way.

     Now, to help her out, just visit the Ammado website, where you can read all about the cause, and how you can do your part to help out this inspired young woman do her bit to help the suffering. You can make a donation, leave encouraging comments, or just wish her well, and I'm sure she'd be grateful for any (or preferably all) of the above.

     If you're a blogger, you can also help spread the word by taking a photo of yourself blindfolded, or simply write about it in your blog. Here are some samples of how you can do it.

Karen does the The Matrix @ galnexdor.blogspot.com

Julie writing away @ Juliekuan.wordpress.com

     Certainly, a little effort can go a long way.

     And a blindfolded young lady with the right motivation can go even further.

     All the best, Karen!

Click here to visit Karen's Blog.
Click here to visit the Ammado Community Page.

It�s Krrunch Time, Get Playful!

Sat, 03 Oct 2009 04:35:42 GMT

Its normally on a Monday morning, that somehow, the workplace suddenly becomes the quietest and most comfortable place to take a quick nap. Add the lulling hum of the air-conditioners, and you've got the best sleeping spot in the world.

Monday blues...

...can sometimes be broken by the random appearance of chip canisters.

Though, sometimes, I'd prefer not to be bothered...

...chip canisters can make a pretty good impression.

I refuse, at times, to believe that my life isn't full of krrunch.

...but with the right words...

...my resolve is easily shaken...

...and I soon look to the chip canister for a solution to my krrunch-deficient problems.

Stay tuned for...

Indulge in the Uniquely Singapore Experience - With The Pringle's Canister!

Disclaimer:

1. I do not sleep in the office.
2. I actually find my job extremely satisfying and challenging.
3. I do not talk to canisters of chips when I'm at work. Well, not all the time, anyway.

Of Hoisting a Cold One to Arthur...

Sun, 27 Sep 2009 16:05:27 GMT

As evening approached, the cars around the Sunway-Subang area started to pile up. I had arrived (and parked) earlier, to catch a quick drink with Siok Kin and her sis, before the show started.

Yes, it was Arthur's Day, a celebration of the 250th anniversary of the Guiness Brewing Company, and musical celebrations were to take place in 5 different cities, Dublin, Lagos, New York, Yaound�, and yes, Kuala Lumpur. Attendees of the event were expected to raise their glasses in memory of Arthur Guiness, founder of the Guiness brewery business (and of course, to revel in a wild night of music and partying). The main attraction of the night was The Black Eyed Peas, with an assortment of local acts thrown into the picture.

Sometimes, the spelling of Arthur can be quite confusing. (Please refer to Li Ping's blog for further details).

Initially, due to the hype, I actually bought a ticket. Barely 24 hours later, while I was online and chatting with Julie, she offered me a free one. So saying, I invited Li Ping along, and lo and behold! she agreed to come and see what the whole thing was all about.

Since I arrived early, I met up with Siok Kin and sis first, who had also come earlier to redeem some free tickets. As it turns out, she also had spares, so, lo and behold! Yenli also decided to come for the event. Since Yen had to work late, Kenny (who also appeared with spare tickets) Han Yang (who was wandering around) and I waited outside the main entrance for the ladies.

The Entrance to Lots of Guiness Draft.

We didn't follow the Black Chic dress code exactly. As Han Yang was saying, black chic isn't really just about wearing black.

It was a long walk to the surf beach, and we did a lot of chit-chatting along the way. When we arrived at the main area, it was so packed, that we couldn't push and elbow our way through, so we just decided to sit on the tiled area near the back. (Side Story: Li Ping was insisting that the entire beach would be drained of sand, and would be tiled. I thought it would be all sand. We were both right, since it was half-tiled, half-sand)

Question of the night:
Yenli: Is Arthur still alive?
Pretty difficult, since he was born in 1725.

Artistic use of lights.

Kenny uses his height to good advantage.

Li Ping, triumphantly points out the tiles. =)

She likes making kissy lips.

The place was so packed, it was incredibly difficult to meet up with anyone. Practically the whole of Selangor and the surrounding states were there, but we didn't bump into as many familiar faces as we'd thought we would.

Joanna Lim! Recently seen at church camp.

Michelle Ding, also recently seen at church camp. I wonder what I was looking at.

Sue Ann and Keat! (photo stolen from Sue)

Jessica (who was wandering about near the stage taking pics, and only managed to join in the fun later)

I went without my Canon, as I thought it'd be confiscated at the door, and as a result, had to rely on the point and shoot that I could fit into a pocket. The initial part of the concert consisted of performances by Reshmonu, Joe Flizzow, and the Taiwanese rap artist, MC Hotdog (apparently, quite famous, not to be confused with a new product by the McDonald's chain of fast-food outlets).

Blur photos of the stage.

The crowd, of course, grew happier when The Black Eyed Peas made their appearance, with some of their older hits (i.e. Don't Phunk with My Heart, etc). I believe one of the more memorable moments would be when Will.I.Am started spinning the music, and turned the surf beach into an open air Zouk (although a whole lot more packed, and more sweaty bodies involved). We were practically squashed between this dude who boom boom powed his way into our space, and kept stepping on shoes. Jessica joined us for a bit, before moving on to the Silver Zone.

The night ended with the much-anticipated 'I've Got A Feeling', with everyone feeling like it was going to be a good night, a good good night. Once the music ended, everyone did a quick turn-about, and started marching towards the exit.

We practically had to fight our way through to get to the escalators. A few thousand people leaving at the same time makes it so much more difficult to walk normally.

Still got energy to model.

Apparently this is a star.

All in all, an incredibly fun night with much laughter and jumping about. Ironically, we didn't get any drinks, since the queue was like incredibly long. Still, we did manage to shout 'To Arthur!', before we went home to sleep. Credits go to;

Julie! for the first ticket. =) Thanks ya, I still owe you dinner...

Siok Kin! for the next round of tickets...

...and Li Ping, for agreeing to come and get squashed in the middle of 15, 000 people =). (visit her blog for more photos!)

Were you there to hoist a cold one to Arthur as well?

Of Fast Cars and Ham-On-Bread...

Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:06:55 GMT

I 'm back from the jungle! Its amazing how simple things like not sharing your bed with an assortment of insects can be so refreshing after 4 days in the middle of the Amazon.

But thats another story for another blog entry. For now, here's what happened at Quattro, KL, when Mika Hakkinen was in town.

Last Saturday, Quattro opened its doors for Mika Hakkinen, during the launch of the JOhnnie Walker "Join The Pact" Campaign, where people were encouraged to leave a digital signature stating that they wouldn't get inebriated and drive drunk. Of course, at an event sponsored by Johnnie Walker, there's bound to be some form of alcoholic beverage served to the attendees.

In this case, we can call it Liquor Haven.

Attendees filing into the club, waiting for a chance to catch a glimpse of Mika. (or maybe to down a couple of rounds first)

Zach leaving his John Hancock, with many cameramen around.

This dude was very helpful, and made sure we had enough ham-on-bread to go around.

Don't you wish you had one of these at home?

Or better yet, many of these?

The Nuffies - Conrad, Zach, Robb, Nicholas, and Justina.

This is what Mika Hakkinen looks like.

He also looks like this.

Left: Didn't catch the name. Right: Cassandra! Quattro's Marketing Manager.

Cassandra managed to give Mika a bear hug. Probably one of the few women in Malaysia who can claim that they did that.

Kimberly and Shaolin Tiger.

Justina and Nicholas!

Conrad, Robb, and my grinning self.

Zach, cheerful as always.

This was the JTP Supercar that Mika used the next day to ferry several people around the Sepang racetrack.

This is the guy who would beat you to a pulp if you touched the car.

Its so shiny, its like a mirror. A very, very, expensive mirror.

I bumped into Wai Ken and Flora there!

Justina also signed the pact. Ironically, none of us had designated drivers.

The models that stood next to the car.

They're wearing costumes somewhat similar to that of the Johnnie Walker Walking Man logo.

Mika left pretty soon after he arrived, and we only managed to catch a brief glimpse of him, as he gave his press conference. After his departure, the club moved into full swing and opened its doors to the rest of the eager public.

The entrance to the 4-Season Club.

My thanks goes to the good people at Nuffnang, for the invites.

Here's to a greater awareness of the folly of drunk driving.

Coming up: Of Random Insects and 4 Days in the Middle of Nowhere...

Of Buying Coffee for the French Spiderman...

Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:50:27 GMT

It was on a Thursday evening when a colleague of mine casually asked, "Eh, Cheah, come earlier to work tomorrow. We're going to meet the French Spiderman." Apparently, the said colleague had always admired the exploits of the French daredevil, even before his recent stunt over at our Menara Kembar barely a month ago. Having seen his plight after being caught, he contacted the guy to express his gratitude, and to ask for a chat over a cup of coffee, (with recompense).

Photo from TheStar Nation: Sep 2 2009.
Read about his climb here!

     Strangely enough, Robert Alain called back, to say "Why not?". Knowing that I had a weblog, he graciously invited me to follow.

     Being the opportunist I am, I agreed, and packed a camera along.

     Having been featured on the headlines of the dailies only a few days earlier, it was no wonder that when he arrived at Dome, KLCC, where JT and I were waiting, a curious crowd of onlookers began to hover around the edges.

Speaking to the man who climbed to the top of the Twin Towers with his bare hands.

Alain Roberts was rather down to earth about the whole business, and was possesed of a self-deprecating demeanour. We spoke of how he started, his inspirations, and of the crevices in which he dug his fingers in to make the climb had become smaller over the years.

After the informal coffee session, I picked up the tab, and we went back to work.

Many thanks to JT, for the invitation.

Its not every day that one gets to buy coffee for the French Spiderman.

Photo courtesy of Minaq-Jinggo

A very interesting Friday morning, indeed.

Of Plastic Bags and Not Using Them..

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 16:52:40 GMT

n a rather sudden whim, Sue and I dropped by Noble Banquet, KL, to attend the No Plastic Baazar. For me, it was an occasion to snap photos, and for her, to see animals that were (supposedly) up for adoption. With that in mind, we eagerly alighted from the Green Wira, and ambled into the building. The confined area of the banquet hall wasn't exactly what Sue had in mind (she was expecting tents and large, colourful canopies in an open field), and the only animals we saw were stuffed ones. Nonetheless, she happily dived into the nearest pile of clothes, while I wandered off to blind innocent passer-bys with my flash.

The Grand Entrance.

The closest thing to animals that we could spot...

An incredibly huge sign...

...and yet Sue managed to defy it by her second purchase.

There were plenty of knick-knacks on display.

Lamps that I probably wouldn't use at home.

Since the event had an environmental theme, shoppers were encouraged to either buy a canvas bag, or lug a whole load of clothes around. Since Sue and I were rather kiamsiap (stingy) we decided to forgo the canvas bag, and use the two hands that God gave us, to carry our purchases. A few branded items went on auction, and the response was rather encouraging (of course, if the item was being sold by models, there'd be more incentive to raise your hand to bid)

A bag being auctioned off by models Deborah Henry and Hannah Lo.

Xandria Ooi setting up her stall...

...and gracefully allowing the stalwart photographer to snap photos of it.

The models, again.

In lieu of the environmental theme, behold! an environmentally friendly car.

Very creative advertising.

Somehow, I ended up in the picture too.(Photo also stolen from Tongue in Chic)

Sue, posing prettily with a shawl.

The infamous rubber chicken.

Sue and I @ No Plastic Bag Bazaar.

Despite there being no animals to adopt and no colourful tents and canopies under the bright morning sun, it was still an interesting outing.

Not a bad way to celebrate Merdeka Day.

Coming up: Of Buying Coffee for the French Spiderman...