<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:14:33.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>p.d.g - pretty damn good</title><subtitle type='html'>p.d.g (pretty damn good) are my rantings about absolutely everything that fueled me enough for me to want to write about it.

Inspired  and dedicated to 'Life of Brian' and the insanely crazy song which doesn't cease in making me grin like a lunie occassionally.

Read and enjoy and sigh at the end coz it's pretty damn good!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-5973561081913321573</id><published>2009-06-15T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:35:04.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble in the rumble</title><content type='html'>No it is not the next Jackie Chan movie but the state of my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Sunday. After drinking a papaya and banana concoction and a barley green and wheatgrass tonic, I decided to eat a meehoon goreng bungkus that hubby bought while out buying the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 30minutes later, the spasms came. Immediately I knew it was food poisoning, or at least the beginning of one. Before long it reached a painful stage and I knew then that I had to pay a visit to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the rest is history. I got a jab and was relieved almost immediately. I can still feel slight pain but the meds are helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home today feeling low on energy and but hungry nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-5973561081913321573?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/5973561081913321573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=5973561081913321573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/5973561081913321573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/5973561081913321573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/06/trouble-in-rumble.html' title='trouble in the rumble'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-4098646792589000430</id><published>2009-06-07T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T09:38:43.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SivsnlJQ26I/AAAAAAAAADc/XA2TlLZ-LTQ/s1600-h/85148062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344625547535244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SivsnlJQ26I/AAAAAAAAADc/XA2TlLZ-LTQ/s320/85148062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happens when you are in love with a lie? A facade? Do you break it up and move on? Can you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it comes to matters of the heart, it gets complicated. Somehow it is hard to forget past love even if they were regrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wish is for all to fall in love with the right person for the right reason. Sure it is easier said than done but have faith and patience because the time will come and the right person will be there before you know it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-4098646792589000430?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/4098646792589000430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=4098646792589000430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/4098646792589000430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/4098646792589000430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='love sucks'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SivsnlJQ26I/AAAAAAAAADc/XA2TlLZ-LTQ/s72-c/85148062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-3568531855727729950</id><published>2009-06-05T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:46:34.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de-flating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SikSwc5VbQI/AAAAAAAAADU/RMzshXUYaDw/s1600-h/72969542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343823056451497218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SikSwc5VbQI/AAAAAAAAADU/RMzshXUYaDw/s320/72969542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to lose weight is a tough thing to do, especially if you are doing it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It gets difficult when you have to cook but not eat, the price to pay to stay slim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was recently recommended to try this. It is not a secret but many of us fail to do so as it just seems impossible. The task - Don't eat after 7pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This actually makes alot of sense. By consuming food after 7pm, we usually sleep with our food still being digested and if our meal is not properly combined, the digestion process actually takes a VERY LONG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And when that is converted to energy, and since we are at rest, it is immediately converted into fats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Accumulated over time, not a very long one too, we pile on the weight even before we realise it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We usually ask how come we put on weight even though we are small eaters, now you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So eat like a king for breakfast, then like a queen for lunch, and for dinner, like a pauper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have tried it and feel much lighter altogether, pretty damn good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-3568531855727729950?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/3568531855727729950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=3568531855727729950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3568531855727729950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3568531855727729950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/06/de-flating.html' title='de-flating'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SikSwc5VbQI/AAAAAAAAADU/RMzshXUYaDw/s72-c/72969542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-3861489932580747318</id><published>2009-06-05T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:29:28.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend cometh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343818419579803234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SikOijM-VmI/AAAAAAAAADM/bdOu7TMIlSw/s320/83768845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My ideal weekend with my pool buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-3861489932580747318?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/3861489932580747318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=3861489932580747318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3861489932580747318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3861489932580747318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-cometh.html' title='weekend cometh!'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SikOijM-VmI/AAAAAAAAADM/bdOu7TMIlSw/s72-c/83768845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-708706166975443739</id><published>2009-05-31T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:15:45.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>girls gone wild</title><content type='html'>What happens when you put some girls together in a mall...They shop! Duh!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it took was my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; and I to go back to the same mall week after week and every week without fail, we would always contribute to the economy both big and small ways. Yesterday, it was in a big way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She arrived earlier to get her facial done at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Clarins&lt;/span&gt; while I came slightly later to get my brows trimmed at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Uemura&lt;/span&gt;. Amount spent - RM178 which is quite good considering she came out with a starter kit, a lotus oil serum of some kind, a free facial (pays to be a regular customer with thousand of points), RM20 for an eyebrow trim (usually RM30 but am a regular customer so again, pays to be loyal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Charles &amp;amp; Keith where she bought a pair of shoes. She was extremely decisive on this purchase. Amount spent - RM 129.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same floor, we went over to British India to get my white tank top to replace an old piece. Tempted to browse through the store but the pricing does not quite justify my ROI even if I were to wear it to sleep.... Anyway, amount spent - RM89.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Inbetween&lt;/span&gt;, I had to hopped over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;HSBC&lt;/span&gt; to do some banking while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bimba&lt;/span&gt; and Lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bimba&lt;/span&gt; and Lola is a Spanish brand founded by two sisters. They have a great Spring Summer collection from shoes to clothes and bags and what caught our eyes were the gladiator 4-inch shoes. The straps are made of suede and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; tried to them and swore that they were more comfortable than they looked. Price was over RM65o, not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;necessity&lt;/span&gt; at the moment and probably not very versatile unless we are young Hollywood starlets. The other shoes, from ballerina flats to wedges start from RM195 and made from the softest leather in the most amazing colour palette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very interested in two items; one was a gold plated ring resembling a vine and the other was a a small envelope bag in light beige and olive. The ring cost RM105 while the mini bag cost RM160. Currently they are running a promotion with the mall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cardmembers&lt;/span&gt; offering 10% discount on any purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplated and decided to give it a pass as they were not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;necessities&lt;/span&gt;. Regrets? none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gallivanting&lt;/span&gt; and stopped at Marks &amp;amp; Spencer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Gf&lt;/span&gt; tried many outfits but bought one very nice striped tee with puff sleeves. Got the same one actually. Amount spent - RM59.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was close to 3pm by then so off we went to have lunch. Which kinda ended up much like a little adventure but that is for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next stop we made was all the way to the old wing to look for a handbag at Liz Claiborne. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;GF&lt;/span&gt; looked at a few and finally decided on a patent handbag with many compartments for your mobile, wallet, keys, etc. Very chic too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this was what happened next. While chatting with the sales person, she mentioned that there was a promotion going on whereby purchases &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;above RM&lt;/span&gt;250 will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; 20% off retail price and for every multiple of RM250, the discount increases by 10%. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we did our calculations and that is when the mayhem started. Things at Liz Claiborne started to look different, somewhat more attractive ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we went on a shopping spree at the store. We picked up so many things... A patent black bag , a funky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fuchsia&lt;/span&gt; and a purple coloured &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;namecard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;holder each&lt;/span&gt; and a black wraparound top. The total came up to RM750 so we eventually only paid about RM450 for all those stuff. After that, we kind of lost count of how much we have spent in total. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were tired after an entire day of shopping, calculating and trying on stuff and it was a sign &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that it was probably enough for a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the current situation, being frugal is essential. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt; on splurging on full retail price on whatever you have your eye on, always remember that there is a bargain lurking somewhere. And always remember to ask whether they have any credit card &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;promotions&lt;/span&gt; going on because somehow these retail assistants are not very keen on sharing information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly a pretty damn good day ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-708706166975443739?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/708706166975443739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=708706166975443739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/708706166975443739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/708706166975443739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/girls-gone-wild.html' title='girls gone wild'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-3274027248541939894</id><published>2009-05-31T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T10:00:30.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the quintessential white tee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiK2SdR5pNI/AAAAAAAAADE/emFhhrcv9Bc/s1600-h/white-tank-top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342032536228439250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiK2SdR5pNI/AAAAAAAAADE/emFhhrcv9Bc/s200/white-tank-top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok to be perfectly correct, its a tank top, not a tee... but hey, English evolves all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have had this white tank top from British India for over 4 years. Made out of lycra and some super fantastic fabric, it is soft to the touch and is amazingly skin tight. It also comes with support for the bosom and thin bra like straps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I eventually bought a new one to replace the old one. after 4 years, and a ROI if at least worn once every 2 fortnight, buying the exact same one at British India was not difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may think I may not have advanced and my taste is stagnant, well you guys have no idea until you have found the quintessential white tee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-3274027248541939894?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/3274027248541939894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=3274027248541939894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3274027248541939894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/3274027248541939894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/quintessential-white-tee.html' title='the quintessential white tee'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiK2SdR5pNI/AAAAAAAAADE/emFhhrcv9Bc/s72-c/white-tank-top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-9210117047517175098</id><published>2009-05-31T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:34:39.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiKxJZIXggI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKnArjWJxR4/s1600-h/200282839-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342026882937750018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiKxJZIXggI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKnArjWJxR4/s200/200282839-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomorrow marks the first day of the rest of my working life. Tomorrow I embark on my own with a good friend in realizing my dream to be a business owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The decision was a hard one to make but somehow when you are making the right decision, the Universe makes it happen for you too. In my case all glory to Him who made all things possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In this new place I will be able to exercise my entrepreneurship and also try my hand in TV, something I haven't done before but am fascinated by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the beginning of many...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-9210117047517175098?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/9210117047517175098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=9210117047517175098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/9210117047517175098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/9210117047517175098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-beginnings.html' title='new beginnings'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SiKxJZIXggI/AAAAAAAAAC8/LKnArjWJxR4/s72-c/200282839-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-910927336762892909</id><published>2009-05-18T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:25:52.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tried. tired</title><content type='html'>The problem with most events is that they usually come with hundreds of photographs that you would have to go through to pick out the ones that fancied your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then uploading them will take forever because the files are so large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does one do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple load what you can and leave the rest for days that you would rather do something remote more challenging that watching paint dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I tried and now I am tired, so... be patient and Wait for my post of Thomas Pink's Project Peace. Lots of good looking men and women to look at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-910927336762892909?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/910927336762892909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=910927336762892909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/910927336762892909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/910927336762892909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/tried-tired.html' title='tried. tired'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-8285996875928239478</id><published>2009-05-11T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:21:16.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>project peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgpz54VAF-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/I8UAL_Nwat8/s1600-h/IMG_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335204146783983586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgpz54VAF-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/I8UAL_Nwat8/s320/IMG_0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What started as a little discussion soon took over our daily schedule with coordination and liaison with a multitude of people to make this happen. In addition to the different activities requiring our immediate attention, we have to manoeuvre through land mines hoping that we wont be blown into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Project Peace was an expansion of a similar concept which Thomas Pink London came up with many years ago profiting the starving children in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to make it more topical and so we steered it towards Mercy Malaysia's fund for Gaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Project Peace kick started with identifying the designers/creative personalities and pinning them down with the concept as well as the deadlines as the 6 weeks given for them to complete the garment was right smacked at the beginning of fashion week. So sorry about that you guys but having said that, those who were torn between designing, appearing and endorsing did amazing work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335207815280639154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgp3PaiwvLI/AAAAAAAAACE/o8L88NOYwR0/s320/KEL_6746.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We managed to gather an outstanding list of luminaries from the design arena and they were Khoon Hooi, Sonny San, Chris Yong, Shahril Nizam, Nurita Harith, Alexandrea Yeo, Bernie Chan, Iman Aznan, Alex Koh, Will Quah, Charlz Chan and Daniel Boey. OK so some of them are not fashion designers but they are definitely involved in design one way or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgp3_YyIfSI/AAAAAAAAACM/fFq9TiiCRQQ/s1600-h/DSC_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335208639441960226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgp3_YyIfSI/AAAAAAAAACM/fFq9TiiCRQQ/s200/DSC_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As they toiled over the concept and the garments, we had to do the same with finding the space for the exhibition as well as the final event where we would auction the garments. Also press opportunities and the list goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the dateline drew to a close, the garment were collected one by one and as we oohed and aahed, we soon discovered that we had to now make sure that each garment was styled correctly and 'sold' during the auction. Quite a daunting task if you think about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fundraiser event went as planned and ended early as hoped for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the pictures to speak for themselves and all in all, we raised RM20,000 from the sale of the 11 garments. Thanks to all the kind bidders, designers and everyone else who came to support the project. Also a shout out to Gillian who tirelessly agreed to model for Sonny right after Fashion Week and Henry for saying yes without even thinking about what he was getting himself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway he looked great in that outfit, maybe a tad uncomfortable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all we managed to raise RM20,000 for those in need and kudos to all those who lent a hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-8285996875928239478?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/8285996875928239478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=8285996875928239478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/8285996875928239478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/8285996875928239478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/project-peace.html' title='project peace'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/Sgpz54VAF-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/I8UAL_Nwat8/s72-c/IMG_0776.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-1644445141104938123</id><published>2009-05-11T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:01:06.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>honey glazed ham</title><content type='html'>I was back at Le Deli at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shoplet&lt;/span&gt; at Mont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kiara&lt;/span&gt; after a long time thanks to Jarrod &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rawlins&lt;/span&gt; and Mr. Ho sprouting around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my household, I adhere to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;certain&lt;/span&gt; routine when making dinner. Certain days were meant for more elaborate cooking while others were simple but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;satisfying&lt;/span&gt; meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, every weekend I shop for groceries which means making a mental note of the week's menu. Armed with that I storm the supermarket to make my purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However last weekend was different. I was just not in the mood so I had to resort to find the simplest food to make for my hungry man after his golfing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkCdlcA7NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WVFcw3WFOLs/s1600-h/85447838.ganDoTXj.HamSandwich02"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334797940886138066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkCdlcA7NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WVFcw3WFOLs/s320/85447838.ganDoTXj.HamSandwich02" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So off to Le Deli I went a picked up the Honey Glazed Bacon to make a simple ham sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was grill the bread (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I love those charred marks) and pan fry the bacon, sliced some tomatoes and voila, yummy tummy filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as much as I can bring myself to blog about now with a headache. Maybe more later when it starts to pour &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; that was what my friend the weather man told me last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One can only hope and pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-1644445141104938123?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/1644445141104938123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=1644445141104938123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/1644445141104938123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/1644445141104938123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/honey-glazed-ham.html' title='honey glazed ham'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkCdlcA7NI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WVFcw3WFOLs/s72-c/85447838.ganDoTXj.HamSandwich02' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-1360830923498637238</id><published>2009-05-10T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:55:30.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>schokolart</title><content type='html'>After our rather disappointing start to the day, we headed over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Solaris&lt;/span&gt; hoping to salvage the rest of our Sunday with lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering an article a certain friend by the initials of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KHC&lt;/span&gt; featuring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schokolart&lt;/span&gt;, we decided to check it out and lo and behold, another major disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located on the same floor as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tenji&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Schokolart&lt;/span&gt; is located close to the escalators one floor up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haagen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Daaz&lt;/span&gt;. We were instantly excited about the prospect of lunching there especially when escaping the horrid heat into this pretty cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What greeted us was promising. The large glass showcase of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;, praline and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ganache&lt;/span&gt; instantly made us crave for the fix of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the tables were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;reserved&lt;/span&gt; for groups celebrating Mother's Day so we were ushered to be seated on a raised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;platform&lt;/span&gt; behind curtains. I must say that the chairs were very funky with a high arch back for one to lean back and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was bad, completely inadequate although they have only a few tables occupied then and many more waiters milling around. They did seem busy but doing what, this remains to be a mystery. Anyway, our service was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came our food. The Caesar was badly made. The salad was yellow, there were no croutons but the only saving grace was the grilled chicken and the hard boiled egg (seriously how can one screw this up). The sauce was horrible and it had some weird stale oil taste to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rosti&lt;/span&gt; with bacon was great but not good enough for me to get rid of the taste of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Caesar&lt;/span&gt;. The salad accompanying the dish was not fresh and I would have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;preferred&lt;/span&gt; them not to include that in the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being adventurous and hungry, we also ordered the tea set for two (if we had known that the quality was this bad, trust me, we would have bolted soon after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Rosti&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set came with 3 pieces of chocolate from the counter, 2 scones, 4 biscuit, 2 sandwiches and a piece of cake also from the counter. Drinks, either coffee or tea was also included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate was stale (why am I not surprised), the biscuits were ordinary and so were the scones. The sandwiches - turkey ham with cheese and chicken mayo were ordinary bordering on bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; the salad was bordering on going bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were given two cups of chocolate drink in addition to our tea as compensation but wasn't good enough to compel us to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that a place with so much promise failed so miserably but it was pretty damn good that my friend decided NOT to take his mum to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Schokolart&lt;/span&gt; for Mother's Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he would have killed me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-1360830923498637238?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/1360830923498637238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=1360830923498637238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/1360830923498637238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/1360830923498637238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/schokolart.html' title='schokolart'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-143455926270312269</id><published>2009-05-10T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:58:14.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art for grabs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBi1IlwFI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q1heChiRxHk/s1600-h/art.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334796931487350866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBi1IlwFI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q1heChiRxHk/s320/art.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girlfriend and I decided to check out Art for Grabs at Central Market over the weekend despite the very hot weather but much to my dismay, it was rather disappointing; it was more like the art community in Malaysia seeking to form a network above ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came and left in less than 10 minutes but good thing was the traffic was good and parking in Central Market was strangely a breezeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope the next Art for Grabs will be better than this coz local talents like Shahril Nizam are pretty damn good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-143455926270312269?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/143455926270312269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=143455926270312269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/143455926270312269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/143455926270312269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-for-grabs.html' title='art for grabs'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBi1IlwFI/AAAAAAAAABs/Q1heChiRxHk/s72-c/art.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-2821543649280709934</id><published>2009-05-09T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:54:48.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>malacca calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBAPUnWYI/AAAAAAAAABk/bdvYQVnlM6g/s1600-h/malacca1-774513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334796337221687682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBAPUnWYI/AAAAAAAAABk/bdvYQVnlM6g/s320/malacca1-774513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were recently commissioned to shoot a pilot for a new TV show and had to write a list featuring the places of interest in Malacca as preparation before the actual shoot takes place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLANK. Absolutely nothing came up. NOTHING + BLANK = HUH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Malaysian, I was utterly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I grew up south of Malaysia, in a land where Malaysian history was not taught instead we embraced the history, geography as well as the civic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; of this little island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up being able to recite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rukun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Negara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(I actually have no idea but have faint memories of this at the back of all the school notebooks&lt;/em&gt;) equivalent in Malay, Mandarin and of course English, each to represent the different races and oh yes, the National Anthem is in Malay. Most of my classmates had no idea what they were singing but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I digressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, back to Malacca. My last visit there was probably a decade ago with my then 'common' friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DG&lt;/span&gt;, now a 'celebrity' and a prolific DJ spinning under the name Twilight Action Girl who brought us to visit his hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wasn't anything memorable about the trip except for perhaps how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;DG&lt;/span&gt; behaved when his family was around him; normal was the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I googled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Malacca&lt;/span&gt; and tried to locate the road less traveled in Malacca, I found none. Was it futile for me to be searching for the less obvious? Is it because we prefer to blog about Paris or Rome than Kuala Kangsar? Do Malaysians rather travel outside to gather new experiences or is visiting neighbouring states too close for comfort. Or are we just afraid to be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the pilot needs to be shot so the places need to be identified. maybe it is not about the road less traveled but the road to be traveled again to revisit the charm of Malacca that attracted the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Portuguese in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, it must be PRETTY DAMN GOOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-2821543649280709934?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/2821543649280709934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=2821543649280709934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/2821543649280709934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/2821543649280709934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/malacca-calling.html' title='malacca calling'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fz1RKai7Wdg/SgkBAPUnWYI/AAAAAAAAABk/bdvYQVnlM6g/s72-c/malacca1-774513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6478894059052257081.post-7882727465885809988</id><published>2009-05-09T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:24:16.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>homegrown SPACE</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a hot day. The trees at home were parched. People were seeking refuge in malls where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;air conditioning&lt;/span&gt; was free. I was neither home nor at the mall yesterday. I was at a HOT location yesterday witnessing the opening of Homegrown SPACE, a space dedicated to local talents to showcase their passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it singing, dancing, reciting poetry or flaunting fashion, Homegrown SPACE is for all you talented individuals. And because it is dedicated towards helping the new talents, there is no charge at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The launch saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Izham&lt;/span&gt; Omar, CEO of 8TV and an advocate for local talent joining Michael Simon, the MD of Homegrown and a visionary, to officially introduce the space to the media and friends of Homegrown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, call me a skeptic or whatever... but let the truth be told, I was no advocate for local talent. What is 'Love Me Butch' or 'They Will Kill Us All' ? And 'One Buck Short' or 'Furniture' ? Or rather who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 4pm, yesterday, I was totally converted. After checking out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Beat Box&lt;/span&gt; act with this little, unassuming guy called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hackman&lt;/span&gt; doing his rap number, my perception that all foreign acts are superior was questionable. The scale continued to tip when Bo, this guy with crazy hair sang his own composition only with the most sultry and soulful voice I have heard live for some time already. Then this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Reza&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Salleh&lt;/span&gt; guy confirmed that their acts will now join the ranks of John Legend and Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mraz&lt;/span&gt; on many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;playlist, most definitely mine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me when I say even the very JADED media who attended the event yesterday was blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me say here, whether they are called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;LapSap&lt;/span&gt; or Meet Uncle Hussien, they are all PRETTY DAMN GOOD! and quite original with their name pickings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6478894059052257081-7882727465885809988?l=prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/feeds/7882727465885809988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6478894059052257081&amp;postID=7882727465885809988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/7882727465885809988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6478894059052257081/posts/default/7882727465885809988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prettydamngoodness.blogspot.com/2009/05/homegrown-space.html' title='homegrown SPACE'/><author><name>beebee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15740633737707417536</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
