Published by simon
May 22, 2015
We’ve been talking about Pulau Ketam (Crab Island) for the longest, longest time. For more than a year. Every month had its share of distractions, but during one Sunday lunch we finally decided to set a date during the long Labour Day weekend.
After some logistics that went like clockwork, we picked up my MIL at 9am who just came down from Ipoh with my BIL. Off straight to the Cheahs’ across the highway. Packing everyone in one car (6 adults and 3 kids), we drove on the Federal Highway all the way to Port Klang. Getting to the jetty is a cinch, just go to end, past Port Klang town and turn right.
There’s a new jetty complex, and limited parking. At 10am cars were already lining up both sides of the road outside. Just follow the sign to the jetty queue, you will see the ticket counter eventually.
(I hope I get Ah Boy’s boat!!!)
Ferries run hourly, but on weekends and public holidays, they run continuously as long as there are customers. we waited about 45 minutes and the queue was pretty long. If you take the smaller speedboat, the queue and travel time is shorter.
Via air-conditioned ferry, it takes about 45 minutes.
Land ho! Upon alighting, first thing you notice is that all that although that Pulau Ketam is quite far out in the river mouth, the water surrounding the island is shallow and much of the ‘beach’ is exposed at low tides.
At low tide you can see millions of tiny crabs and giant mudskippers. Them mudskippers are almost double in size of the ones I used to see in Ujong Pasir Melaka as a kid near my grandmother’s house. I guess generations of diesel and rubbish contaminated water has help mutated the species to what they are now. And also, I wondered WHO discovered that the mudskippers and these small crabs are NOT edible? Poor guy had to be the guinea pig to eat them first, and discover they tasted horrible.
Folks on this island stay in houses on stilts, exposed to harsh waves especially during storms.
Once you clear the long jetty, you are greeted by the largest restaurant on the island. Reviews show that this is probably also the best on the island. But we decided to walk around a bit first. It was also at this point that my MIL mentioned that that she just realized she HAS BEEN HERE TEN YEARS AGO. Umm okaaay.
There’s only one main walking path through the islands, crammed with pedestrian tourists and cyclists. Along the way you’ll see a few stalls selling snacks, knick knacks and well, not much else.
(FRIED ice cream. As if ICE CREAM wasn’t unhealthy enough)
the centre of the island is where most of the restaurants are concentrated (which is to say maybe 5 of them). it gets crowded very fast, so make sure you arrive early or wait a long time. We chose a restaurant can Remember Me but didn’t really expect much of the food, since reviews said that the seafood here is nothing spectacular. Bill came up to RM80 for all of us. Didn’t take any good pics.
After lunch we walked to the other end of the island. there’s a huge temple with a open square of some sort, and mostly houses.
Since got not much else to do, we walked back to jetty, stopping to buy some keropok and ice cream. Then we waited for the boat.
I guess Pulau Ketam is good for maybe half a day visit. There’s really nothing much to see, so you really need to manage your expectations. The smell of sewage (it drops straight into the sea) wasn’t as bad as I expected, but the rubbish is really overwhelming. I really feel they should organize a massive cleanup (granted, most of the rubbish has been there for generations) if they want to capitalize more on tourism.
So anyway, by the time we got back to Port Klang it was only 4pm, so we decided to join the mad crowds in this place I’ve heard SO much about – GM Klang.
After jostling for 2 hours with what seemed like half the Klang population, we left for dinner. Since it was so early, I thought we could take a slow drive back to PJ. But someone pointed out that since we were ALREADY here, why not stick to the original plan of eating dinner at Port Klang. I thought well okay, but its kinda early.
By the time we got to Bagan Hailam, I realize that 6pm is apparently NOT too early for dinner. the carpark was nearly full.
Bagan Hailam is just across the Klang river from the Port Klang jetty to Pulau Ketam, but it was a great ambience. “More Pulau Ketam than Pulau Ketam” was an apt description.
(waiting for food)
Ive been here for dinner a few times before, but the last time was probably about 14 years ago.
Dinner was really good, compared to the bland lunch today. I should come back here more often. Can’t remember what the bill came up to, but the delicious fried fish slice above cost RM75.
It was still early when we got back to PJ, so we drop by Softsrve in Uptown.
the dry ice thing is really gimmicky, the ice cream is nothing to shout about. I’d pick Inside Scoop over this place any day. But the décor is nice though.
So ended our long day out. Too bad Patrick and Mei Yan couldn’t join us. Maybe next time.
Published by simon
May 20, 2015
So I hear David Letterman is retiring today after 33 years and 6,000 shows.
If you were to ask me if I prefer Leno or Letterman, in a heartbeat I’d answer Letterman. I’ve been a Letterman fan ever since I started watching him on the old MetroVision channel (remember that one?) in the mid-90’s. Even then Leno was more popular than Letterman, especially with the younger crowd. But to me, Letterman was funny, Leno wasn’t. there was this smarmy ‘I’m funny’ side to Leno that I disliked, to me Letterman was genuinely funny. 90’s Letterman was mellowed version of his earlier persona (judging from reports and Youtube clips). After I watched ‘Late Shift’, the movie about how NBC screwed over Letterman by giving Johnny Carson’s old job to Leno, the more I empathized with the former for his self-depreciating humour.
I’ll have to admit that I haven’t watched old Dave for more than a decade. These recent years Dave has really mellowed far too much, I can even say that he’s hardly even trying to be funny anymore.
between the new guys – Jimmy Kimmel, Jimmy Fallon and Conan O’Brien, I watch all three of them (thanks to their online videos), and I like all three of them. I’d say I like Conan the most for his sense of humour, but all 3 of them have their good and bad points. Kimmel’s a nice guy, but he’s not putting the effort to be funny or innovative. I never found Guillermo, the late Uncle Frank (or Veatrice) or Adeline funny. About the funniest thing on his show is his Cousin Sal, now that guy’s funny. Give him more segments, I say.
Leno’s successor Jimmy Fallon is another nice guy, and undoubtedly funny. but there’s just something about his humour that doesn’t really sit right with me, but I really like his skits and games with celebrities. Now that’s putting in the effort to be innovative.
Conan, well, to me he’s the best of the trio. Being gracious even after getting screwed over by Leno earns brownie points from, but he’s genuinely funny and an affable host. He has a good sidekick (Fallon’s whatsisname sidekick is just creepy). and Conan’s Clueless Gamer series is just about the funniest segment on late night TV.
So coming back to David Letterman. obviously he can’t compete with these new younger guys, so I think its way past due that he retires. Goodbye Dave, and thanks for all the laughs, chief.
Published by simon
April 30, 2015
Twin Peaks, a.k.a. “Who Killed Laura Palmer” is often mentioned as a cult TV series, but one I’ve not watched. I watched the first episode on RTM2 when it was shown back in 1991 (or possibly 1992), but I never continued the series. In any case I don’t think RTM finished broadcasting the first season. But I generally know the story, homecoming queen Laura Palmer was murdered, the entire surrealist series explores the townsfolk and seeks to solve the mystery.
So while on a break from The West Wing (getting somewhat boring) I started the with the pilot.
There’s a two hour premier, followed by 7 episodes of Season 1. Season 2 has 22 episodes, rounding it up to 30 episodes in total. After the series ended, there was a movie called Fire Walk With Me. Recently Showtime confirmed a new season will be coming, after close to a quarter of a century later.
Re-watching the pilot, I find myself only remembering the key scenes, namely the first (Laura scene) and the Ronette scene, and were probably the most memorable. Some websites have noted the premier as one of the best pilot episodes on TV. I tend to disagree, but its top notch tightly plotted no doubt.
The aforementioned opening scene is when a fisherman finds the body of Laura Palmer washed ashore, wrapped in plastic. Soon after that, we are introduced to the townsfolk, each seemingly hiding their own personal seedy secret. After that it can seem a little confusing, too many characters are introduced, each linked to someone else. the only 3 straight arrows seem to be Sheriff Truman and his 2 deputies.
Then star of the series, Agent Cooper, makes an appearance.
Out of the whole ensemble cast, and this being a HUGE cast, the standouts for me are definitely Kyle MacLachlan (Agent Dale Cooper) and Sherilyn Fenn (Audrey Horne). watching the series really made me wonder why Fenn never made it as a huge TV or movie star. Well, the mysteries… Some roles/characters were weak, like Joan Chen (Josie Packard), overplaying the victim role far too often.
The first season was strong, partly due it being shot and tightly plotted.
Then when I came to season 2, it was disappointing. I know that David Lynch was pressured by the network to reveal the killer midway through the season due to sagging ratings, but what it did was kill off the show prematurely. After the killer was revealed in the 8th episode, the remaining 14 episodes started to lose focus and get more surreal. the storyline line moved on to Windom Earle and Black Lodge / White Lodge arc, which to me, wasn’t as compelling as the Laura Palmer storyline.
The finale was the Black Lodge episode, full of symbolism which at the time I couldn’t really be bothered to decipher, and it all finally ended with an X-Files-like ending.
On to the movie Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me.
It was filmed as a sequel and prequel to the TV series, but personally I felt that it was a horrible movie. The only people who would have watched it would have been die-hard Peakies. Anyone else would have fell asleep or walked out of the cinema. I think it ruined the legacy of the series somewhat. The mystique of Laura Palmer was gone, in its place, we see this disturbed and unstable girl taking up most of the screen time.
it did end well for her, though, but it never really explains what happened to Agent Cooper, which is my biggest gripe.
In conclusion, Twin Peaks was definitely an outstanding TV series, for daring to be different. After completing the series I went back to the Internet to read the threads, and wow, I seem to have missed quite a bit of the symbolism especially about the two lodges. But I suppose Twin Peaks is a series set in that time in our TV history – the slow burn pacing and slapstick humour would definitely not fly on TV today. I’m not sure the secret of the killer would be kept that long today, either.
On another note, I was pleasantly surprised to see a few stars appear on the show, like Lara Flynn Boyle (The Practice) playing a major role, David Duchovny (X-Files) as a cross dressing FBI agent, and Heather Graham. the movie had Chris Isaak and a very young Kiefer Sutherland.
So we wrap up another series in my Catching Up with TV series. Now, I wonder if should go look up those Sherilyn Fenn movies…
Published by simon
April 12, 2015
Its been close to 6 years since I stopped watching animes, the last one was Ergo Proxy, and even that took me a few months to complete. In the interim, I’ve moved on to lots of the other series, mostly American drama and sitcoms. But I’ve always wanted to come back to anime, time permitting.
So six years, some reminiscing about Fullmetal Alchemist and Black Lagoon, i started reading about new anime series. It seemed that the scene has changed a bit since my last visit, with better and more matured series.
Anyway, i started with Tatami Galaxy, partly because it was only 12 episodes, and easy starter back into the scene.
The series is a slice of life comedy drama about a college student dreaming about his rose coloured life on campus. The first 9 episodes are the retelling of the same scenario, sort of like a parallel universe version of his life. The story is always somewhat the same, the protagonist has an optimistic view upon entering college, joins a club to meet his dream girl, gets disappointed and alienated. In the process of the repeated scenarios, we are introduced to the supporting cast – a zen like master, a troubling making best friend, aloof girl classmate, hot dental assistant, etc.
Although in retrospect, the first 9 episode, though repetitive, tell a overarching storyline, sitting through it started to get tedious for me from the 3rd episodeonwards. Only from the 10th episode onwards did the plot start coming together and moving forward. I think the 12th and final episode is the strongest (the 11th is too surreal) and really shows its maturity in narrative.
On the whole, i liked that it tried to take a different approach in the anime medium. I would recommend it for a quick watch, just persevere through the monotony of first half of the series.
Published by simon
April 5, 2015
This post is much delayed, I finished the season 2 months ago during CNY, but never got round to write about it.
This season is ominous because it originally premiered in the US right after the 9/11 attacks back in 2001. There was a special to address this event, done with the best intentions but it was rather boring and preachy to say the least. The good thing was this episode was not part of the main storyline chronology.
Season 3 proper started off with the cliffhanger of the previous season, President Bartlet expectedly announcing he is running for re-election. The main storyline was the leak that the President had multiple screlosis (MS), and that he hid this fact from the public during his campaign. They did a good job in building up the momentum leading up to the Congressional hearings, but the storyline fizzled out when he avoided the confrontation by taking a censure from Congress. I was disappointed in this turn in the plot, i thought in real life rhe Republicans would not have let him go off so easily, and would have milked it for all its worth especially with the reelection coming up. The second thing was i thought it would have made better drama had the confrontation played out further.
Anyway, there was a side plot of CJ getting a love interest, and another about a terrorist from Qumar, which led to the cliffhanger for the season.
But the best bit from the season was a culmination of the reelection storyline when Barltet finally meets his Republican opponent face to face. Good TV there.
Right. So that was season 3. In the 2 months since, I’ve gone off drama in general, spending more time on books and other stuff. I’ll get back to West Wing. Sooner or later.
Published by simon
February 24, 2015
This is an ongoing review series, to read my take on the first season, see here:
After the euphoria of Season 1, I started the second season immediately. The first season cliffhanger was the shooting of President Bartlet, although we all know well nobody’s going to get seriously wounded.
Season 2 started off strong, with a flashback 2-parter, showing what everyone were individually doing before the campaign team was assembled for the Bartlet campaing. It was timely to show the backstories of the main characters, because in the course of the first season they’ve dropped tantalizing hints on how Jed Bartlett decided to run, and how the team came together. I really loved this 2-parter, and I look forward to more flashback episodes, especially on the key moments in the election campaign and victory.
But as the season moved along, I started losing interest mid-way through, so my progress slowed a bit. The latter half of the season picked up considerably, helped by key developments in the story arc – The president’s multiple sclerosis, the death of Mrs. Landingham (that was really unexpected) and his decision to run for re-election.
Overall, I thought the S2 was weaker than the premier season, even if the characters are more fleshed out. Josh Lyman and his assistant Donna are still my favourite characters.
Published by simon
January 23, 2015
So after finishing up with Jack Bauer’s 24 (read about my reviews here), I was wondering what TV show to catch up on. I was googling up on ‘Greatest TV shows of all time’, and had narrowed down a shortlist like ‘Band of Brothers’, ‘The Sopranos’ etc.
As usual, Boone came to my rescue. what about The West Wing? Bingo! I was soon on way watching.
Before starting on the show, I had a rough idea that the show is a drama on the life of the President. I assumed it was a serious drama, with heavy issues the President faces in real life. But after a few episodes, I realized, it is more of a dramedy (as much as I dislike that word), or drama with comedic moments. Kind of like Ally McBeal, or Suits.
Anyway, on to the review of the first season, starting with the pilot episode. I thought it was clever for them to talk about the President the entire episode, but not show him right until the last scene. And when President Bartlett finally makes an appearance, man, what an entrance.
The West Wing is about the daily lives of the 6 White House senior staff and the Democrat President. The supporting cast includes their assistants and the First Lady. Everyone talks fast, and is incredibly witty. Although all 7 stars get equal camera time, my two favourite characters are Josh Lyman (Bradley Whitford) and Sam Seabourne (Rob Lowe). In fact, my favourite parts of the show are the ‘walk-and-talk’ scenes between Lyman and his assistant, Donna. Their witty repartee is TV gold. How come my real-life assistant in my office isn’t so funny? She spend most of the time shopping online and gossiping on the phone.
The season ending cliffhanger is slightly out of character for the show with its high drama, but its good nonetheless.
I loved the first season. So much so I wanted to write about it as soon as I finished the watching this morning. Let’s see how season 2 fares.
Published by simon
January 17, 2015
There’s a quote going around FB and Pinterest about raising dogs. It goes something like “He might only be here for a part of your life but for him, you are his whole life.”
I’ve had 2 dogs in my life while growing up. They were part of my life, and for them, I was their entire lives. The very first of the 2 dogs, I got him when I was only 5 years old. I know this for certain because my dad took a picture of my sister holding him in her arms, the puppy was only a few weeks old. And my mom scratched the date on back of the photograph.
I remember the day. we reached my grandmother’s house in Melaka for our usual weekend visit, only to find a littler of 5 pups on the porch. Her dog had given birth. All them were alike (obviously), incredibly cute, and black as midnight. In later years, my dog would grow to have a thick coat of black, glossy fur, no doubt helped by a diet of rich and unhealthy food.
We took one pup, my cousin staying with grandmother kept one, and my rich aunt (then living in Kuantan) took one, the other 2 given away. I remember on the drive back home to Muar, I was thinking of a name for my pup, I was deciding between the only 2 dog names I knew – Scooby and Muttley. No surprise I went for the former. In later years when I watched American sitcoms, I was surprised how they named their dogs with human names like Fred or Roger.
So from 5 years old on, I lived and grew up with my faithful dog. he was everything you’d expect in a guard dog. He never barked unnecessarily , but was suitably fierce to suspicious people outside the gate. He never growled at us (except the one time my grandfather tried to move his dinner bowl while he was eating). He never disturbed the neighbourhood cats (unlike my other, later dog) and attacked pests and intruding vermin. One time a giant monitor lizard entered the house, and my Scooby fearless bit the body. I bet he was puzzled why his powerful jaw and sharp teeth couldn’t puncture the lizard’s leathery skin.
When he wasn’t a big dog, we’d take him to Melaka with us during the long year end school holiday when we stayed at grandmother’s house, when he’d spend his time outside his brother’s kennel looking at this other dog who looked strangely like him. His brother, named Balone (don’t ask me why) didn’t live for many years, though.
Scooby was a Doberman and Labrador mix, but he looked more Labrador. Once he outgrew his frisky puppy age, he wasn’t much of an active dog. Most of the he’d spend snoozing in at the back of the house or in the white wooden kennel we got for him. If we spoke to him, he’d give me this look that said “is this REALLY worth my time?”
But in later years, Scooby grew sick, immobile and had many visits to the vet. My mom loved dogs too, and spent a lot of money for his medicine. I always joked to my friends that my mom took better care of my dog than me, coz if ever was sick, all my mom said was “go and take Panadol lah, who asked you to stay up so late?!” At one point I had to forced Scooby to swallow his tablets, and hold him still while my mom dropped hydrogen peroxide onto his open sores.
Anyway, shortly after I left for uni, my dog died. he was 14 years old. I read somewhere dogs don’t usually live past 10 years, so I guess Scooby led a good life. he always at food from our table, was well taken care of, bathed often, and never scolded.
I sometimes wonder if it is true that all dogs DO go to heaven.
There’s an awesome webcomic by ‘Cheer Up, Emo Kid’ from a few years ago, about his dog, read it.
Published by simon
January 7, 2015
I reminisce about the darndest things while driving home. Today, i remembered about my first day in uni, 24 years ago. Good lord, has it been that long?
It was early July, only my dad came with me. My grandfather had just passed away, so my mom did not make the 3 hour trip down south. It was only my second time there, the first was for the interview a couple of months earlier. UTM back then was not part of UPU, they had their own arcane / clandestine method of selecting applicants.
I remember it was a quiet journey, i was unhappy and bitter with my dad for a number of things, some trivial, some not. I know getting accepted into a good uni is a fantastic thing, but back then i had a lot of issues with my parents.
Registration for the residential lodging was done on the first day, academic registration was done later in the week during orientation. I don’t remember much about the process, except that it was very organized – moving from counter to counter within the two interconnected mess halls. There was probably lots of forms to fill and documents to file. I distinctively remembered opening a bank account, too. There was only 1 bank on campus. There was even a counter taking registrations for PALAPES (military cadets). HAH, like hell i’m going to join something as regimented as that.
The place was filled with freshmen, with their parents and families. Chinese, malay, indian, Kadazans, Ibans, and all. Everyone was happy. I notice i was the only one who came without my entire family. Every freshman brought their own pail, just like me. I guess i had to learn this whole “hand wash” thing i heard so much about. Amongst the crowd of freshman, were some of the best friends id make in uni, like Dave and Ray, but i’d only meet them days later.
After the centralized registrations, we were directed to our rooms. They wrote it down on a piece of paper for me – L23A102B. I was fortunate to get the smallest of the 3 types of dorms. L23 is like a small semi-detached house, one side numbered A, the other B. Each side had 4 rooms on the ground floor, a small living room with settees, an empty kitchen (no cooking was allowed) and the toilet. upstairs, there were two rooms, and a small store. Mine room was upstairs facing the back.
When i reached my room, my roommate was already there unpacking. The door was ajar, but i tried my key to confirm it was my room. It clicked, and he smiled and said “roommates.”
“Can you speak mandarin?”
“Not so good”, i said. Good thing he could speak good English then.
Then when all the registrations were done, my dad left for home and i was alone in uni.
L23A had 8 freshman, plus one arrogant senior. Of the freshmen, most were my coursemates, except 2 guys doing Diploma in Civil Engineering, and two doing Aeronautical. There were 5 Chinese guys, 2 affable Malay blokes and one Sabahan (who once was locked out of his room with only his towel on). We all actually got along fine, despite coming from vastly different backgrounds.
Anyway back to that first day. We were free until dinner, where we had to were our batik complimentary (cheap) batik shirt and gather at the hall. Dinner was rice, beef and veg (with side of horrendous pineapple soup) served in one of those trays with compartments. Then we had to listen to hours of long boring ceramahs about rules and growing up etc. Little did we know it was a preview of what we would endure for the rest of our orientation week.
At past one in the morning we slumped to bed, exhausted and asleep in seconds.
In retrospect, university was a great experience for me, getting to meet good and lifelong friends in those 5 years. They say college or university is where you rediscover yourself, how very true. But without getting ahead of myself, that, was my first day in uni.
Published by simon
December 31, 2014
Today is the last day of 2014, and keeping with tradition, I’m doing a review my past year in 9 points. To understand why only 9 (and not 10) you have to go back to the first of this yearly tradition to find out why. The past editions are in the following links:
So before the year ends and the fireworks go off, let’s start:
1. Annus Horribilis in Malaysian Aviation
No matter how isolated or disconnected you want to be from our mainstream news, no Malaysian can escape the horror of MH370, MH17 and QZ8501. What on earth happened? For MH17, it shadows the fateful flight KAL 007 in 1983. As for the other two, we may never know what happened.
Our annual family trip was to Lombok (read about it here). Wonderful experience, but our last big holiday for some time.
3. World Cup!
What a World Cup, eh? Compared to the last few ones, this one I enjoyed a lot. I think everyone loved this world cup, except for the Brazilians, and to a certain extent, their neighbours, Argentina.
4. Slave to the Grind
Work was / is still work. This year I thought I’d let some work go, especially with a full team on board, but these things never work that day. But still, we achieve a few important milestones for the company.
5. Sketch up
On my art pursuits, I knew that this year it would be difficult to keep up the momentum of my oil and watercolour painting, with the demands of my job and other pursuits. So this year I kept a sketchbook in the office to sketch during my lunch hour when there’s peace and quiet. Still going strong, only problem is finding the inspiration in an insipid environment…
6. Home Furnishing Spending Spree
Towards the last quarter of the year, we started preparing for the move to the new house, so it was a lot of visits the fairs – Perfect Livin’, HomeDec, Perfect Lifestyle, and lots of furniture stores and warehouses. Not to mention the spending…
7. Road Trips!
This was definitely the year for road trips! Besides the usual 1,000km CNY travels, we did Ipoh and Seremban / Port Dickson as a family. Cell group retreat was in Avani, Sepang. We also did Bentong, Sekinchan, JPO, Morib / Tg. Sepat / Bukit Malawati with friends. Life is always better with good company.
8. 24 Marathon
Beside the usual movie and TV show binge watching (I like this new term), I decided to catch up on all 9 seasons of Jack Bauer’s 24, since I’ve been hearing so much about it but have never watch it before. What started out as something to pass the time while waiting for the early morning World Cup matches, the marathon stretch until mid December for more than 5 months.
9. And finally, still more books
At the start of 2014, I scaled down on the my reading target, preferring to read only books that I really wanted to. But 18-book target was met with 3 more months to go, so the target was raised to 21, then 24 and finally 30. Still a far cry from the 50 books I did back in 2012 and 2011.