The One After The Week

Rvl’s Pick:

Ready for the floor – Hot Chip

We Walk – The Ting Tings

Sorry for the lack of updates lately, but I’m here to assure that you won’t be getting much update for the month of October either. The holidays are up so I’ll be missing about a week for Raya then sometime October I’ll be off for a vacation on the islands. Don’t bother calling because I’ll be out of cell reach anyway. It’s been a long, long time since I took a vacation, noted the word vacation and not holiday is being used. People whom are close to me knows what vacation and holidays mean to me.

On another note I will be posting up one post on the racing blog. It concerns the Singaporean GP. Fantastic race it was, best of the year and best I’ve seen in 2 years. Congrats to Spaniard Alonso for his beautiful win.

I’m signing off now, it’s been too hectic as of late and I’ve practically been living in the office for a few days. I’ve run out of emergency kits so I think its time to head home and do some laundry. The car need a throughout wash down as well. Good bye to all and please, try to enjoy your holidays.

-Sayonara-

The One with The Bitch

Rvl’s Pick:

Rock & Rolla Trailer – Movie Trailer

Fast & Furious Trailer – Movie Trailer

I had thought of publishing this another day but it just blew my head off so I can’t help it…

A sixteen year old girl went to a priest for confession.
"Father, I called a guy son of a bitch yesterday."
"Why did you do that?" asked the priest.
"He touched my hand without my permission," replied the girl.
"Like this?" The priest touched her arm. "Yes father."
"That is no reason to call him a son of a bitch." said the priest.
"He touched my breast too, father."
"Like this?" The priest touched her breast. "Yes, father."
"That is still no reason for you to call him a son of a bitch." said the priest.
"He then took off my clothes!" said the girl.
"Like this?" The priest then took off her clothes.
"Yes, father." said the girl.
"That's too bad." said the priest, "But that is still no reason for you to call him son of a bitch."
"He then plugged his thing in my thing."
"Like this?" The priest then plugged his thing in her thing.
After catching her breath, the girl answered, "Yes, father."
"You still should not have called him a son of a bitch." said the priest.
"But father.."said the girl "..he has AIDS."
"SON OF A BITCH!!" exclaimed the priest.

-Sayanora-

The One with The Kittens

Rvl's Pick:

Hot n Cold - Katy Perry
Say So - Uh Huh Her








it's been awhile since i posted something medicinal for the readers so in light of the mellow mood today, enjoy........



An elderly gentlemen had been living with his spinster daughter for some years. One day, upon returning home he heard an unusual whirring noise. Wandering around the first floor, he noticed that the noise seemed to be coming from somewhere upstairs.


He proceeded up the stairs to investigate. Walking around, he realized that the noise increased as he neared his daughters closed bedroom door. Whereupon he quickly open the door to make sure that everything was alright.


He was astonished by the sight of his daughter, stretched out naked on her bed with a vibrator violently shaking in her hand.


"Sylvie! What in tarnation is goin' on?" He shouted!


Sylvie, without hesitation replied: "Daddy, I have needs! Isn't it obvious? I know that I'm not going to find anybody to marry, so please leave me alone, and shut the door on your way out."


Somewhat chagrined, he retreated, and closed the door as he exited.


Not too many days later, his daughter returned home from doing some errands. When she entered the living room, she was surprised to hear an unusual whirring noise coming from somewhere.


As she walked around, she realized that the noise was coming from somewhere on the second floor. When she walked around the upstairs hall, she realized that the noise originated from behind her fathers closed bedroom door.


Throwing the door open, she was astonished to see her father, dressed in a tuxedo, with a glass of bourbon in one hand, and her vibrator violently shaking the other.


"Daddy! What in tarnation is goin' on?" She shouted!


Without hesitation, he replied "Sylvie, I have needs too! Isn't it obvious? I'm having a drink with my son-in-law! So please leave us alone, and shut the door on your way out."


-Sayonara-


P.S

Happy Birthday B!!

The One with The Ancients

RVL’s Pick:

That’s Not My Name – The Ting Tings

Main Offender – The Hives

A recent conversation with the Red One confirmed my suspicions, The Gods are pissed at me or at least their worried to an extent that I’ve gone over to the dark side.

In truth, maybe I have…

maybe I am a convert…

I’ve been teased and taunted by the Titans again and again that I think I’ve given in. I like the dark side, its faster, its scares me to shit, the rush is more exhilarating, and best of all, the price of all these freedom is considerably less.

I’m talking about sportbikes, yes I’m addicted. You see I’ve always been a “car guy” very much like how the Red One and I have always been an “ass man” opposed to “tits”. However after my acquaintance with the Black Widow, all I want to do is ride, to a point that I’m starting to hate the normal driving commute to work and the drives to pick friends up and the drives to go shopping or when it’s raining which I’m confined to do. The rain! and oh my god the rain, this is where I truly believe that the car gods are worried for the loss of another petrol head. Whenever I plan to ride or grab the keys, the clouds gather together and ruin my day. But the instance I send the Black Widow to the shops for some part of something, the skies open up and the heavens smiles. It’s like somebody increased the brightness and contrast settings on the monitor. This is annoying me to shits.

I apologise to the Gods for my association with the Titans, but just like The Ghost of Sparta, you can’t keep me a servant of Olympus forever and the walls of Tartarus will not hold me. I’ll definitely come back and flirt with the gods every once in awhile, but for now, my attention is on two-wheels and it’ll stay there till somebody loans me an SLR roadster or a GT-R.

-Sayonara-

The One with The Down Month

Rvl’s Pick:

Great DJ – The Ting Tings

Over & over – Hot Chip

What is it about September? I’ve never been a fan of this particular month, and as of last year I have another reason for not liking it much. To me it’s the month in between everything, from summer to the holidays. It bears no significance except that it brings fall which I consider to be the most romantic season.

And I’m not alone in this, I have several buddies in the same page as me about this month. But alas having several other good friends who are September babies don’t help much when you’re picking a month to dislike. Happy Birthday Natasha & Mia Palencia! Sorry I’ve no present for any of you but I shall bear gifts for Christmas.

Last Sunday was spent half working and half riding, which is good for me. Even the weather was nice about it. Sunny skies but acceptable temperature makes for a very relaxed and spirited session. To top it off the gentle breeze cooled us down at every rest top designated.

I need more Sundays like this, more free time of my own. I haven’t gone on a proper vacation in a long long time. Hopefully, I’ll be able to plan something by year end. There’s always the yacht and the regatta.

-Sayonara-

The One with The Screwy Weather

Rvl’s Pick:

Not a love song – Uh Huh Her
Explode – Uh Huh Her

After a long and rather effing stressful day at the office on Friday, I managed to de- stress slightly by heading to TAG for the final Friday in loft. I wasn’t too crazy about the crowd but the DJs really outdid themselves on Friday and in case anybody is wondering, no I did not make it for Merdeka Terbang Layang and I get back to that in a sec.

I did however enjoy the crowd at LapSap’s final day in Loft on Wednesday night, but I’d have to say that the music is not that of typical LapSap at all. In fact I think it sounded more like TAG which is kind of disappointing.

Now back to the earlier story, after TAG on Friday instead of sleeping the remnants of the night. I got on the “Black Widow” and proceeded to go mental on the road. I needed the rush, needed the kick in the head. After hitting something close to 210kph on a fairly windy night and on very worn out fronts I decided I should head back before I killed myself.

I woke up the following afternoon in a puddle of cold sweat and with a head that’s shrunk to the size of an apple. I don’t what the heck is wrong with me. Is it flu? Is it a cold? Or is it something new? Whatever it is, it’s driving me insane! I can’t sleep, eat or do much of anything because my whole body hurts. And is bad enough I have riding plans on Sunday. And also the fasting month starts on Monday.

Speaking of which, those are the two main reasons on why I skipped Merdeka Terbang Layang, I’m sorry to TAG and all the fans but I just can’t bring myself out. I was coughing lungs, liver and kidneys by Sunday night.

Now if you would excuse me, I want to go stick a knife down my throat.

-Sayonara-