i have decided that i like baron's strong brew. they sure have a sense of humour.

have you ever seen a knight so sian, he takes to hugging his shield like a pillow?


i couldn't resist. i just had to have a pic taken with his less sian counterpart.


nothing like a hat to cheer up gloomy chums


but for me instant noodles is all it takes. especially if it's hello kitty.


yummy!

anyway, on an unrelated note (you should expect that having seen the blog title), i find a particular phenomenon very disturbing.

mascots of food products are often the food themselves.

remember this Calbee potato chips tv ad? where the potato chips happily barbeque themselves over a pit? while some others grin as they get sliced up at the barber's. remember remember?

and another example: Chicky the KFC kids mascot

'welcome to eat me', he beckons.

disturbing a not, you tell me?

try making a guess where this place is:

the outside-


the inside- overseeing other buildings


need more clues?

yes, these are sinks.. you're getting close.


there's even a humongous fish tank in there.

and in every cubicle, a romantic tealight lights the way as you pee.

the signboard says Bulldog House.

and lo and behold. when i looked in there were indeed 2 bulldogs residing there.


this row of shops are really interesting. see the interior of this italian restaurant?


a closer look reveals that the clothes are made of clay!

interesting, ain't it? and of course, it helps that the owner is one cute guy too.

i was dying of thirst so i was really relieved to see a 7-11.



until i saw the notice on the door.



7-11s nowadays are getting redundant.

at times i wonder how i manage to type.

the things people come up with

you know what this contains?



yea marshmallows.
can't you tell?


the tiniest working dictionary ever, with an accompanying baby magnifying glass.


i swear to god it's the cutest thing. oh, and speaking of god, they have a bible version, apparently.

it's 7th month, and people are planting trees like this.

a bit wrong right...

would you want your face on M&Ms?



then do it.
you only live once.
http://www.mymms.com/customprint_faces/custom_selector.asp?optionchoice=LM

have you ever sang in the shower?

or more importantly, have you ever sang in the shower and have someone take a picture of you?


he was just so into it that i had to take another shot.

see, doesn't he just look like a star?

i would have wanted to mosaic his face except i don't know how to.

sorry dude.

THINGS THAT MADE ME SMILE..

pretty colours of my dinner


and believe me or not, it's vegetarian


an overly friendly boy who peddled around me and couldn't stop waving even as the lift doors closed on him


a trio of spastic mascots

with people clamouring to get a dose of silliness

a retarded family shot


tasty tidbits dressed in japanese garb


pretty and meaningless pursuits






THING THAT MADE ME FROWN.

an attempt to rescue the mouse from the trap gave me nothing but lateness in returning to office, incurred cab fare and fingers so sticky i had to buy thinner to rid of the glue.

i think my attempt gave the mouse nothing but broken bones and a faster trip to mouse heaven.

never again.

LiFe cAn Be a bEd oF rOsEs OnLy iF yOu sToP tO sMeLL tHeM

i was flipping through a magazine when i saw this:


a solar powered bra. what can get more redundant than this? ok i admit i may not exactly be the best person to say this but there's a reason why underwear is called underwear. To use the solar feature you have to expose your bra to the sun.

bored at work, i took to entertaining myself with the cutest hand puppet.


see no evil


hear no evil


speak no evil


evil koala at work


evil koala on work


i'm everywhere.


i don't like the way you're handling me, miss.


so much so it's giving me a headache.


come closer..lemme tell you something...


gotcha!



hey it's not easy to do this ok... you try making up a story while feeling stressed at being caught out at work.

one morning i woke and found my hand like this:


having decided to ignore it, by next morning it had swollen to:


under the advice of my colleagues, i decided to visit the doctor, and that was when i stumbled upon this fish (while waiting for the doc's to open):


top view:


doesn't it look like the offspring of an arowana and a butterfly?

and check it out. from the front view it almost looks like a barn owl with open wings.


i happily hopped back to the office with my new buy, $45 poorer from the doctor's "i don't know what's wrong too" and the desire to bring the illegitimate child home.

"how's your hand, now? and why is it like that anyway?" my colleague asks.

"it's fine, i guess. i could have accidentally poured some alcohol on my hand when i was drinking and din wash it off immediately. i think i could be allergic to alcohol when applied topically."

"ooh...' she coos. "wow, imagine, if alcohol does that to your skin, what's going on inside when you drink it?"