will i am's delayed diary

It's not every day that you see characters from "Journey to the West" at the LRT station. Here's a photo of Tang Sanzang having a smoke with his eldest disciple, Sun Wukong . "EEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeee! Babi!!!". Oh wait, that's Zhu Bajie being interviewed a couple of people. I hope they won't have to samak the station due to this. This was actually a Teochew opera that was part of Arts on the Move (AOTM) Kuala Lumpur. AOTM by ThinkCity aims to rejuvenate urban spaces with the arts to create a more livable environment for all.

Every year, Cutiepie will make the time to celebrate my birthday. This year, it was on a Friday night after work. KH and I walked over to her office building. As luck would have it, before she could leave work, her boss threw a bitch fit and pulled her into a meeting. There was nothing we could do but wait. At least there was a Starbucks at the lobby where we could chill and sip an Asia Dolce Latte. By the time Cutiepie came down, she looked a bit drained. Thought it was due to work, but it was actually something more sinister. Anyway, she drove us to the dinner venue-- Pampas @ Old Malaya . Something new for me. Some genius had transformed a whole row of pre-war shophouses into restaurants with much character ( but little parking ). Disaster struck when we reached the restaurant-- Cutipie had started feeling nauseous. Several times she rushed to the toilet to vomit. The culprit was probably the lunch at Reggae Mansion ( avoid! ). In her condition, she only managed some hot w

I celebrated my 36th birthday on Sunday, the 9th of October. Went to church as usual and lunched nearby. A new café offering East coast delicacies had popped up at Sunwaymas, so we decided to give it a try. The name of the place was Cafe Kesom , but they had not put up their main signboard. I kept seeing Blook Warehouse. Like Capital Nasi Dagang in Damansara Uptown, this place has a Chinese proprietor and serves Kelantanese food. Kesom uses a self-service approach where you are given a tray and you cherry pick whatever add-ons you desire. Unfortunately, the counter is too short and the checkout too slow for such an implementation. To gauge the authenticity of the place, we ordered the two classic dishes-- Nasi Dagang and Nasi Kerabu . One bite of the Nasi Dagang and my taste buds could not detect a single percentage of Nasi Dagang in it. Tasted all wrong. Couldn't detect the taste of fenugreek. To make matters worse, the rice was soft. The basic Nasi Dagang also doesn'

OUG's multi-level wet market finally opened its doors. DBKL christened it The Market Place . I can now proudly tell people that I go to MP every week! The new market has much needed basement parking, toilets, and two floors of market retail space. The ground floor is reserved for vegetables, fruits, poultry, meat, and garden plants while the first floor is for dry groceries and other products. Above that is OUG Jade Restaurant which looks really posh. Recently they had some drama on FB where they openly had a war of words with a disgruntled customer. On the top floor is an indoor badminton court. On the ground floor, a drain runs through the middle of all the walkways. The drains have metal covers so the whole market rings with the sound of feet tramping on the metal plates. Wonder what hearing to that day in, day out does to a person. On a separate note, Bersih 5 T-shirts had also started to appear at the market. Felt like ages since I serviced my Iswara Skyline. I was not s

It's been a while since I posted any LRT Celebrities. My sincerest apologies for my lapse in providing a continuous supply of LRT cuties. Today I present you with a Mystery Hunk that I had seen several times on the Sri Petaling line. As you can see from the spy pics, he has a gym fit body. Look at those arms and nicely-shaped torso. From the angle of the photos, you can see his prominent nose and thick eyebrows. Hints of a macho face no? To be honest, he's not so blessed in the looks department, but from my photos, it gives an illusion that he is a handsome hunk. We all need to find our most flattering angle. Haha.

All of us were exhausted. I vaguely remember the sound of the kettle boiling in the middle of the night, but I wasn't sure what time that was. KH nudged me awake and gave me a drink of water. In my sleepy state, I nudged his hand and doused some of the water on me. That didn't bother me at all, I immediately slipped back to sleep. I just slept and slept and slept, refusing to wake up until the curtains were drawn at 9:00 AM. Breakfast wasn't included in our free stay, so we had to hunt for food outside. Our first choice was the Imbi Market at ICC Pudu. We parked our car at the open air car park. The foreigner who was minding the car park was nice enough to tell us that the market was closed for Awal Muharram. Opss. Plan B was executed. We drove to Tuck Cheong Dim Sum at Jalan Kancil. That was closed too. Argh. Plan C? Randomly pick an open coffee shop. Celebrated Coffee House looked like a good choice. Always go where a healthy crowd is present ( even Myanmarese ea

KH makes all his hotels bookings through hotel.com . To reward him for his continued support, they gave him an in-store credit of SGD175 to spend before the year is out.The timing was perfect. My quick-thinking hubby immediately incorporated that free stay into a staycation plan for my upcoming birthday. He chose the best deal, which was a night's stay at Shangri-La . On Sunday, I went to church as usual and went to lunch with mum at Le Pont Boulangerie . Recently, they launched a new menu and added more tables and chairs at the bakery. Business was brisk and they were obviously swamped. I chose several signature items from the new menu-- Sous Vide Duck Breast and Strawberry Symphony. The duck breast was supposedly infused with orange ( sous vide means cooked in airtight plastic bags ), but it was too subtle for me. However, the meat was moist and tender, and the pairing with blueberry sauce was quite good. The Strawberry Symphony was a puree of strawberries, oranges and cher

During my childhood, the Nine Emperor Gods Festival was an annual event that I looked forward to. During the nine days of celebration we would go there on at least two nights. Different ceremonies were performed each night, coupled with lion dances and opera performances. Several mediums oversaw the ceremonies which included fire walking, dipping one's hands in hot oil, crossing a knife bridge, body piercing, tongue slashing, and beating with a flail. Always interesting to watch. For those nine days, I would be wearing a yellow cloth talisman on my wrist. As far as I remember, we would always attend the last day where there would be a bridge-crossing ceremony. Mum would make sure that we wore a white T-shirt so that the vermilion seal can be clearly stamped on when we stepped off the bridge. Once that was completed, they would cut down the tall bamboo pole with the 九曲灯 lamp and burn the whole bridge, marking the end of the nine days. But anyway, the point that I want to make is