Coincidence?

Of late, I have been seeing the same numbers all the time. Like 1234, 1111, 719 and other such numbers. Why 719? Well, it's the day I got married. 19 July, that is.

Weird thing is sometimes I see these numbers 2 and even 3 times a day. And this has been happening for the better part of 6 months already. Mere coincidences or is there a higher power at play? I don't know. Went googling for some explanation and according to some sites, there's some kind of protecting angel playing with these numbers.

Well, all will be revealed someday I guess. Probably by Dec 21, 2012 : )

In the meantime, anyone has an explanation or experiences the same thing, please share.

iPhoto Sync Issues

I've been using my iPhone 3Gs for almost 8 months now and I've never realized this until last night.

If you have pictures in the Photo app (on the iPhone) which are not taken by the camera (meaning it could be pics you saved from emails or the web), this will cause the iPhone to not sync with iPhoto when you connect it to your Mac laptop.

I wonder if it's a bug or if it's meant to work like this. Hopefully 4.0 sorts this out. Because what's the point of saving photos from emails and websites when you can't export them to your computer.

BMW

Nice...

iPhone 4.0

Where are you 4.0? All this waiting around is killing me. Anyway, it's confirmed...the 4.0 is around the corner. Summer release. So that's just two to three months away.

http://www.apple.com/iphone/preview-iphone-os/

Yummy yum yum

Bejeweled Blitz

This is my best Bejeweled Blitz score to date. I think celebrations are in order.




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MacBook Juice

How many years does a MacBook (1st Gen Alum casing) last anyway? I've had my silver beast for nearly 2 years now and the battery life seems to be pretty bad. The juice seems to be draining faster than normal. Although it says the battery cycle is still good. Forget 4 hours. I'll be happy if mine can last 2 hours unplugged in.

Time for an update?

By the way, I'm still waiting for the freedom bird. Then a nice lingering warm shower. And then beddy bye...

Firefly...two dissapointments in a day

Urgh...the morning landing was less than desirable and now they've gone and delayed the flight home. Looks like my freedom bird's turned out to be a real turkey.

The compensation is the 'front' row seat at 3c. Hopefully there's no tubby overflowing fellow in the next seat (like the fellow in this morning's flight).

Don't get me wrong. I'm pretty big myself, and I really have nothing against 'big boned' people. Just keep to your space and respect mine. I don't know you. And we've just met. Let's be social. But not that social.

Anyway, this is what Subang airport looks like at 9.26pm on 21.04.2010







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Updates.

Not all is roses.

David left yesterday after almost 7 years with us. We'll miss you, buddy. Hope all is well and the best to you in all your future undertakings.

It's getting hard to find a candidate for the Graphic post. Most of the applicants don't have what it takes and those who do somehow feel they're not 'suitable' for the job. The next few months is going to be tough if we don't get more people in here fast.

Right now I'm sitting in Subang airport waiting for the freedom bird. Just had more work thrown at us. Which is good. Time to oil up the ol' noggin and do some hard core thinking. Gonna make this campaign brilliant. And speaking about brilliant, I hope that the 'ace' work we've done will get it's due kudos from the client (fingers crossed).

So, that's it for the updates. Oh yeah, one last thing...if you're interviewing for a job here (or anywhere else for that matter), please don't show work that's not yours. You may just get caught out. One fella came by yesterday to ask for a job and showed us his portfolio. I was astounded when I saw a piece of work he 'claimed' was his. It was done by us. Caught out, mate. And yeah, you suck!

What a jab!

This is what happened to my arm after a certain Dr. drew blood for some medical exam. Yow! It hurts about as bad as it looks.

Bye Bye Hilux

It came to an end almost instantaneously. I was surprised to find that I was actually not that prepared to face it. It was sad saying goodbye. My Toyota Hilux truck was my dream car. And it had served me well for nearly 3 years. It had ferried me from Pg to KL and back without much fuss. It had made me feel like the King of the Road. Maintenance wasn't exactly cheap but it was definitely a good ride and well worth it. Albeit a little bit bumpy. It had protected me from the pouring rain and the hot tropical sun. But we now have to part.

Sorry mate, the cost of fixing you up to prime running condition would not justify keeping you around any longer. So here, we have to say our Goodbye's. Do take care and I hope we'll meet on the streets again.

And yes, Respect The Hilux!

What A Week.

It's been one assignment after another. I feel like I've been shoved through a meat grinder. The jobs are pouring in. But damn, do I feel exhausted. I haven't been writing much too. Can't seem to find the time. My book is still in little pieces. When will I ever find the energy to sit down and do some serious writing?

On the tech side of things...I've however got my Google Wave account sorted out. Now, all that's left is for them to create an iPhone app for it. It's pretty interesting. Let's see how it works.

And yes, I am still loving my iPhone.

On the home front, Megan got 2nd position in her class. Bravo! And here's a picture of her during her school open day.

And yes, I must find the time to post up the pictures of her performing during her school year end concert.

And this is a pic of my boy in my hat. I don't know why, but he seems to hate hats. Although he is so bloody adorable in it.

Justin (shitmydadsays) on Twitter

Justin (shitmydadsays) on Twitter

This is some of the funniest stuff I have read recently.

Note: Before reading, please make sure you have a place to roll around and drinking anything is not a good idea.

Enjoy.

Hello Chloe

Say hi to Chloe Chong Kee Ren born this arvo. Mum's doing well and recovering.




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Six of the best scary ads.

Six of the best… Scary ads

When o' when will I ever get to produce work like this.

Th!nk.

http://www.campaignbrief.com/2009/10/craig-davis-backwater-to-the-f.html

The compelling truth. But do we have a chance of making it happen?

In Mr. Davis's words...

“WE WRITE OUR OWN DESTINY, WE BECOME WHAT WE DO”

Do good.

What A Prize.

Megan's done it. 2nd in class. With top scores in Computer Studies and Science to boot. Well done girl. Keep it up.

Elevators

To all elevator users...please learn that it is courteous and a all round good moral practice to press the door open button if you are the first into an elevator. Don't just stand there sucking up air.

This evening the elevator door closed on us when we were trying to get in cos some bozo or were there two bozos who went in first happily pressed their floors and stood back. Idiots of the first degree. My little girl was nearly squashed. Which leads me to the conclusion that Asians have very little civic values.

I also love the fact that people rush an elevator struggling to get in when the car hasn't even emptied its occupants yet. Let people out first. If people don't get out, you can't get in. No matter how hard you push. And that's not just elevators. It's subway cars too.

I just wish I had some fart left in my a-hole to blast you idiots before I get off. Maybe I will the next time.

Lousy Food

Of late, I seem to be having a lot of under average food. And I live in Penang, a so-called food paradise. Or is it a 'hawker' food paradise. In any case, most of the meals I've had these past few days is either over priced or tastes a little like a bad dream you want to forget.

The most current encounter was at Mr. Teriyaki. These so called fast food joints need to get their act together. The flavors were quite blend. The presentation was crap. And the chef is a foreign worker. And it was not cheap either. The meal for myself, the missus and the kid costs RM52.00. Someone's making money. Oh well, once bitten, forever shy, eh! Don't see myself going back there again.

There was also this little episode last night at a (of all places) private hospital. I'm not going to name names here, but honestly, the food at this establishment is quite over-priced.

To my knowledge, it's probably the only hospital cafeteria in the world that tries to serve 'gourmet' food. Or maybe it's confused itself as a five-star restaurant. Hello! You're in a hospital. Most people just want a quick simple wholesome/healthy meal and they're happy to be on their way. No need for the thrills and spills. No one walks in here expecting a hearty 'sit down'. I think ambiance is the key word here. At any rate RM8.90 for fried rice is a little bit too much. From the weather and the smog outside, I gather that this is not downtown London, so the food price should not be that 'imported'. By principle, I decided not to have anything and let the hungrier people in my party do the eating. Oh yeah, the portions were not that big either. Looks like the private hospital has found a new way of 'cutting' people before they actually 'cut' them. Goodness me! Who's hairbrain idea was that?

Well that's my beef tonight. Hopefully, there'll be some gravy this coming week.

One Super Horrible Experience

Never ever ever ever trust the people at the Lido Boulevard project in Johor Baru!

The experience of working with these (sub) human people have left a very bad taste in my mouth. The lack of professionalism and their ability to break promises without even breaking a sweat should be applauded.

Through my 12 odd years working in various industries, I have never had the misfortune to meet or work with people who can look you in the eye, smile, make promises and at the same time gut you with the passion of a butcher who's just come back from an extended safari holiday in Kenya. Bloodthirsty, to say the least.

We started proposing some work which led to more work and by the time we realized how deeply involved we were in their development project, they pulled the plug on us. Left us standing there, flaccid and irritated. With not even an apology.

Maybe we should not have been so trusting. We have learned. I have learned.

And hopefully one day, the people at Central Malaysian Properties Sdn Bhd or CMP will also learn.

God is great and fair. Justice will prevail. And honestly, if you idiots from CMP have the good fortune to chance on this blog, this is what I have to say to you...

"It doesn't take these many fucking years to get off your asses and design and build your shithole development of Lido Boulevard. Unless you are purposely wasting time and 'other' people's money or you are just plain lazy. Maybe your fat good for nothing head down south should not be on so many holidays/trips. It has not been educational for him. And you are not painting the Mona Lisa. Someone already did that years ago. It ain't a masterpiece you are creating. Don't kid yourself. It's just another (IMHO) ugly looking cluster of concrete and glass. Truth be told, you should stop. Just stop. And safe Mother Nature and the world some precious resources. Think of the trees that will be weeping when they look at the fucked up monstrosity you call Lido Boulevard. Goodness. And you think people will actually buy your property for the many millions of Ringgit you plan to sell it for. And what's with the switch by the bed shit? It's been done. It's not new. It's not innovative. Get with the times. You are a joke."

...By the way, no one likes to be taken advantaged of. And for Pete's sake, please don't waste people's time. It is one of our most precious assets.

Remember: What comes around goes around, eh, mate! Now fuck off.

R.O.AD (or my Rules Of Advertising)

(R.O.AD #1a) Clients are the worst adulterers. They just can't resist 'sleeping' around. But at least have the decency to tell us.

(R.O.AD #1b) Just tell us you're planning to leave. We don't mind. There are more idiots like you to serve in this world.

(R.O.AD #2) Even hookers get paid. So after you have 'done' us, please leave the money and some 'self-esteem' behind before you leave.

(R.O.AD #3) Don't tell us what we can and can't do. You obviously do not know us.

(R.O.AD #4) Doctors don't go to court and lawyers don't perform operations. Please respect us for what we do. We are not all imbeciles.

(R.O.AD #5) We know our stuff. You know yours. So get the '@#%&' out of our way. You shouldn't do our work. We're not planning to do yours.

(R.O.AD #6a) When it comes to issues that are subjective like photo selection and colors, please trust our Art Directors.

(R.O.AD #6b) They know their stuff. They have that 'talent'. That's why they were hired in the first place.

(R.O.AD #6c) And that's why they are probably paid more than you.

(R.O.AD #7) We're good. That's why we're expensive. So please don't haggle. It makes you look desperate.

(R.O.AD #8) "Sleeping" around could get you the clap or a list of nasty shit. And if we find out, our fees are gonna increase.

(R.O.AD #9) Good advertising is not meant to be 'pretty'. It's just meant to 'work'.

(R.O.AD #10) Do you tell your Dr. what to do?

(R.O.AD #11) Please think of us as human beings with a life before you force that deadline on us.

(R.O.AD #12) Yes, we can help you sort out your problems. But we ain't God. Please don't expect miracles.

(R.O.AD #13) The road to recovery takes time. Meaning, please give your ad campaign time to work. And be reasonable with the budget.

(R.O.AD #14) It is better to shut up and let us think of you as merely an idiot than to open your big gab and proof us right.

(R.O.AD #15) Never bring a knife to a gun fight.