Queen of Hearts

It was a late Sunday evening. We were just preparing to go out for a heartlander's dinner fare.

He held out a deck of cards and asked me to think of a card. I knew he had some tricks up his sleeve but how spectacular could his trick be with a deck of cards? Casually, I asked for the Queen of Hearts all while sleuth-watching for any slick hand movements I might missed. A few short, dramatic shuffling of cards later, he asked to check out what's hidden beneath the dish towel beside me.

It was the Queen of Hearts card.

I laughed and laughed. He laughed along, rather pompously I must say. His trick's going good.

I could just imagined his state of high when I requested for the Queen of Heart card. That was what prompted my laughter. What a jackpot hit for him. I asked him how he managed to keep his face dead straight before the final reveal and we laughed hard again.

He could have hidden other cards. Or I could have requested for any other cards. Both ways, the probability for choosing the same card is one out of fifty-two. To him, it may be a random case of Midas touch. To me, this is mental bondage. For a couple together for six years. That night, even the familiar path to the coffeeshop for dinner seemed moonlit to me.

Girls just love romantic notions huh?

My GEEKDOM

As the chinese saying goes "Marry a geek, follow the geek", staying true to Mr. Gecko's geekiness, I founded my own geekdom.

This is Me in my true blue geek form!

Your ardent support is much needed over at my other geeky blog. Let's just say I am also giving you the chance to let free your hidden nerdy self too!

See you at geekdom soon! Long live the geeks!

P/S: Nerdos can also proceed to GEEKDOM thru' the link at my sidebar!

Nothing Can Redeem Mr. Gecko's Reputation Now

I mentioned before that Mr. Gecko oozes some kinda toxic aura that kills all the greens he ever tried growing. From the very first three tomoto plants, one of which we even aptly named as Tomatee (Sounded like: To "Mati" - Malay for "Die"), to 'organic' fertilizer he spread around MY healthy growing fauna, all the greens met their demise too early. Just their pure bad luck.

Before you say and he claim I am maligning him, I present my case with unequivocal evidence which a good buddy of mine took more than a few weeks' of hard work to gather before we came to this conclusion. Let us look at the evidence first:

Day 1: Mr. Gecko's futile attempts to redeem his reputation AGAIN.
Victims: Colorful balls of Liliputs

Day 6: Investigator Grover-Around found six healthy seedlings pushing out from the soil.

For a while, we thought Mr. Gecko turned the tables round this time and I was not so loud at taunting him anymore. However, just another one and a half weeks' later, guess what?

Day 15: All the to-be Liliputs die!
But you know why Investigator Grover-Around is celebrating?

Well, all of Mr. Gecko's six seedlings died. Just as we predicted. Poor Mr. Gecko, he does love plants you know. The remaining one stout stalk you see in the picture actually grows from a lychee seed which I had nonchalantly push into the soil just for fun and it grows. We were quite taken by surprise too! My buddy, Investigator Grover-Around was just happy the case ended well and his syping efforts are not wasted. Good work buddy!

Now, you've been warned. Mr. Gecko's a serial PLANT KILLER..

He Ain't Infallible, He's My Mr. Gecko!

Mr. Gecko made a mistake at work yesterday. Was in pretty low spirits when he came home and I could see he was being hard on himself. Makes me feel awful for him too.

Consolations and hugs can only do so much... I had even allowed him to tie knots with my hair *hoping he is not venting his frustrations on it though* and he only managed a laugh too briefly.

Wish I had the power to set back the time for him.

The Jerms' Renault's Gig

The Jerms Rockin' Away @ Devil's Bar

Mr. Gecko and band, The Jerms were invited to play a gig at a Renault's Formula 1 event at Devil's Bar yesterday evening. It was the usual kinda corporate shindig held at some watering-hole. Boring at some time, eventful at some point and The Flying Dutchman did more than jiving up the whole party with his lively banter.

The Jerms were invited to showcase their songs during the boring intermission of the Formula 1 race. Just for your tidbit, The Jerms consists of 4 handsome albeit slightly overgrown boys with a common passion for music and chicks, so for almost all their gigs, the missus of the members were mostly present to rein in their man. You never know when the other gals on the floor will act up and fling their panties while they rocked. I, for one play it safe everytime :)

It was also yesterday then I managed to catch up with the lead guitarist's missus who is currently being groomed to be the next A-lister for Singapore's export of Chinese pop singers though I am not mentioning names here. Anyhow, I was much enthralled with the bits and pieces of information throughout our conversation, particularly when she was telling me how it is such a common scenario for business men to "bao" female singers / actresses in Taiwan and is hoping she will never have to face such a scenario. She will never be tempted but is afraid of offending those entertainment big-wigs who may otherwise hamper her road to honest success. Now, to "bao" an entertainer generally means some rich business men pay to seek a muse and my friend concludes most of these business men probably had some inkling with the entertainment circles.

Actually both of us do not exactly understand what does being "bao" really consists but we came to the conclusion, it may either make or break a singer's path to stardom. Well, she let on to me that a particular local singer is rumored to be "bao" but she is currently not famous yet leh. So, I think only talents matter then and my friend has oodles of singing powresses. A true talent.

All the more I want to wish her the best for her debut and may she shine like Stephanie Sun. Of course, I took the opportunity to take more photos of she and the boyfriend together. Who knows, if I need some quick buck one day, maybe I can then sell the photos to some entertainment magazines. *kekekekekeke*

I Am Such A Hag

Most of us don't forget our first love or relationship. Depends on how the relationship ended, it remains either our best memories or life's biggest mistake.

While I may relate my first love one day (Mr. Gecko's my second boyfriend), I am turning the spotlight on my little sis's love life for today's entry. A little entertainment gossip for those who tune in to Channel U's Project Superstar show faithfully though I am not going to point fingers, I'll leave the guess work to you.

My little sis is now, happily attached to the second guy in her life. After a tumultuous relationship which I think was a downright betrayal from her first boyfriend, she rightly derserved her current bliss. Her first love ended during a holiday trip with her first boyfriend and a group of primary school friends. Coming along together was this one girl, a contestant in the chinese singing contest, who is my sis's now ex's first crush.

This shamless couple hugged and held each other's hand openly throughout the whole beach holiday while it is no secret to the group of friends my sister was the girlfriend! How very brazen the couple was I must say. How hurtful and humiliated my sis would be. How I felt her silent hurt.

The way back home after the trip in the coach was the ultimate final blow for my sis. The idiotic guy chose to sit and hold hands with the bitch throughout the five hours bus journey! *Sigh...* My sis related to me how some of her friends were casting pitiful looks at her but refrained from humiliating her further by keeping quiet. There was no need on my sis's part to negotiate anything... the bitch made no apologies anyway. Till much later and my very stoopid sis actually went as far to shake her hands and accepted her friendship!!! Outrageous! I would have spat in the girl's face. Twice. That's me!

As an adult, I can only pity my sis and am glad she is young and can treat this experience as part of growing up pains. But my main concern remains how some youngsters can be so irresponsible to actually inflict such pain in someone's life. Someone you claimed you cared before even. Do they not feel ashamed? Could they not had spared a thought to my sis's feelings then?

Hmm... I hope the girl will not make it to the final rounds of the singing contest. She hasn't been kicked out of the contest at this stage. She's no singer lah anyway. You can't say I am biased. Some people just do not deserve chances.