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Monday, July 21, 2008

The Star's R.AGE and Book Talk

Dear friends,

Recently I was lucky enough to get some exposure through The Star's R.AGE, a special pullout that is circulated to schools,colleges and universities. I owe this Phui Yee from The Star. Thanks Phui Yee!

Check out the pics!









Also, this Saturday I will be at MPH Midvalley to do a book talk! It will be my first time in such an event, so if you are around, do drop by and say hi!

Details : -

Venue : MPH Midvalley Megamall
Date : 26 July 2008
Time : 3-4pm


Cheers all! Another post coming soon!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Have you ever?

Nowadays, everyone is caught up with our differences. Race, religion, sexual orientation, favourite Power Puff Girl, etc etc. I think it is more important to touch upon our similarities, things that we ALL experience in isolation, but can be grouped together as a universal similarity ,shared by all, regardless of our purported differences. These are the things that I believe we all happen to do one time or the other : -

Have you ever …

…while the owner of an economy rice or nasi kandar stall is estimating what he should charge for your plate of rice and assorted dishes, silently pray the he under-charges you?

…gotten annoyed at your friend’s emo messages that they post next to their nickname on MSN?

…while driving on a busy highway, wished you had rocket launchers installed on your car?

… popped up the hood of the engine when the car breaks down, despite the fact that deep down, you know that it won’t make a difference anyway because you ain’t no mechanic and can’t tell the radiator from the timing belt?

…wondered why Superman didn’t use his X-ray vision to check out Lois Lane naked?

…and incidentally, wondered how the hell can people think Clark Kent and Superman are two different people? I mean, just by putting on spectacles? Someone alert the police on this new form of disguise!

…secretly laughed at your friend who has put on a bit of weight?

…secretly worried that your friend who has lost a bit of weight will laugh at you because now, you have relatively ‘put on a bit of weight?”.

…been a teensy bit worried that one day, perhaps years from now, you might just discover that you are homosexual? Or if you’re homosexual, discover that you are actually heterosexual?

…wanted to stab the groin of friends who show you their photos taken during the most recent holiday, which you spent sitting at home, blogging your daily life down to every last boring detail?

…thought of the possibility that you are the ONLY sentient human on this EARTH, and everyone around you, including your parents, loved ones,friends, are all hollow robots commanded by God to give you an illusion of a normal life? I mean, have you ever opened them up to see if their bones and nerves are really frames and wires?

…laughed at guys who drive Kancils?

…wanted to die your hair neon purple just for the heck of it?

…wondered why cineplexes don’t install rocket launchers that blast out moviegoers who fail to put their handphone on silent and answer their handphones when it rings?

…seen a blind man begging on a street who happens to wear a watch and wonder to yourself, ‘What’s the purpose of the watch?’?

…felt sorry for security guards, toll booth operators, toilet cleaners, road sweepers, garbage collectors, grass cutters, construction workers, petrol pump attendants, etc. because their job is tough and boring?

... and then realized that your job is ALSO tough and boring?

…had a haircut at an Indian barber shop and felt that all the barbers around you are literally making fun of YOU behind your back and there’s nothing you can do about it because you can’t understand Tamil?

…realized that when you really think about it, Nicol David is actually kinda hot?

…wished that perhaps one day, someone really rich and famous will stumble upon your blog, and be so impressed by it that he offers you a million dollars?

…sung to yourself in the shower and realize that damn, you are actually much better than Josh Groban and Rihanna, just that you didn’t have the opportunity and proper exposure?

…typed an SMS about Person A to be sent to Person B but you end up sending the SMS to Person A instead? For instance,

[ hey john, omg im secretly laffing cos Jason put on some weight ]

1) Okay
2) Phonebook
3) Scroll down
4) Jason Handphone
5) Send!

…wished that every time someone ‘miss calls’ you because he is too stingy to actually spend credit calling you, your handphone sends a covert signal to a satellite that triangulates the position of your ‘miss caller’ and then arms the rocket launchers in your car to blast him and his family to oblivion?

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Gangsterism

Everyone has a gang. You have a gang. I have a gang. Not the gun-toting, protection-money dependent kinda gangs. I mean your group of close friends. Your own close-knit community. Your bunch of galpals and rude dudes. Your posse. Your gang.

“Hey why are you alone?Where’s your gang?”
“Mom, I’m going out with the gang!”
“ Hey gang, let’s watch that movie together!”

Some gangs may only have 3 or 4 members. Some may be up to 20, depends on how well they tolerate each other. But what I have observed , during the 20 years of my life on Earth, is that all gangs share a similar pattern. Young gangs or old gangs,big gangs or small gangs, college gangs or office gangs, they all share a common pattern.

When it comes to membership, every gang has at least one : -

1) Fat Person that everyone calls Fatty. Or, if your gang is particularly cruel, Slimmy.

2) Hot Girl that almost every guy in the same gang has tried to get it on with, but to their dismay, she ultimately settles for an uglier guy or someone outside the gang

3) Guy of Questionable Sexuality. This is the only one who did not try to get it on with the above Hot Girl.

4) Pervert. This is the master of porn downloads, and has memorized all the Japanese AV Idols.

5) Romeo. The guy who was the FIRST to try it on with the Hot Girl. Always has a girlfriend, much to the disdain of Guy of Questionable Sexuality

6) Kiasu A scorer. Hardly hangs out with the gang, but is kept around for homework help and occasional exam tips. He needs the gang too,to be reminded of how conversation with humans take place.

7) Sad Minority. This is the funniest one. The only Indian in an all Chinese gang or the only Chinese in an all Indian gang, or other various permutations. Usually speaks with the same accent/slang as the majority of the gang. Best person to make fun of.

Now, if you have scanned the list and realized that you don’t have a particular individual in your gang, then you are most definitely that person.

And before I sign off, here’s one more observation when it comes to gangs. EVERY gang has at least 2 factions that sorta dislike each other but sorta still hangs out for the sake of not declaring an all out war, which nobody benefits from and quite frankly, makes everyone look like children.

The main quarrel between the two factions usually boils down to an insignificant incident between two individuals in the gang, which will then lead to them rapidly badmouthing the other to all their supporters, and the result is the splitting of the gang into two. This usually leads to a Gang Cold War lasting a few months, then later both factions will calm down diplomatically and still hang with each other.

I speaks the troof, don’t I?

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

We don't complain

My biology teacher once said that humans need three things to survive : Food, water and oxygen. I think she was sorely mistaken. Malaysian humans need to do 5 things to survive

1) Eat
2) Breathe
3) Drink water
4) Buy a handphone
5) Not to complain.

Nowadays, it seems that everyone is blaming the politicians for screwing us out of a better deal for us. But what about us? Do we let ourselves continuously get cheated out of a better deal for ourselves?

And really, are the politicians the only ones that are cheating us? When was the last time you went to a mamak stall or a hawker stall and got served a ‘drink’ which consists solely of 100% ice cubes and a few atoms of Milo ais? Have you seen the proprietors of said premises preparing drinks? The steps include : -

1) Jamming chipped ice into a cup
2) Then, when no more ice can be jammed in, they then jam MORE ice into it, bending the laws of physics.
3) Serve the drink, hoping that the patrons won’t notice the difference.

Upon slurping such drinks, what do we do next? Do we complain, or do we suck it up (quite literally) ,lest they put cockroaches into our food? More importantly, the following week, when we need a drink, what do we do? We return to the SAME mamak/hawker stall, order the SAME Milo ais, and again, we DON’T COMPLAIN. Lather, rinse, repeat.

Or how about our handphone credit? For years now, we have been taken to a dark alley, blindfolded and gagged while our wallets are being stolen, in a matter of speaking when it comes to our handphone service providers. The most blatant daylight robbery is with regards to Maxis’s prepaid plan. When you purchase RM 30 worth of credit, you are only allowed to use that RM 30 WITHIN A MONTH. After a month, you have to buy ANOTHER RM 30.

Now, let’s ask this fundamental question. I have already subscribed to Maxis, shouldn’t what I do with the credit be left entirely up to me? What if I wanted to buy RM 30 of credit to last me an entire year, because my social life is so abysmal that I don’t have anyone to call anyway? But no, every month I have to top up, in case an emergency happens, like being stuck in a toilet with no tissue paper.As of now, I have RM 1240 worth of accumulated credit which lies sullen and underused in my SIM card. Sometimes, feeling sorry for my credit, I use them to call random people and ask, “ What’s the happiest burger?”.

If you listen very closely, on a calm, still night, you can almost hear the powers that be who get away with all their sins laughing their way to blissful sleep.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

I'm backkkkk!

Dear friends,

I am BACK, and ready for more posts!!!

Cheers, and do enjoy the new slideshow I am about to put up!!

-The Man

Religion

People have begun to question not just the existence of God, but by extension the necessity of religion. I believe that people questioning God and religion is important, because the best way to attach credibility to any subject is to attack and debate about it. True? We don’t hear about people attacking and debating about things that are unnecessary, about things that absolutely do not matter in your life. Like for example, the cost of your own funeral, or whether which is better, Maxis or Digi?

But religion, aha, that’s a good subject to talk about. You see, I believe that there is a higher power that we will never understand. I also believe that God is great, and that there are many paths to Him. You see, He has different marketing strategies for different types of people. Islam, Christianity, Judaism, Hinduism, etc etc. It all leads to the same thing.

The thing about God is though, is that I believe as an almighty being, he is able to take *some* healthy constructive criticism. And although many people believe God has many faults, I would like to touch on one particular weakness of His.

He doesn’t seem to be able to manage money very well.

He always needs money! How come as an omnipotent, all-powerful being, He is always asking us for money? Can’t he produce some for himself, or at the very least, consult one of the top financial experts in the world, and ask for some advice? And why would He ask us? Aren’t we always asking HIM for money? It’s not a struggle of Good over Evil anymore, it has all boiled down to The Great Big Eternal Financial Transaction.

And nowadays, ladies and gentlemen, I notice a new religion emerging in our lives. One that doesn’t need much money.You have all heard about it, and even subscribe to this new religion, perhaps unknowingly of course. I call it Wood-ism. Have you ever seen the following scene : -

Guy A : I hope I will have enough money by the age of 40.
Guy B : Why 40?
Guy A : Because by that time, if I happen to die,or get some kind of cancer, touch wood –

Guy A touches something made of wood, perhaps a table

Guy A : at least my family is well taken care of, you know!
Guy B : Yalah, I also hope I don’t get cancer, or worse, bankrupt!

Guy B also touches the table.

Now this begs the question. What the hell is in wood, that has somehow convinced us it can prevent cancer or bankruptcy? And you know it’s not limited to just those two things. EVERYTHING can be prevented by touching wood. Failing exams? Touch wood. Dying in a car crash? Touch wood. Divorced? Touch wood. Getting sued or sacked? Touch wood. Afraid of getting a splinter? Well…maybe not that one.

What on earth is in wood? I know everyone says God is everywhere, but surely this is a little absurd? Number 1, why don’t we just say touch God and just randomly touch any object, since God is everywhere? And number 2, why wood? Why not, iron, or water, or just for kicks, fire? Hoping your house doesn’t burn down? On your stove and touch the flames. Then your house burning down will be the least of your worries.

What is the guarantee that this so called ‘wood’ will do its job? Let’s say,for argument’s sake, that someone says out loud he hopes he doesn’t get cancer, followed by uttering ‘ touch wood’ and then suiting the action to the word by touching something wooden. Then lets say 10 years later, at a clinic, the doctor says to him, “I am sorry sir, but you have cancer”.

“Cancer? Are you sure?”
“The tests are 100% conclusive. You have cancer.”
“Doc, I don’t think so. I am very confident I CANNOT get cancer”.
“How so?”
* leans forward* “ Well, don’t tell anyone this- “ * looks around for eavesdroppers*

“ - but ten years ago, I touched wood”.

The thing about Wood-ism is that it is so easy. Just touch it and your attempts at avoiding catastrophe is complete. Just touching. No need for prayer, worship, or dragging your buttocks to church, paying your weekly consultation fee, doing good, etc. It makes it seem that God’s application process seems a little too entangled with red tape compared to just touching wood.

What if it gets worse? What if real wood worship starts to really take off? What if fanatics start chaining themselves to trees to be “close to wood”, and start throwing hissy fits whenever people cut down trees to make essential things like paper for schoolkids to write their essays on and for the printing press to make newspapers, magazines and books for education? What if these overzealous people start organizations that champion the worship of wood, and attack companies that use wood to manufacture products for consumers, always pressuring them to plant more and more trees, so that the amount of wood that can be touched to prevent bad things from happening will be increased?

Well, if they do, then I suppose we can respect their opinions. But let’s hope it doesn’t get overboard.

Touch wood.

Monday, July 7, 2008

Reply to 'Feng Shui'

Every once in a while, someone intelligent posts something intelligent on this blog. Below is a response to my previous blog post on 'Feng Shui'. I appreciate the intelligent discussion that has sprung forth. Do check out TPM's comment : -

First of all, I have to admit that I do not fall head over heel with this belief in Feng Sui.I do not even practise feng sui, but I do listen and look at feng sui tips which sound and look logical to try out, in order to improve the environmental aspect.However,one must understand that feng sui is not merely about moving furnitures and facing the right direction. One must look at the esthetical and scientific aspect of Feng Sui.Feng Sui master will advise that furnitures are arranged in such a manner that will not obstruct the proper path of the house occupants.

I have seen countless arrangement of furnitures in homes which were placed hapzardly and caused inconvenience to walk through the house, sometime banging on table edges, slipping on floors, etc ....these bring bad luck to the occupants and guests alike. Occupants may be injured,cannot work and cause further misfortune to happen. Guests will shudder to visit again and friends will get lesser. All these in the name of bad feng sui if one may link it to feng sui!

Obviously people are homeless and have no furnitures to move because their lives have not been that successful or meaningful. A time will come when these homeless guys meet some generous souls and provide them with a decent living in a house, plus a job to boot, then they may realise the importance of furniture arrangement, and hopefully their lives may improve. These guys do not have to depend on Feng Sui but they may need the Feng Sui art of furniture arrangement to enhance their living environment!

Of course, if one were to invite these poor homeless souls into the house with good furniture arrangement, they may be lucky and prosperous for the moments they were there, at least.It may take me to write a few pages in answer to most of your examples but I may just reserve it for another day.

Before I pen off, "body of water" do not necessary means good luck all the time. Tsunami is definitely a bad omen.The dirty drain with filthy water flowing right in front of one's house is definitely not good for your health or sight or environment. Who wouldn't want a swimming pool in one's house if one can afford it? The kids may be very happy.However, if the swimming pool is left unkempt with stagnant water ( hey, that's bad chi la!), that probably will be a source for mosquitoes breeding and dengue fever.So, in feng Sui, there are bad chi and good chi. For me, bad chi is when bad luck occurs and good chi is when good luck occurs. Just look at it this way....I hope to be at Mid Valley on 26 Jul. May good chi befall on Jason.

Cheers TPM!

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Exams,

Dear friends,

Exams are coming, so this blog will be dormant until next weekend.After that, I will be posting more articles. Some ideas are already swirling!

Cheers,

Jason

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Feng Shui

Another reason why I believe the Chinese will never become a powerful force in the world to be reckoned has something to do with Chinese belief and culture : -

Feng Shui

Now to the uninitiated, let me explain what is feng shui to you. Let me clarify that my explanation about the fundamentals of feng shui is entirely true, and not fabricated or exaggerated in anyway for the sake of being funny. At least until I say so. So the first paragraph that follows is entirely factual.

Feng shui is the belief that one can control one’s destiny by….wait for it….changing the arrangement of your furniture in your house. This means that interior designers and home decorators are effectively masters of the universe.Feng shui practitioners believe that we can harness qi ( or chi ) by moving our sofas and TV sets in such a way that when it flows through our house, we will be…well…pretty awesome in life.

So what is Qi? Qi is…and again, I kid you not.. energy that comes from the dragon’s breath.


There are many flaws with feng shui : -

Lets start with this whole furniture arrangement business. Does this mean that people with no homes cannot have access to this wonderful art of manipulating qi? Or can the flow of qi be manipulated by choosing the right pavement to sleep on, or the right type of SUV to crawl under to sleep at night? How will homeless people manipulate the flow of qi with no homes and no furniture?

But with the power of feng shui, I believe we can solve the problem of homelessness by :-

a) building a large house with all the furniture arranged properly in accordance to qi-manipulation protocol

b) every few days or so, we invite a homeless family to live in the pre-built house

c) we wait a few days, let them breathe in all the good qi flowing nicely through the house

d) suddenly, they will be showered with prosperity ,harmony and all the goodies that come with good flowing qi, and voila, they can now afford their own homes! Without even getting a job or working hard!

Another flaw with this theory is that…if we follow the logic of feng shui, this means that if your house has bad feng shui, this means you will have bad luck or bad health, or yadda yadda all that sort of jazz. Now, I am fairly certain people like Bill Gates, the Pope, Albert Einstein, Johnny Depp, Princess Diana, Mother Theresa, George Bush, and a lot of other influential people of our history do not believe in feng shui and neither can they pronounce it properly. Yet, they seem to be doing quite well, don’t they? Or in some cases, like Princess Diana, they led pretty awesome lives. I mean, if we take feng shui as a means of wealth procurement, I am pretty sure a lot of wealthy people are doing fine without feng shui.

Then there’s this whole dragon breath business. Let me get this straight okay? Many people are not aware of this fact, particularly feng shui practitioners, so bring your face very close the screen when you read the following sentence : -

Dragons do not exist!!!!

Yes, that’s right. Dragons have been extinct for several decades now. Why? Because you know Chinese people, we eat everything that moves and even mighty dragons that fly and blow fire are no match for hungry Chinese people.

There are several feng shui tips posted on feng shui masters’ websites. Let’s look at a few, shall we?

Tip 1: Be on the lookout for bodies of water which often bring good luck

I don’t think the people who were near the bodies of water collectively known as the Killer Tsunami of 2004 will agree with this.


Tip 2: The best way to tap into the health benefits of Feng Shui is to discover the direction that is best in alignment with your best health luck according to the compass formula

No, the best way to become healthy is good diet, exercise and consult your doctor if you feel anything is wrong. If you smoke 20 cigarettes per day, sit in front of an X-ray machine and take hundreds of x-ray of your chest per day, drink nuclear waste with every meal and subsequently get lung cancer, I can almost guarantee you that the awesome feng shui of your house WILL NOT reverse your cancer.

Tips 3: Place a three legged toad in your living room near the front door for money luck.

Okay………

Tip 4 : Toilets are especially harmful, since this literally means flushing away all your marriage prospects. If you find you have a toilet placed in exactly the South-West corner of your home, and there is nothing you can do about it, then stop using this toilet altogether.

Because the best way to improve your marriage prospects is to leave faeces all over your house. The aroma of material that spent at least 2 hours in your bowels and bladder will act as a potent aphrodisiac, rendering your date or suitor unconscious, thus allowing you to do whatever you may please.

Tip 5 : Buy a indoor water fountain and place it in the south-west corner of your home, you will be amazed at the effect this can have on a relationship, or encourage a new one.

If you are not amazed by how fast the indoor water fountain can deplete your monthly savings via the water bill, you will definitely be amazed by how water-borne infections like dengue and malaria will improve your relationship.

Tip 6 ( with regards to feng shui in your work place) : If your staff always fall sick in that area, then use a metal wind chime made of 6 or 7 metal rods about 1ft long are the best as the sound of metal is the best Feng Shui cure

I think if your staff always fall sick, please send them to the doctor. A metal wind chime will not stop projectile vomiting or haemorrhoids.

Tip 7 : Crystal ball, apart from looking into future you can place on top of phone to encourage more business calls.

HOW THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO PICK UP THE PHONE?!!!!!!

That’s all for today.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

PRESS CONFERENCE / BOOK LAUNCH!!!


Dear all,
Had the press conference / book launch this Monday, 16th of June as scheduled. After many months of waiting, finally my book was launched!





Many thanks to the Irish Ambassador, His Excellency Mr. Eugene Hutchinson and his lovely wife Mrs. Adele Hutchinson, Deputy Head of Mission Eoin Duggan and all other embassy staff members for welcoming us warmly! So wonderful to hear the Irish accent again!





It was very flattering to hear the Ambassador say such nice things about my book. Important to note also that he has provided an endorsement for the book. Equally nice was signing the book that some of the people in attendance bought while cameras were flashing. Finally, I know what it's like to be a 1/100000000 as famous as a Hollywood celebrity.


Future plans for promotions include a book talk on the 26th of July at MPH, Mid Valley Megamall.If you are in town, please, do join me there!
Lastly, many thanks to Christine, Leo, Cassy, Suhana, Jin Jin and Tammy for your efforts!
More photos to come, plus during the weekend, I will start posting less self indulgent posts and back to the usual fare of posts that I think are funny.Okay?

Cheers!

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Are you a scout?




Recently an old friend, Jonathan Cheah ( pictured above) wrote a letter to The Star about the Scout movement in Malaysia and how it was died down somewhat. Being a scout myself for 4 years, I really do echo his sentiment. While in high school, I was a member of the 5th PJ Troop of Bukit Bintang Boys’ Secondary school and those were the absolute best years of my life.

Anyway, do read my friend’s letter at :-

http://thestar.com.my/education/story.asp?file=/2008/6/15/education/21540628&sec=education

- askawawa-iskiwiwi-oh-ah-oh-ah-yeah!-

Friday, June 13, 2008

Perspective

I believe that no matter how advanced or civilised we have become, we are still very biased in our perceptions, especially when it comes to the more superficial aspects of our lives. Consider for example, how our attitudes differ when it comes to ugly and pretty people.

I will compare two extremes of looks today. When I say ‘ugly’, I really mean downright dodgy, unkempt hair, pimples sprouting all over the place, fungus growing out of nostrils, zig-zag eyes, unshapely body, the whole works.

And when I say ‘good looking’, I mean, really really good-looking, like what you would get if Halle Berry , Nicole Kidman, Hayden Christensen and Aragorn ( the character, not the actor) all somehow got together and created one awesome looking baby, and then grew up to be the age of 21, working out in the gym daily, the whole works.

Now let’s start comparing.

Girls' Perspective

Situation : Good looking guy opens the door for the ladies, flashing them a smile

Girls’ reaction : Oh my gawd he is so gentlemanly! So sweet and kind! Ooh, isn’t he lovely?

Situation : Ugly guy opens the door for the ladies, flashing them a smile

Girls’ reaction : Ugh, whatever, what is he trying to prove? Eew, why is he staring at me like that? I think he wants to rape me.

Situation : Good looking guy walks by the girls with upright posture, long strides, and determined look on his face

Girls’ reaction : Whoa….did you see him? He is so confident in the way he carries himself!

Situation : Ugly guy walks by the girls with upright posture, long strides and determined look on his face

Girls’ reaction : Gawd, what an arrogant jerk! Didn’t even bother to smile or look at us.

Situation : Good looking guy wears some funky neon purple shirt with neon green tie, orange slacks and pink platform shoes

Girls’ reaction : Wow, he is so brave trying to make a fashion statement! Such creativity!

Situation : Ugly guy wears some funky neon purple shirt with neon green tie, orange slacks and pink platform shoes.

Girls’ reaction : Oh dear me, I think he is trying too hard for attention.



Guys’ Perspective


Situation : Good looking girl actively engages the guys in conversation, asking about them, laughing at their jokes, and making good eye contact.

Guys’ reaction : Fooyio, she is so friendly! She is so gorgeous but she has no airs at all!

Situation : Ugly girl actively engages the guys in conversation, asking about them, laughing at their jokes, and making good eye contact

Guys’ reaction : Eeyer, she is a bit desperate isn’t she? I mean, there’s friendly and then there’s trying too hard.

Situation : Good looking girl is crying buckets of tears, obviously distraught.

Guys’ reaction : Oh no, she is so hurt! What has befallen this angel to cause her such distress?Aiyoh, my heart aches for her!

Situation : Ugly girl is crying buckets of tears, obviously distraught

Guys’ reaction : My gawd, what a drama queen. Very problematic wan lah she.

Situation : Good looking girl refuses to give you her phone number till she gets to know you better.

Guys’ reaction : Hey hey, this girl is trying to play games with me eh? Very well, let’s see if all my moves and charm will work on her.

Situation : Ugly girl refuses to give you her phone number till she gets to know you better.

Guys’ reaction : Hmph, so unfriendly.

Thus ends our lesson for today.

Thursday, June 12, 2008

Comment on Comments

Dear friends,

An alert reader of this blog has told me that only people with google accounts or some other type of account linked with Blogger can leave their comments.

Thus, i have changed the setting to enable anyone to leave comments. I am just seeing how long will it take for comments that include 'penis enlargement' , 'online gambling' and 'fake watches' to appear on the comments!

Cheers,

Jason Leong

Irish Embassy Address!

AMBASÁID NA hÉIREANN
EMBASSY OF IRELAND
IRELAND HOUSE
THE AMP WALK
218 JALAN AMPANG
50450 KUALA LUMPUR, MALAYSIA
kualalumpurembassy@dfa.ie
TEL : + 603 2161 2963
FAX : + 603 2161 3427

Some updates!

Dear friends,

I am getting very nervous as the press conference/book launch looms closer! Also very excited to meet the Irish Ambassador, Mr. Eugene Hutchinson.

Also, I have been slotted to appear on TV 2's breakfast show, 'Hello on 2' at 8.00am on Tuesday, June 17th! So if any of you are on MC, ponteng class or not working, do tune in!

Lastly, have just added a chat function to this blog. Have fun!

Cheers,

Jason Leong

Saturday, June 7, 2008

Fuel Increase

There has been much anger at the recent decision to raise the price of fuel. As an entertainment piece, this blog will remain apolitical. However, this new development could possibly a defining moment in Malaysia’s history, in sync with that of the world. Will the Digital Age be superseded by a Scorched Era, where the price of fuel becomes so high, nobody can afford to live anymore?

Of course, I am an eternal optimist. Here I will present the brighter side of the fuel price increase.

1) Car thefts will drop to almost zero. No self-respecting thief will rob something that will cost him to lose money. I predict that in the future, car thieves will approach big guzzlers like Mercs and Harriers, break the windscreen and just leave some money on the dashboard to save time.

2) Malaysia will no longer be a nation of obese people, as people won’t be able to
afford food. Also, now everyone will have to walk or cycle to work, increasing exercise time. A healthy Malaysia is a wealthy Malaysia.

3) We will all be forced to be ‘greener’ in our approach to life-style changes. I advocate not just writing on both sides of the sheet of paper, but on the edges as well.

4) Our creativity will grow by leaps and bounds, especially at trying to save more fuel. Current reported attempts have included calling a tow truck to tow your car to work with you sitting in it, as it was thought to be cheaper than actually pumping petrol in your car and then driving it.

5) No longer will we hear of road rage, because nobody can even afford a car.

6) Additionally, with less cars on the road, there will be less traffic offences, thus police officers will have more time on their hands to tackle more important crimes.

7) No longer will government doctors be overworked, as hospitals can only open 12-hours a day, thanks to electricity tariffs increasing. This means more alert and well rested doctors to tackle patients’ problems.

8) We can finally laugh at those rich people who bought LARGE SUVs.

9) The problem of illegal immigration will be solved INSTANTANEOUSLY. No one will dare step foot on our country, since it will make them poorer than they already are.

10) Mamak stalls will no longer be able to operate 24 hours per day, thus curbing the ‘lepak culture’.

11) In the same vein as No. 9, Malaysia will never have war waged against her as no nation can afford the expensive fuel to maintain their tanks, airplanes,etc when they invade us.

12) The incidence of burglaries and robberies of homes and banks will decrease, as it will be much easier and profitable to hold up the pump attendant and siphon off petrol at petrol stations.

13) If the price of oil spikes further, even the number of motorcyclists will decrease, and that means NO MORE MAT REMPITS!!!

14) Traffic jams will be absolutely hilarious, as they will last up to months. This is because when people are stuck in a jam, they become very kiasu and switch off their engines to save petrol, and wait for the first sign the cars in front will move, then and only then will they turn on their own engines. What happens of course, is that EVERYONE is doing the same thing, waiting for each other to move.

15) The phrase “ Do I look like I’m made of money?”, will now be replaced by “ Do I look like I’m made of petrol?”, which at least sounds hilarious.

16) More students will study in local universities instead of foreign universities because a flight ticket to anywhere beyond Singapore requires a mortgage or loan shark.

17) Local travel agents will experience a boon in business. International airlines can only afford to fuel up half a tank for every flight. The strategy will be to fly halfway, then crashland in the ocean, and wish all passengers the very best of luck, and hope to see them onboard again. Thanks for flying!

18) Less land will be used to build cemeteries, freeing up land for housing and development projects, as the trend of the future when one dies is to be decomposed and then used as alternative biomass fuel, enough to power a Proton Wira for a week, saving approximately enough money to buy a house.

19) The rate of fires started by arsonists will be decreased, due to high prices of an arsonist’s arsenal, which includes petrol, kerosene and other flammable sources.

20) Who thinks the phrase ‘arsonist’s arsenal’ will make a good name for a blog or rock band?

21) Cigarette smoking will cease amongst all Malaysians. Sooner or later, even kerosene for the Zippo Lighters will be too expensive. The incidence of respiratory and cardiac disease will decrease dramatically.

22) Open air burning will be a thing of the past.


23) For the 2012 Olympics, Malaysia will definitely win the gold medal for sprinting and long distance running events, as running will be the main mode of transportation from now on.


Here I will end with an anecdote. Yesterday I saw an Ah Beng pushing a Proton Iswara along the road. He was wearing a formal shirt and a tie complete with slacks. The poor dude was soaked with sweat. I wound down my window and asked him if he needed help.

“ It’s okay, my car is not spoiled! I just want to save money, so I decided to push the car instead of turning on the engine. Petrol price so expensive!”, said the Ah Beng.

I was dumbounded. It took me several moments to process what he actually meant. Then I asked, “ Why don’t you walk instead?’, fearing that my question made too much sense for him.

“Aiyoh, my company place got free parking mah!”,he replied.

That’s it for today! Till then, my dear Malaysian friends, keep your chin up, and square your shoulders. Every generation has it challenges. Our parents dealt with the fight for independence, the communist insurgency and many more. This is our challenge, and may we all persevere and prevail!


P/s- Of course the story about the Ah Beng pushing his car wasn’t true. But at least you laughed.

Friday, June 6, 2008

Pres Conference / Book Launch!

Dear friends,

Sorry I haven't been updating the blog as frequently as before. I do have some exciting news to report! The good folks at Marshall Cavendish has secured a date for a Press Conference/ Book Launch for The Twisted Stethoscope.

Venue : Irish Embassy
Date: 16th June
Time : 11.00am
VIP : Irish Ambassador, Mr. Eugene Hutchinson

For the past few days things have been moving fast. Recently I have managed to personally hand over a copy to the Deputy Health Minister, Datuk Dr. Hj. Abdul Latif b. Ahmad . He seemed rather please with it! Also, efforts are being made to post a copy to the Director General of Health, YB Tan Sri Dr. Ismail Merican, (who I emailed last week) as well as the Deputy Minister of Higher Education.

The President of Penang Medical College, Mr. Brendan Lyons has also been very helpful. He is trying to send two copies of the book to newspapers in Ireland. Hopefully, this will be the start of sales in Dublin, my second home for two years.Oh, how the heart aches...

Special thanks goes to: Christine, Leowania, Cassy,Suhana,Jin Jin and Mr. Brendan!

Most importantly : to all you guys for expressing your support. Keep reading this blog, I promise a new post tommorow!

-Jason Leong

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Why I don't drive well.

Many people have asked me, “Jason, why does your driving skill suck so much?” Here’s the answer. -My dad was a real badass. Of course I don’t mean ‘badass’ as in kill babies and burn down churches kind of ‘badass’. The ‘badass’ persona that my father possessed was even more terrifying. When he cracked the whip around the house, entire continents would shift, creating massive earthquakes. And I am not using ‘crack the whip’ as a figure of speech. My dad uses the whip with such force that cracks appear on the whip itself.

One of the more fiery elements in our loving father and son relationship was The Car. Oh yes, it was The Car. Sure, it was just a Proton Waja but at that time I was at a tender age of 18, armed and ready with freshly bribed driver’s license and the need for speed. When he did hand over the car keys, his expression was similar to a mother who had just given birth and now handing over her baby to a paedophilic gangster .

But the exhilarating feeling of an engine at the command of my deft manual gear-shifting skills and my foot on the accelerator pedal was second to none. Under my expert guidance, our Proton Waja becomes a Ferrari, zooming down highways with rock music blaring, adrenaline pumping all ove-

RRRRRRINGGGGGG! , screamed my handphone.

I glanced at the screen, while at the very extreme end of my vision, I keep an eye on the road. The screen says “Daddy is Calling”.

Immediately my bowels suddenly became very nervous and out of nowhere, my bladder threatened to give up. I’ve been out driving the car too long! I should have been home by 10. 00pm! A quick glance revealed the time to be …. 1. 00am, which is probably the last time on Earth I get to see 1. 00am.

With an immense sense of trepidation and impending bladder failure, I answer the call. “WHERE ARE YOU?!”, boomed an otherworldly voice. In the background, I can vaguely hear the sounds of weeping and gnashing of teeth. “I er…ah…gulp…I am on the Federal High-“

“ON THE FEDERAL HIGHWAY? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?”
At the back of my mind, I begin to worry slightly that my father, having dialed my number, failed to recognize that I am his son. “Er…ah I was just about to come home”, I said, while grimacing and contorting my face, the key step to keep my nervous bowels from exploding.
“YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN HOME 3 HOURS AGO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU NOW?”. By now I could clearly discern the distinct sound of a shotgun being reloaded. “Er…I ah…. I am just passing by Mid Valley Megamall now. I will be home as soon as-“

“I GIVE YOU 10 MINUTES TO COME HOME. NOW!”

Upon the call having ended, I immediately press the pedal to the metal, hoping to get home within the stipulated time, pushing The Car to speeds unheard off in mankind. Oh please, anything but the shotgun. I reached home within 9 minutes. At the entrance of the house stood my dad, tall, muscular and brandishing a cracked whip in one hand, a fully loaded shotgun in the other. “I …huff…huff…made it home…huff…in time…-“
This time the volume was not threatening to the ear-drum, the bass had lessened.

“Yes you came home in time. From Mid Valley Megamall, yes?”
“Yes “, said I, not recognizing at all the signs that I had just fell into a craftily set trap.
“Are you telling me you got home from Mid Valley Megamall, a place almost 30 kilometres away in 9 minutes? That you were driving at 180km/h? HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO SPEED?”.

From that day forth, when I drive, my butt never touches the car seat due to permanent tenderness. I just hang my upper body by the sheer strength of my arms clinging on the steering wheel.

Life in UCD

As the book I wrote is about my first year in University College Dublin,Ireland, perhaps it is fitting also that I introduce to you a video of what life was like in Dublin. Everytime I watch this, I am reminded of why I always say the years in Dublin were the best ones of my life