A day at the President's house

The title sounds like some porn title.

Anyway...

It was a Saturday morning. Mr. President had some problem at his home and being a VVIP, we peons were required to provide service there. Was sulking when I dragged myself out of bed in the morning. What a great way to waste a Saturday.

Reached his home at Bukit Damansara and his home was just sweet. Huge ass house, pool table, , bar lounge, and a fully equiped jamming studio. It really rocks being rich. It really sucks tending to such rich people on a weekend.

At one point, my handphone was running out of juice and I had to make a phone call. Mr.President heard me and offered his charger.

Me : Errr, my phone is a Nokia.
Mr.P: How dare you bring a Nokia phone into the home of Ericsson's president. Nokia. Ericsson's staff should only use Ericsson products.
Me : Hmmmmm. But I'm with HP.
Mr.P: But that is a Nokia. Its not even HP.
Me : Lalala

The topic of music came up and turned out that music was his passion. He started talking about his career in the music industry where he proudly said he once did some production for Bob Marley and even Abba. He then invited us to his jamming studio.

Picked up his Musicman bass and shoved it to me. Regretted ever mentioning that I played the bass. He sat at the drums and started to play a beat. "Come on! Play something!" he insisted. Shit. I'm so dead. Played some anime tune and it went well for a bit. If I was gonna play something, might as well play something that he'd never heard of before. He then showed a bit of some music production stuff which was alien, cool and interesting to us. But he really showed us one thing that we don't see everyday - passion.

Turned out to be a rather interesting day after all.

I want a dog

If i were to ever get a dog, I am definitely getting this costume for it.

Potter

Was sipping a cup of ice cold green tea at Sushi King the other day, and I overheard the conversation of a few girls at the next table. Apparently the topic was on the upcoming book, Harry Potter and Deathly Hallows. They sounded pretty passionate about it, arguing if Harry will die or live happily ever after. I wonder how many people will camp at KLCC this time just to be the first ones to read the book.

Well, the only reason I read the first 6 books was because the English was simple and easy to understand. I'm a simple guy I guess. And cheap as well. I will just do what I did for the last 6 books - wait for the kiwi to buy it and borrow it the moment her whole family finishes it.

Its just fantastic how an author can become a billionaire just by writing a fantasy story of a wizard kid. With all the suspense and tension building up as the release date draws near, J.K Rowling had better not screw up the final piece of her masterpiece.

Turns out, Harry was just a normal teen smoking pot and was high and fucked up when he imagined the whole wizard thing.

Yea. That would be a perfect ending.