Happy birthday Momsicle! I still find it hard to believe that my parents are going to make the trip all the way out here. It should be fun and interesting...as their first day in MY will be the day of the Bersih rally...fight on my friends =).
The past week has been filled with random adventures per usual. Aside from some sort of emotional hiccup that consumed my Wednesday morning, the rest of the day was awesome. I went with K and A to pasar malam (night market...somewhere in the south of the city proper). I would say the night was a huge success. If it was recommended that I try it, I ate it. I had my first durian experience (durian cream, on a crispy pancake thingy). As long as you don't breathe when you are about to eat it, it tastes awesome (the smell at close range does take some getting used to). Aside from various other fried bits of awesomeness I tries something else on my list, I forget the name, but they are those batter/octopus/tastyness balls that are common in Japan. However, it must be noted that in order to actually consume the thing you have to wait...a while (if you want to enjoy it that is). I was the first to try and essentially the smoldering hot inside killed my taste buds for a few days. I know K and A got a kick out of watching me suffer, but they had their turn as well. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
Pasar malam...maybe a fifth of the whole thing
Thursday I went to ArchiDex over at KLCC for most of the day. It's essentially a convention for the building design trade. It was quite cool to see everything, I especially liked the furniture/interior design section. I found some much needed inspiration. That evening our office hosted an SOM lecture. Unfortunately, the lecture was pretty disappointing. The lady didn't really seem like she wanted to be there and for all the awesome projects they have done, spending half an hour going on about the need for active pedestrian zones and public transportation access seemed a bit obvious. I mean I could have given the thing. In all honesty (although I must admit, I left, so I can only speak for the 40 mins I managed to get through) it sounded more like a sales pitch than a lecture geared towards professionals. Friday was low-key, as I've spent a lot of money recently (officially booked to Bali at the end of this month).
Saturday C and I headed into the 'suburban' rainforest (essentially a patch of forest in the city where the feel is more kampung or village like). The reason? Well besides the fact that the jungle is awesome, there was a huge CS event. It goes without saying that they day/night was stellar. Good to see some of the usual CS crew and I met a bunch of awesome people. The jam sessions reminded me a lot of the good times I've had with my friends back home. Especially these hooligans:
Any man who demands his Chinese market-bought guitar be dowsed in beer at 3am knows how to have a good time. I donno if you get around the Great Fire Wall often enough to read this M but if you don't get your face down here you'll never hear the end of it =)
Luka....looking like a vagrant
P...I hope you've been playing more often in the streets of Peru
I suppose the sudden outburst of nostalgia comes from the fact that tomorrow happens to be one of my favorite American holidays, the 4th...or to some Independence Day. I mean what is there not to like? Any day filled with the outdoors, grilled meats, beer, and pyrotechnics is a winner to me. I suppose last night will be my substitute, although there was a lack of close calls from drunks lighting off bottle rockets...but we did have a pool. Plus, I woke up with some very sore hands from some serious rocking out with C on the djembe - yet another win.
Riddin' dirty...but not
The African playing the African drum...sorry C just couldn't help it
The Jig
Three different continents playing some tunes
C and I found it quite entertaining that we got a large group of people representing a significant portion of the globe to dance to Irish jig music...but I don't think there was a single Irish there. It's funny. That classic cliche notion that we are all really the same is quite true. The more people I meet from various corners of the globe and the more places I travel to I realize that what separates us is really rather minuscule in comparison to what brings us together. My brain is a little too much like scrambled eggs to really jump on the soap box so I'll leave it at that.
I spent most of today doing nothing. I had a butt-ton of laundry to do (yes I know, not feeling too eloquent with my vocab...deal with it...lah). I hardly got any sleep last night so I'm trying to stay awake as long as I can so I'm not too out of it come Monday. There was this cat that insisted on sharing my mattress (cats always choose me because I'm convinced they can sense allergies). This week will be a bit more killer than the past weeks. Luckily for me, I'm headed to Penang on Friday so I only have a 4 day week.
I'm still craving banana leaf. For those of you who do not have the pleasure of having a banana leaf place near you, or have no idea what it is, it is essentially crack. In food form. Eaten off a banana leaf. This magical delight is not only crack-like in addiction, it has the added bonus of the most exotic of chinese medicines; meaning it cures whatever it is that ails you.
I'm too lazy to upload my pictures, although I'm overdue with this so maybe I'll get to it later...maybe...
-M
Happy birthday Momsicle! I still find it hard to believe that my parents are going to make the trip all the way out here. It should be fun and interesting...as their first day in MY will be the day of the Bersih rally...fight on my friends =).
The past week has been filled with random adventures per usual. Aside from some sort of emotional hiccup that consumed my Wednesday morning, the rest of the day was awesome. I went with K and A to pasar malam (night market...somewhere in the south of the city proper). I would say the night was a huge success. If it was recommended that I try it, I ate it. I had my first durian experience (durian cream, on a crispy pancake thingy). As long as you don't breathe when you are about to eat it, it tastes awesome (the smell at close range does take some getting used to). Aside from various other fried bits of awesomeness I tries something else on my list, I forget the name, but they are those batter/octopus/tastyness balls that are common in Japan. However, it must be noted that in order to actually consume the thing you have to wait...a while (if you want to enjoy it that is). I was the first to try and essentially the smoldering hot inside killed my taste buds for a few days. I know K and A got a kick out of watching me suffer, but they had their turn as well. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
Pasar malam...maybe a fifth of the whole thing
Thursday I went to ArchiDex over at KLCC for most of the day. It's essentially a convention for the building design trade. It was quite cool to see everything, I especially liked the furniture/interior design section. I found some much needed inspiration. That evening our office hosted an SOM lecture. Unfortunately, the lecture was pretty disappointing. The lady didn't really seem like she wanted to be there and for all the awesome projects they have done, spending half an hour going on about the need for active pedestrian zones and public transportation access seemed a bit obvious. I mean I could have given the thing. In all honesty (although I must admit, I left, so I can only speak for the 40 mins I managed to get through) it sounded more like a sales pitch than a lecture geared towards professionals. Friday was low-key, as I've spent a lot of money recently (officially booked to Bali at the end of this month).
Saturday C and I headed into the 'suburban' rainforest (essentially a patch of forest in the city where the feel is more kampung or village like). The reason? Well besides the fact that the jungle is awesome, there was a huge CS event. It goes without saying that they day/night was stellar. Good to see some of the usual CS crew and I met a bunch of awesome people. The jam sessions reminded me a lot of the good times I've had with my friends back home. Especially these hooligans:
Any man who demands his Chinese market-bought guitar be dowsed in beer at 3am knows how to have a good time. I donno if you get around the Great Fire Wall often enough to read this M but if you don't get your face down here you'll never hear the end of it =)
Luka....looking like a vagrant
P...I hope you've been playing more often in the streets of Peru
I suppose the sudden outburst of nostalgia comes from the fact that tomorrow happens to be one of my favorite American holidays, the 4th...or to some Independence Day. I mean what is there not to like? Any day filled with the outdoors, grilled meats, beer, and pyrotechnics is a winner to me. I suppose last night will be my substitute, although there was a lack of close calls from drunks lighting off bottle rockets...but we did have a pool. Plus, I woke up with some very sore hands from some serious rocking out with C on the djembe - yet another win.
Riddin' dirty...but not
The African playing the African drum...sorry C just couldn't help it
The Jig
Three different continents playing some tunes
C and I found it quite entertaining that we got a large group of people representing a significant portion of the globe to dance to Irish jig music...but I don't think there was a single Irish there. It's funny. That classic cliche notion that we are all really the same is quite true. The more people I meet from various corners of the globe and the more places I travel to I realize that what separates us is really rather minuscule in comparison to what brings us together. My brain is a little too much like scrambled eggs to really jump on the soap box so I'll leave it at that.
I spent most of today doing nothing. I had a butt-ton of laundry to do (yes I know, not feeling too eloquent with my vocab...deal with it...lah). I hardly got any sleep last night so I'm trying to stay awake as long as I can so I'm not too out of it come Monday. There was this cat that insisted on sharing my mattress (cats always choose me because I'm convinced they can sense allergies). This week will be a bit more killer than the past weeks. Luckily for me, I'm headed to Penang on Friday so I only have a 4 day week.
I'm still craving banana leaf. For those of you who do not have the pleasure of having a banana leaf place near you, or have no idea what it is, it is essentially crack. In food form. Eaten off a banana leaf. This magical delight is not only crack-like in addiction, it has the added bonus of the most exotic of chinese medicines; meaning it cures whatever it is that ails you.
I'm too lazy to upload my pictures, although I'm overdue with this so maybe I'll get to it later...maybe...
-M
Happy birthday Momsicle! I still find it hard to believe that my parents are going to make the trip all the way out here. It should be fun and interesting...as their first day in MY will be the day of the Bersih rally...fight on my friends =).
The past week has been filled with random adventures per usual. Aside from some sort of emotional hiccup that consumed my Wednesday morning, the rest of the day was awesome. I went with K and A to pasar malam (night market...somewhere in the south of the city proper). I would say the night was a huge success. If it was recommended that I try it, I ate it. I had my first durian experience (durian cream, on a crispy pancake thingy). As long as you don't breathe when you are about to eat it, it tastes awesome (the smell at close range does take some getting used to). Aside from various other fried bits of awesomeness I tries something else on my list, I forget the name, but they are those batter/octopus/tastyness balls that are common in Japan. However, it must be noted that in order to actually consume the thing you have to wait...a while (if you want to enjoy it that is). I was the first to try and essentially the smoldering hot inside killed my taste buds for a few days. I know K and A got a kick out of watching me suffer, but they had their turn as well. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
Pasar malam...maybe a fifth of the whole thing
Thursday I went to ArchiDex over at KLCC for most of the day. It's essentially a convention for the building design trade. It was quite cool to see everything, I especially liked the furniture/interior design section. I found some much needed inspiration. That evening our office hosted an SOM lecture. Unfortunately, the lecture was pretty disappointing. The lady didn't really seem like she wanted to be there and for all the awesome projects they have done, spending half an hour going on about the need for active pedestrian zones and public transportation access seemed a bit obvious. I mean I could have given the thing. In all honesty (although I must admit, I left, so I can only speak for the 40 mins I managed to get through) it sounded more like a sales pitch than a lecture geared towards professionals. Friday was low-key, as I've spent a lot of money recently (officially booked to Bali at the end of this month).
Saturday C and I headed into the 'suburban' rainforest (essentially a patch of forest in the city where the feel is more kampung or village like). The reason? Well besides the fact that the jungle is awesome, there was a huge CS event. It goes without saying that they day/night was stellar. Good to see some of the usual CS crew and I met a bunch of awesome people. The jam sessions reminded me a lot of the good times I've had with my friends back home. Especially these hooligans:
Any man who demands his Chinese market-bought guitar be dowsed in beer at 3am knows how to have a good time. I donno if you get around the Great Fire Wall often enough to read this M but if you don't get your face down here you'll never hear the end of it =)
Luka....looking like a vagrant
P...I hope you've been playing more often in the streets of Peru
I suppose the sudden outburst of nostalgia comes from the fact that tomorrow happens to be one of my favorite American holidays, the 4th...or to some Independence Day. I mean what is there not to like? Any day filled with the outdoors, grilled meats, beer, and pyrotechnics is a winner to me. I suppose last night will be my substitute, although there was a lack of close calls from drunks lighting off bottle rockets...but we did have a pool. Plus, I woke up with some very sore hands from some serious rocking out with C on the djembe - yet another win.
Riddin' dirty...but not
The African playing the African drum...sorry C just couldn't help it
The Jig
Three different continents playing some tunes
C and I found it quite entertaining that we got a large group of people representing a significant portion of the globe to dance to Irish jig music...but I don't think there was a single Irish there. It's funny. That classic cliche notion that we are all really the same is quite true. The more people I meet from various corners of the globe and the more places I travel to I realize that what separates us is really rather minuscule in comparison to what brings us together. My brain is a little too much like scrambled eggs to really jump on the soap box so I'll leave it at that.
I spent most of today doing nothing. I had a butt-ton of laundry to do (yes I know, not feeling too eloquent with my vocab...deal with it...lah). I hardly got any sleep last night so I'm trying to stay awake as long as I can so I'm not too out of it come Monday. There was this cat that insisted on sharing my mattress (cats always choose me because I'm convinced they can sense allergies). This week will be a bit more killer than the past weeks. Luckily for me, I'm headed to Penang on Friday so I only have a 4 day week.
I'm still craving banana leaf. For those of you who do not have the pleasure of having a banana leaf place near you, or have no idea what it is, it is essentially crack. In food form. Eaten off a banana leaf. This magical delight is not only crack-like in addiction, it has the added bonus of the most exotic of chinese medicines; meaning it cures whatever it is that ails you.
I'm too lazy to upload my pictures, although I'm overdue with this so maybe I'll get to it later...maybe...
-M
Happy birthday Momsicle! I still find it hard to believe that my parents are going to make the trip all the way out here. It should be fun and interesting...as their first day in MY will be the day of the Bersih rally...fight on my friends =).
The past week has been filled with random adventures per usual. Aside from some sort of emotional hiccup that consumed my Wednesday morning, the rest of the day was awesome. I went with K and A to pasar malam (night market...somewhere in the south of the city proper). I would say the night was a huge success. If it was recommended that I try it, I ate it. I had my first durian experience (durian cream, on a crispy pancake thingy). As long as you don't breathe when you are about to eat it, it tastes awesome (the smell at close range does take some getting used to). Aside from various other fried bits of awesomeness I tries something else on my list, I forget the name, but they are those batter/octopus/tastyness balls that are common in Japan. However, it must be noted that in order to actually consume the thing you have to wait...a while (if you want to enjoy it that is). I was the first to try and essentially the smoldering hot inside killed my taste buds for a few days. I know K and A got a kick out of watching me suffer, but they had their turn as well. Was it worth it? Absolutely.
Pasar malam...maybe a fifth of the whole thing
Thursday I went to ArchiDex over at KLCC for most of the day. It's essentially a convention for the building design trade. It was quite cool to see everything, I especially liked the furniture/interior design section. I found some much needed inspiration. That evening our office hosted an SOM lecture. Unfortunately, the lecture was pretty disappointing. The lady didn't really seem like she wanted to be there and for all the awesome projects they have done, spending half an hour going on about the need for active pedestrian zones and public transportation access seemed a bit obvious. I mean I could have given the thing. In all honesty (although I must admit, I left, so I can only speak for the 40 mins I managed to get through) it sounded more like a sales pitch than a lecture geared towards professionals. Friday was low-key, as I've spent a lot of money recently (officially booked to Bali at the end of this month).
Saturday C and I headed into the 'suburban' rainforest (essentially a patch of forest in the city where the feel is more kampung or village like). The reason? Well besides the fact that the jungle is awesome, there was a huge CS event. It goes without saying that they day/night was stellar. Good to see some of the usual CS crew and I met a bunch of awesome people. The jam sessions reminded me a lot of the good times I've had with my friends back home. Especially these hooligans:
Any man who demands his Chinese market-bought guitar be dowsed in beer at 3am knows how to have a good time. I donno if you get around the Great Fire Wall often enough to read this M but if you don't get your face down here you'll never hear the end of it =)
Luka....looking like a vagrant
P...I hope you've been playing more often in the streets of Peru
I suppose the sudden outburst of nostalgia comes from the fact that tomorrow happens to be one of my favorite American holidays, the 4th...or to some Independence Day. I mean what is there not to like? Any day filled with the outdoors, grilled meats, beer, and pyrotechnics is a winner to me. I suppose last night will be my substitute, although there was a lack of close calls from drunks lighting off bottle rockets...but we did have a pool. Plus, I woke up with some very sore hands from some serious rocking out with C on the djembe - yet another win.
Riddin' dirty...but not
The African playing the African drum...sorry C just couldn't help it
The Jig
Three different continents playing some tunes
C and I found it quite entertaining that we got a large group of people representing a significant portion of the globe to dance to Irish jig music...but I don't think there was a single Irish there. It's funny. That classic cliche notion that we are all really the same is quite true. The more people I meet from various corners of the globe and the more places I travel to I realize that what separates us is really rather minuscule in comparison to what brings us together. My brain is a little too much like scrambled eggs to really jump on the soap box so I'll leave it at that.
I spent most of today doing nothing. I had a butt-ton of laundry to do (yes I know, not feeling too eloquent with my vocab...deal with it...lah). I hardly got any sleep last night so I'm trying to stay awake as long as I can so I'm not too out of it come Monday. There was this cat that insisted on sharing my mattress (cats always choose me because I'm convinced they can sense allergies). This week will be a bit more killer than the past weeks. Luckily for me, I'm headed to Penang on Friday so I only have a 4 day week.
I'm still craving banana leaf. For those of you who do not have the pleasure of having a banana leaf place near you, or have no idea what it is, it is essentially crack. In food form. Eaten off a banana leaf. This magical delight is not only crack-like in addiction, it has the added bonus of the most exotic of chinese medicines; meaning it cures whatever it is that ails you.
I'm too lazy to upload my pictures, although I'm overdue with this so maybe I'll get to it later...maybe...
-M
