Friday, June 29, 2007
powermasters optimus prime
I reckon I started watching Transformers circa 1990. The version they were showing on TV at that time was the Powermasters series which had pretty cool designs (for that time) compared to the ugly G1. Which was why when I watched the orginal animated movie later on, I actually hated it because it was ugly as hell. All boxy and stuff....and where the hell did the trailer dissapear to?!? Labels: reviews
My first Transformers toy was naturally the Powermasters Optimus Prime since that was the hit version at that time. As I grew up, I grew darker (er, eviler I mean) and started worshipping the bad guys, but still, this Optimus Prime was a first.
I got it in Standard One as a combined birthday present and a reward for finishing 3rd in class (it would be my highest ever finish, because as I grew up, I also grew lazier).
Let's start from the trailer mode. The Powermaster series is a lil' different from the others because they actually have a human that er, energises the machine. Oh yeah, I am not exactly an expert on Transformers, and I am kinda lazy to do research, so I might be a little wrong sometimes. Best you ask Eyeris.
Like I said, this particular toy is in quite bad condition due to all the banging around that he used to go through. Or more like the banging that I put him through. The human here is kinda cacat - he is missing an arm but he sure is an amazing contortionist.
You basically need to stick that human dude on the front of the truck before you can transform it to robot mode. There is a sort of a locking mechanism and I remember this stupid kid from school breaking his toy because he didn't put the human thingy in the front to unlock the catch.
And like G1, the truck can transform into the (mini) robot. This particular toy doesn't come with a gun for the mini robot - the gun you see is meant for the trailer and the larger robot. Besides, I lost one gun.
The difference between the Powermasters Optimus Prime and the G1 Optimus Prime is that the trailer does actually serve a purpose. When the mini robot is getting his ass whooped, he can transform again to become a larger robot.
My favourite part of the the whole robot is actually the head which looks bloody cool. The whole toy is about 12 inches tall, like the movie version toy. But the movie version Optimus has a blinking small head that kinda looks disproportionate.
As you can see, the toy is in fairly bad shape. The trailer is missing a wheel, the human is missing an arm, one black gun is missing and the stickers are all faded and scratched due to the years of banging and crashing about. Oh, and the truck's exhaust pipes are broken too.
If you thought the movie version Optimus Prime was expensive at RM195 - consider a few things. The design of the movie version Optimus so much cooler and complicated allowing for flexible limb movements, all the way down to the fingers. This one is kinda boxy and can't bend any of its limbs. And this one cost RM300 SEVENTEEN years ago!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
If you grew up in the 80's or early 90's, chances are you would be looking forward to the most hyped up movie since....er, Pirates 3. The one thing awesome about being in Hicktown (and I keep boasting about this) is the fact that I can practically waltz into the cinema at any given time on any given day and get a movie ticket without really having to queue up. Labels: reviews
In fact, the only time I didn't manage to get a ticket on the day itself was when Spiderman 3 just came out and I refused to pay 10 bucks to sit in front. So, I bought a ticket for the following day and watched it then. Oh, did I not mention I have loads of time to kill?
So anyway, here I was thinking...Transformers should be hot. I'll buy the ticket two days in advance and watch it on Thursday when it gets released to normal people like myself. But the most un-fucking-believable thing happened. Apparently, AhBengs and Mat Rempits grew up with Transformers too, because the tickets were all completely sold out from Thursday right up till Sunday, with nothing other than the front rows and side seats left.
But I'll figure something out.....
Anyway, in line with the hype, I visited the Transformers convention (if you can call it that) last weekend, and got myself a movie version Optimus Prime...
I still have problems with the front of the truck when he transforms...it's damn messy.
And, for the next few days, I shall be blogging about the rest of my (puny) Transformers collection, including my battered war veteran Powermaster Optimus Prime (in bad shape) and what Eyeris tells me is a rare Beastwar Megatron....woohoo!
Monday, June 25, 2007
lesson of the day
So, how's Tweety?
Oh. Long gone la. History.
Ah, fucking finally mate...
She really annoyed you too, huh?
Dude, she annoyed everybody la.
Why didn't you tell me?
I DID! MANY TIMES!
Lessons you can learn from this:
Oh, and as always, listen to Vincent.
Monday, June 18, 2007
daily dose of karma
Once upon a time, when I first got out of university and first got back to Malaysia, I was an eager beaver looking for a job. Any job. People would scare me about how hard jobs would come around and how you shouldn't be fussy when choosing your first job. Labels: stories
I look back now and think of the fun I should have had by slapping the faces of the idiots who told me that. You shouldn't be too fussy. That much is true. But you should also screen your options properly and be clever about choosing your first job. As it turned out, I was too eager to start working and earning money that I took the first job that came my way.
The company was a small company. One boss, one salesman, one admin girl and myself - one engineer. The boss was a Singaporean dude. A prick in every sense of the word. Lied about everything. I had enough of his bullshit and I quit after 3 weeks. Today, I make it seem as if I never took the job in the first place. And legally, I didn't since he didn't register me with EPF and SOCSO. When I talk about my previous jobs, I never mention this one because it was rubbish and I hardly considered it a job. But since this is a story about karma, maybe I should stop dissing him and his mediocre company. He paid me on time, that much I give him credit for.
The other day, I attended one of those industrial exhibitions where there were hundreds of companies trying to sell their products. My current job for a fairly well-known company made me a potential customer. As I waltzed around the exhibition hall, I saw this dude and his booth from afar. An evil thought passed through my mind...
Beware of the toes that you step on today, for they may be connected to the ass you have to kiss tomorrow.Should I go up and have a chat with him? Should I tell him that I am now better off at Company S? And then watch his face turn black as he tries to force a smile while selling me his product? And all this even though I know that his product is totally unrelated to my line of work (but he doesn't need to know that). Wouldn't it be fun to have him kiss my ass after he stomped on my toes?
Arrogance is fun sometimes. Revenge is satisfying always.
But as I walked over to his booth, I suddenly remembered the saying. Sure, he stepped on my toes the other day. And I am about to have him kiss my ass today. But that can also be construed as me stepping on his toes TODAY. What if for some fucked up reason I have to kiss his ass tomorrow? Karma is funny that way.
I turned around and walked away. Let bygones be bygones.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I do actually have a lot of things to blog about, but the timing of those posts are not exactly tasteful in view of current events in life. But fret not, because I will eventually bitch about those things, and you can continue to diss me for being an asshole (I actually miss that feeling).
But anyway, I found an emo meme in The Great Suan's blog which I actually liked, so here it is:
1. What is more difficult for you: looking into someone’s eyes when you are telling them how you feel, or looking into someone’s eyes when they are telling you how they feel?
Considering the fact that people usually tell me how awesome I am, the later isn't really an issue. But then again, considering the fact that I usually don't care if I offend people (by calling them names), the former isn't really an issue either.
2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. Why were you angry?
I can't remember the last time I got angry. But I do know that I only get angry when people say dumb things to me.
3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You get enough time to make ONE phone call. Who would you call?
A no-brainer here. Didn't they teach you to call the Bomba if there was a fire?!?
4. You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. (1) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die?
No, not everybody. Just the people I actually like.
(2) What do you do with your remaining days?
Try all sorts of drugs, drink myself piss drunk every night, organise an orgy with 10 leggy blondes.
(3) Would you be afraid?
People are only afraid of death because they fear the Judgement Day. They fear their maker will be displeased with their actions and that they would not be allowed to sit on his lap (oh no, wait, that's Santa). Since I am not narcisstic enough to believe that God that actually gives a shit about me, I do not fear death. But I do fear not being able to do those things in (2).
5. You can have one of the following two things: trust/love. Which do you choose?
Trust. Trust differentiates people I care about and people I don't give a shit about. I usually don't have very many things to say to people I don't trust.
6. You are unfaithful to your boyfriend/girlfriend. Do you tell him/her?
Don't be silly. Refer to the answer in (5).
7. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give one year of your life. Do you do it?
No way. Human beings are selfish creatures that take their best interests at heart. The only way they would do something like this is if it benefits them. If they could see the future and see that they would be bed-ridden and senile for the last 5 years of their lives, only then would they gladly give up 5 hours to somebody else.
8. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?
Of course. You need friends who have the balls to tell you that you are being a moron when you do something moronic.
9. Does love = sex?
10. When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you feel?
Just now, during dinner when I told my brother that I would sack him if I was his boss because he did something wrong.
11. What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?
Eh? You mean people actually say the later? I thought all they needed to do was stall on the subject for weeks saying that they will think about it, or say some shit like, "Let's be friends"?
12. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?
Ego. No man can give up their ego. If a guy you know insists they aren't egostatic, they are blinking liars.
13. If you had to go back in time and change one thing, if you HAD to, even if you have “no regrets” what would you change?
20 years ago when Sunway was nothing more than a filthy mining pond which nobody wanted and probably cost 20 sen per square feet, I would have asked my dad to buy it all. Then I wouldn't have to go to work on Monday.
14. Imagine. It is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you?
15. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying?
And risk getting Hepatitis??! Are you mad?!?!
16. Are you old fashioned?
So I've been told.
17. You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other which one would it be?
I don't like babies.
18. Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a heart break or have never loved before?
Of course there's gonna be an eventual heartbreak. Someone's gotta eventually die, no?
19. If you could do anything OR wish anything, what would it be?
A year ago, I would have told you I wanted a hundred billion dollars. I have recently come to realise that it isn't the money that I craved. What I actually wanted was the power that came along with it. So if I had one wish, I wish to be God.
20.Excluding family love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them?
This morning, in the mirror.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
You know what? Labels: musings
I think you and Xiaxue would make an awesome couple.
.........YOU MAD AR?!?
No, no, think about it. She's your age and smart. But she needs to drop the bimbo act.
Actually, yeah I think she's smart, like Paris Hilton*.......but...LU SIAO SI BOH?!?!
Plus, she bitches a whole lot too. Once she drops the bimbo act, both of you are sorted.
..!.. -_-" ..!..
Fuck la whey, I hungry.
Go eat la.
Cannot cook. Fucking hicktown. I just got back, didn't know they have water cut.
Go out and eat la!
Lazy la, lock up already.
Call delivery la.
-_-" Delivery!? In Hicktown?! Are you fucken' kidding me!?!
What's it about?
These three buffalos get attacked by a pack of lions. The lions grab the baby buffalo but before they can tuck in and have a nice meal by the riverbank, a crocodile appears and tries to steal the baby buffalo. The lions eventually win, but again, before they can feast, the buffalos return with MAJOR reenforcements and kick the lions' ass. Literally. Not just chase them away, but actually kick their ass.
I swear there's a hidden meaning in life somewhere there.
Yeah, there will always be fat and stupid morons you can pounce on and rip off anytime of the day. Then don't get too comfy because there will always be assholes who try to take advantage of the situation and steal credit for all your hard work. But most importantly, you must always be cautious of the stupid morons because there are a shit load of them around and usually make up the majority with their herd-like mentality. Which can be a bitch most of the time...
Friday, June 08, 2007
So you're on the LRT.
It isn't even rush hour but there aren't any seats available. Except one of those grey seats reserved for old people, handicapped people and pregnant women.
You take the seat anyway, because you can always get up when someone who needs it comes along. And because there is a hot babe next to the empty seat.
At the next stop, an old lady walks in with her grandson who is not a day under 12 years old. Hot babe immediately gets up and gives the old lady her seat. No worries, you think, the next needy one gets my seat.
Except that instead of taking the seat, the old lady gives it to her grandson. But instead of doing the right thing, the fucking brat takes the seat, leaving his old grandmother to stand.
So now you are faced with an ethical dilemma. A quick glace at hot babe sees her pretty face squirming with anger, which validates my dilemma since I am not the only one in two minds about this.
Should I get up and give the old lady her seat which I would gladly do in any other situation? Or should I let her stand because that fucking brat of her grandson should be the one standing, since hot babe gave HER the seat and not his young ass?
You tell me what you would do, and I tell you what I did.