The 12th Malaysian General election is here again, i’m definitely casting my vote. Hope there won’t be a repeat of the fiasco the last time around, when all of us had to wait for 4 hours in the blazing sun only to find our names were NOT on the electoral list. I only got to vote (at 4pm in the afternoon) when i followed a rumor that they had changed my polling station to another school at the last mnute. Anyway, come March 8, please go and vote. After that, you can join me at the coffeeshop for a mid-morning break. Top Ten Things Heard During the 12th Malaysian General…

You know what I do when I don’t have mood to blog long strories? I do top ten lists! Top Ten Things I Learnt This Chinese New Year I can eat 4 mandarin oranges in a row before my pee starts to smell orange-y. Malaysia’s best tasting snack food, nga ku chips, is called ‘arrowhead root’ in English. Jackie Chan’s last few HK movies are getting progressively worse to embarassing (I watched 3 of his movies over the holidays). There’s normal yee sang, then there’s good yee sang. Then there’s yee sang where you can’t even find the salmon with a magnifying glass. There are A LOT more foreign workers…

Gong Xi Fa Cai, everyone! It’s been a good Chinese New Year holidays, for me. I travelled a lot, as usual, but this year, thank God, i managed to avoid all the traffic jams. I heard for those travelling at peak hours it was pretty bad, but at least most of the construction works have been cleared, except for that Tanjong Malim killer stretch. First things first – on Wednesday, the day before Chinese New Year, we took off from home early in the morning and headed back to my hometown in Johor. Travelling south has always been far easier than north, and we made it back before noon. When…

okay, final check: bags – packed book for vacation reading – packed jogging shoes – in car (i’m a jogging freak) blogs – updated (i’ll still be online anyway) petrol – full tank Looks like all set for Chinese New Year exodus. Covering 1000km in the next few days, contributing to the massive jam on the North South highway. Happy new year everyone, and enjoy yourselves.

There’s this contractor in our project, an old man with white hair called Chong. His name is Chong, his namecard is Chong, and everyone calls him Chong, although most of his underlings call him ‘lou sai’ (boss). But not my colleague – he calls the old man something that sounds like ‘Mien Jee’. His Chinese name isn’t anything close to that, and besides, Mien Jee sounds like a girl’s name (in fact my wife has a friend with that name). So after about a year, i tak boleh tahan already and asked my colleague why ‘Mien Jee’. This was the explanation – Back in the early 80’s when they were…

Here’s something you should pause to read – please support Jolene and her petition for safer bus rides in Malaysia, in the wake of the Lee Nian Ning story. There’s a blog set up here, so all details can be seen there. Don’t Play Games With Our Lives and Future.