The good thing about AMBP screening of Madagascar 2

I reached a milestone again in my short life as a blogger on 10.11.08. I won.a contest by the Star Online All Malaysian Blogger Project website which require you to write a slogan which I totally forgot exactly after I have written it. Lo and behold, on 6.11.08, the day that the contest closed, I received an email telling me I won myself either 2 or 4 tickets to the movie Madagascar 2 shown at Cathay Cineplex Damansara. I was preplexed as I was not sure whether I won 2 or 4 tickets and where is Cathay Cineplex Damansara. Is it Cineleisure or the one in One Utama. Although I frequent Cineleisure a lot, I was not sure whether it was a Cathay cinema or a TGV or a GSC.

From AMBP website

I called the number stated in the email and found out that I won just 2 tickets which the guy on the line advice me to come and choose the seats as they were allowing those who won to choose their seat according to their preference. As I was quite busy, I only managed to go to the Star Tower on the day of the show itself which was at 11am on 10.11.08. I though there was counter or a queue at least but discovered it was done by going to the 7th floor, went into their office and at the guy's cubicle, I just choose my seats. I forgot to ask him which cinema it was but a stroke of genius made me look at the Star newspaper and discovered that there was only one Cathay cinema which is in Cineleisure in Damansara.

This win was just at the back of another win the week before when I got to watch for free the new James Bond. Read it here http://howmanthink.blogspot.com/2008/11/ogling-olga-in-quantum-of-salaciousness.html.

The movie Madagascar really made me think feel that I am growing old as I couldn't enjoy the movie as much as I used to enjoy Disney cartoons of yore. In my head I keep on thinking the movie was too childish and too simple. There was no plot twist and most character falls under the description of 'cute'. From Alex the Lion to his 3 buddies to King Julien to the penguins. All those from Madagascar are back and then some...

The really good thing I could say about this movie was the lack of kids in the cinema as most bloggers who got the tickets brought themselves and the other good thing is the new movie trailer that was shown for the coming summer 2009 attraction. If during the free screening of Quantum of Solace we were previewed the trailer of Terminator 4, this time we were given a glimpse of Monsters v. Aliens (or is the title supposed to be the other way around). It seems these advance screening were places for you to see upcoming trailers...only that the Malaysian moviegoers are still not that excited of movie trailers as their USA counterparts.

Whatever it is, I am only waiting to see the 'Watchmen' above all the other movies in 2009. That will be the Batman of 2008 which may even be a flop...

What's wrong with the song "If I was a boy..."

Lyrics

You do know that this song is a very unfair representation of my gender, right?


Beyonce took it from a rock song and turn it into her own version of a women begging her 'boy' to understand her and saying how she would have handled the situation the couple is facing, unlike how the boy is handling.

She said she would not turn off her phone making the person calling thinks she was alone.

She would know how to love a girl and be a better man...

She would listen properly to her cause she know how it feels to be taken for granted...

She would turn off her phone so people would think she was sleeping alone...

She would do all this to make the girl she is courting feels wanted, appreciated, feeling loved, know every wishes and her dreams and then some. This was all that Beyonce promised she would do, if she was a boy...

The problem with this lyrics, is...

This job that she called for is suited for a MAN, not a boy... unless she wants cute to be the boy...

p/s - when I hear thje song again last night, at the end of it that was what Beyonce ask, for the boy to be a man...

"Love Like You Will Never Get Hurt"

        Love        

     Like You    
       Will         

   Never Get     

        Hurt         

Those words are on a fridge magnet on my fridge. There are just those words written in black and on a gold background. Nothing else.

I bought it when I was on a trip to Freemantle, Australia, without my wife. I know she would either love it or hate it as the words may be true but its implication, if the second part of the sentence ever happen, it is something that she hates to think about.

Would you give yourself to love like this?

I was always amazed during my university years when I saw couple who can hang on nearly 5 to 6 years before they got married as they want to finish their study first before they need to confront their parents that they were a couple and wanted to get married. Some were just waiting and one couple I know broke off 3 months after graduation as the guy was delaying the marriage as they had been together for 6 years.

I would love to think that I did the same thing but not as early as some and I would say that there are no regrets on my part when I did it when I got married.

Still do...

And I got the fridge magnet to remind me of it

Take a Bow

I did blog once on the issue of a man who cheated and was caught by the wife when she saw his phone messages to his mistress. I did make a remark that he was not stupid because he cheated but he was stupid because he was caught.

It seems that my idea is not that original as there was the Rihanna song, Take A Bow, in which she said :

"And don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not,
Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught"

Maybe its the anthem of cheating men or discrimination by women of men or profiling of men by women that we, men, are all labelled as cold-hearted especially if we cheat. There is also a saying "Women need a reason to cheat but men just cheat because they can".

Is it the man to be blame when men cheat? How about women? They cheat too. Is it ok if they do it due to not enough attention given by their partner or do they just do it for the sake of cheating. I do believe in this regard in this day and age, the playing field is level and men or women play the cheating game with the same reason. The difference may be the tools that are use to snag the 'prize'?

Threesome

Guys, if ever you are presented with this dream opportunity, if it is with one woman and another man, would you do it?

Most guys would think that a threesome is when two women is 'serviced' by one man. How about the other way around?

Actually, aesthically and physically, a woman's body is more suitable for a threesome than a man. We only have but 1 tool but women can easily please a man even without taking her clothes off. Ok, I know man can do it too but the satisfaction is different (I think). The basic need of a copulation also differs when we have something which sticks out and women have places where you stick it in.

I remember in FRIENDS when Joey and Chandler had this conundrum where they had to imagine what happened if they were involved in a threesome with a woman. Where would they put their hand? Would they need to close their eyes? Who goes first as the second person will have to contend with the other person's 'liquid'.

Willing participants in a 3some

All this and other questions too graphic to explain and think about made me think that I'll stick to making love to one woman at a time.

Unless the other woman is a gift from that one woman I'm sticking with!!!

Just kidding dear...NOT!

Mammaries

You can see my nipples here

This topic is dedicated to a friend of mine who just can't get enough.

I can never figure myself whether I am an ass-man or a breast-man. I would like to think that I am both.

The topic I want to 'touch' today is on the beauty of breast and men's fascination with it. The problem with breast is that they are just there. You cannot hide the fact that they are beautifully displayed for all to see.

Those who are well endowed with top heavy breast had to endure the stare like this one girl that I know who is an attraction at my office. My friends who have seen her can attest to this fact. As she is small the fact that that part of hers are big cannot be denied. I didn't notice it until it was pointed 2 days after she started working. Honest!!!

Anyway, we men are hopeless when it comes to keeping our eyes at any woman's eyes if we are presented with a beautiful encased or sometimes undone mammaries. We would just stare. Maybe it was like what Freud had theorised when he said that men will always want to fall in love with their mother. And his theory came from the fact that men were nurtured by their mother's bosom before they were released to the wild.

Maybe they never let go...

p/s - women will outgrow their fascination as they grow their own. They can just stare theirs in the mirror...

Hair today, gone tomorrow

I was a balding man ever since I reached the age of 27. I can't explain why, but the MSG in so many of the food that I love to eat, which include the favourite maggi mee, is the most likely culprit. It is not scientically proven but if a lab test is done on my blood since the day I took that first bite on that first bowl of Maggi Mee, it might tell us something.

So, I now have to live with the fact that I don't have a crowning glory which every woman would feel inadequate if they have to face the same situation. It would be like a man who couldn't get 'it' up. That's how much I think a woman loves her hair (which is to say, its very, very important and not excluding those who wear headscraves).

Easy to maintain even early in the morning

If you see me now, you will not believe that I had a full hair when I was small which looks like I was one of the Beatles in their glory days. They even give a nickname 'Bujal' for the Malaysian kid's comic which was popular in 1980s. Bujal has this full hair which is so helmety that the top of it sticks up like some untrained corporals in an army's regiment. Basically, this Bujal character looks like John Lennon except for those pesky hair.

Men in Malaysia seems to accept their shortcoming in the hair department seen from the lack of toupee shops around. Only company like Svenson and Neeta's herbal hair remedy are brave enough to bank on their products to make money in Malaysia. With the rise of David Beckham and his metrosexual regime, these company might just make their money. Even he sometimes (or is it a trend too now?) goes bald. Jason Statham is another idol of mine...

As for me, I'll just stick with my balding head which made it easy for me to go and cut my hair.

Just imagine this, I only have to spend five minutes in a barber shop where I enter, say the word [and sometimes just signal with my finger '0' (zero) and use the machine], in which the barber will spend 3 minutes to pass the mechanized clipper on my head and walla! he's done. My wife really love this story of mine about how I cut my hair that she once follow me to see whether its true or not.

Nose picking

I love to pick my nose no matter what's the consequences will be.

Its just a totally men trait as much as scratching our balls or hitching our trousers in public. Don't lie by saying you have never done this, if you are a man or observe this, if you are a woman. If you do have boyfriends or husbands, at least they would have done it once in front of you or alternatively thinking you are not observing them and do it while covering it with a newspaper or a hand, as if it is enough to hide the fact that they are picking their nose.

That's a big nose you have there...

I still remember an episode of Seinfeld (which again will show the bloggers community how old I am) where the title character had to break off with one of his many date because she saw him picking his nose while he was in a taxi and her car passed him by. She had a conversation earlier in the episode where she stated that she just couldn't stand a man who pick his nose. She was gorgeous and Seinfeld was just going to bed her when he was caught with his finger up his nose. He was not even really picking his nose but was just scratching the side of his honker which is quite huge. In the same episode, Seinfeld's sidekick, George was trying to break it off with his then girlfriend and don't know how to break it to her. So, he picked his nose in front of her and they broke off.

Some have perfected the art of picking their nose while covering it up with their hands. Or by wheezing really hard to dislodge whatever booger that is stuck to roof of their nose. Or by being civil and take this business of nose picking somewhere private like a toilet for instance. To each his own.

Just not me, and a few thousands others.

So, women, just bear with it if you really love your men.

At least his not scratching his ball in public (if he does, send him to a finishing school)

Air kiss

Hari Raya has just past us by and now we are in the midst of Deepavali celebrations. Christmas and Chinese New Year will come along before you know it.

With all these celebrations being celebrated, the Malaysian tradition of open houses were alive and well (although the government rethought their involvement in it after the Pak Lah and Hindraf debacle). My observations in all these functions were the ladies and their air-kiss or cheek kissing for those you are familiar with.

There were a time (it shows how old I am) when you just shake hands with both your hands as the normal way of greeting. I had the experience of seeing my more affluent friends who literally cheek kissed their cousins and thought that it was such a big deal. This was in 1990s when Malays were not as assimilated into the western culture as we are now (at least not in Seremban that is).

Air kissing or.... ??? from Cruel Intention

Fast forward to today, I did comment on this new 'tradition' to my wife once 2,3 years ago, when the trend was just catching up. As I mingled with VIPs, the trend was more apparent and I remembered my wife complaining that she was always flustered as she didn't know whether it was supposed to be 2 or 3 times that the kiss are exchanged and whether it start from the left to the right or vice versa. To ensure no faux par happened, she just go with the flow.

As for my partner, who is more open in this matter, she seems to do it even if we are meeting someone familiar in a business environment which for me, is not that appropriate. But no one ever complains of it and I think its already accepted as a social culture ethic.

Nowadays, I even see my wife automatically do the cheek kiss even with her friends and it does not look so phony anymore. It does show the sign of time of our culture being assimilated into each other.

I even do it sometimes with ladies friends who seems to expect it whenever we met. As the norm, I let them decide to do it or not before I follow suit. Especially those who seems to have soft cheeks...

Heh..heh...

Breakfast at Tiffany's

On the 3rd of November, I had the chance to attend the launching of some new trinkets by Tiffany. I missed the event due to the secrecy of the organiser who only sms me the place of the event 1 hour before the event as Tiffany was offering jewelleries and they were cautious about the place of the event.

At least I managed to see Quantum of Solace on the 5th of November thanks to Celcom, (read about it here http://howmanthink.blogspot.com/2008/11/ogling-olga-in-quantum-of-salaciousness.html)

Hence, the title of this post.

It reminds me of the film featuring the everlasting image of Audrey Hepburn and the book by Truman Capote which I had just recently revisited.

Image from the film taken from

www.moviestore.com

The book and the film is about a character by the name of Holly Golightly who was observed by the other central character who lived on top of her apartment. Holly is a free spirited lady and a societe lady who seems to be at all the right event and with an ambition to snag the right man one day. She doesn't work and all her expenses were paid by her dates.

Do you believe it if I tell you that I once had known somebody who is the embodiment of Holly?

When I was living in a bachelor pad with a few other bachelors, we had this group of girls who lived in one of the other unit in the condominium. They were nearly 5 floors above us and I don't actually know how they came to be acquinted with my housemates.

This Malaysian Golightly was always hanging around our house at nights and if she was not to be seen during the night, she will do this one annoying habit. Being boys we had this believe that no one would want to come in and steal anything in our house as we have guest nearly every hour of the day. At night, only after 3am does the lights were off and on weekends, it rarely were. The front door was lock but sometimes it's not.

At odd hours, our Holly would come and she would waltz in as if she had a room in our house. In the early days that we got to know her, some of us did try to get her into bed (myself excluded as was just getting to know my would be wife) but I did face certain compromising situations in during certain mornings which can be labelled as being in bed with her (although it was more, being on the mattress, as I didn't have a bed then).

A few morning, after she rang our doorbell insistently, she started to get on our nerves. She was always at our door as her housemate rarely let her in after hours. She would then scanned for a place to sleep, which is anywhere she might fancy and that was what happened to me a few times. As the sofas and some rooms were locked due to other 'guests' in the rooms, she would always try mine. Mine was rarely locked as I have a roommate who was rarely home as he was a travelling salesman but if he did come home, he would want to get in and out as fast as possible, hence the no lock rule was agreed upon.

Bck to Holly, in certain mornings, I would find her asleep just beside me as if she was my companion for the night. It was not for lack of modesty or I was on a moral high ground but it did pose a problem on those cold morning when my 'certain component' was up early.

After sometimes, she became an irritant to my housemates who everyone tried to not have anything to do with. We later found out that she was a teacher in a college near our condo and she was lying about half of the things that she told us.

She was sometimes seen in weird companies like two guys in a Kancil dropping her for the night or an old man in a Mercedes. We could just look and speculated her activities.

As for me, I never really judged her as anything other than someone I got know during my bachelor life. We were never close but we did try to keep in touch even when I didn't live at the condo anymore. She even came for the food tasting for my wedding.

She did fade away as she change her phone number and none of my housemates kept in touch with her anymore.

Just that when I read back Breakfast at Tiffany, I just can't take my mind of my own version of Holly Golightly. Wherever she is, I hope she's okay...