I was savouring durian and saw this. 1, 2, 3….SCREAMS! Arg it’s a bright red wormy measuring about 4cm, surrounded by little red eggs.

That totally ruined my appetite for my favourite fruit…at least for the day. But my dad continued eating and eating and even told me that it tastes delicious. Power. =.=”

DPL, this is for you to kill your durian cravings. Bon appetit!

Missus

Right. Say you do alot of bookmarkings and research for many vast topics, and you’ve got like 100 links to go through and many more pages to copy. Suddenly, your PC crashed and all your bookmarks/notes are lost. What do you do?

Yes, I live in that kind of fear everyday.

However, recently I’ve come across an award winning Firefox add-on called ScrapBook. Basically what it does is that you could either save a selection or the whole page (or even the whole site, up to four levels deep). As described in its site, you could annotate, highlight and even drop sticky notes on the pages you’ve saved. Also, you could save bookmarks too.

But wait, what about if you worked on multiple computers like me?

Another nifty tool would be Dropbox. It is an tool that syncs, backups and shares files on your PC across multiple pcs and even friends. Basically like a network drive.

What I’ve done previously is to point my KeePass password manager’s database in the Dropbox’s private folder, which I would then point any KeePass manager in any OS to dropbox. This would keep my passwords up to date.

This could be done with ScrapBook too. Just Click on Tools>Options in the ScrapBook Sidebar (Alt+K), under Organize tab, choose Location to Store Data to point to your Dropbox folder. And voila, all saved pages, sites and bookmarks synced to all your PCs.

Hope this helps.

Dua Pai Lang

They say comedians are the saddest people in the world because they gave away their laughter to those who paid an arm for a laugh; and another leg if they require some tears to go along with it.

But I have set out my life not to be the saddest person that blows his nose with 100 dollars notes. I defer. I would be the happiest man alive. I intend to achieve this by stealing laughter. Yes, people would come to my shows and go home sobbing. I’ll even sell empty revolvers by the exit, so they will even become more depressed when they choke on a flag that goes ‘Bang!’ in their once-happy room.

I become a stand-up insulter.

My first show was rather an half-arsed success. Mainly, it was not really the right reaction I’ve expected when I stood on my dining table and with a mustard-stained finger, I pointed and mouthed, “Mother, you are not my mother!”.

There is no milk and cookies for supper in the orphanage that night.

DPL

- Ported from Windows XP to Ubuntu 9.04 at home.
- Beta testing Windows 7 RC – so far so good. Better than Vista!
- Beta testing Atmosphir, a multi-platform Win/Linux/Mac “Little Big Planet” like game
- Beta testing SkyGrid, a Bloomberg/Reuters-like online news aggregator. Sadly can’t get an beta invite for CowboyCaleb.
- Working my ass off as usual.
- Ogling at Android platform at work using the emulator.

Now I just need a HTC Magic to complete my life. replace the wonky WinMo LG KS20 I have now.

Sigh. Would love to blog more often, but u get one of those days that drags for months.

Dua Pai Lang

Seriously, a hot red WITH psychedelic floral prints?

This is feminism at its best! Why can’t Vivienne Tam come out with nice, cool metrosexual themed Mini 1000s?

Take for example, the Mini 1000 Mi Edition.

Now, this is something to cater for the guys. In fact, the designer interface looks so good, I’ve skinned my desktop to look like it! And yes, I’ve the best looking theme in my office now, envy of all geek in da ‘hood.

And what else to complete the coolness, with a highly versatile and powerful netbook from HP? Especially, this designer one that HP is giving away for FREE?? Whipping out this little box of wonders in Starbucks, furrowing my eyes into an intense concentration and getting work done over a cuppa?

I mean, I have nothing against DEEP RED netbooks (Palm owns that term now, fyi) mini-laptop. But I do seriously want this HP designer laptop because it would be a great addition for my work and leisure. It’s measly at less than three lbs, a well spaced keyboard for us touch typist, ample disk and RAM for that extensive number-crunching work, all in a package you could put in a purse (not that I carry one).

But for us guys, we probably need to do a wardrobe overhaul to match this juicy cherry from HP.

Dua Pai Lang

Added day after this…..

HEHEHEHHEEEEEEEEEE

Dua Pai Lang

Disclaimer: Before you read on, I just want to say I love DPL very much and he treats me very well! In case you think I am complaining, I am not. Really.

I think he’s the most humorous person I know (ok maybe love has blinded me but he’s really funny at times). When I think of those moments, I can’t help but laugh out loud and that’s why people give me weird stares on the train.

Can’t contain my laughter!

Scenario 1: Me and DPL standing at the bus stop, with him behind my huge body.

Me: I want to protect you so that when a vehicle skid, you will be alive! (yes, I was in a romantic mood)

DPL: No way! When the vehicle skids, it’s gonna knock into you and then you are going to crash into me and I will die first!

Me: Why? You have my body to cushion all the impact. See! (proceeds to squeeze my fats to prove he will be saved)

DPL: No way! That weight is going to crush me and I am going to die faster!

Me: !!!!#$@#@#@#$#$%$%$#

So much for trying to be self-sacrificing to protect him….

Scenario 2: I was admiring his slim, bony legs.

Me: Look at your legs. Oh dear I would kill to have that! I have always wanted to have slim, long, toned legs (minus the hair)!

DPL: Why? It’s so bony and this part (touches shinbone)…it’s so sharp, I think it can cut!

Me: Erm but still, it’s really nice. If it’s on me, I would be so sexy and irresistable. Look at mine! (proceeds to show him my legs).

DPL: What? That’s a tree stump!

Me: ………………………

Lol. Have a good day everyone!

Missus

Right. Here I am – throwing the chicken bones and chanting the Original Sexathan Remix “3026 (or is the other way round? The details are in the order!! Damn it).

-goes for a smoke-

This is getting harder than what I have expected. *shrugs*

Right. It’s the new year already. New year, another notch by the bed post, and yay welcome to Level 2009, meatbags! I was not wanting to blog anyway, but since I had a stick and usually it makes me rather more awake than sleepy, then I shall write a little here. Well, since I have a lonely bed anyway, no point going in early.

So, the new year.

Hmm.

*__*

Happy new year, people?

Well the truth is, I do have lots to talk about, some insights that may or may not interest you. However, conventional wisdom do tell me that average meatbags are less than inclined to spend that extra effort to dicpher and seek deeper meanings. And this, in turn, translate to a certain topic which I had failed to blog about, despite setting a horrible deadline which nobody seem to care to remind me of. Yes, if you are reading this, you are one of them – you asshole.

The topic was about the phenomenon of the desire for Instant Gratification. And I am guilty of that. Oh, I am sure you are too. No? Really, say it with me; “I am gulity of Instant Gratification, I want results now. Instantly, minimum effort required.” Say it. This time with feel.

Still with me? Great. Do you, in your everyday doings of evil, desire the need to have instant results? Like, you skip a meal and expect to lose the love-handles by dinner? Or, committing to a slightly lucrative moral dealing and expect no less than an instant karma upgrade? I’m sure you do. Does it pisses you off when you just can’t get that result immediately, or within a stipulated time-frame that you had set?

What I have noticed is that it could be attributed to noticeably decrease of quiescency that people need to endure before getting results. Technology has made us lazy beings. Lax upbringing has made us whiners to take for granted what was given. In fact, I have a impression that noone appreciates the good ole way of enjoying the process of getting there, but put forth their beliefs that the end is more important than the process.

Is it?

I mean, look. If you are more predisposed to having results, you are certainly burning along your Life’s track and wanting to reach the end – Death. And when you look back, you would say, “Damn, where did my Life go? And pass me the sulphur dip, Satan my man.”

So this is what I am going to do. I’m not going to convince you to do the same – No, no. Uh-huh. You could stay the way you are, but just try it out if you really feel me. I will, for the rest of the year, take it slow. No more walking briskly and looking at where I step (dogpoo mines. really, those bastards don’t clean up after.). Instead, I’ll walk and take in the surroundings. Rediscover what everyday things I have missed out. I will, not aim to blaze through the day for the clock to strike 6pm, but put in effort in the details that lead me to 6pm. I will, take time to appreciate, rather than take for granted.

Yes, three simple enough things for me, for the rest of the year. I will not call it “Resolutions”, but rather “Revelations”.

Now, will you please excuse me. I need to find out which direction should I chant and throw the chicken bones to. Need the damn luck to ride through the recession.

Dua Pai Lang