Badass Literary Treatise (BLT)

Wow. Ever since I moved to my new blogsite, I have hardly logged in to my friendster account. Well, if they fix the silly problem with comments, I’ll ditch the paid blogsite.

Here are the more interesting updates since… well, its been a while.

Fearst Wasp reveals my fear of stepping into a new life with someone else.

Highway of Love talks about Surrogate relationships and cheap motels.

History in Song chronicles music milestones in my lovelife.

Batmanism starts out as a movie preview, but of course I’m not so shallow.

drop on by if it is lunch time at your office and you’re waiting for the cup noodle to cook.

Plug Time for the Real BLT

Judah and Tamar gets featured in Godly Seduction between a Hottie and a Hornie

Followed by a little history on Dog Breath

Not based on the booklet I read about Making Poverty History

Ironically juxtaposed withan entry on a car I’m eyeing

While I was sick for a couple of days

I commented on something I read in the Straits Times Case File

After recovering I caught up with Mara

And confessed my fear of rejection

Before rounding off with a loonie rhyming exercise

Drop by and leave me a comment

SEX has been on my mind…. um for the last many years? lol

Recent blog entries include a book review on The Joy of No Sex

and my thoughts on TV and bonking

Swing over to the real BLT and leave some comments to make or break my day

Blog Frequency increases as new materials cascade

A Haiku while having lunch complete with ugly photo taken with O2 Mini

A racist conversation with the owner of the world’s cutest puffer fish

Gripes about the New Singapore Deal

An Entry on a comment on the New Singapore Deal

My thoughts on being a Groupie

and a poem inspired by weekend events and Oscar Wilde

… is currently residing at my new blog space

Latest updates include

Clob Me This! (observations at CLOB

Roach and Loach (attempt at tongue twisting)

Matilda Part 1 (attempt at allegory writing)

and All My Mighty Power (exposition on honging)

Check in, check out and leave some badass comments!

New updates from my blog over the last 4 days include

What the heck do i need a lawyer for?

What the heck do i need a lawyer for? Part 2

I Guess you won’t be needing the lawyer

For those of you who have not update the link on your own blogs, please do so. Thanks!

Cheers

It has been 3 days since I moved my blog to typepad at http://themarxx.blogs.com

Comment features work good but most importantly, I’m no longer spamming my friends on friendster.

Occasionally, I’ll still drop an entry here to direct traffic to the new blog. (yah, shameless plug)

Latest updates

Fluff it or Stuff it

Poetry at 16

4 months and 68 posts later, it is time to end a very rewarding and satisfying chapter of my life.

I just can’t take it anymore!

• The embarassment of flooding my friend’s mailboxes everytime I make slight changes to my entries.
• The frustrations at not being able to recieve comments from readers who are not on friendster
• The frustrations that the comment engine doesn’t work very well. (you have to click and click and click before the box pops up)
• The inflexible design template that only allows me to tweak my font size and colours.

Folks, I’m gonna give a whole lotta lovin’ to my bros and sis on friendster and those who are NOT on friendster. I’m outta here!

I am now there

Periodically, I will still drop a blog entry on my friendster blog just to direct traffic to my new home.

To fellow bloggers: Please update your links.

Thank you!

There is something about torrential rain and grey skies sundered by white streaks that gets me all goose-pimply. Or maybe it was a combination of the temperature drop and Annie Lennox’s angst-ridden lament about her dead rose.

Whatever the case, I had a moment. And so I pulled over to the road side, yanked out my notebook and started this entry

Hammering inside

A silver cocoon amidst

A million tiny hammers

Mr Kaif has invited me to contribute to a blogsite called Christ Hacks.

The strange composition of the two words struck me, but perhaps not for the reasons that Mr Kaif intended.

Instead of thinking about what kind of useful tips I may offer to help my brothers and sisters along their walk, the anal writer in me picked up on the word "hack" and concluded that here was an excellent opportunity to plug the latest book I am reading - The Penguin Dictionary to Literary Terms and Literary Theory. (which also happens to be published by my company.)

Together with the other 17 people in all of Singapore who own the book, we know that the word Hack is used to denote

1) a hired horse or hireling
2) a person who churns out written words for a pittance

Used as an adverb it suggests low grade work. Which is probably what mainstream programers (IBM) thought about the stuff produced by pizza eating, garage living, pimply, socially challenged teenage geeks.

Of course the word has since taken on a slight glam given Hollywood’s romantification of hackers (Matrix anyone?) and our own disdain for bullying, monopolistic computer corporations (Microsoft anyone?)

Having revealed the original meaning of the word Hack, one can appreciate the amusement I found in "Christ Hacks". Especially when you consider that beyond a few words scratched in some dirt, there is no evidence that Christ wrote anything at all.

Incidentally, I know of only one blogger who uses the word ‘Hack’ in its original meaning and aptly so.