Outrageous. Beautiful. Misfit.

Weekend

Everybody's favorite intern from Chile's leavin Singapore this week...it's Stefanie's last weekend in Asia (for a long long time i must add) and she's decided to get wet...



We decided to stop over at Fullerton Hotel for some swanky coffee with this arrogant...fugly and borin jewbag of a woman who very conveniently happens to be Stefanie's friend...ive half a mind to mask her face...but hey...im feelin good today...



Btw jewbag...i dont care if you graduated from Oxford...have a Master's in Social Anthropology...live in an upmarket apartment and have social lunches in hotels all day everyday...the truth is...ya ugly...you cant hold a conversation...you bore me...ya boyfriend's dodgy lookin and your British accent's makin my dick shrivel...

The lobby caught my attention...wowee the band's all aloft on the 3rd storey...love the cello...



Picture swappin moments...why the fuck am i squintin...



Here's Stefanie tryin her real best at a giraffe impersonation...well done Stefa...9/10 for effort!



Watch this space for Stefanie's departure...*tells himself* no i wont cry...no i wont cry...no i wont cry...

*sobs*

Prescription

What could be better than a one-stop solution to all ya problems and worries? One pop and ya a world away from reality...now wouldnt that be the perfect antidote?

I do question the dosage...i mean...1000mg of it's pretty steep...yet...i could do with a 'lil bit of this right now...seriously...

Back on Friendster??

Has anyone NOT been on Friendster? I have an account on the cyber-friendly site too...and havnt been on for eons...a borin Saturday prompted me to go on Friendster...and got me checkin up my own profile...wow...this is what i wrote for "Who i wana meet" about 18 months ago...in a way i guess i was describin who i would like to be datin...funny how i wrote all that coz micheLe is almost a carbon-copy of what i wished for...cool...

"Someone who:

1) Hates Singapore
2) Hates Singaporeans who speak bad English
3) Hates Singaporeans who mix equally bad Mandarin with
English
4) Hates People's Action Party (Incumbent political party
with communist overtones)
5) Hates conformists
6) Hates bigots, racists and white-supremists
7) Hates people who stare when u do things/look/act
different
8) Hates compulsory consription (read: National
Service...who the fuck thought of it anyway...)
9) Loves pop culture
10) Makes me laugh
11) Makes me green with envy with a twist of lemon (go
figure)
12) Wants to see the world
13) Would celebrate Gay Pride Day hand in hand with me in
San Franciso (gays are just the coolest people)
14) Would backpack across Europe with me
15) Skate at the Rockefeller Skating Rink with noob-skating
me
16) Is pragmatic but not to a fault
17) Would give a middle finger to: President Shrub (my SIA
shares went down to $10.30 becoz of you), P.A.P especially
PM Goh and SM Lee (FUCK YOU i'm a quitter wtf are u gona do
about it? You can lick my fuckin ass and i dont give a fuck
what u think), Conservatives (grow with the times u fags),
Censorship (I think God gave us a brain to process what is
right and what is wrong), Home ownership of Guns (stop
killing our children)
18) Would stop just once to think that you are just
1/6,000,000,000 of the world's population, so if you could
just do one thing to change even 1 person's life...the
world is a better place
19) Would do drugs just once so 50 years down the road on
your death bed you can tell your grandkids, "Hey i once
took E, slept with 4 chicks, got over it and lived my life
to the fullest. Now i want you to beat that"
20) Has a list of '50 Things To Do Before I Die' - let me
help you achieve one of them :) "

Lyrical is criminal

Im guilty of this myself...but i was just readin up on song lyrics on some sites...and it hit me...

So...you've cut and pasted the entire lyrics from a favourite song of yers into ya blog or some obscure internet venue...why the hell for?

It's hard for me to think of anythin ive got less interest in readin...if i know the song...i probably already know the lyrics...so i dont read it...if i dont know the song...the lyrics...sans musical support...context and vocal delivery are not revelatory or poetic...they're just borin and useless...so i find myself not readin it either...

In other words...in 100% of situations...i wont read song lyrics that you cut and pasted into your email...onto a message board...into a chat or into some form of automated internet message...coz prose is prose...poetry is poetry...a bunch of other abstract stuff may also be poetry...but lyrics are lyrics...they make up one element of a song and are not a self-contained form of writin...nor one with a goal of stimulatin interest...

So next time...please stop postin song lyrics onto ya site...coz no one with a 'lil sense will read it...if you dont have anythin relevant or interestin to post...dont post at all...

Until then...wait for my next lyrics post :O

*Gobble* *Gobble*



Happy Thanksgiving Y'all!

How much is adrock2xander worth?

Abysmal...is this how much i really am worth? Christ...

I'm worth $1,336,770.27! How much are you worth?

Edit

Just added a FAQ to my blog...

It's on the side bar...

Under my profile...

Have fun with it...

Radio Paradise

On one of my web-dow shoppin trips several weeks back...i chanced upon Radio Paradise...an internet radio station that plays commercial-free indie-rock...with some classic stuff thrown in...i became addicted to it almost immediately...in part coz it's great music to have on in the background when ya workin on ya blog...readin the comics or just another web-dow trollin moments...

Try it mates...and ya guaranteed to be exposed to all kinds of stuff you've never heard before...

Turns out...

...my spinal cord's perfectly fine...the X-ray shows no traces of injuries whatsoever...the straightness of the spine is just part of...me...so i dont slouch...go me...my back requires physiotherapy...somehow or another the injury was aggravated durin an intense sex session or sportin activiy...though...come to think bout it...it cant possibly be sports...coz ive been pretty lazy these months...nor can it be sex...coz my beautiful girlfriend's 8000 kilometers away in Melbourne...and ive not seen her for almost 5 months now...no woman = no nookie...

So WTF is up with the back?

adrock2xander's Top 10 Most Beautiful Women - Part 8

A 2 weeks hiatus...that's how long ive been away...sure feels good to be back! Nah ive not been sleepin around for these weeks...fuckin weiner needs a respite! All pussy and no rest makes my dick unable to perform! I've decided to go old school today and tell y'all bout my first Hollywood crush...well...actually..one of my very first crushes ever...oh the jealousy i felt when i saw my starlet snoggin some male star on the big screen...

But first...a recap:

1) Amber Brkich
2) Katie Holmes
3) Kate Beckinsale
4) Megan McCormick
5) Eliza Dushku
6) Natalie Portman
7) Ashley Judd

And now...my virgin starlet crush...God save your soul:

8) Winona Ryder

Famous for: Child bride Myra Gale Lewis in the excellent Great Balls of Fire, sceptical daughter Kim Boggs in Edward Scissorshand, camcorder wieldin Lelaina Pierce in Reality Bites, buildin up a reputation for performin in serious roles, such as Dracula, The Age of Innocence, How to make an American Quilt and The Crucible...

Face: 8.0
Body: 8.0
Fame: 9.0





The quintessential doe-eyed girl-next-door...Winona has inspired many women (and men) with her beauty without needin to do or say much...in blonde locks or brown bangs...sheer dress or casual day outfit...Winona still turns heads regardless of her financial status (lol)...

Her petite frame may not scream hot stuff...but one look at her tits will make my penis very happy...i mean...look at em!...i dream of the day she lets those sweater puppies loose...but until then...i guess i'll just have to stroke myself to that scene from Dracula where she's running down some stairs in a see through nightie...

Or that one scene in Autumn In New York where she's wakin up and her pink nipple peeks out from her dress for a split second...no no...that scene isnt enough...actually i dont even care if she gets naked or not...i just like seein how incredibly bouncy she is...that one scene in Reality Bites where she's walkin down a hallway and out a building with her boobies bouncin all over the place...i must have rewound that tape over 300 times just to watch that scene over and over again (mind you this was back in 1994)...

Gah im obsessin over Winona's boobies and her bouncin of my lap...gah...

Time to whack off...

Reasons to die



The December 2004 issue of Arena.
Alessandra Ambrosio as covergirl.
See through clothing and Alessandra's nipple.
Kill me now.

Dearest micheLe,

It's very important for me to express to you how much you really mean to me....i wish i could do this in person while holding you in my arms and gazing into your eyes...but since we are physically separated by miles of emptiness...this expression must come in the form of a blog post...

micheLe...i know it's difficult for you and i...to be separated for so long...life seems to be full of trials of this type which test our inner strength...and more importantly...our devotion and love for one another...after all...it is said that true love is boundless and immeasurable and overcomes all forms of adversity...in truth...if it is genuine...it will grow stronger with each assault upon its existence....

micheLe...our love has been assaulted many times...and i am convinced that it is true because the longer i am away from you...the greater is my yearning to be with you again...you are my Dinosaur...and i am your devoted Dinosaur...i cherish any thought of you...prize any memory of you that rises from the depths of my mind...and live for the day when our physical separation will no longer be...

Until that moment arrives in 2 weeks...i send to you across the miles...my tender love...my warm embrace...and my most passionate kiss.

Love,
John

New

New color scheme...

New phase of life...

In Love & War

Ive been an avid reader of news and information flowin in and out of Baghdad, Iraq since the end of the Iraqi invasion...it's really interestin and at times...perplexin...just to observe what Americans and Iraqis are doin to co-exist peacefully in a war-torn zone...a zone that has stability and security ripped out of it's ribcage and given a good kick in its nuts...what with President Bush's re-election for a second term...i can see the topic of insurgencies and rebels hoverin at the top of every officials' mind at every meetin with the White House...

This followin email came to my attention on one of my web-dow shoppin (window shoppin...geddit?) days a week back...it's written by Farnaz Fassihi...a Wall Street Journal reporter...who was...at the time knee-deep in Baghdad...the email truly is horrifyin and down-right traumatic...noone should be put through such an experience...the mail is fairly long...but there's somethin captivatin bout her words...the thought of a 31yo woman (who's followin her life-long dream of reportin and to tell stories that would make a difference) who has suddenly found herself in a middle of a guerilla war is a very soberin experience...

Ive decided to print out the entire mail for everyone to read...despite Farnaz's feelin of helplessness...i believe her letter could help make a difference in some way...

Here's the letter in its entirety:

Being a foreign correspondent in Baghdad these days is like being under virtual house arrest. Forget about the reasons that lured me to this job: a chance to see the world, explore the exotic, meet new people in far away lands, discover their ways and tell stories that could make a difference.

Little by little, day-by-day, being based in Iraq has defied all those reasons. I am house bound. I leave when I have a very good reason to and a scheduled interview. I avoid going to people's homes and never walk in the streets. I can't go grocery shopping any more, can't eat in restaurants, can't strike a conversation with strangers, can't look for stories, can't drive in any thing but a full armored car, can't go to scenes of breaking news stories, can't be stuck in traffic, can't speak English outside, can't take a road trip, can't say I'm an American, can't linger at checkpoints, can't be curious about what people are saying, doing, feeling. And can't and can't. There has been one too many close calls, including a car bomb so near our house that it blew out all the windows. So now my most pressing concern every day is not to write a kick-ass story but to stay alive and make sure our Iraqi employees stay alive. In Baghdad I am a security personnel first, a reporter second.

It's hard to pinpoint when the 'turning point' exactly began. Was it April when the Fallujah fell out of the grasp of the Americans? Was it when Moqtada and Jish Mahdi declared war on the U.S. military? Was it when Sadr City, home to ten percent of Iraq's population, became a nightly battlefield for the Americans? Or was it when the insurgency began spreading from isolated pockets in the Sunni triangle to include most of Iraq? Despite President Bush's rosy assessments, Iraq remains a disaster. If under Saddam it was a 'potential' threat, under the Americans it has been transformed to 'imminent and active threat,' a foreign policy failure bound to haunt the United States for decades to come.

Iraqis like to call this mess 'the situation.' When asked 'how are thing?' they reply: 'the situation is very bad."

What they mean by situation is this: the Iraqi government doesn't control most Iraqi cities, there are several car bombs going off each day around the country killing and injuring scores of innocent people, the country's roads are becoming impassable and littered by hundreds of landmines and explosive devices aimed to kill American soldiers, there are assassinations, kidnappings and beheadings. The situation, basically, means a raging barbaric guerilla war. In four days, 110 people died and over 300 got injured in Baghdad alone. The numbers are so shocking that the ministry of health -- which was attempting an exercise of public transparency by releasing the numbers -- has now stopped disclosing them.

Insurgents now attack Americans 87 times a day.

A friend drove thru the Shiite slum of Sadr City yesterday. He said young men were openly placing improvised explosive devices into the ground. They melt a shallow hole into the asphalt, dig the explosive, cover it with dirt and put an old tire or plastic can over it to signal to the locals this is booby-trapped. He said on the main roads of Sadr City, there were a dozen landmines per every ten yards. His car snaked and swirled to avoid driving over them. Behind the walls sits an angry Iraqi ready to detonate them as soon as an American convoy gets near. This is in Shiite land, the population that was supposed to love America for liberating Iraq.

For journalists the significant turning point came with the wave of abduction and kidnappings. Only two weeks ago we felt safe around Baghdad because foreigners were being abducted on the roads and highways between towns. Then came a frantic phone call from a journalist female friend at 11 p.m. telling me two Italian women had been abducted from their homes in broad daylight. Then the two Americans, who got beheaded this week and the Brit, were abducted from their homes in a residential neighborhood. They were supplying the entire block with round the clock electricity from their generator to win friends. The abductors grabbed one of them at 6 a.m. when he came out to switch on the generator; his beheaded body was thrown back near the neighborhoods.

The insurgency, we are told, is rampant with no signs of calming down. If any thing, it is growing stronger, organized and more sophisticated every day. The various elements within it-baathists, criminals, nationalists and Al Qaeda-are cooperating and coordinating.

I went to an emergency meeting for foreign correspondents with the military and embassy to discuss the kidnappings. We were somberly told our fate would largely depend on where we were in the kidnapping chain once it was determined we were missing. Here is how it goes: criminal gangs grab you and sell you up to Baathists in Fallujah, who will in turn sell you to Al Qaeda. In turn, cash and weapons flow the other way from Al Qaeda to the Baathisst to the criminals. My friend Georges, the French journalist snatched on the road to Najaf, has been missing for a month with no word on release or whether he is still alive.

America's last hope for a quick exit? The Iraqi police and National Guard units we are spending billions of dollars to train. The cops are being murdered by the dozens every day-over 700 to date -- and the insurgents are infiltrating their ranks. The problem is so serious that the U.S. military has allocated $6 million dollars to buy out 30,000 cops they just trained to get rid of them quietly.

As for reconstruction: firstly it's so unsafe for foreigners to operate that almost all projects have come to a halt. After two years, of the $18 billion Congress appropriated for Iraq reconstruction only about $1 billion or so has been spent and a chuck has now been reallocated for improving security, a sign of just how bad things are going here.

Oil dreams? Insurgents disrupt oil flow routinely as a result of sabotage and oil prices have hit record high of $49 a barrel. Who did this war exactly benefit? Was it worth it? Are we safer because Saddam is holed up and Al Qaeda is running around in Iraq?

Iraqis say that thanks to America they got freedom in exchange for insecurity. Guess what? They say they'd take security over freedom any day, even if it means having a dictator ruler.

I heard an educated Iraqi say today that if Saddam Hussein were allowed to run for elections he would get the majority of the vote. This is truly sad.

Then I went to see an Iraqi scholar this week to talk to him about elections here. He has been trying to educate the public on the importance of voting. He said, "President Bush wanted to turn Iraq into a democracy that would be an example for the Middle East. Forget about democracy, forget about being a model for the region, we have to salvage Iraq before all is lost."

One could argue that Iraq is already lost beyond salvation. For those of us on the ground it's hard to imagine what if any thing could salvage it from its violent downward spiral. The genie of terrorism, chaos and mayhem has been unleashed onto this country as a result of American mistakes and it can't be put back into a bottle.

The Iraqi government is talking about having elections in three months while half of the country remains a 'no go zone'-out of the hands of the government and the Americans and out of reach of journalists. In the other half, the disenchanted population is too terrified to show up at polling stations. The Sunnis have already said they'd boycott elections, leaving the stage open for polarized government of Kurds and Shiites that will not be deemed as legitimate and will most certainly lead to civil war.

I asked a 28-year-old engineer if he and his family would participate in the Iraqi elections since it was the first time Iraqis could to some degree elect a leadership. His response summed it all: "Go and vote and risk being blown into pieces or followed by the insurgents and murdered for cooperating with the Americans? For what? To practice democracy? Are you joking?"

Christianity and the One God

My girlfriend's sister, Crystal has broached a really interestin topic to me recently...in her fervant attempts to sell her religion to me...which in this case is Christianity...she's got me thinkin...

"Why do people believe in God?"

Anyone will instinctively jump at this question...Christians spend their whole life preachin to the evil atheists about 'faith' and 'righteousness' and goin to hell....but please Christians...could you just stop for one second and think...could everything you say about 'faith' and 'righteousness' is gobblespank? It comes straight from your parents...or your fear of goin to hell...or maybe just your god damn disability to think properly....

Think about it...who the hell cares if you have 'faith' in a religion? Not unless the whole point of the argument is that the religion is a fake...a fantasy...a load of bullshit used to manipulate your thoughts...(BTW that's why the Singapore incumbent party PAP is still in office.)

If you tell me that im evil coz i refuse God and all...what arguments can you use to prove it? How can you prove anythin bout your religion? And dont give me any crap about how 'I cant prove that God doesnt exist either'...You can say that about anythin...it's a pussy way out of an argument...

Would believin in a God justify people's wants and needs? Or because they want answers and reassurance? What are the reasons that you believe the universe works in such irrational ways? Could it possibly be due to the presence of many other people who believe in God?

Are you afraid that hell really does exist...and if you stop believin...there will be a chance that you were wrong and will go to hell and suffer eternally? Are you like most people...believin in God simply because your parents didnt give you a chance to have your own opinions/theories of the universe? That's mighty sad aint it?

If you seriously believe in God because of reasons other than these...well..how is that even possible? Do you really have any believable theories of how the world works that arent biased because your whole life has been ruled by the fantasy created by your parents or strangers before your time?!

All it takes to make a young child believe in somethin is to tell him that it's true! Yes it's that simple! As a parent...you will have this power...but will you excercise the authority? Think bout it...the child has no chance to think rationally bout the universe for the rest of his life coz his parents made him believe in the one God...for unless he's very distant from his parents or perhaps some other reasons...i reckon that's where atheists probably came from...

Or...i could just argue...beyond a shadow of a doubt...that Christianity is a huge hoax? I mean...doesnt anyone know that Christianity was created out of nothin for fear of Roman ostracism and for a long time...was considered a cult?

Think bout it...Christianity is a cult and was created out of fear...

Let the mayhem begin

This site absolutely drives me bananas...hours of great fun and laughter...it's one reason why i stay online most times...being a nerd herd has never been this good...i love the free RPG game too...ascend to the ranks of those who have survived it...it's well worth the effort...

One of my most frequented sites

The Amazing Race 6 - Episode 1: The One About The Ice




Country of play - Iceland - home of the most sex

Brain scan moment - Ex-couple Adam and Rebecca screwin up at the gas station...FFS...havnt you 2 been watchin previous seasons of The Amazing Race? CHECK WHAT FLUIDS QUENCHES THE VEHICLE FIRST! God...and if need be...READ THE LABEL IN THE CAR! Diesel is not gasoline!

Brooklyn natives and good friends Avi Schneier and Joe Rashbaum are the unfortunate first team to be knocked out...unfortunate coz i was really beginnin to like em...typical New York wit...deadpan and self-deprecatin humor...never takin things or themselves too seriously...i'd hoped that some other teams that bicker non-stop/are unattractive/so not funny it's funny were knocked out...but one grave error in time management cost the Brooklyn Boys a place in episode 2...

And while we're at it...can someone please TKO the wrestlin couple? Must someone remind them that muscular woman and man in a tag-team match up gettin involved in a verbal joust is soooo unsexy? Fuck...that woman can benchpress the rest of the field...creamin the competition...yucks...i hate muscular women...eeerrrhhzz *pukes*

Eagerness would be too light a word to describe my anticipation for the episode next week...

Cancel all dinner and movie dates...coz The Amazing Race is back on tele tonight! The 6th instalment of the best reality drama EVER returns for more rip-roarin globe-trottin adventures interspersed with regular team tensions...emotional backstabbin and double chances...oh just writin these words get me all excited...

This year's cast looks set to debunk from the old...where there were just several beautiful people in previous seasons...the Amazing Race 6's ever increasin eye candy quotient will include 6 models (3 male and 3 female)...2 professional wrestlers (1 male and 1 female)...2 personal trainers (1 male and 1 female)...an ex-Playboy Playmate...and a former striptease aerobics instructor....

Is it me or do i forsee the use of physical looks to get pass several dauntin challenges?

Fo sho...i'll be at home tonight...dont bother lookin me up...

You scratch my back...I scratch your back

If you ask me...im really worried...

Results from the physical examination and X-Ray concludes that my back is worse than i had thought...what was initially a really bad back sprain (or so i had hoped) turned out to be an irregular spine curve...THAT...and several of its good friends:

1) A normal person's spine is slightly curved...X-Ray shows that my spine is straighter than normal...unusual coz ive never felt any pain in all 26 years of my existence...

2) There's a 'lil space between every bone that forms the vertebrate...X-Rays indicates that the lower portion of my spine has more 'spaces' than necassary...

3) X-Ray doesnt confirm this...but the nice doctor pointed out that the pain i experience could be a result of a compression of nerves in my lower back...somehow or another that's related to the spinal deformity that i have...

Doctor has arranged an appointment at the Orthopaedic Clinic in 2 weeks...where i'll undergo a Magnetic Resonance Imaging...or M.R.I for a clearer picture...

Gosh...i just realised...im partially handicapped...

I finally get to park my car on the handicapped parkin lots...go me :O

Sticks & stones

For the overgrown kids who're causin endless hours of laughter and delight for me over at Eddy's site...



Remember kids...

Bad publicity is always better than no publicity...

So keep up the war effort back home yeah? While my name spreads far and wide...

Actually...why dont we meet up for lemonade and lemmingtons? That'll be heaps of fun no?

Such a delight you people are :O

Best entertainment...



...is self-pleasure...

Heidi Klum and Alessandra Ambrosio sure provided me with enough visual stimulant...thoroughly satisfied i am...

Best. Basketball. Game. Ever.



Im not much of a fan of models...you know...them of the catwalk type...i mean...give one to me and sure i'll fuck em hard...but they never really appealed to me...most times...they're assless...boobless...too leggy for my likin...and they've got this look that says "WHO KILLED MY DOG LAST NIGHT??"...so yeah...not likin them too much...

But this caught my eye...

The Angels Across America Tour is to celebrate and present the 2004 Victoria's Secret Holiday Gift collection...top supermodels Tyra Banks...Gisele Bundchen...Heidi Klum...Adriana Lima and Alessandra Ambrosio made special appearances at sporting events and a rock concert...interactin with fans...donating memorabilia and their own very special version of the "walk of fame" ...

Seriously...why the fuckin big fuss and media coverage over 5 overpaid and fuckin-icious struttin their stuff? If it was me...the only models worth fussin over are Heidi Klum and Alessandra Ambrosio...and OMFG if you ppl dont know who they are in the picture you might wana consider to be a monk...

For the uninitiated...Heidi Klum - extreme left and Alessandra Ambrosio - 2nd from right...

*Suppresses erection and winces* God...hot blonde and brunette...eeeshhh...excuse me while i pleasure myself...

Pain

Im off to the hospital for an urgent check-up on my back...X-ray included...

For months ive been experiencin excruciatin pains at the lower spine area...standin up at lengths would shoot spasms of pain to my brain...tellin me to sit the fuck down...

Playin down the pain and usin sports as an excuse for the pain can only go this far...this time im gona find out wtf is wrong...

Peace out...

Dogs will care less

To all those who has issues with me...what i say...what i do...what i wear...how i walk...how i talk...why i say...why i perform...when i do...:

Read This

Pimples!




I. Hate. Pimples.

Let's face it...those custard-filled whitish volcanoes that spawn from within you is a creature from outer space...a denizen of the deep...noone likes the looks of it...like Close Encounters of the Third Kind...the whole town has seen it...but noone likes lookin at it...in the case of pimples...noone likes lookin OR havin it...

Im writin this to tell you bout a horrible pimple that ruined my appearance in the earlier part of the week...this criminal performed its dastardly deed in the wee of the night while i was sound asleep...successfully attemptin to adhere itself like a fuckin leech to the region just above my upper lip...and oh yes not just any region...but a region that has not been shaved after 3 days...

So yeah...a region that's in desperate need of a shave...i didnt wana have a 5-o'clock shadow...John i may be...but Johnny Depp i am not...how's this for a tasty thought:

"Do you shave the 3-day old stubble off and look fresh & clean? Or leave it there...look unkempt so you wouldnt shave off that pimple...bleed heaps and spot an unsightly red blotch as a reminder?"

Actually...i did neither...how bout:

"Leave the pimple as it is...and shave? But while ya at it...leave some stubble around the pimple coz the fuckin shaver wouldnt get anywhere nearer?"

Yeah...that's what i did...

So for 2 days...i went to work...clean shaven with pimple and all...lookin like a half-wit...step up within a foot of me and i guarantee you'll break into peals of laughter...tiny hair around a pimple on your face is sooo the next fashion must have for this season...spot one and you're guaranteed God-like status...

Yeah...im facially challenged...sue me...

Still on the topic of pimples...what was your worse pimple experience and which obscene spot did it decide to take a free ride on?

*Gasps* A Crime in Singapore!


To get a good idea of how embarassingly and pathetically crime-free sunny Singapore is...one only has to look back to a robbery just 2 days ago...

A man had walked into regional bank Maybank on Tuesday afternoon...grabbed a customer from behind and shouted 'Robbery' ...after a minor scuffle...the man was shot twice by the security officer on duty...once in the head and once in the shoulder...amazingly the man survives...but had to be hospitalised...currently in critical but stable condition...i reckon he'll be charged and given Singapore's anachronistic laws...he'll be slapped with a 10 years jail term and $10,000 fine...or somethin along the lines of that...oh...provided he survives...

But what of the Maybank staff who witnessed the whole incident? Ushered away in security cars for several hours of psychological evaluation...

And the news? Splashed right across the FRONT page of Singapore's national paper...the Straits Times...holy shit...a fuckin robbery...in the front page...now im all for front page news...the launch of a nuclear warhead that went unannounced...the genocide in Sudan being stopped by Bush's incompetent ruling...Paris Hilton fully clothed...or the Singapore Government capitulatin to the minority vote for once...but noooo...some lame ass robbery gets more screen time than more important news...

Curioser & curioser

Browsin through search engines can yield curious news that makes you go WTF...such as this one from yahoo.com...

Help at hand for Japan's sex-starved women

Help at hand



Leeds United AFC looks to be saved...i salute you Michael Lucas...

Once one of the most respected and feared football clubs in Europe...my beloved Leeds United AFC has fallen into financial ruins through mishandlin of company funds and excessive borrowin...doom and gloom is infectiously pervasive when the dreary mood haunts the proud grounds of Elland Road over the last 2 years...

Just writin bout Leeds United AFC gets me all teary eyed...like anyone out there who love their basketball/baseball/*insert sport here* teams with a passionate fervor...i follow the club's fortunes...strangely enough...i just remembered i do have several entries on the crisis club
many months back...

Let's hope this is a sign of good things to come...the fans must not be left to suffer again...

Pee standin up



This weird contraption is the device all women need...their pleas have been answered! Now they can experience what it's like to unzip...aim and shoot...all in the comforts of your very own stall...

Pee tricklin down ya inner thighs coz the toilet seat's too dirty? That's a thing of the past! Now they never have to wonder why men are always the quickest to step out of the washroom...

Read more bout it here...

Let's all join the bandwagon!

This site is explodin as i speak! I dont know how long it's been around...but 2 of my frequently visited blogs have this site listed in the last 8 hours...i dont know what's goin on...but wata hell! If it aint broke...why fix it!

The site: wholinkstome

adrock2xander's Top 10 Most Beautiful Women - Part 7

I'm back! Just got home from P.Diddy's 35th ultra-exclusive birthday bash...i gota tell ya...everythin was flowin...the chicks were flowin...the booze was flowin...the drugs were flowin...everythin was just pimpin...

But the blogger in me got to my head...and i had to wrench myself away from 3 buxomy blondes who were callin out to geme the best ride of my life...arrived at the airport...realised i had tipped the waitress $10,000 instead of $100 (guessed i was too drunk)...had to settle for Economy return fare home...

Yeah...and as usual...after the chick-fest that left my eyes bleedin...it got me thinkin of my Top 10 Women post again...

1) Amber Brkich
2) Katie Holmes
3) Kate Beckinsale
4) Megan McCormick
5) Eliza Dushku
6) Natalie Portman

*Cries* The harem of beautiful selection...all at my disposal...my poor manhood...not that i need another long time favorite of mine:

7) Ashley Judd

Famous for: The acting half of the most succesful mother/daughter Country singers The Judds, gettin less screentime than Sandra Bullock in her breakthrough movie A Time To Kill (WTF???), tough-yet-vulnerable Kate McTiernan in Kiss The Girls, just being a hot Southern belle with that undeniably sexy Southern accent...

Face: 8.5
Body: 9.0
Fame: 8.0





Ashley Judd is all woman...i repeat...all woman...at 36 years of age she is at her sexual peak...with complete mastery of the Arts in Bed and Seduction...she is...imho...one of the reasons why God made women...

Full and supple breasts that i could feast on...her chestnut hair cascading down my chest...firm body i could have a joyride on...her peaches-and-cream complexion i could paint my love juice on...those sultry brown eyes...a smile and pearly whites that would put a stop to any fight...and her lyin next to me whisperin sweet nothings with that Southern drawl...

Like fine wine...Ashley is a vintage beauty...tastin better as they mature...now all i ask for is to uncork her someday...that'll be some celebration only the best woman...eh...wine can cater for...

Dearest micheLe...

Sometimes i lay next to you at night and just think...i listen to you snore (need i mention...drool too) and cuddle into your warmth...i stare into the dark and try to figure out how i ended up with you...noone has ever taken care of me this way...hell i dont think my parents even did...you listen when i rant...you hold me when i break...you have brought me back from my despair more than once...

It amazes me that someone would stay with me through all of my shit...i know i am tempermental but you just deal...im cryin now (ok..almost)...i just wana say I Love You and im glad i found you...i dont know where i would be if i never met you...but it probably wouldnt be as good a place as i have now...

More amazingly...in spite of all my physical imperfections...you worship my body...i feel confident in myself because of your attention...my oodles of fat is one giant pillow for you to sleep on...my chest hair gets de-liced and de-ticked coz you spend time killin the bugs...i feel like the sexiest man in the world when you touch me or compliment me...

I will fight for you...i will always be with you...you bring out the best of me...

Thank you...I Love You...

Yours forever,
John

World issues!

So Bush's been re-elected for another 4 years...the world's in turmoil...no end's in sight...the world now looks to a fumblin buffoon who speaks like a first grader to put a stop to terrorism...sendin out patriotic US soldiers to their deaths in Far Far Away places (wtf...isnt that a Shrek location..)...more relentless pursue of the grander scheme of things...while ignorin the trivial issues back home...taxes continue to rise...stem cell research is being halted...unemployment will become the bug bear of the Government...Americans will continue to be the stupidest and most ignorant people in the world...

So while we're at it...let's pay homage to the Americans and their Father figure...Mr George "You forgot Poland" W. Bush...

Talkin and Peein



It happened last week...

The end of a really long week finally came around...and i'd decided to head on down to megamall Takashimaya for some alone time...shoppin...and checkin out what's hot in the fashion...literary and music front...workin can really sap your energy and resolve...and i was determined to keep away from the manic hustle-n-bustle...some solitude and idle moments...stompin around with my lovely blondie Stefanie...everyone needs their personal time...i was havin mine...

So i was in the gents...takin a bladder-relievin piss in the urinal...when this bloke swaggered to the urinal next to mine...unzipped his pants and whipped out his schlong like it was the Weapons of Mass Destruction the Bush administration was lookin for...

Out of the corner of my eye...i spied the bloke next to me glancin over into my urinal non-chalantly...like it was the most casual thing to do...somethin you do everyday after you get out of bed...

Almost leanin over...he casually asked me..."Would it be OK if i ask you a question?"

"WTF... " i thought...

For all the women out there and weird minority of men who don’t pee standing up...here's an interestin bite-sized info...in general...talkin to strangers while peein is a breach of men’s washroom etiquette...a proper men washroom etiquette dictates that...while peein...one remains silent...with eyes locked onto the imaginary spot on the wall directly in front of one’s face...hands locked by ya side...one holdin ya weener to direct the jet-propelled stream of waste water...and the other to hold ya unzipped pants up...

Now there is a reason why God invented stalls in the washroom...so when men decide to take a piss or crap...they neednt have to worry bout pryin eyes from their neighbor who's doin the same thing (God forbid...masturbatin in a public place)...

Truth be told i'd always thought the walls that seperate the men from one stall from another is like a row of picket fences...it's just there to look pretty...but it doesnt serve its purpose as a fence...it's easy for same-sex offenders to stand on the toilet bowl and peep into the next stall...

But i digress...

I was almost mortified to have this total stranger talkin to me while im fuckin takin a piss...doesnt this guy memorize the washroom etiquette?? For fuck's sake...it's weird enough to have a guy leanin over to check me out...it's even weirder to be asked a question in such a vulnerable position...

Not wantin to sound rude or to piss him off ...i quipped with some wary:

"Yeah?"

"Im sorry...but i cant help but notice that you've shaved off all your pubes..."

My alarm bells were goin off like crazy...my first instinct was to fuckin tell him off...but i realized the uniqueness of the situation...immediately recognizin the blogworthiness of the incident...composed myself and assured him that my pubes were indeed all shaven...i gently added that it really isnt any of his business to ask or care...

The bloke smiled...thanked me and walked away...

Wonderin aloud with punctuated WTFs...i watched him as he washed his hands with soap...dried them with paper towels and stepped out of the washroom...

It's not that im sittin on a bed of nails with men checkin out my manhood...beer belly or not...im very comfortable with my sexuality...and more often than not you'll see me walkin around in my birthday suit in public bathrooms...what's there to hide anyway?

Dont like my excess foreskin? Go fuck yaself...

Got a thing for shaved genitals? Im not gay...fuck off...

Is it me or does this happen to most men? Do you get weird people askin you weirder things while ya fuckin peein? Gosh...i gota tell ya...ive been around a lot...nothin much fazes me...but i cant seem to trivialize this issue...it's been 5 whole days...yet all i could think about was to blog it...

Perhaps i just needed to get it out of my chest...

Let's do stupid things to set a potential world record



After a gruellin 4 days of sleep and movement-deprivation...a dishevelled lookin Ian Lee has emerged the triumphant winner of the 3rd MediaCorp Radio-Subaru Challenge...

The 23yo sales executive managed to Outstand, Outpersevere and Outlast his closest competitor, 29yo administrative officer Cheang Pui San by a minute to set a new record time of 74 hours and 59 minutes...someone please check with the Guiness Book of Records...a time like this would set a world record anywhere...

Yay let's do stupid things to win a car

Kickin off at 1pm on Saturday afternoon...Singapore's MediaCorp Radio-Subaru Impreza WRX Challenge...it's really more of a physical and mental challenge than a 'race' challenge...each contestant places a palm on one of the six cars which he or she has been allocated...and has to hold onto for as long as possible...among the 138 contestants are 26 women...including a mother-of-one who is taking part for the first time...contestants are allowed a 5 minutes break every 6 hours...afterwhich they've to return to their designated spots...puttin up with more tropical heat...incessant rain...smell...fatigue...

The contestants are listeners of MediaCorps' three English stations - Perfect 10, Class 95 and Gold 90 FM and were picked via a lucky draw from a pool of 1,200 people...with the winner drivin home a brand new $90,000 (US$55,000) Subaru Impreza WRX (yes...cars in Singapore are really expensive)...geezz...what a bummer...

Cyclin to work this mornin...i'd decided to make a detour to the city to catch a glimpse of the contestants...remember it was Monday mornin when i got there...so the contestants in the followin pictures have been standin for almost 2 whole days...at the time the picture was taken at 8:10am...34 people remained...









At press time (10:25pm)...57 hours and 25 minutes after the competition has started...only 12 people remain...8 men and 4 women...

How vaguely excitin...

Trick or Treat?



Halloween came and went without much fanfare...the American juggernaut that is the media continues to influence people worldwide...exposin them to the American cultures and festivities...

Singapore...too...had caught on the Halloween fever...the repressed citizens would pick up anythin American...suffice to say Halloween weekend was one whacky dress-fest...

But im not here to write bout the costumes i saw or attempted to picture myself in...i mean...why scare yaself silly outside when you can do the same at home? Just rent/buy a couple of good horror movies...dim the lights...snuggle up to your special someone and scream your tonsils off...

"What's your favorite scary movie? C'mon. You have to have a favorite. What comes to mind?"


True horror buffs will identify that classic line from the excellent teen slasher flick Scream...the 1996 movie not only rejuvenated the dyin horror genre...but also signalled the beginnin of pathetic Scream-wannabes that invaded theaters...now any movie that has that kinda impact on a genre that is increasingly hard to refresh should really go down as a DVD must have...

Now im no fan of horror...honestly...i wouldnt even watch a horror flick even if i was paid to do so...walkin out of the cinema with that horrifyin image implanted in ya mind for the rest of ya life isnt worth your $10 ticket and popcorn...however...there are some supreme horror moments that are simply too good to pass up...dinner table conversation fodder...these are some of the scariest movies ive ever caught on film...what's yours?


Alien
The sci-fi horror flick to catch...the mother of things bad in space...if there's ever a film that taught me that pitch black and silence is bad...this has to be it...a crew of spacemen encounter an insectoid monstrosity in deep space...and the images i saw 10 years back is still firmly etched in my mind...the facehugger scene...the chestburster...and the climatic encounter with the full-grown Alien...


The Exorcist
By far the scariest movie ive ever watched...this movie reaffirmed my belief that an ultimate evil really does exist and Good will ultimately triumph over Bad...whatever shape the Devil takes...or whatever it does...it'll never truely shake the strong faith and religion that is Christianity...it's been years since i managed to catch the original version that had no cuts...and that scene of Regan spiderwalkin backwards down the flight of stairs still spooks me to this day...


The Ring
I never looked at a google box in the same way again after freezin in total horror at the sight of a long haired Sadako steppin out of the television set...and this i mean the Japanese 1998 version...not the pussy U.S remake...


An American Werewolf in London
That transformation scene...nuff said...