tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86176086612770746302011-04-21T12:00:03.396-07:00Because life is short.Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.comBlogger921100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-19005269360203979562007-06-26T00:07:00.000-07:002007-06-26T00:30:20.983-07:00

Bryan's Cafe is moving to a new host at Wordpress. New branding, haha!! Click here to go to my new site.

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************************************This is my last post on Blogger as Bryan's Cafe has moved to a new host at Wordpress. New branding, haha!! Click here to go to my new site.************************************One of the fine blogs I like to read is Kathiroly Raj's Wise Life Advice. Maybe it has something to do with my past life I dunno but I can relate to the articles he writes. :-) His latest

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I have a lot of respect for people who are in 9-5 jobs. They are indeed special people who abide by these employee values.1. Compliant. This means accepting that the boss is always right even though you're laughing your head off about your bumbling boss during lunch. By extension it also means doing things you'd rather not do. You know, little things like showing up to work on time and sticking

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You do know that these two aren't exactly synonymous don't you.Anyway, I was at the airport the other day sending off my sis to Sydney when I witnessed a tense argument between a couple. It seems they had missed their check-in time by 10 minutes and the guy was ticking off his gf/wife for taking her time to pack, causing them to leave their house late. The girl retorted that they were late

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Not in my books. There are far too many MBAs and PhDs from Ivy league unis out there who flunk badly in the real world. I mean failed businesses, trashed friendships, divorces and shit like that.What I do know is that high IQ people tend to be unhappier than not-so-smart people. Whenever there's a problem, a not-so-smart guy sees one solution but a smart one will see five or six. The smart mind

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-14200371766413176452007-06-19T17:56:00.000-07:002007-06-19T18:04:07.447-07:00

Do you fall into any of these categories? Be honest now.1. The Promise Breaker. You make promises to go for mamak or a movie and 9 times out of 10 never show up.2. The Double Crosser. You have a habit of saying nasty things about your friend to other people until they stop talking to your friend. I think this one is for ladies only.3. The Self Absorbed. You can't stop talking about yourself. You

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That was my response when I when to PPS & Sarawho expecting to see bundles of Fathers Day blog dedications but only found a handful. So pathetic compared to the oodles of well-wishers on Mother's Day.So what does this mean? That most bloggers don't bother about Father's Day? I dunno but as someone who will be a father (hopefully) some day, it sort of got me thinking. Unlike in my other home (the

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This is the 5th day I've used Safari 3 on my Windows XP machine. To cut to the chase here's my review:Things I like1. Sleek gunmetal grey interface2. Fast. Media-rich pages load noticeably faster than with Firefox and IE. No kidding.3. The standard fonts have better contrast than FF and IE and are easier to read, especially if you're into text-heavy stuff like blogs.4. The URL window at the top

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Thanks to the few who graciously responded to my questionnaire on the net and my friends on terra firma, it seems that most girls I asked (more than 60%) seem to prefer guys who are socialites with normal body type. Meaning type a2 according my questionnaire.That means I lost my bet with my buddy Ken: one dinner on the finding that most girls prefer type d3, i.e. an opinionated SOB, big on

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-56868134598177606622007-06-12T05:16:00.000-07:002007-06-12T05:20:32.225-07:00

This post is targetted more to girls but guys are welcome to chip in too.Question 1. Which type of character do you find most attractive in a person.a. Social type, nice guy, friendly to everyoneb. Strong silent typec. Flamboyant type, wants to be seen and appreciatedd. Opinionated SOB, big on attitude, swears a lote. Non-conformist, ponytailed, bad dresserf. Natural born leader, a talkerQuestion

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This week starts of with a rant. But that's what I've been doing in the last couple of posts haven't I. Anyway who cares.My jokers for the week (one for each day):1. People who speak extra loudly in a closed public place like a restaurant not caring if the whole world hears them.2. People who arrogantly talk down to others thinking they have THE answer to riches, not realizing the person they're

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I have a habit of acknowledging every sms I get by sending back an answer even if its a simple "Ok" or "Yes". My friends, well most of them do the same. None of us like to talk to a brick wall.I know someone who doesn't. His reasons are always, "I was driving". "I'm too busy". "I forgot". "Hah? Must reply meh?".So a few times after sending this friend of mine smses like "Meet you at 7pm in

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Go to any mamak stall or 24-hour nasi kandar shop and you will notice one thing. There are no she-mamaks. Not one. Okay there might be one or two ladies (non-mamak) helping out but from what I can see, the mamak shop business is monopolized exclusively by men.Anybody know why?Still on this topic. Some mamak shops serve more than roti, tandoori and mee goreng. Some are into western food, thai food

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So much has happened in the last 24 hours. Accidents, emergency rooms, leveraged buyouts, migration planning. How I wish the world is this simple.

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...to withdraw money from the ATM?Three according to this picture. One to insert the card, one to key in the PIN, and one to say "Hey what the ^%$! you guys aren't doing it right."It would've been funnny if there wasn't 5 people in line waiting and fidgeting as these three tried to crack the DaVinci code of ATMs. But honestly why is it that in this day and age, its so common to see people still

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To balance out the last post I wrote, I must be fair and say that guys are as emo and irrational as girls too. Yes, we are all happy irrational people.Girl: Why do you love me?Guy: I dunno. I just think you’re nice.Girl: But surely there must be a reason right? Is it my looks, my charm?Guy: (Getting restless) I said I like means I like lah. What time is it?Girl sighs happily. They ride off into

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Sometimes I scratch my head when guys and girls argue. Girl: Why didn't you call me last night?Guy: My handphone battery went dead and I couldn't get home till midnight.Girl: But I waited till 1am!Guy: I was too tired darling. I'm sorry if I kept you waiting.Girl: (sob sob, sniff sniff) You don't love me any more.Guy: Of course I do. I told you I was just too tired and I didn't want to wake you

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The current formula one season is a non-starter for me. I've been a fan of Mclaren the underdog for years and things have turned around for them. They're now the dominant force.So why do I say its a non-starter? It has something to do with the word underdog. I've always been a supporter of strong underdogs. Teams that have the machinery, guts, talent and attitude but are somehow beaten to the

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-66191535138052217682007-05-28T09:13:00.000-07:002007-05-28T23:53:47.423-07:00

Business is booming in New York City. Not tattoo or body piercing shops but the tattoo removal business. That's according to CNN.Apparently many wall street executives and young mothers who once clamored to have tattoos done are now clamoring to get them off, permanently. Enter the laser tattoo removal peeps.We asians are smarter. We've got tatts that wear off after 2 weeks. But I'm not sure

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A couple of tv ads by Celcom lingers in my mind although not for the reasons the ad maker would have intended.The first one is the weeping woman who sobs away as she watches a soccer match on telly. I dunno if she's crying because she lost a huge bet or her boyfriend left her but she's clearly distressed.The second one, probably of the same series, is about a man who laughs uncontrollably to the

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Gallivanter asked an interesting question in his blog: Why is it both men and women accept lesbians as part of society, but not gays. Here's the answer I posted:I'll answer the 2nd part first. Actually I found that many of my male friends have no problem with gays but due to peer pressure, they have to act as if its not ok. Its an image thing. When you're trying to be seen as an alpha male, you

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You've heard this one I'm sure.A shopowner woke up one day to discover that a new business had moved in next door. At the front of the shop was a big bold sign that said "Wee Kean Fatt." Not to be outdone, he called up his signage supplier who promptly came and hoisted up the sign "Soh Kean Wee."Ok, I stumbled on a shop that sounded like the first part of the joke. Well sort of.Anybody know a

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A bit of self criticism for today. I find its ironic when men associate certain jobs with the 'weaker' sex when it is them who are at the top of the category. Examples:Culinary artsFashion designerInterior designerBotanistFine artsTailorHair stylistMasseuseModeling (some men are more beautiful than women :D)Aren't all these dominated by men?But I must be fair and say that men also top other

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Some people develop a curious reflex action of starting every sentence with "No lah!!" even though there's nothing to disagree with. Example: A: Yay!! Its Friday, thank god.B: Nahh lah! Friday oso u want to jump up and down.I've been wondering about the benefits of this style of vehement disagreement to nothing in particular and this is what I want to analyze today, because I think there's more

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At the midnight tai pai thong (big row of hawkers) the other night, a friend - one of the very few who knows I blog - asked me why do I continue blogging when hardly anyone bothers to leave comments. He also noticed that I have no ads. No adsense. No nuffnang. No paid reviews. So why waste my time?This is probably a good place for me to say why I blog. I blog because I want to keep a diary. The

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Some time ago I arrived at the conclusion that Malaysia actually sits in the Bermuda triangle, unknown to most people. If you don't know what the Bermuda triangle is, it's an infamous part of the world where things defy the laws of logic.In no other part of the world can you see cars turning left when they signal right, driving slow in the fast lane and driving towards you on a one-way street.

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When I was 16 I had my first date ever with a girl who was 2 years older than I was. I was a coward then and she was the one who asked me out. I never thought about the age difference but I do remember being awed at how she handled the waiters at the place we went: a cozy pizza parlor in the suburbs of Chicago where I went to school. I was wowed that she actually drove her mom's car like an

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Everyone's wary of a salesman. The funniest thing is that even a salesman would avoid meeting another salesman. Why?I guess people generally hate the idea of being sold to, of being led down the path to spend on something they don't need. Just look at all the people trying to shove their wares to you at the department store, especially at the fragrance department.I'm like everyone else. I'll

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-14836633929093340032007-05-14T22:27:00.000-07:002007-05-14T17:10:27.090-07:00

I bet everyone can name examples where money is power but not everyone can quote when money is NOT power. I mean the power to zap away problems. So let me quote a few.When a kidnapper takes your loved ones. When you're robbed. When you're ripped off into paying more just because you look rich. When people say unkind words to you because they wanted more. When your gf or bf leaves you because of

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-9540457005792719302007-05-13T22:40:00.000-07:002007-05-13T22:45:53.107-07:00

Poor "Ice man" Kimi Raikonnen. Last year's championship eluded him because his Mclaren car had reliability problems big time, so much so that it became predictable. Whenever he's this close to clinching a race, you'll know there's bound to be a suspension problem here, a tire problem there to force him into early retirement. You could even set up a betting counter to accept bets on what part of

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I hate member get member schemes.A friend of mine tried to soft sell me something the other day. I was partly amused and partly annoyed. Amused because being a normally shy and quiet guy, he's a disaster at selling. Annoyed because I hate to see a good relationship commercialized. Ok, maybe its just me but I always have this thing against profiting from friends and loved ones. Money has a way of

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This post is a little awkward for me as I'm not a parent but I recently saw a couple of sights that nauseated me.First, a mother of 3 who makes it an almost daily affair to simultaneously beat all her children aged 1-5. The weapon is a plastic clothes hanger. The whippings can be heard a couple of houses away and if you could turn off the screams, the sound of the hanger's impact with the body is

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-23822202840031385682007-05-05T21:26:00.000-07:002007-05-05T21:34:15.864-07:00

[Don't worry no spoliers ahead]Cross Spiderman 1 & 2, Mask and the Powerpuff Girls and what do you get? Yep, Spiderman 3.For a Saturday night, the GSC at 1 Utama wasn't packed as it normally would be and I had no trouble smuggling something into the cinema. Not a video camera obviously but a can of Pringles potato chips since there was nothing at the popcorn stand that could last me through the

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What is it with Malaysians and loud noise.I was at a 24-hour mamak stall last night with some friends, one of those corner shop affairs that would set up its chairs and tables al fresco (under the open sky) after dusk. Nowadays its becoming fashionable for mamak shops to show soccer matches on a large screens placed outdoors, with sound system cranked up loud. Except this wasn't the only source

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-78117094783630925262007-05-02T06:19:00.000-07:002007-05-02T06:29:30.458-07:00

I thought I had the answer to this but somewhow I found myself stumped when someone asked me the question yesterday.Well actually the first thing that came to my mind was the old Singaporean "5C" answer a.k.a. Cash, car, credit card, condo, cock.Now the last item has to be mentioned because out of 100 people walking down Orchard Road that looks like a guy, some are not really guys if you know

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I'm about to get on a long overseas flight yet again and Bryan's Cafe won't be updated for a week. I should be back 30th April. Till then take care, be good and always remember to wear protection boys and girls :PBryan

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To some, Cho is the aggressor. To others he is the victim. I think he's both. From CNN you could see all the signs of someone who buckled under peer pressure starting from high school where he was teased and told to go back to China (he's korean). Who knows what untold stories there are, probably from elementary school about how he may have been bullied for being different. You could see it in

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-11806273968819620552007-04-15T23:05:00.000-07:002007-04-16T01:36:44.808-07:00

A man will think about sex every 52 seconds while the subject tends to cross women's minds just once a day according to this report.Do you believe it?For me, the researcher is wrong. Actually man thinks about sex ALL the time. He just doesn't realize it.Let me illustrate. Aherm. You see, whatever man does, it is connected to enhancing the opportunity to pass along his genes. Nice cars, clothes,

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According to this British report, the sight of a pretty woman is enough to throw a man's decision-making skills into disarray, making him more likely to accept unfair offers then men who are not easily aroused. The higher the testosterone levels, the more vulnerable he is to such stimulus.I can vouch for that. My good buddies who are forever distracted by big boobies can never seem to keep a job.

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Would anyone date your child if they had names like these?Amber MoenningAnita HoareChris KlitgaardCookie MunsterCraven DickDr. Harry C. BeaverGae HookerHarry HookerHarry KokHugh WillieIma HoggIma GoodmanJack SchittJim Laucher (pronounced locker)Jim ShuJim SoxJo KingLong HardenNelson ArsePhilip HiscockRichard Finder (aka Dick Finder)Richard Hertz (aka Dick Hertz)Richard Holder (aka Dick Holder)

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I've been pondering about the race economics.Winners of The Amazing Race get US 1 million.Winners of The Amazing Race Asia get US 100,000.Both races are are equally punishing.I assume both series are broadcast to the world audience. Ok lets say I'm wrong and TARA is broadcast only in Asia. The number of people living within AXN Asia's broadcast range (hence viewership hence ad dollars) is at

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This is my very own list of habits of annoying bosses.1. Indecision and refusal to make decisions.2. Putting the blame on you even though they were the one who decided to proceed.3. Blatant favoritism.4. Cluelessness.5. Manipulativeness.6. Badmouthing their own staff to others.7. Management by intimidation / terrorism.And for annoying employees:1. Cluelessness.2. Demand recognition for activity

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-30485334201230371882007-04-08T21:04:00.000-07:002007-04-08T21:26:16.346-07:00

While its normal for the ordinary joe to mispronounce spoken English, I think its appalling when our radio and TV professionals do it. This little exchange on radio happened some time ago. I won't mention the station ID.DJ (excited): Correct!! And the weiner of the contest is.... Bryan!!!! Bryan (shocked): What did you call me?If you must know what a weiner is, its the long brown thing between

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-49229953384751863362007-04-08T18:54:00.000-07:002007-04-08T19:18:13.180-07:00

For me, yesterday's race was such a yawn I had to struggle to keep awake after the first half hour.I had hoped for some rain showers to spice things up. Didn't happen. I had expected Kimi to be more aggressive. Didn't happen. I had expected some wheel-to-wheel banging at the start line. Didn't happen. I had expected some awesome overtaking moves. Didn't happen. Well there was one but one swallow

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1. They ring u once, hang up and expect u to call back. And if you don't, they harrass you by repeating it every few minutes for the whole hour.2. They don't identify themselves and start talking as soon as you pick up the phone. They assume you know who they are and that you're free to talk even if its 2am.3. They ring u up, keep silent and wait for you to say something first.4. After being told

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-41890017429238910602007-04-03T16:56:00.000-07:002007-04-03T17:06:21.952-07:00

Do you own one?

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Do you have friends who has the answer to everything?I have a few. They are high IQ people who never say "I don't know". If you want to know how the toilet works or why people fart, go ask them.They are the real-life embodiment of Dexter of the cartoon series Dexter's Lab who has an explanation and technological answer to every problem in his life.Would I want to know how everything works, to

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-29272951188345378892007-03-28T07:44:00.000-07:002007-03-29T19:47:27.357-07:00

Someone once asked me what would I buy if I had all the money in the world. The funny thing I remember was that cars weren't the first thing to hit my mind. It was 4th. First was traveling, 2nd a house, 3rd my own business, 4th a better car. 4th? It doesn't sound right but thats what happened.My friend Ah Loon did the unthinkable. He just took delivery of a brand new BMW 318 and tied himself

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-52371807174786590792007-03-27T16:46:00.000-07:002007-03-28T18:36:55.148-07:00

"You can run from the cold but you can never run from the heat"- A good friend o'mineOf late we've been hit with extremely bad weather, as in very hot days with cloudless blue skies.It was sweltering hot in KL yesterday, so hot that you could literally cook an egg on the pavement.My ideal environment is a cool 10 deg C but since I am in the tropics, I'll settle for a day-long thunderstorm with

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-40574810229385579032007-03-25T21:47:00.000-07:002007-03-27T16:44:42.200-07:00

Got foul-mouthed friends who think its cool to use expletives in every other sentence?I do. Sometimes its funnny but sometimes its not. Somehow my mind has learned to sift through the garbage and pick up only words that have meaning.I used to wonder why people think its cool to be potty mouthed. It is after all the native language of the crass and educationally challenged. Somehow I missed the

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-32349190195652826942007-03-24T23:07:00.000-07:002007-03-25T19:37:20.633-07:00

I became a weekend counselor for my cousin who was fresh out of university, had enough of bumming around and is now looking for work. Since I've done the thinking, might as well blog about it.For me there's no single magic solution or criteria because lets get real, when one is desperate and hungry, what job criteria is there to talk about.If you are looking for a job, you probably fit into one

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a. Walk right past him/her and pretend he/she doesn't existb. Treat him/her like your long lost friend, exchange phone numbers and invite him/her out for drinks to catch upc. Treat him/her like an acquaintance and make excuses to cut the contact shortd. Give him/her a furious "I hate you" look and walk right one. Freeze in your tracks not knowing what to doI've not seen my ex for years and the

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-47288107188678662522007-03-22T19:20:00.000-07:002007-03-22T19:24:32.084-07:00

Normal people plan their sexual activity around when they want to have a baby. Do you believe it 'cause its what most parents want their children to believe whenever the topic comes up.Let me tell you something you already know. When a man goes to the beach and has an erection after spotting a sexy dame in a bikini, having a baby with her is the last thing he has on his mind. Its all about having

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-57095411897717217442007-03-18T23:05:00.000-07:002007-03-19T18:33:18.450-07:00

Do you know how to get from here to here in less than a year?I have a way for you. Think TOILETS. Just imagine:- 30 sen per entry.- 5 suckers...err... people per minute.- 300 people an hour.- 3600 in 12 hours (typical day 10am-10pm)- Rm1,080 in collections per day.- RM32,400 per month- Monthly cost of 2 full-time cleaners: Rm2,000 (cheaper if illegal worker)- Monthly cost of cleaning detergent:

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-91523066968934318832007-03-18T06:27:00.000-07:002007-03-18T06:48:34.940-07:00

Two-thirds of my prediction came true. Yesterday I predicted these results:#1 Kimi#2 Alonso#3 MassaAnd today the actual results are:#1 Kimi#2 Alonso#3 HamiltonFerrari driver Felipe Massa finished 6th after being forced to start from the back of the grid. That's the price to pay for an engine change after it broke down during Saturday qualifying.The maiden race of the 2007 season was relatively

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-77593242085723066922007-03-16T04:31:00.000-07:002007-03-16T04:48:04.196-07:00

Woohoo, another reason to party on Saturdays and Sundays! Tomorrow the season kicks off in Melbourne. Qualifying's at 10:57am Malaysian time and the actual race day is on Sunday 11:00am. Tune in to Astro Star Sports channel to watch. I've been a McLaren fan for years but since Kimi Raikonnen (right) has moved to Ferrarri, I'll be rallying behind Ferrarri this season. Go Ice Man, the next world

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-88377793550725294002007-03-13T04:15:00.000-07:002007-03-15T17:22:46.301-07:00

Not me lar, the baby next door. The little tyke hasn't stoppped crying for the last half an hour. I don't understand how such a small package can produce so much noise pollution. Its driving me nuts.If there's one thing I salute about women, it is their ability to handle a crying baby and not pull their hair out in frustration. Without them, I have no doubt mankind would have gone extinct long

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-14854630730236167002007-03-12T04:06:00.000-07:002007-03-14T17:46:55.778-07:00

I never had the chance to own a telescope but I hope to some day, if I can save enough. It would be fantastic to see the great spot of Jupiter and the rings of Saturn with my own eyes.All this started off when I was a kid when I had this habit of staring at the night sky. The twinkly little lights mystified me to no end. And then it happened. One night I saw not one but three streaks of light

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Men? Gossip? Of course not. That's an insult to our masculinity :DWe're men. We comment and give heads ups. In fact we move entire stock markets by passing secret leads to one another. We always make our friends swear that they will never repeat it to anyone else. If by lunchtime, half the town knows our secret lead, we'll tell them it's market talk. Its very normal.The other thing men don't do

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-15542002335034298832007-03-11T17:50:00.000-07:002007-03-11T19:57:49.840-07:00

As a boy I would drive my mum crazy with my questions. One of them was why my uncles and aunties never shopped together. If its my uncle, he would walk with other male members of the family and if its my auntie, she'd go with her daughters or female cousins.Oklah, silly question. Relationships are like fish. The older it gets, the smellier it becomes. But is there some psychogical or biological

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-41079007386691783232007-03-08T18:57:00.000-08:002007-03-09T18:03:42.750-08:00

Following my review in Part 1 where I covered mostly the software aspect of Astromax, let me now talk about its physical aesthetics. I'll keep it short and sweet because in all honesty there isn't much to say about it.The Pros:It fits into the last vacant shelf of my AV cabinetThe Cons:1. The red LED on the front panel is irritatingly distracting. Why does it have to be sooo RED, sooo COARSE and

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-39959590242409077962007-03-08T03:08:00.000-08:002007-03-08T19:01:49.252-08:00

I can't believe it. After an end-of-season hiatus, my favorite cartoon is making a comeback to Nickleodeon. Yay!!The Avatar has been the reason why I wake up on Saturday mornings. It sits right up there with my favorites like Samurai Jack and Teen Titans.If the word cartoon conjures up pictures of Tom and Jerry to you, rest assured The Avatar is of a different genre. Very different. The Avatar

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-45701838059609533402007-03-07T22:14:00.000-08:002007-03-07T22:17:32.419-08:00

Of all the local blog articles on Women's Day so far, I like Minishort's the most. She spoke my mind, especially the part on people's penchant to hype on one thing one particular day and then revert to the same old routine the next day.I'm all for equality and but the truth is, many women I know like chivalry, that "ladies first" priviledge or an acknowledgement by men that women want to be

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There are two characters in the tv series Heroes that I'd rather not watch.First is Niki Sanders the single mother. I find it mentally draining just watching her struggle with her alter ego Jessica episode after episode. They keep coming back to the same old scenes in the garage, playing the same awful background music and reading the same old script. Ever since Jessica's first appearance,

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-7262786034852087822007-03-07T03:32:00.000-08:002007-03-07T03:47:10.014-08:00

Only barely 4 weeks into blogging and dear Anucia already tagged me. And up till 15 minutes ago, I hadn't the faintest idea what tagging meant. Oklah I admit I'm still new to blogging but lets see if I get this right: I now have to tell 6 weird things about myself and tag 6 others right? Shouldn't there be a third 6 to make it a merry "666"? Guess not.Ok since u asked for it,1. I cook (but

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-57025513608667016142007-03-04T15:35:00.000-08:002007-03-05T17:39:32.154-08:00

I dunno but it might explain why women take so blardy long to reverse their cars out of the parking lot.Man:Get in, start car, reverse, drive off.Woman:Get in, clear back seat to stash bags, adjust seat belt, complain a bit about seat being too low, adjust rear view mirror, start engine, let it warm up a bit, take tissue to wipe something off the face, adjust aircon, see if hair in order, one

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-90558429726005337362007-03-04T02:12:00.000-08:002007-03-04T16:06:59.348-08:00

This character from the tv series Heroes cracks me and makes the series endearing, for me at least.For one, its his screen character. Hiro is a nerdy otaku who can bend space and time and teleport himself. His childlike characterization of an innocent guy to the point of stupid is simply hilarious. He gets taken for a ride a lot, especially by his colleague and best friend Ando Masahashi who

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-12126097256091700862007-03-03T19:50:00.000-08:002007-03-03T21:40:36.575-08:00

He: Are you hiding something?Me: The hell I'm not. Why do you think I'm wearing clothes, dum dum?That was an extract of a conversation I had with Wee Shan a friend of mine yesterday. We were trying to figure out what his girlfriend meant when she said he should have told her everything. We were struggling to decipher what 'everything' meant.Shan's girlfriend had somehow got hold of an old photo

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-10187170495683720122007-03-01T15:10:00.000-08:002007-03-01T16:46:52.484-08:00

I dunno what got into my parents and grandma last night but they ganged up on me at the dinner table, dropping all kind of hints. Have my mum been reading my blogs? Oh crap, die lah.Their reasons why I shouldn't wait 'too long'?1. I'm not getting any younger2. Shirley (my gf) is not getting any younger3. I don't wanna get lonely when I grow old4. My parent's house is too big and quiet and they

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Does your choice of underwear say something about you? Apparently yes according to this site.An excerpt on Women (its got Men's too):Boy shorts or thong: Women who don these are confident go-getters who enjoy a challenge. They like to show off their curves, are outgoing, and open to new things. They also enjoy not having a panty line when they wear pants. They like the thong because it makes them

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How many men out there have no regrets about getting married? I mean truly no regrets?This is my own male perspective of it which I know will be very different than a female's. It is a perspective of the other side nonetheless.If there's one thing a man treasures more than most, its his own freedom. The freedom to do what he wants, go where he wants and when he wants, usually without having to

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-48014368600790923152007-02-27T17:25:00.000-08:002007-02-27T17:42:30.626-08:00

Familiarity breeds contempt. I see it everyday, among spouses and friends. Here's a silly question. Is it true that the less you know someone, the more you're likely to love him or her?Funny as it sounds, I have friends who've fallen out of love because there's nothing more to learn about their partners, or so they say. They tell me things have become too routine. Its always back to the same old

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-1572493306698579822007-02-27T01:09:00.000-08:002007-02-27T01:17:29.925-08:00

My simple answer is no but people - whether employers or customers - naturally want to get the upper hand.When I was in school, mathematics was my worst subject. My mind operated in a world of fuzzy logic, not precise logic and so I excelled in the arts. If I got a C or D in maths and chemistry I'd run around and hoot in celebration because I didn't get an F. Something happened after I graduated

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-506797863250596362007-02-26T20:04:00.000-08:002007-02-26T20:11:14.643-08:00

Do you know that you are connected to Queen Elizabeth by 6 individuals or less? I am. This is an actual situation.Link 1: I have a classmate who works for Singapore Airlines. Link 2: She has a British boyfriend.Link 3: Her bf's father is a cousin to one officer in Buckingham Palace. Link 4: That officer reports to his superior, the top man in charge of diplomatic affairs.Link 5: That man is very

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-43916205886570842332007-02-24T22:04:00.000-08:002007-02-24T22:14:13.442-08:00

I would and I have, and some of my friends think that's being a loser.But I think I know why. Its all to do with the reason why we go out. When I do go out alone (and that's not very often), I have a clear mission and my mind is focused on that. It may to buy a remote controlled car, a CD, or a movie. Bumping into a friend is a bonus.But my friends are different. They're the type that would only

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-52958162255518924422007-02-24T05:44:00.000-08:002007-02-24T05:53:30.797-08:00

"If someone strikes you on the right cheek, turn to him the other also."(Matthew 5:38-42, NIV)I've met my share of strange people but this one lady, a family friend, ranks very high on my fruitcake list.She's a granny, Chinese, around 65 and a professed christian. She was boasting today about how a young man tried to cheat her in an investment 10 years ago, how she verbally cursed him and how she

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-84408120642117152892007-02-22T01:35:00.000-08:002007-02-22T02:12:34.178-08:00

I don't know if anyone noticed but there seems to be a rash of superhero shows of late. What started off as a trickle about 20 years ago with early versions of Superman and Batman has steadily grown with latter-day versions of X-Men, Spiderman, Fantastic Four, Ghost Rider and Heroes the tv series.Personally I can't wait for a real life movie of the Powerpuff Girls. I'm curious to see who will

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-12467507960085837482007-02-21T22:46:00.000-08:002007-02-21T23:14:44.832-08:00

No that's not the official movie poster but it should have been.I saw the movie last night. Its a rempit movie on steroids complete with traffic-snarling road stunts. I'm predicting we'll soon see a horde of local Johnny Blazes (Nicholas Cage) wannabes, possibly entire rempit gangs built on his persona. After all the important ingredients are there. Bikes, chicks, supportive onlookers, glamour,

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-87487100540475230172007-02-20T23:17:00.000-08:002007-02-20T23:20:59.246-08:00

Amusement has risen to new heights. Read this sickening report.We're not gonna make it past this millenium are we.

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We all know the internet became phenomenally popular for two reasons - porn and gambling.So pray tell, what crosses your mind when you see a middle-aged tudunged makcik at Low Yat Plaza haggling over the price of a 50-pack of DVD-Rs like it was ikan tenggiri? That's a whopping 285GB of storage space.a. She wants to save her mp3 collection and she has over a million songsb. She wants to clone some

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-19048556326940775532007-02-20T06:52:00.000-08:002007-02-20T07:20:23.627-08:00

I hate going to the ATM. I hate seeing people's IQs drop below room temperature as soon as they come into contact with an ATM. But I have no choice.I went to an ATM at 1U today. There were 3 people in front of me and I saw 3 irritating habits.The senile withdrawerThe frontmost person was a lady, around her 40's. I think she could not remember her PIN. She slowly and hesitantly pecks in her digits

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-33196287290308455002007-02-19T17:23:00.000-08:002007-02-19T21:41:16.843-08:00

Unless it's perched high up on a granite cliff or you enjoy snorkeling in your living room.It seems that an ommission in earlier reports on global warming painted a misleading picture of the crisis. To quote this Guardian article "Climate change: scientists warn it may be too late to save the ice caps", "The revelation comes as a new report points out that greenhouse gas emissions running into

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Feeling bored at home on CNY weekend, I watched a Shrek 2 rerun with my wee little cousins the other day. I don't know about you but I was completely turned off by the movie. Its like watching a torturous cross between Beauty and The Beast and Coyote Ugly. Call me old fashioned but if you have an enchanted fairy tale to tell, then for pete's sake tell an enchanted fairy tale. Why pollute it with

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Bryan's Cafe will be closed for CNY break. We will reopen shop next Monday or Tuesday. Until then, xi nien kwai ler, wan shi ru yi. And drive safely.

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There was an old joke that made its rounds when I was in high school.Question: Why do societies allow men to have more than one wife but not for women to have more than one husband?Answer: Because if the latter happened and if there was a child, nobody will know who the father is.Back then, we dorks would laugh at anything even if it was a lame-assed joke. But one party that sure ain't laughing

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Now that the silly season that is valentine has passed, I can safely move on to more down-to-earth things.I was intrigued by a discussion on lowyat.net forum about the international debate on global warming. As with any worthwhile issue, there are 2 strongly opposing camps - countries that signed the Kyoto agreement and countries that didnt. One side says that humans are to blame for the warming

Bryanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17590361566438911373noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8617608661277074630.post-31378251716528691022007-02-13T19:13:00.001-08:002007-02-13T19:20:03.380-08:00

So my favorite channels on tv are 60 and 62. Those are Astro's. I don't watch RTM and Media Prima stuff. If you don't know, 60 is Nickelodeon and 62 Cartoon Channel. Yeah dude, cartoons rock. Can't live without 'em.People who know me cannot reconcile the fact. You? they'd sputter. Cartoons? But you talk like someone who's wired to CNBC and Bloomberg.Huh? Since when does what you watch define you?

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'Tis the day when everyone faithfully picks up the cue from the shopping malls and their friends' smses to subject themselves to being ripped off, all in the name of appearing romantic. Being the professional wet blanket that I am, let me lay down the cards on what Valentine's day means to me.So tell me again, why do people need a special day to express their love to someone? When one is truly in

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I'm a huge fan of Maximum Exposure, Sports Disasters, World's Most Amazing Videos - you know, the stuff they show on AXN. What awes me is not so much the "man triumphing over nature" mantra of these shows but the incredible stupidity of man in getting himself into trouble. I mean, how else would you describe the act of jumping roof-to-roof on a bicycle, crashing down and breaking some bones and

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Sunday is my no holes barred day so I am going to rant.I've had quite enough of my neighbour's daily screamings at his live-in girlfriend. It's been going on day and night for months. I normally steer clear of other people's domestic problems but when it starts to deprive me of my slumber every other night, I have to draw the line. And its not just me. The whole neighborhood is pissed off.When

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I was tempted to write a review of Astromax the day after I got it but didn't think it would be fair so I decided to wait a month before doing it. Astromax has been a blessing. In just 4 weeks I managed to fill up my 80GB drive to 70% or approximately 40 hours of shows. Yes my Max is loaded because my life doesn't revolve around Astro's schedule, which is the primary reason why I got Astromax in

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The Amazing Races Asia Memories episode last night was lame. Downright lame. Ok, I knew it was a chance for some of their bigger sponsors to hawk their wares so I was prepared for some unashamed in-your-face product positioning. Interestingly they never did this in the American series. Ok fine. But what I didn't expect was how the entire episode was nothing but a tourist video masquerading as the

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