oktoberfest @ 1u, malaysian style

So there was this event advertising cheap beer, food and lotsa fun. Takkan I don’t go, right?

Where: Rainforest Ground Floor, New Wing, 1 Utama
When: 21-23 Oct 2005, 5 pm onwards
What: Main attraction is the RM1 coin for a bottle of Warsteiner, exchangeable for a new bottle with your empty one
Why: ‘Coz Malaysians are suckers for unbelievable deals

FA and I reached 1U at around 3 plus, hung out a bit at Starbucks then went to plonk our asses at the venue (next to Cravings which is next to Dome) at around 4. Kiasu mah. The other fella who was supposed to be there at around 3+ was stuck in a jam bwahahahaha!

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Got magician, got band, got people, so nice.

Then other people start arriving, very difficult to get a table so the management had to source for other tables which took some time, and then the queue for the RM1 coin Warsteiner began to get ridiculous; stretching all the way to Dome ok.

At 5 p.m. the RM1 coin Warsteiner booth was opened for business! Yay!

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Of course got people who after getting their first bottle, rejoined the queue, finished their bottle in hand while in the queue just in time for a new bottle when it was their turn again. Ingenious, ingenious, but too bad the very first people at the line could get at most 3 rounds for the 500 Warsteiner bottles were gone in 20 minutes.

While stocks last mah.

The ‘other fella’ joined the queue and redeemed a bottle. Warsteiner not nice also, Hoegaarden better bleh.

There was also assorted brands like Hoegaarden, Budweiser, Lette, Stella Artois and this and that which goes for RM15 per bottle and RM50 for 4 bottles, which you can mix and match. There was one other brand that I don’t remember that goes for RM20 per bottle and RM70 for four, obviously we didn’t get that.

There was also food by Cravings and EuroDeli. Basically Cravings provided RM8 per dish of fried chicken wings (2 per serving so it’s RM4 per wing, SIEN!), fried wan tan, deep fried spare ribs (damn cun, tidak ditanggung halal) and two other stuff that I took no notice. EuroDeli served all the fat sausages and meatloaf and stuff for; get this, RM9 per MEAT! No potato, no this-that, got one bun and mustard and ketchup and stuff, but RM9 per sausage, RM9 per slice of meatloaf, it’s a bit rip-off right?

Sigh, whatever lah, we were hungry.

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Got (expensive) food, got beer, so fun.

At around 7p.m. Tv Smith came by and four makes a nice KY-copyrighted collage.

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Despite all the not so Germany Oktoberfest Oktoberfest, not-so-cold beer, out of ice fiasco, nothing else but Victoria Bitter, damn long queue for overpriced sausages, 500 RM1 Warsteiner gone in 20 mins, the band playing funeral procession tunes… the company was great so yeah it was fun.

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But one time is enough lah. Not going again today nor tomorrow. If you are, good luck, have fun, bring lots of cash, enjoy.

And of course I didn’t forget about the FireAngel Fan Club.

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all things considered

Hmm…

First of all I think that the best things in life should be free. I am putting in my vote for Hoegaarden.

Then I have this bloody annoying persisting headache that even a couple Uphamol and sleep can’t fix. It’s making me feel like a caged tigress just anticipating that first big bloody mouthful, too bad I don’t know what/who/which prey else I’d have done something about it.

And there’s the theatrical notion that if you don’t like something, you don’t do/drink/eat/watch/read it. If it is an argument of me not liking San Miguel based purely on principle, heck I don’t blame you if you think twice about my past, present and future assessments and overall principles. The fact is that I have tried San Miguel, I find the taste far from my liking and there lies my personal preference of not wanting more of San Miguel in any future to come, biased or not.

But things are never so simple, are they? So here we go:

1. If you don’t like it, don’t read it.
2. If it offends you, don’t read it.
3. If you dislike it so much, why bother going back?

And so on and so forth. While the only lame justification I could attempt to produce for #3 is that at the best of times we are all suckers for self-punishment, #1 and #2 do need a bit more coverage. Oh those are easy defense, available at the tip of the tongue and so convenient to shift the focus to the perpetrators who despite not agreeing along the same lines or do not worship every damn footprint left centuries ago, might actually have something worthwhile to say.

But no, cannot. You don’t like it, you leave. You hate what you are reading, you leave. Never mind that it is a public domain, famous for being notorious somewhat, and *gasp* it is a BLOG on the INTERNET.

And I haven’t even touched on the various spokesperson stints, let alone the readership demographic.

So on this subject, I plea for those who do have opinions on the matter be allowed to carry on without having to go through the ‘great’ comebacks of leaving or not reading if you do not like it.

Besides, that is partly how these sort of things function, isn’t it? Someone says something, someone else reads it, loves it hates it, writes/bitches/comments/discuss/moan/whine about it about it… I mean, who am I to disrupt the flow of critical analysis or the lack thereof? I am, after all, just Suanie.

As for excess emotions that could be put to better use, well why don’t we all just buy an air ticket to Amsterdam and gloriously abuse the decriminalised laws that be? Problems solved, the world is one AND our brothers and sisters in Jamaica could generate more income geared towards a better life. You know, instead of yadda yadda-ing on our blogs about this that and everything else. Oh the filth we do spew.

But I greatly digress, so let’s go back to what really matters. Or as R puts it, mutiny.

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My problem, you see is not the character. Nor it is an attack on her moral values (Suanie, please refrain from adding anything after ‘values’ thank you). By her own admission, she helps people to cross the road and so on and so forth, not that it is of any interest to me because I am neither her friend nor foe and do not delight in what she does or does not outside her blog life.

What gnaws at me as a citizen of the net world is the message in that style delivered by an ambassador of sorts. It does not keep me awake at night, unfortunately it does not make me very happy in daylight either.

Yes yes I know that kids today are not stupid. Nevertheless a huge percentage is still impressionable. There’s blind loyalty and there’s blind loyalty. Blindly shooting here, but there’s someone who will grow up thinking that it is all right to use handicapped toilets because handicaps want to be treated as everyone else, the toilet is there all empty and lonely, what are the chances anyway that a handicap will want to use the toilet the same time as me, plus it’s not MY fault that you are in that wheelchair and I am not. Enforced by a hugely popular ambassador of sorts saying that handicaps have no right to be unreasonable when toilets built for their convenience are abused, well ladies and gentlemen, introducing a prime model of today’s metropolitan society.

Well, THAT is my problem.

An average of 16,000+ unique hits a day with plenty young minds wanting to be the next her who do worship the ground she walks on, THAT is my problem.

Oh there’s the judge least ye be judged. But you know, the last time I had repeating 12 to 16 year old site visitors was eons ago when I had a web shrine to Michael Jackson complete with bio, photos, discography and lyrics. Beat it, I was young and in love.

I don’t think I could be arsed to refute point-by-point, a lot of people are already doing it not least Peter Tan who has so kindly written a blog entry on why toilets for the disabled persons should only be used for the disabled persons. You know, to educate those who think they are entitled to using the handicap toilets based on stupidity.

Because if I really have to dwell on sentences like,

“As far as I am concerned, you have a physical disability – and that is where you have a disadvantage. Your bladder is working fine isn’t it? So you wait, just like normal people do, when there is a queue for the toilet. The rest of us queue up to use a toilet – I don’t see why the disabled should be any different.”

… and in the podcast the lines of “treated as a normal person” and “privilege not an entitlement” within this whole toilet context, sorry lah my blood pressure may just shoot through the roof and you all would never hear from this self-employed watchdog wannabe again, which of course IMHO would be a darn pity.

It is not really about protecting the underdogs. I have the never ending WWE drama for that.

It’s about public awareness.
Being civic-minded.
Empathy for the right reasons.
Understanding why.
Being more responsible.
Doing your part.
Educating others.
A better society.
A caring society.

And it can all start from not using the single toilet for the disabled when you have 6 other toilets to choose from, not even if you have to wait for your turn.

Now we’re talking.

Again it’s not about the character so the emo defense of her not being a bad person seems redundant. Her friends are right in that sometimes her style causes ‘misunderstandings’ and is open for attacks, but her message couldn’t be clearer with the podcast. Then there’s the misguided comprehension that an apology is in order due to the popularity of the blog and not anything else. Errr… okay… whatever turns you on lah.

Having said all that, I know how difficult it is to change one’s atoms with consciousness especially if the conversion in the law of conservation is slow to apply. In short, I don’t foresee her changing her train of thoughts just to suit anyone else, a trait of course which I appreciate especially when it comes to personal blogs. But I hope someone out there will realise that one can outgrow the other, even if the latter is an ambassador of sorts, yet the outgrowing is for the better and benefits a wider society.

This is the Internet after all. Hope springs eternal.

(Damn, I sound like a self-righteous bitch who got the last cookie, don’t I? I’m eating it as we speak.)

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If you want something else to think about, think about this conversation I had with Roland. I didn’t realise where he was going until much later, kept harping at the small ends, then I understood his point. Conversation slightly edited for clarity.

Roland: Why are disabled toilets only for the disabled?

suanie: why not?

Roland: because they can be used by everybody. In my opinion what they should do, that is just build toilets that are accessible by everybody, able-bodied and disabled. For example my mum has an invalid parking card. It is no use because ppl park in the disabled spot anyway. If you say something about it, they get upset

suanie: who get upset?

Roland: the people who are not allowed to park in the disabled parking spot and do so. But parking spots are everywhere. Toilets on the other hand, disabled people need to look hard for a toilet. Even abled people do nowadays in the city. So any toilet that is around should be there for everybody

suanie: you are talking this with a hint of sarcasm, aren’t you?

Roland: no sarcasm. Not sure about KL but here, it is damn hard to find a toilet. Then when you do find one, you can walk in like that. But disabled people have a bigger problem. They need a blatter the size of a whale. I absolutely vouch for more toilets.

suanie: and then having to wait for a toilet, then taking your chance at the disabled toilet based on the slim chance that no disabled would want to use it anytime soon?

Roland: when there are more toilets around, the chance is slimmer. If a disabled have to wait, the wait won’t be that long, will it? Unless someone is taking a huge dump. Usually there are a row of toilets for the abled.

suanie: here we usually have one toilet for the disabled, and the rest for the abled.

Roland: that disabled toilet is more idle than it is being used. They can wait for a toilet just like us. What if there is a row of disabled people waiting?

suanie: no they can’t. because chances are still that going out to a popular shopping mall for example, the ratio of abled to disabled people is still overweighed. if a disabled person has a faster chance of using the toilet rather than having to wait for an able bodied person inside, I still take that. This is in generality. When you go case by case, like the disabled having to wait 3 seconds for the abled to come out of the toilet after using it then that becomes a different look at it.

Roland: I guess what it all boils down to is, that we need more disabled friendly toilets. Having more disabled friendly toilets or lets call them multi-purpose toilets, then they have more options to go elsewhere or rather not having to look so hard to even find one

suanie: then it becomes a municipal situation

Roland: it should be a municipal situation because the costs outweigh the profits for commercial exploitation. space is very valuable in shopping malls. just to have someone do its shit, they don’t want to pay for it. they want revenue. you can’t charge disabled people more than abled people. that would be discrimination

suanie: i get your point

I think that in theory it is an ideal solution. To implement it fully would need the entire population be terrifyingly shaken into understanding and learning how to properly use a public toilet. Have you seen the state of some of our public toilets? No? Next time I’ll take pictures.

Updated: I think this fella said it much better than I did. Salute, salute, ohm.

can somebody shut her up already?

The Pink Poodle said:

Woah, woah! HOLD ON DUDE. You mean only handicapped people can use handicapped toilets?

How come people have this notion that only the disabled can use facilities for the disabled?

So tell me … our government spent millions of taxpayers’ money to build so many facilities for the physically disabled, and only they are allowed to use it?

Oh, excuse me for going down the slope instead of the stairs, will you? I shouldn’t have. MRT lifts – don’t use it, cannot use it. Use the escalator instead.

WTF is this?

Sure, if I SEE that you are physically disabled, and you need to use the handicapped toilet, then yes, obviously I will let you use it and go use a normal toilet.

As far as I am concerned, you have a physical disability – and that is where you have a disadvantage. Your bladder is working fine isn’t it? So you wait, just like normal people do, when there is a queue for the toilet. The rest of us queue up to use a toilet – I don’t see why the disabled should be any different.

Don’t even go near the issue of handicapped parking lots. That is different, because waiting for a parking lot is not a matter of 2 minutes.

Pissed with unreasonable people. What pisses me off more is when the society at large condones bad behavior when it comes from supposedly piteous people. So what, handicapped have the rights to be unreasonable meh? If I ever break my leg (choy!) I think I shall use my crutch to anyhow whack anyone who comes near my MRT lift.

Ranked by Technorati at 43 as of Oct 17th 2005 with 6,951 links from 3,399 sites and people still argue that because it’s her blog, she can write whatever she wants and she has no responsibility towards society and the younger generation.

Yeah whatever, send me to Pluto too while you are at it.

Thought to self, stop self-punishing by avoiding goddamn awful material.

saturdays are never good for me

Believe you me, I had one of the shittiest Saturdays a lower middle class nobody like me could ever have. This goes way beyond the usual laments of why my mom didn’t hook up with Bill Gates or why a tall, intelligent and smart man considered good looking by all strata of society possessing half of Rocco’s bread and butter wouldn’t deign to look at me at all. This shit is real.

Went to work all sick and woozy and dainty from this miserable flu I’ve had the past couple days… oh yes I know that I am the least likely dainty of all dainty people but the feeling of light-headedness is so whoosh and makes me feel like I’m floating and not as heavy or rough as I normally am and makes me feel like Kate Moss sans coke. See, it’s giving me illusions already.

Didn’t make me feel better when Abang N and I realised that this month’s stars are fubar for me. Chinese metaphysics can be cruel like that.

When I got home, I switched my pc on and of course I couldn’t get connected to the Internet, the DSL light on my modem kept blinking, nevermind that everything was fine and dandy before I went to work.

So I called Streamyx to check if there was any service interruption in my area. Some nice chick took my call, went through the standard troubleshooting ritual with me and asked if I would like to make a report to which I said I would call back later if I still couldn’t get connected. At this point I also found out that the Streamyx helpline is now 24 hours, yay!

Then I drove out to my local pc shop to collect a couple of modems I’d sent for service. I also bought a network card and a network cable, just in case.

Came back, replaced my network card and cable with the new ones, tried using my ‘new’ modems, still nothing worked.

Called Streamyx again, they confirmed that my account was fine and that there was no service interruption in my area, so I made a report. I asked them if they had an alternative number to Telekom’s 100, they didn’t.

You see, Telekom has this standard number – 100 for fault reporting and it’s the only number you get from their website, bill statement etc which you can only call from a house phone or a public phone. Which kind of defies logic and puts you in a catch-22 situation – there’s something wrong with your phone line, you want to call up Telekom to make a report but you can’t because there’s only the 100 number and you can’t call out from your house phone because it’s faulty… Is it weird or have I been missing out on something for all the years I am subscribed to Telekom’s fixed line?

Anyway my house phone has been out-of-order for a bit and I couldn’t be bothered to go get a new set so of course, I couldn’t call the 100 number. At this point I decided to call MAXIS because- hey I am using their service and if I can’t call 100 directly from their line there’d better be something else I could do, save for jumping into a lake.

I called MAXIS’s 123 – I realised that they killed the option to ‘speak to someone, anyone for any freakish out-of-the-world incidents that you feel is necessary for MAXIS to know out of the millions of people in the world’. So I picked the most remotely connected option that is fault reporting because it is someone’s fault that I can’t call 100 directly from my MAXIS mobile. Some female half-heartedly listened as I tried to explain what I wanted, then impatiently insisted that I could call 100 direct from my MAXIS mobile line, which I disputed and said I tried it before, I could call 103 but not 100, she said that I could call 100 and 103 and 103 works, ffs I KNOW that 103 works but that’s not the reason I called, no no you CAN call 100 direct bla bla yadda yadda bye.

I called 103 and this really nice female told me that I can’t call 100 from my mobile but she has an alternative number that I could call. So I did, and this really nice male checked my Telekom fixed line status and told me that everything is fine, there’s no problems with it whatsoever. You know the world is changing when the people at Telekom treat you much better than at MAXIS.

Next thing I wanted to know was if it’s normal for the DSL line to be blinking on my modem even after I unplugged the phone line. KY didn’t know for sure, so I called up my local pc shop – they’d sold me all my modems and solved more than half my pc problems so they should know at least something, or that was what I thought. Some chick didn’t understand what I was talking about, and passed the phone to a guy I know and the conversation went something like this:

me: I just want to know if it is normal for the DSL light on my Aztech modem to be blinking even after I took out the phone line.

pc shop guy: You have to check with Streamyx first if there’s any problem with your connection and if there’s no problem you can bring the modem for us to check.

me: Yah I know but there’s no problem, I just want to know if it is normal for the DSL light on my Aztech modem to be blinking even after I disconnected the phone line.

pc shop guy: Yalar you have to check with Streamyx first if there’s any problem with your connection and if there’s no problem you can bring the modem for us to check.

me: Yes yes I know I have to check with Streamyx but do you know if it’s normal for an Aztech modem or any modem’s DSL light to be continuously blinking even after the phone line is not connected?

pc shop guy: That’s what I said, you have to check with Streamyx first to see if there’s any problem with your connection, then if there’s no problem you bring the modem for us to check la.

I was feeling damn sick and woozy and didn’t think I could drive especially with my car’s air conditioning unit’s history fucked beyond imagination, so I called and asked KY if he could drive me the shop which normally closes at 7 p.m. He picked me and my three Aztech modems + 2 adapters + one network cable up, we reached the shop at 6.03 p.m. to find it closed. Some dude who for some reason was standing downstairs told us that the shop closes at 7 p.m. on weekdays and at 6 p.m. on Saturdays. Apparently they had all just left like a minute ago.

Went to KY’s crib, was supposed to join them for dinner but was so exhausted and sickly that I slept on his bed for 3 hours. KY then sent me home and I’d left my purse in his car which caused me quite a bit of distress the next day before I called him to check.

And seeing that I could get on-line now (not really stable though), it must be a connection problem and has nothing to do with my modem.

Sunday was quite alright seeing that I pretty much slept it through.

Saturday just totally sucked.

Of course there would be people who had shittier Saturdays like having a tree fell on their cars causing their pure breed such severe emotional distress that it ran out and proceed to doggy fuck the first stray mutt it sees, or during a weekend contemplation realise that you are doomed for bad sex and spinsterhood for the rest of your life, or finding out that you have an incurable affliction that strikes 1 out of 1000000 people… whatever, get your own blog.

more fireangel… again

Sometimes in life when you want to do the most narcissistic stunts, you’d call your friends right? Takkan you call your parents or assorted weird relatives; the former is to give you money until forever you grow up, the latter is to ask you when is your turn when you grow up.

The Stunt is at minishorts’, I only want to ride on the tailcoats of her fame show you some photos which I like, some of which I edited using Picasa. Photoshop in my hands becomes like the coagulated fat on my arse.

Without flash the photos from my camera are a tad grainy, and when you upload it to Flickr it becomes more grainy. Life sucks like that.

Here goes.

Fireangel photoshoot 01
Wouldn’t you love to gaze into her eyes?

Fireangel photoshoot 02
Or just jump on her if you are so inclined that way?

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Waiting for her prince to come.

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This photo was cropped upon request… hehehe.

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Sigh I do take most wonderful photos.

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I just like the effects on this. A bit like old school, I think.

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This is FireAngel saying hi.

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Arwen ears are cute.

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We told her to stop posing and just be natural, her best angles. Of course it worked. A lot of nice photos of her like this one was taken without her knowledge.

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And another.

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And another.

Fireangel raping the camera
Please date her before she eats KY’s camera.

Fireangel with KY
Fireangel with n00b photographer.

Suanie with Fireangel
Fireangel with l337 photographer.

We are pimping her here and here. Please show your love generously kthxbai.