Till death do us part!!
That's not Linen?
Dog Fetish...
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Downtown Adelaide...a new Tram line in action!
What does it all mean?
5 minutes walk from home to the train station and 15 minutes max straight into the city. We have decided that we will still walk no matter how convenient it will be rather than become the lazy pigs that we already are!
We might change our mind in Summer when it hits 45 degrees though....
Adelaide is quite pretty at winter's evening!
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Quote of the day...Feeling a little Romantic I think.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
Sam Keen, from To Love and Be Loved
Sam Keen, from To Love and Be Loved
Kevin - A small present for you to make you smile...
You’re a falling star, You’re the get away car.
You’re the line in the sand when I go too far.
You’re the swimming pool, on an August day.
And You’re the perfect thing to see.
And you play your card, but it’s kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don’t pretend, that you don’t know it’s true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.
[Chorus:]And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing.
You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.
You’re a carousel, you’re a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You’re a mystery, you’re from outer space,
You’re every minute of my everyday.
And I can’t believe, uh that I’m your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we’ll see it through,
And you know that’s what our love can do.
[Chorus:]And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing
You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
[Chorus:]And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It’s you, it’s you, You make me sing.
You’re every line, you’re every word, you’re everything.
You’re every song, and I sing along.
Cause you’re my everything.
yeah, yeah
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Yoyoma Ennio moment - This is beautiful (The Mission)
Sometimes we forget the beauty that Man possesses amongst all the violence and negativity of the world.
My Watch Fetish - Starck
I have to admit that I have a watch fetish and messenger bags (man bags as my other half calls them). I am soooo into man bags - it has the right amount of space for my camera and lenses!! Yes I have a camera fetish too.
These two watches are now mine - I've always wanted a Starck anyway and it will be cool to wear it to Japan on my trip. There is still the countless of watches in my wardrobe drawer - the Boss that is too chunky, the Raymond Weil Chrono that is too bright, the Seiko Chrono that the partner has yet to wear, the other dead watches that needs batteries and also some vintage watches that I pull out once a while to admire!!
The nice Movado Museum watch has at least found a home - Dad! He still hasn't worn them and not forgetting the Longines for Christmas. I think my fetishes has not rubbed off on them as yet.
The nice Movado Museum watch has at least found a home - Dad! He still hasn't worn them and not forgetting the Longines for Christmas. I think my fetishes has not rubbed off on them as yet.
Well I did try not buying anything this month but just couldn't help myself. The annual council rates are coming and the walk-in robe; well it is going to be another hellish bill. Sometimes I think everything is going down the drain each day. You work and the money just disappears into thin air.Still haven't got our new dishwasher and the garage door replacement is another $700/-. Endless but that is what happens when you own your own place...you can't go running to the landlord to get things fixed anymore. At least I have my health and that too is not going too well....you just can't win!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
The Chemical Brothers - We are the night....
A tribute to the health system around the world....
DO IT AGAIN!
DO IT AGAIN!
Le Grand Silence
Another movie/documentary not to be missed. No religious puns intended - just great cinematography.
The right to choose is ours to make and for us to live.
The right to choose is ours to make and for us to live.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Is my life more valuable than yours!
To all those voiceless individuals that are no longer with us, I remember...
Between April and June 1994, an estimated 800,000 Rwandans were killed in the space of 100 days.
Is my life more valuable than yours because I cannot be silenced?
Is my life more valuable than yours because I defend an ideology of Truth?
What if everything you believe in is flawed?
How do we live with ourselves for being so arrogant?
How can we atone?
Sometimes it is easier to live life oblivious.
Sometimes he slips into my thoughts...
I was 24 when Casey stopped me rather abruptly while shopping in a Japanese mall in Singapore. He was 31, blond, blue-eyed, my height, a firm handshake, enjoyed the outdoors and had a very amiable Oregonian accent. He said hi and wanted my number. I was flattered but could not understand the attraction he had for me. It was also kind of romantic in a way - infantile on my part but it makes me blush every single time I recall the incident. Fond memories they were.
He told me rather passingly later that someone told him that he would find his soul-mate from a previous life and that he needed to break the cycle of loosing that person over and over again. I had always brushed that sort of idea as a bit hippie for my palette but I am beginning to understand the words that was not said later in life. This person had also told him that he would know who it is from the moment that he'd sat his eyes on him/her - the sex being irrelevant.
I have to say that Casey was one of the most gentle person I've ever met. He had a big heart too - too big even for me at that age. He came at a time when I was experiencing loss - the reason why things could not have worked out for us. I could not see beyond the moment especially when everything was crashing down at the same time. What I knew of him could not sustain my fascination over his love and its ideals for us. I only saw despair.
He had tried his best to share his life with me. The various local paper cut-outs of his swim team, him shovelling snow in winter, the place that he was building and the log-cabins he would share with me when we'd go skiing, family pictures and that of work. I always remember the countless anecdotes written over brochures etc. of his thoughts at that time, scribbled in tiny script. He also saw me at my most vulnerable but was still willing to embrace what was to be. He was truly a genuine person that would envelope you whole with so much warmth from within that you can feel safe in his hands - very rare indeed.
So these days I reminisce and wonder what has become of my Casey. I still have the graduation card he sent me and the 2 Spokane Finisher T-shirt he left behind. I wear them still as a tribute to the memory of Love's Labour's Lost. I draw strength at times from the notion that he too knew what loss meant and had shared that knowledge with me whenever he could from far far away. I had found solace then and hope that he too have found someone that will do the same for him as he had done for me. I have never forgotten.
He told me rather passingly later that someone told him that he would find his soul-mate from a previous life and that he needed to break the cycle of loosing that person over and over again. I had always brushed that sort of idea as a bit hippie for my palette but I am beginning to understand the words that was not said later in life. This person had also told him that he would know who it is from the moment that he'd sat his eyes on him/her - the sex being irrelevant.
I have to say that Casey was one of the most gentle person I've ever met. He had a big heart too - too big even for me at that age. He came at a time when I was experiencing loss - the reason why things could not have worked out for us. I could not see beyond the moment especially when everything was crashing down at the same time. What I knew of him could not sustain my fascination over his love and its ideals for us. I only saw despair.
He had tried his best to share his life with me. The various local paper cut-outs of his swim team, him shovelling snow in winter, the place that he was building and the log-cabins he would share with me when we'd go skiing, family pictures and that of work. I always remember the countless anecdotes written over brochures etc. of his thoughts at that time, scribbled in tiny script. He also saw me at my most vulnerable but was still willing to embrace what was to be. He was truly a genuine person that would envelope you whole with so much warmth from within that you can feel safe in his hands - very rare indeed.
So these days I reminisce and wonder what has become of my Casey. I still have the graduation card he sent me and the 2 Spokane Finisher T-shirt he left behind. I wear them still as a tribute to the memory of Love's Labour's Lost. I draw strength at times from the notion that he too knew what loss meant and had shared that knowledge with me whenever he could from far far away. I had found solace then and hope that he too have found someone that will do the same for him as he had done for me. I have never forgotten.
The Chiro (not Cairo - I wish!) Experience
The 7th session went well yesterday but I am feeling a little bruised. Hopefully this will align my spine but hell does it cause much discomfort. I still have aches that I've never experienced before but along with that a mobility which is intriguingly refreshing. The duality is excruciating - pleasure and pain!
The only thing that is keeping me optimistic is the fact that my stamina has somewhat increased with my walking routine in full force. This will be needed for Japan coz we are planning to rough it out a little in preparation for next year's 4 country border crossing in Asia. Lots of pictures to take then. And not forgetting my new ice pack! I love you soooo much.....
Today I give thanks to a couple of people within this blog space whom I have found distant friendships (directly or indirectly):
Kevin - For reading the blog and making a connection that is genuine. See not only with the eye but with the heart.
Peter & Pinoyboy - For energising Ohmypod each week with an endless supply of news and humorous anecdotes. You're both sweethearts in my book.
John - For being able to laugh at oneself when everything else around you seems to make no sense. Less empathetic more energetic! Love's Labour's Lost 1598.
Andrew - For slowly but surely making me understand the joy of gay parenting through images and words.
Brad - For pushing an ideal that has been lost for a very long time - civic conscience.
Archer - For being in love and sharing his personal space with us though he is unaware of who I am.
I offer you all my gratitude +1 credit point for being you! Redeemable if we ever get to meet in person.
The only thing that is keeping me optimistic is the fact that my stamina has somewhat increased with my walking routine in full force. This will be needed for Japan coz we are planning to rough it out a little in preparation for next year's 4 country border crossing in Asia. Lots of pictures to take then. And not forgetting my new ice pack! I love you soooo much.....
Today I give thanks to a couple of people within this blog space whom I have found distant friendships (directly or indirectly):
Kevin - For reading the blog and making a connection that is genuine. See not only with the eye but with the heart.
Peter & Pinoyboy - For energising Ohmypod each week with an endless supply of news and humorous anecdotes. You're both sweethearts in my book.
John - For being able to laugh at oneself when everything else around you seems to make no sense. Less empathetic more energetic! Love's Labour's Lost 1598.
Andrew - For slowly but surely making me understand the joy of gay parenting through images and words.
Brad - For pushing an ideal that has been lost for a very long time - civic conscience.
Archer - For being in love and sharing his personal space with us though he is unaware of who I am.
I offer you all my gratitude +1 credit point for being you! Redeemable if we ever get to meet in person.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Australia needs faster broadband!!
This is my screen when I blog for the 1st 5-10seconds. Beat that!
Walking & Driving in Winter! Things you see....
We are all vessels...what colour are you?
I fear driving in the fog....
The Adelaide Farmer's Market - My Sunday Distraction
Some pics to tantalise... I've been really good - staying away from the nasty carbo sugar-coated yummies. Now back to the healthy stuff.
Sensuous!!
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Harry Potter - Order of the Phoenix
Everything from characters to plots had more holes in them than your regular Swiss cheese; cheap Swiss Cheese with great packaging. Maybe the true intension is try and flog the book for what its worth (hype) and because it is so badly done, you'd be annoyed enough to pick the book up wondering why everyone is so potty about Potter. Of course, it was far too intelligent for the film-makers to mention in the movie that Umbridge had sent the dementors in the first place. Huh? Where did the pensieve go - did the Director read the book? Pricks!
The CGI is no better than previous offerings but the confrontation sequence is worth a mention. I guess they wanted a PG rating - there was hardly any blood, gore nor death. With death-eaters everywhere how can there be no death? Ministry of Magic...not so magical.
The plus side of things : Gary Oldman is still a spunk.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
Are you my soulmate?
Reading blogs and listening to many podcasts, I've realised that there are a lot of single homosexuals out there equalling almost to those "Open" relationships union that is hard to fathom being a non-hedonistic commune we proudly call gay LTR/Monogamous? (SARCASM SARCASM!)
Some have chosen it as a lifestyle, some are just too proud to admit that they're not partner quality, some are still trying to re-live their youthful escapades and then there are those that are so battered, they've given up trying altogether often addicted to the beat and other nocturnal haunts revelling in anonymity that are less binding.
One of the issues I find is the argument of compatibility eg. he is too young, he is not buff enough, he is not rich enough, he is not good-looking enough, he is not intelligent enough, he is not bearish enough, he is Asian, he is too White trash, he is Latino, he is Afro-American, he is too fat, he is too thin, he is not my type and the list goes on and on. Maybe, gay people are truly just after the 'enough' factor. I have come to the conclusion that homosexuals are afraid of rejection. There is no easy way to find your soulmate. There is no checklist. Bigotry gets us nowhere.
Reality check: There is no perfect partner, boyfriend or soulmate for that matter...we are all defective and that is what makes us human. Those little quirky idiosyncratic flaws last a lifetime. So all those singles out there - give everything a go before making up your mind. There is a cornucopia of people out there waiting to fall in love so stop being a bigot and get yourself organised!
Cummon - You don't need the Pink Dollar Daniel..
Someone in Details is probably too gay!! Way Way too gay!
Monday, July 09, 2007
Cecelia Bartoli Vivaldi for Castrato.
Cecilia Bartoli's Vivaldi Agitata da due venti. The voice as harpsichord - for Castrato.
Sneaky Sound System - Summer Anthem.
Summer Anthems....for you on a hot summer's day and margaritas!
Sneaky Sound System
Sneaky Sound System
Sunday, July 08, 2007
LG Shine...Shiny..Shine Shine.
My new mobile fetish KU970...only 512mb though without expandable memory. The phone does come with a mircoSD slot in Asia but not in Australia... it is just sooo sleek and shiny!
Witnessing an accident!
It was surreal. The spacewagon was way too fast...country dirt roads are just not made for top-heavy vehicles taking corners at 70km/hr. Not a good way to start off the school holidays for the girls. 4 of them were under the age of 14 and the 'P' Plater was around 16-17. They were way way too fast and I had a feeling was not concentrating on driving at all, girls being girls.
Luckily we were there - got them out of the rolled over wagon and had a quick check on cuts, bruises and scars. Everyone was in shock - took the First Aid kit from the car and cleaned whatever blood we could off the cuts. I have seen this sort of accidents before having worked at the Traffic Dept years back. It felt normal - irresponsible kids not knowing the difference between dirt and bitumised roads. They were lucky coz if they had gone 5 more meters, they would have plunged 15 meters down a crevice. It would have been messy then.
So called the police and spoke to their parents over the phone explaining what had happened. Tried to comfort them while putting the fear of God into the driver on the reality of what could have happened. Coordinated one of the neighbours to take two of the girls home so that they could ferry an adult to the crash site so we could leave. All in all, it threw 1 hour off our schedule.
Thank God everything went alright.
An advice to all my friends...please be careful while driving. Far too many people die on the road these days. Be safe coz people whom you love will be so devastated should anything happen to you.
Luckily we were there - got them out of the rolled over wagon and had a quick check on cuts, bruises and scars. Everyone was in shock - took the First Aid kit from the car and cleaned whatever blood we could off the cuts. I have seen this sort of accidents before having worked at the Traffic Dept years back. It felt normal - irresponsible kids not knowing the difference between dirt and bitumised roads. They were lucky coz if they had gone 5 more meters, they would have plunged 15 meters down a crevice. It would have been messy then.
So called the police and spoke to their parents over the phone explaining what had happened. Tried to comfort them while putting the fear of God into the driver on the reality of what could have happened. Coordinated one of the neighbours to take two of the girls home so that they could ferry an adult to the crash site so we could leave. All in all, it threw 1 hour off our schedule.
Thank God everything went alright.
An advice to all my friends...please be careful while driving. Far too many people die on the road these days. Be safe coz people whom you love will be so devastated should anything happen to you.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
Sarah Chang...how art thou string my senses!
This is one of the best - in Berlin with Placido Domingo conducting.
Give me Bebel Gilberto today....on a tropical holiday...
Take me back when the world was a nicer place to live....Momento.
My rant for the day....
Rubbish attracts Rubbish
like Flies to a pile of shit.
Morons attract Morons
Like bogans to cheap KMart shoes.
I believe it is the way of the world
I can't argue with destiny but if I could change the world....
I would outlaw the right to procreate...and have licences instead.
Arrgggghhhh!
like Flies to a pile of shit.
Morons attract Morons
Like bogans to cheap KMart shoes.
I believe it is the way of the world
I can't argue with destiny but if I could change the world....
I would outlaw the right to procreate...and have licences instead.
Arrgggghhhh!
Wednesday, July 04, 2007
Just some random pics lately...
I want my own Toy Car!
Pancakes - My first stop ever when I landed in Adelaide 10 years ago!
And why did they have to kill Rose?
The boys seems to just go crazy at the Park.
Adelaide in Winter...Storms a plenty!
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Monday, July 02, 2007
The Common People - Are you insular?
There are things happening around us. Some of which we are unable to affect positively while there are circumstances in which we perpetuate to the point of self-destruction. Michael Moore does have his moments but at the end of the day he is still preaching to the converted. There are those whom have chosen to live ignorant lives and there are others standing on the precipice of change undecided.
I guess this is my take on the world. If we look at the percentage of people that have travelled or lived in other 'communities' where they had to develop inter-personal skills, it is indeed low. Where I work for example, 2/3 of the group have never stepped out of Australia. By not understanding the language, culture and socio-demographic backgrounds of others, we are unable to define ourselves. Building communities that isolates itself through ideology, belief or sexual preference is like trying to build Utopia. Our community is too myopic to embrace self rule let alone self control. In fact, the fear in communities are so strong that they cling onto unrealistic ideals. This is self-defeating and at a certain level arrogant.
The beauty about being human is to know at one point in your life how fragile existence is. Cowering within your communities only deny you of your own personal growth. It denies others of the beauty that you might impart to them including an unjaded eye of the world. This relationship is slipping away dramatically - the core underlying issue everywhere around the world where sectarian violence is rampant and labels are fashionable.
Being gay does not mean being different or special - it is more about accepting that you are not.
I guess this is my take on the world. If we look at the percentage of people that have travelled or lived in other 'communities' where they had to develop inter-personal skills, it is indeed low. Where I work for example, 2/3 of the group have never stepped out of Australia. By not understanding the language, culture and socio-demographic backgrounds of others, we are unable to define ourselves. Building communities that isolates itself through ideology, belief or sexual preference is like trying to build Utopia. Our community is too myopic to embrace self rule let alone self control. In fact, the fear in communities are so strong that they cling onto unrealistic ideals. This is self-defeating and at a certain level arrogant.
The beauty about being human is to know at one point in your life how fragile existence is. Cowering within your communities only deny you of your own personal growth. It denies others of the beauty that you might impart to them including an unjaded eye of the world. This relationship is slipping away dramatically - the core underlying issue everywhere around the world where sectarian violence is rampant and labels are fashionable.
Being gay does not mean being different or special - it is more about accepting that you are not.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
I feel ill today.
Have been up since 4am with tummy cramps. It must have been the chicken I ate. So down goes the mylanta, charcoal tablets and warm tea again. For someone with a weak stomach, I need to be a little bit more careful with what I eat. I never do and always end up feeling like crap.
The arm muscles are also not doing too well from over stimulation - trying to build back some muscle mass is a bad idea after a long absence. Maybe I need to re-evaluate my weekend schedule a little. The spare tyres are slowly disappearing - not much, emphasis on slowly and not much. Just need to get fit again.
It was quite an eventful Sunday...we brought down 2 trees that was causing us grief (it had like millions of spores that irritated the shit out of me), snapped the copper pipe (water) leading to the house with an axe in all that 'excitement' and of course my food poisoning soon after - what else can I ask for in a dream weekend? A trip to Chiro this afternoon... yupp that's more bad news I suppose but at least we have running water after $110 later.
The wardrobe people came this morning and was told to take the stuff back coz they were not up to scratch. I am still wardrobe-less with clothes, linen and everything else you can think off still gravitating towards the other rooms on racks. My shoes have made a temporary home in the dining room - at least I get to see them all lined up for once. I like my loafers and my zipped up boots especially in winter.
So tonight is probably soup night. I am staying away from anything heavy and of course will try and get a little more sleep. Watch Diana's concert last night... it was interesting but mediocre - I think the Princes need a touch of class but I guess it was a spur of the moment idea. I felt entirely devastated when Supertram came on with their medley - existence is such a contradiction.
The arm muscles are also not doing too well from over stimulation - trying to build back some muscle mass is a bad idea after a long absence. Maybe I need to re-evaluate my weekend schedule a little. The spare tyres are slowly disappearing - not much, emphasis on slowly and not much. Just need to get fit again.
It was quite an eventful Sunday...we brought down 2 trees that was causing us grief (it had like millions of spores that irritated the shit out of me), snapped the copper pipe (water) leading to the house with an axe in all that 'excitement' and of course my food poisoning soon after - what else can I ask for in a dream weekend? A trip to Chiro this afternoon... yupp that's more bad news I suppose but at least we have running water after $110 later.
The wardrobe people came this morning and was told to take the stuff back coz they were not up to scratch. I am still wardrobe-less with clothes, linen and everything else you can think off still gravitating towards the other rooms on racks. My shoes have made a temporary home in the dining room - at least I get to see them all lined up for once. I like my loafers and my zipped up boots especially in winter.
So tonight is probably soup night. I am staying away from anything heavy and of course will try and get a little more sleep. Watch Diana's concert last night... it was interesting but mediocre - I think the Princes need a touch of class but I guess it was a spur of the moment idea. I felt entirely devastated when Supertram came on with their medley - existence is such a contradiction.
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