Amanda Righetti

Thursday, July 29, 2004

Hegemony or survival


Finished reading the book (by Noam Chomsky) over a month ago and I think I should read it again. Usually, I don't read books again unless they happen to be accursed textbooks. But those days are waaaay behind me now. Thankfully? I dunno. In the event that I might be pursuing higher education, who knows? I might have to flip those books again. Yes, me going for a post-graduate course is as good as me walking into a pub and ordering a Coke. But stranger things have happened to me. So you never know.

Anyway, everyone knows that the US Presidential elections are heating up again. George W. Bush or John Kerry? Everyone has their own views on this situation. I guess, globally, Kerry would be a more popular choice. Well, popular sentiments rule that anything but Bush would be great.

I'm no political scientist or flag-bearing activist (Takes too much time away from my regular hedonistic acts, insert any of my vices). I'm pretty pessimistic about the Elections anyway. I don't think there might be much of a difference between Bush and Kerry. They'd definitely differ on their take on American internal policies. Their tax cuts, rebates, abortion policies, etc. Who cares. I'm not an American. Bush has planted the American flag in Iraqi soil. For what purposes? That's pretty fucken obvious. Even if Kerry wins this one in November, will he pull out all American influence in Iraq? Will he still continue with what the Texas cowboy, Bush did? Maybe, the only difference would be Kerry planting the corporations that have backed him throughout his campaign, taking away some of Bush's golf buddies' share of the Iraqi pie.

Hegemony G. Dawg, I can finally pronounce that) is the dominance of a state over others. Practically, the U.S.'s only foreign policy since the 2nd World War. You can bet your ass that even when Kerry takes over, he might be subtle about it like Clinton and not go on a whole war campaign like Bush. But there'd be still some 'democracy' being forced down people's throats in some 3rd World countries. And I thought there was the 1st Amendment, freedom of speech and choice. In the past decade, I believe people are seeing through the entire facade. They know it as well but who cares? They have the guns. They have the arsenal.

Chomsky offers his solution at the end of his book by saying that people have the power to remove such atrocities and make the changes. Bush or Kerry? It doesn't make a difference. It's the policies that need to change.

On a closer note, our very own Prime Minister, Goh Chok Tong (more affectionately known to me as 'Lao Goh') is stepping down on 12 Aug 2004, just a couple of days after our National Day Rally Speech. Stepping into his shoes would be our Deputy Prime Minister, Lee Hsien Loong, son of our Senior Minister-aka-modern-day-founder-aka-1st-emperor, Lee Kwan Yew. I dunno man. This is like all interesting and all. Would there be much changes in the administrative style? Probably harsher policies that would crack our pockets more. The new PM is still the Finance Minister, every smokers' bane.

Would it be all better for us now? Would there really be more freedom of speech...seriously? Do pigs fly?

Is tobacco tax still going to rise? Is everything the government do still about the economy? Are lesbians a turn-on for 99% of the adult male population?

The burning question would still be: When do I finally get to vote in my fucken constituency... if even at all?

Hmmm...


I wanna blog sometime... but I can't remember what.

Anyhow, anyone on for beer this Friday at Siem Reap? Though I think I might have to attend a function til 9+ at Temasek Poly no less... never fear, I can still claim the taxi fare from TP to Holland V.

Who's on??? Call me...

Wednesday, July 28, 2004

Handshakes...


Was at work today. My manager was regaling the story where we did a presentation at an un-named local polytechnic. After the presentation, a lecturer came up to me and shook my hand. I hate it when people shake my hand and turned it to one side. Y'know, the aggressive type where people do that to exert dominance over the other.

Well, my director started laughing and explained that her daughter who is raised in Australia told her this before. Gays in Australia usually do this to new guys they meet to test if they are gay and interested as well. If they are, they would flip the handshake back.

Thankfully, I'm usually quite passive. SO, no flipping of the hand for me there... Now, I dunno if the doode's gay and if yes, should I feel flattered? Hmmm...

Monday, July 26, 2004

Issue 2 is out!!!


Aging Youth e-zine issue 2 is friggin' out...

So Chekkit chekkit...

Sunday, July 25, 2004

Infernal Affairs... Hollywood style


Leo DiCaprio would be taking over Tony Leong Chiu Wait's original role while Matt Damon steps into Andy Lau's shoes. Read this if you don't believe...

Friday, July 23, 2004

Real busy...


Actually, I'm busier doing the entire Aging Youth stuff than what I do at work. Too busy to blog or even sit down and reflect on life (whatever that fucken means...). In fact, I'm so busy that I've missed the O.C. consecutively for 2 weeks. This is bad...

Man, I'm still not used to the new Blogger interface... all weird.

Beer anyone soon? I'm like all ready for an Erdinger lite. Actually, I'm always ready. Call me, bitches!!! Footnote: Not all that keen for Zouk... but I'm easy.

Monday, July 19, 2004

My past week in photos


Monday: Electrico @ BarNone
 

Alvin, from a new perspective...
 

Me
 

Sujin and Agilan (who fucken looks like Alvin in this picture...)
 
Friday: Balaclava


Huat and Weng
 

Me and Lin Lin
 

Weng in da house... After Huat and Lin Lin left, we left for a KTV as some in the group felt like singing... Me in a KTV!? There goes my street cred...
 

The lovely Miss Mandy Amanda Goh and... Roy spoiling the picture as usual...
 

Yet, another picture of Mandy... Unfortunately, she had just ROM last month and broke my heart... sigh...
 
Just after I left the membersss at Baybeats and before joining the rest at Balaclava, I went to draw money at Marina Square. Queued behind this guy who was taking too long at the ATM. Went for a leak first. When I came out of the toilet, this guy was just glaring at me, staring at me all the way til I queued behing him again. What the fuck!??! I didn't give a shit, staring rigth back at him.
 
He put his money in hsi wallet and started shouting.
 
Moron: "Why did you do that for?"
 
Me: "Do what?"
 
Irritating moron: "Sniff and blow your nose just now before you went to the toilet. Now you are doing it again... 4 times."
 
Me: "Huh? What's that?"
 
Fucken irritating moron: "You sniffed and blew your nose onto my neck!!! What are you trying to do?"
 
Me: "Eh, I'm having a cold the whole day..."
 
Fucken irritating moron who deserves to die: "Don't lie to me... what are you doing?"
 
Me: "Eh, I dunno if I did that to you. I'm sorry if I did that by accident. I'm having a cold here (It's true... me sick for a few days.)"
 
Imbecile pauses for a moment: "Ermmm.... okay, drink more water..." Petted my shoulder and walked off.
 
Me: "You too... Take it EASY!!!"
 
Motherfucken piece of shite didn't even apologise at all. He was lucky to walk away fast before I could use my 5-Step-Heart-Imploding Palm Technique on him!!!
 
 
Saturday: Baybeats @ the Esplanade
The closing band for the smaller stage was this Thai all-girl band (more like girl-group in the vein of Atomic Kitten, which I like for all the wrong reasons),  Venus Butterfly. They could barely play their instruments. The keyboardist has the bloody appregiator on her soft-synth programmed exactly the same appregios throughout all 6 songs. It was fucken irritating to say the least.
 
They opened their set with Cyndi Lauper's 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun'. According to Gracie, they stunned the audience into complete silence. I'm not sure about that. But what the fuck?!?! They followed a series of bands playing rather non-mainstream stuff, be it punk/shoegazer/whatever. The concept of slotting a novelty item like Venus Butterfly which was struggling to be a mainstream act was rather tasteless to say the least. Absolute low point for me for the whole Baybeats fest. I'd rather even take emo punk over them. That's how bad their set was...
 
I'm thinking that John C., the organiser behind the gig either has a sick sense of humour or was blown by all 5 of 'em. However, I must say, the only good thing about the band is their legs.
 

Venus Butterfly
 

The singer...
 

The singer's ass...
 

The guitarist...
 

The keyboardist... Great smile but she gyrates (after like, playing 3 notes on her keyboards for every song) like she's working some joints in Patpong, Bangkok. Someone, give her a pole man!!!
 

The hot bassist... I can really ask her out for dinner man...


Sunday, July 18, 2004

The Conspiracy Theory


Before I go to that, fuck!!! Blogspot is really on the roll. For those Blogger users, they would know that Blogger has changed their interface yet again!! New fonts! wooo hooo....

The pictures on the cigarette boxes nowadays don't really act as a deterrent... I think most people are focusing on the wrong aspects of the whole situation. For one thing, the picture is in colour and fucken huge, taking 60-70% of the cover. So, it's really like a watchtower in the sea, fucken glaring innit?

All the easier for plain-clothes custom officers (there are such guys walking around) to catch people with contrabrand cigarettes. Smokers tend to leave their packs on the table for quick accessibility. A quick scan across any table would allow you to see if you are smoking from the packaging or the old one (in the future, contrabrand cigarettes).

2 of my friends had been caught smuggling cartons across the Causeway. Shack, I tell you. The fine cost one of them to be smoking 1 stick for S$6 for the cigarettes!!! 



Friday, July 16, 2004

You know you made it...


... when you start seeing the rock festival which you curate being advertised in the MRT station... on the seats!!!



Think I should be down almost everyday to take some pics. For those who wanna meet up, gimme a holla. I should be there at the Esplanade later... unless I get invited for beer... Hmmm...

It's taking forever to finish Steven Sherrill's 'The Minotaur Takes A Cigarette Break'. Don't get me wrong; it's pretty decent so far. Definitely not as twisted as Chuck Palaniuk's 'Lullaby'. Haven't had the chance to sit down and read the whole thing through... crap.

Thursday, July 15, 2004

The Machinist


See an anorexic Christian Bale. The movie looks interesting. Longest teaser I've ever seen Chekkit chekkit.

Saw


I think the premises of the movie is fucken interesting.



Chekkit chekkit. Click on the poster for the trailer.

From CHUD:

As the movie begins, two complete strangers awaken in opposite corners of the most repulsive washroom outside Trainspotting, each bound at the ankle by thick chains lashed to pipes. In the middle of the room, just out of reach, is a dead man lying in a puddle of his own sticky brains and blood, a revolver in one hand and a tape player in the other.

Once their initial disorientation and panic subsides, the captives try to get a grasp on their predicament. The younger man, Adam (writer Leigh Whannell, not a bad actor), finds an envelope in his pocket, a microcassette contained within. The other man, a doctor named Lawrence (a thick version of Cary Elwes), rifles through his pockets and produces a similar tape, and more: a key and a single bullet. The distorted voice on both tapes reveals the rules of the game: given the clues and the tools at hand, Lawrence must find a way to kill Adam within a certain timeframe, or his wife and daughter will be executed.

Their increasingly desperate crapper-based plight is interspersed with flashbacks as the two men determine they have more in common than initially believed. They conclude that they're the current victims of "The Jigsaw Killer", a seriously sick screwball whose modus operandi is to confine his prey in some elaborate customized circumstance and then teach them a moral lesson by offering a dilemma (via creepy puppet) that will have gruesome results no matter what decision is made (these would be the situations that elicited that reaction up at the beginning of the review). Danny Glover plays the grizzled cop (he's not too old for this shit yet, it seems) on the trail of this genius villain with the wicked pastime, and that's probably already more than you should know about the movie.

Saw is like the result of director James Wan and scribe/co-star Leigh Whannell sitting down with one of those brain teaser books (you know - In an otherwise empty room, a dead man hangs from a noose 12 feet from the floor, a water puddle at his feet. How did he die?) and saying "Hey, we can come up with stuff way more sadistic than that!" And thus they proceed to do so with all the conviction of a certified maniac, crafting their gleefully morbid machinations into a relentless, labyrinthine mindblender that gains its momentum from a creeping dread, escalating into a hypnotic cyclone of untethered dementia.


Sounds good to me...

Monday, July 12, 2004

Discovery of the day


My good friend, Joe Jee has a friggin' blog. Chekkit chekkit.


Some of us are kinkier than the rest.

Finally up



Sunday, July 11, 2004

This weekend is a non-event for me


Basically, I did jack-shite. I spent the entire Friday night working. Went to meet up with G. Dawg, b.boy and Jason Siau (who would be known as Jay-S henceforth) for supper. We had to end early cause Jay-S had to teach the next day and b.boy had to keep his 'ho, Gracie company. And G. Dawg wasn't even in the mood for a drink. That was the epitome of how bad a night can turn out. Can G. Dawg drink like a horse?! Can Moses part the fucken Red Sea?!

This reminds me. I have yet a hip-hop moniker... I was thinking of Biggie Smalls but it has been taken. C'mon, the man is dead. Give him some love man...

Anyway, Jay-S passed me his Sony digicam (Respect, mah nizzle...) and I wanted to pop over The Observatory gig at the Esplanade to take some pics. George called at 530pm and said the tickets were sold out!!! Fuck! That fucken suck goats balls...

This was where I was when he called.


Yeeyong showing me his ass at Far East Square.

So what happened during the course of the night was this... at least we had the camera.


The membersss... doing what we do best.


Pinky (right): So Brain, what are we going to do tonight?
The Brain (middle): Like every other night, Pinky, drink and then try to take over the world!!
Pinky: Someone's stealing your beer!!!
(Hail To The) Thief (left): FUCK!!!


Sujin M. Thomas putting the M in the Sujin M. Thomas


Agilan, a dead ringer for Mr. Carmen Electra, Dave Navarro who I think used to play guitar or something before marrying an ex-Playmate.


Me doing a perennial favourite, the Jack Black impersonation.


George doing a George... which is not saying much.


Everybody's favourite Rastafarian, Alvin coming off the set of a zombie flick. Don't you just dig that look?

Thursday, July 08, 2004

Why we should all learn Spanish...


Reason #1:

Miss Paraguay

Reason #2:

Miss Puerto Rico

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

My sister probably has more balls than me...


That sucks.

My sister, whom the only common interest we share, except for our parents is the love for Buffy the Vampire Slayer has decided to go backpacking with her friend through the concrete jungle of Bangkok and brave the swamps of Pattaya. She left our little comfort zone called Singapura today. The balls... However, she'd be up to Angkor Wat in Cambodia on HER OWN. Travelling on my own has never been an option for me. I cannot stand the boredom of not bitching to anyone I'm familiar with.

Just discovered that we share another interest recently. She's just bought a CD on 'How to speak Spanish'. I have no idea where she's going with all this. All I know is that she's gone for 10 days. Hehehe, time to pick up a third language.

By the way, the left column is updated with a mp3 of one of her favourite bands, Galaxie 500. Sadly, in the words of Billy, "(my sister) is the only true rock chick that I know."

Finding Neverland


No, it's not about Michael Jackson.

The trailer for the new Johnny Depp movie. Chekkit.

Monday, July 05, 2004

This sucks....


I was all pumped up to go gymming today. Gawd knows I need the exercise and I need to pass my IPPT coming up soon within the next 3 months. For once, I'm actually preparing in advance.

Then I had to sprain my left big toe.

I was getting a printer cartridge this evening with an hour left to knock off. And happily, there I was. Daydreaming of running on the treadmill. But nooooo, my left big toe had to give way. It just sprained itself with no what-so-ever fucken reason!!!

Fuck, my schedule is ruined. And I guess you guys should know that I'm a creature of habit. Friday night 3 pints of beer or more, Saturday night 3 pints of beer or slightly less, Sunday night, jamming and maybe 3 pints of beer.

This fucken sucks...

Anyhow, the Aging Youth Productions website is up until 6pm tommorrow. Why so? Cause Weiyuan will come home from work to take off the thing and touch it up again. Jessica, you have been asking me what this entire AYP thing is about. Chekkit out.

Sunday, July 04, 2004

That's why I love eBay


Definitely a technological advancement compared to those I saw at Condomania.


Spiderman 2 in Lego


You read it right. Chekkit.

Saturday, July 03, 2004

It's gonna be a musical month...


Next Fri and Sat, the Observatory in the Esplanade. So far, Billy, Alvin and Sujin are interested in going. Who else wanna come along?





Ublues will be playing at the outdoor auditorium thing as well but it's free... hehheh.



This time they are bringing in Kid Loco!!! But I went to his site. I didn't know that we are still a Malaysian state. Hahahah... Chekkit.



Baybeats 2004.

The horror, the horror...


Marlon Brando's kicked it.


Aging Youth test site


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