Rave on

If you’ve been raving long enough, you develop a Rave Radar that tells you whether or not an event is going to rock.

It's like having Spider Sense™ with glowsticks.

So, it came as no surprise that I heard alarm bells and whistles going off when someone told me about that Salem Revelation festival in Melaka. No offence to the nice people who put all that effort into the party, but it had ‘COPS’ written all over it.

Maybe we should start having more 'secret' raves like they've been having in Hong Kong. It wouldn't stop the cops, but it would sure as hell be worth a shot.

Thanks for the fish!

I just saw The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on Astro a few days ago. Everyone told me it was rubbish a year ago, so that's why I didn't watch it when it first came out.

You cunts. Thanks for the great advice.

It's not rubbish at all; it's brilliant.

It's fucking Shakespeare.

I can't remember when I had so much fun watching a comdey like that. Well, probably, the Life of Brian.

So, that's it, isn't it? I think most Malaysians just can't grasp the concept of irony. Or absudrity. Or humourous self-depreciation.

If there's no guy running around with a rocket-launcher blowing up - in between having sex with Scarlett Johansson and racing thugs in Supras - then it's boring.

Boo-hoo.

Heavy Lifting

I noticed that none of the men in my family get up and get their own drinks during the Raya lunch thing we have every year. Their wives are the ones who obediently fetch their water/syrup. They just sit there and shoot a needy look at their wives.

Is that a Malay thing? Or a Married thing?

Whatever it is, I think it's kinda lame.

I've decided that I'm going to get my own Goddamned glass of water when I grow up and get married.

Oh shit.