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Remember Jake Shimabukuro? He's the Hawaiian virtuoso ukelele player I blogged about sometime back with a video of him playing While My Guitar Gently Weeps

I've been trolling the internet for a while, and in a fit of boredom, went to YouTube for more videos. And boy, do I have videos.

However, one will have to do for now, because it's 2am in Karachi and I need to be up and at work in another 6 hours.

Enjoy, people.

Touched Beyond Words

The lovely people at NBP gave me a surprise birthday celebration (cum Valentine's) just 10 minutes ago.

They are SO SHWEEEET. And I was SO EMBARASSED. :D

It's amazing how people can still surprise me in such a wonderful way. VDay (or, as we cynics call it, VD Day) may just be a mechanism for people to express affection without embarassment, or even as an excuse not to express affection for the rest of the year, but there's something about today that makes us celebrate love, in all its forms and functions.

And so we should. Even if it's within the depths of our hearts, or in the tiny voice in our soul that says Yes, I want love, we should take a moment to cherish all the sweetness that life gives us and let bitterness take a back seat for once.

Happy Valentine's, all.


Mood: In Lurve

I Find The Strangest Things To Love

Was in Karachi recently. Caught these guys on TV. And immediately fell in love. Pakistani contemporary music is soooo underrated.

They are so unknown, that when I asked a few Pakistani colleagues about this group, they actually responded with, "Are they a Pakistani band?". I even had a vigorous discussion with the CD shop owner in my hotel, who *insisted* there was no such band(he looked in 3 stores, apparently), handed me a CD of a group called Mizmaar instead, and then had the cheek to say that I had gotten their name wrong! I NEVER get a name wrong!

Nonsense.

I'll be going back again, and taking this video to prove it to him. HARH.
That will be my mission in Karachi, to *find* this CD!

Well, besides doing actual work, that is....

Will My Friends Stop Laughing at Me Now Because I Own a Palm?

I think so.

About a month ago when the rumours started about a fantastic new Palm handphone to be launched at CES I was cautiously optimistic - not wanting to believe hype, but hoping (against hope) for something that, basically, took everything about the Palm Treo that we all loved and made it amazing.

My fellow Treo fanatics and I were discussing how this was a make-or-break thing for Palm, and if they didn't get it right this time, nothing was going to stop their downward slide into mediocrity and oblivion. They needed to come up with something so awesome, so jaw-droppingly cool that it would make people sit up and take notice.

Ladies and gentlemen, I think this is it.


Palm Pre Impressions, Part One via TreoCentral

Tour of Palm's New Stuff on Palm.Com (via TreoCentral)

My command of the English language has failed me this morning. I can't be funny, or pithy, or interesting, even.

Just follow the damned links.


I think my head's going to explode.

Mood: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ! ! ! !

I Shall Never Make Fun of Ukelele Players Again

Jake Shimabukuro, uke player with mad skillz.

Gosh, if I weren't married, I'd SO date him. EEEeeeeEEEEE! He makes my ears *and* heart flutter.

And guys? Wanna get laid? Learn to play "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" on the guitar. Pronto.

My Marriage In A Month

The city's alight. It's 10.47 pm and all the world's awake. Tim is dozing in bed, waiting for me to reheat yesterday's meatloaf, and his belated Christmas pressie is waiting for him in the living room.

We've had our ups and downs this month, our first month of truly living together as husband and wife, and while we haven't nailed it yet (by far), we're getting there. It's not going to be easy, and I need to watch what I do and say (I've been single and listening to myself for far too long), but I'll do it.

Because I'm the happiest I've ever been.

There, I've said it. Finally.

Happy 2009. May love and peace blanket this night, and every night thereafter.

The Best Thing In The World

Do you think if Hitler had access to this website, he'd have done what he did?

I think not.

I could watch this all day but I think my head would explode.

Streaming .TV shows by Ustream

Mood: Overdosed on Cute

The Big W

I am getting married in 6 days. In fact, the wedding proper stars in 4 days, and continues on through the weekend. Trust me to never do anything by halves.

I have been dying in stages for the past month, and in between bouts of nausea (nervousness, you fools, not pregnancy) and stress, there has been some excitement. And also a strange feeling not unakin to the the day I first brought my dog Shaman(yes, that's his name. Story later) home. The thing running through my mind then was: What on earth have I done?

Having said that though, I am also getting little flashes of that feeling I had when I was in Amsterdam. Of finally getting what I want- but not really believing that it was all happening, and all good. Where I think about what has happened (and what is going to happen), and I get all gleeful and giggly. And I am NEVER gleeful and giggly.

Yes, it's going to be weird.

Mood: Hmmmmmmm

My Blog is TransGender. Who would've thought it?

http://www.genderanalyzer.com/?url=darkthalia.blogspot.com

Apparently I am 98% male.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

A Simple English Quiz - Or Is It?(Bwaa ka ka ka ka)

How many of the 100 most common words in the English language can you name?

It's not as easy as you think ...

I got a sad 44/100. Lemme know how many you managed. Good luck!

Mood: Hmmmmm ....

Save The Date: Solar Eclipse

By Ashley Yeager

July 31st, 2008

Mark your calendars. On Friday, Aug. 1, NASA scientists will broadcast and webcast the next total eclipse of the sun, live from China. Viewers can watch the event on NASA Television beginning at 6:00 a.m. EST. They can also watch it at the website for the Exploratorium in San Francisco starting at 6:30 a.m. EST

This image combines three frames taken on March 29, 2006, from Turkey during the last total solar eclipse. Seeming to burst from the edge of the moon are flares of the sun’s corona. Click on the image for details on a webcast of the next total solar eclipse, which will happen Friday, Aug. 1

Get the full story here: http://www.sciencenews.org

Mood: OOooooOOOooo!

Love Between a Father and Son

A photo-essay about a son and his father.
I can't say any more. Just look. And cry.
(yes, I'm a sap)

http://www.dayswithmyfather.com/

From Urban to Arboreal

Beautiful storytelling of one couple's drive to transform their ugly, grey driveway into a luscious bed of greenery.

If only we could do this in KL - a bit of guerilla gardening in Brickfields, Subang Jaya or other foliage-challenged areas of the city.

Mood: Hmmmmmm

We Might As Well Be Speaking In Tongues

So here we are at home, just chilling, when Tim suddenly pipes up,
"Let's watch movie!"
"Ok," I say, "what movie?"
"Anything!" he says.
"Anything?" I ask, knowing I have to be specific or regret it the rest of the night.
"Anything!"
"What about these?" I say, handing him a plastic bag of newly-bought dvds.
"Aaanytheeng...!!" He begins to sound annoyed.
So I turn around, and put on another DVD lying on the floor (there are always DVDs lying on the floor - it's like an Elephant's Graveyard of DVDs, only there's no bones, and, um, no elephants)
Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay starts playing.
"Nooo!" My ever-ebullient boyfriend barks. "Play one from the plastic bag!"
I sigh. Here we go again. "Which one?"
"Aaaany one!" Gosh. His girlfriend is so dense sometimes. Also amazingly un-psychic.
I pick out Tekkonkinkreet (It's high-def anime. Don't ask) and wave it at him. "This one?"
"Noooo! Play Batman. Play Batman."

I do so love him, but sometimes, he drives me nuts.

Mood: Gawd

Terminator: Salvation

Terminator. Christian Bale.

Can any SF-loving, geeky female want anything more?

Ok, maybe Michael Biehn 15 years younger.


Mood: EEEEEeeeEEEEEeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! !!!! !!!!
(insane excitement)

Nostalgia Is A Double-Edged Sword (Warning: Video Intensive)

Am so seriously dossing while at work (hope my bosses don't read this). Was coerced by DonnaW into checking out 80's music videos. HILARIOUS.

Check this one out: Can you pick out BabyFace?

The hair! The shoulder pads! The bad dancing! And how come they were a lot darker then?


And how about this one? Is it me, or is this video so seriously gay?

Gosh. I am so glad I was too young to have a serious interest in music then.


But then I found this:

And such a physical sensation hit me - a tugging somewhere between my sternum and my heart. And memories long forgotten were suddenly and mercilessly pushed to the fore. Not even proper, eventful memories - just flashes of feelings, quick glimpses of perfectly ordinary moments. Days in Coventry. Waiting for SimonD, listening for his heavy tread outside my dorm room. A night in Amsterdam, driving over the Stadhouderskade.

Is it strange that this piece of music unfailingly pulls from me my most bittersweet memories? Or stranger still, that these two cities hold both my happiest and saddest times?

And here it is that I learn an important lesson: it's never the big events that you remember with great clarity. Never the moment my first love proposed to me on a bridge over a bubbling brook. Never the time I just sat and looked with awe at Rembrandt's Night Watch. These things I remember only as a passing scene, sucked dry of all emotion.

The ones that creep up on me and whale me over the head with nostalgia are always the little things: the song in my head while I was in the taxi, the CD I was playing to kill time. Those are real. And those are the ones that hurt the most.

Why I Am Proud To Be Malaysian

Sometimes.

LOLDogs - Can't get enough of em

Taken from the I Can Has Cheezeburger? Website


Mood: Bwaaa ha ha ha ha ha

LOLCats - Purple

Taken from the I Can Has Cheezeburger? Website


Mood: Bwaaa ha ha ha ha ha