Milo McFlurry

Feeling famished after work, and dampened by the sight of numerous food outlets closed, my mood perked when I saw the latest offering from McDonalds - Milo McFlurry.

It was with much anticipation (and stomach-growling) that the staff served me my Milo McFlurry.

I held it, looked down, and saw vanilla ice cream, with brown sawdust twinkling at me. 'That's it?' I thought to myself. While I wasn't really expecting anything fancy or eye-catching, the initial sight was a turn-off, perhaps due to mental images of the Milo Dinosaur. This would probably be a hobbit compared to that.

My first bite was nothing out of the ordinary. No sudden flashes of light, or warm (or cool) feelings spreading through the veins, or rushes of sugar. Just like a normal ice cream, I thought. Then I bit on something hard.

Ooh! A surprise! I isolated the chunk, and slowly savored it. Looking like a chunk of chocolate, it does have the taste of Milo powder though. Reminds me of the times where I stupidly poured room temperature water into my cup of milo powder, and watched it turn to chunks.

I can't predict whether this may be a crowd-pleaser. Costing more than the average McFlurry, it doesn't quite pack a punch. As always, with McDonalds, its formulas can always be improved. Yet, I can certainly imagine this to be a draw for students on hot afternoons as they struggle to fill their minds with useless data. And, probably for swimmers too.

While I dare say the additional 70 cents is rather expensive, for no more than a few tablespoons of Milo powder, and several rather sweet chunky-unknowns, the dessert is filling and wholesome, no doubt the work of the vanilla ice cream. The staff could perhaps throw in more Milo powder. After all, which Singaporean doesn't like eating Milo powder by itself?

buy my car?

I couldn't resist posting these lovable spoofs. Who says we lack local talent?

no this blog isnt dead

Nope, just to clarify this blog isn't dead.

True, I haven't posted in ages. If there was a garden on this blog, weeds would probably have overtaken it. But, I'm coming back. Don't worry.

I'm planning a new blogskin at the moment, and starting to write several posts. However, cause they require a bit of research, I can't post them now. But, they will be completed, fret not.

Though I admit, I am considering the possibilities of hosting my own blog, that is, getting my own website. It would give me freedom to design my site any way I desire. (which is both good and bad).

But... the pocket is a little tight these days, so that might probably be placed on the back burner.

So, if you visit every now and then, and probably think this blog is dead, like many other blogs that were often created, with a foot in the grave, (or was it a foot in the coffin), this blog will soon be alive with a fresh layer (or more than one layer, CSS-specifically speaking) of skin, and fueled with numerous posts, of which, one is definitely a game review.

Computer game, la naturally.

Which isn't very blog-like right, since most bloggers would blog about their days' routines and events and highlights. Few of my blog posts have followed that path, though. Though there has been a certain evolution of my posts. More on that to come, in upcoming posts bah

Till then, take care, and visit soon. Hopefully, a week or two later [crosses my fingers]

Mac VS PC Rap

Time

ah, scriptwriting.

The words avoid me.
Writer's block, you ask?
Nay, how can it be, with so many thoughts and mental visuals swimming in my mind?

Oh, to write a fictional story, with the absence of dialogue, how burden-less it sounds.

Yet, the rushes of time passes me not, as much as I bid it pass me by, but not too soon I pray.

Why should I wait, it cried.
I have never paused for men.
Neither have I sped up.
What makes ye so different,
that I should wait up?

Oh, but I have lines to write, and a script to compose
The person in my mind speakeths, but the words I do not hear
His lips tremble and murmur, but I discern no sound.

Please wait, I implore thee.
Allow me just this one chance.

But the door of time slams shut in my face
as it goes on its journey
at its own pace
and I am left alone
Disgraced.

B/W

With every note that screams out Dick Lee, and a huge box of slapstick jokes, the BEAUTY of cabaret girls meets the WORLD of a girl's search for her father.

Surely, you can read the blatantly obvious hints?

The last time I heard of the musical was when it aired on President's Star Charity a couple of years ago. And the tune stayed in my head, so much that if you ever uttered the two words to me, I would end it with a 'cha cha cha'.

The storyline is rather simple to understand.

Girl is born and left by parent.
Parent leave her jade pendant.
Girl grow up.
Girl follows words on jade pendant, and ends up at Beauty World.
Thinks her father is there, so she 'blends' in and becomes one of the cabaret girls.
Makes top girl there jealous.
Conflict occurs.
Top girl is girl's mother.
The End.

Okay, so there are a few subplots missing from there, like Frankie who is Ivy's boyfriend from Batu Bah-heart, and Ivy's pen-pal who thinks herself high class, and cabaret girls low class, and Ah Hock who falls for Ivy, and.... need I go on?

To be honest, it feels like an extended episode of PCK. You will laugh a lot, but you won't remember what you laughed at once the musical is over.

Purchase a ticket if you're interested. However, the humor would only appease you temporarily so don't say you dunch know.

2008

BLESSED 2008, to one and all, and all and one.

One hour, and I've done quite a bit =X

First time I ran from Tampines to Pasir Ris. and that's how I started the year.

Perspiring.

Well, not really starting the year, cause I went for Watchnight service, but after that I decided not to take public transport home, and ran/walked home instead. Walked to Sunplaza Park before running alongside the highway. Bet the drivers think I'm nuts. But no honks or anything so I guess they're into the festive mood.

Then I reached home, and decided to shower with hot water. Now I usually shower with warm water. But cause I felt so sweaty and all, the hot water didn't soothe me much, so I switched off my heater. And got blasted awake.

Honest. Now I know why I don't bathe in cold water. But maybe I should do it once a month or so, to keep a good habit.

Well, the countdown was a little interesting, I guess. To be with family but not family. Not as interesting as a year or two ago, where I cross-stitched for a year. Really. 11.45pm to 12.05am. Now That was interesting.

People would ask 'So how did you count down?'
And I would say 'Oh, I cross-stitched.'
Then there would be silence for a second or two, before they gave a hearty chuckle and walk away.

Ah 2008. Blessings to all and one, and one and all =)