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Thursday, February 26, 2009

Election memories

"We must become the change we want to see in the world"

Mahatma Gandhi



I must admit that I still get slightly teary-eyed when I go back and read about the 2008 general elections as seen through the eyes of bloggers such as 5xmom and anilnetto.com. Read the comments of particular - you can actually feel waves of pride emanating from each and every word.

It's scary when you see Malaysians working together to topple the government. An awesome sort of scary.

I still remembered the first time I voted - it was nervewrecking. The calm solemnity mixed with extreme anxiety. And how I agonized over "what if my [X] touched the edges of the box?!? OMG my vote is spoilt dyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" Of course it wasn't, but sometimes I take perverse pride in mentally torturing myself like this hahahaha.

The next round I was understandly more pro. I had to drive myself to the Sg Maong community hall because my polling station was different from my parents. Oh, something interesting... there are four people in my family and we've all got different polling stations. Yes, even my sister who shares the same house address as me - she's got the shittiest station... at Stampin. 

Anyway, it was raining heavily the morning of March 8, 2008. The bottom of my jeans were soaked through and I wasn't in the best of mood. But I enjoyed observing the people coming in and out of the community hall. I like looking at people and I like to believe that if I look long and hard enough, I would know who they voted for. Sometimes I create imaginary scenarios in my head - that guy is wearing a BN shirt, but I'm sure he secretly votes for the opposition because some people are just closet that way. That old Chinese lady votes for DAP even though she doesn't know who the candidate is because that's what they're taught... red rocket good, blue scales bad. At least that's what my grandmother tells me.

I'm feeling sentimental.

I can't wait for the next elections.




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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Enter Sandman

Currently, I am addicted to Neil Gaiman's Sandman comics.

Lately I've been going for smoking breaks with a frown on my face. My friends ask me why the long face, is something wrong? 

Nope, everything is fine and dandy. Just that I need to smoke but I also NEED TO FIND OUT WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN ON THE NEXT PAGE!!! Gah.

Initially for my birthday, I thought of gifting myself with the Inkheart trilogy. I have no idea why people don't buy me books for my birthdays. Even last year (or was it year before last.. can't remember) I bought myself Arthur Spiderwick's Field Guide and derived so much bookwormy pleasure from it. I covet books the way Imelda Marcos covets shoes. 

Anyhoo, I still want the Inkheart trilogy (RM79.90 from Popular in case you're wondering *devious smile*), but I'm adding The Sandman comics to my wishlist... all 75 issues of it. :)

Btw, for Gaiman fans, you can read issues #1 to #28 of The Sandman HERE





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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Woe is me

It pisses me off royally when I need something right now and I don't have it.

Take for example... last Saturday night, I attended a wedding and I needed a clutch or an evening bag. 

I planned on borrowing my mother's MNG clutch, but the color's (teal) a little too garish for my liking. Then I remembered she had an original black Dior tote which she did give to me, but in reality I owned it for roughly 5 seconds (just to examine the controllato card) or something because she kept using it.

I never knew why suddenly she stopped using it.

Now I know.

She broke the freakin handle. Or rather she ripped one side of the freakin handle from the freakin joint. To make matters worse, THE CONTROLLATO CARD IS NO LONGER IN THE BAG!

My mother was never, is never, and shall never be designed for branded bags. 

I actually felt so freakin sorry for the bag. At that moment when I was sorrowfully examining the ripped handle, I felt as if I was cradling a puppy with a broken leg. So damn heartbroken okay... *sniff*










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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Weirdest things I've (over)heard

(From a middle-aged male at Tiga Roda kopitiam)
"WA CHO SENG LEE, CHO KAU TOR KI... WA KAU BOI KA WA EH MAK CHIOK LUI!!"
Translation: I went into some business and it failed. I ended up borrowing money from my mother.


(From someone's friend to another friend who just broke up)
"So does it pay to be faithful?"


(From someone's best friend while trying to remember the names of the guys she slept with)
"Victor... got. David... no. Peter... no. Andrew... No. Brian... hmm... Ya I think got one Brian."


(From someone's telephone conversation)
"What's the time now? 11:30pm? I don't think there are any pharmacies open at this hour. Yes, I know you just had sex with your girlfriend. No, I don't have any birth control pills. Can you wait till morning? I don't think your girlfriend will get pregnant that fast."


(From a famous celebrity chef)
"If you want to get into the food business, first thing you should know is that this industry breeds assholes. I'm an asshole. You probably should be one too."


(From someone who is sober)
"I dunno what happened! I drive drive drive... suddenly ah the roundabout come very fast at me! Then I drove over the roundabout."


Feel free to add your own.




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Monday, February 16, 2009

Ethics in politics, like freedom of speech, is just a myth

I am a Malaysian citizen. A commoner. I live with my parents, my sister, two dogs and a hamster. I wake up every morning to feed and walk my dogs and head to work after that. At 5pm, I come home from work. Shower. Have my dinner. Maybe go out with my boyfriend or go for drinks with friends. Come home. Shower. Sleep.

This is my life.

This is probably the typical everyday life of the average middle-class Malaysian.

We don't care about the doings (or wrongdoings) of the upper echelons. I mean, sure, we read the papers, surf the Internet, indulge in political gossip and stuff, but that's as far as it goes. It probably makes as much difference to us as, I don't know, Angelina Jolie adopting another kid from some godforsaken third world country, or Lindsay Lohan frenching Samantha Ronson and then denying all rumors of her being a lesbian.

To clarify further, I summarized the whole (recent) Perak hooha in five words: The S***** is an asshole. "S" being the head honcho of the state. 

People talk about Minister So-and-So being corrupted, "eating" money. I say so what? Corruption may be very real but really, it's nothing new. If you can't beat them, join them. If people offer you dirty money, and you don't take it, somebody else will. This is reality. This is politics. But you know what, who cares? 

What the rakyat really cares about is what affects them directly. Stuff like hikes in petrol prices, rising costs of services and consumer products, privatization of healthcare, retrenchment etc. Malaysians have been a reasonably complacent lot until recently, and the government doesn't really have a clue on what to do. Actually they do... they could reform. Stop cheating the rakyat. Stop teaching the rakyat how to tighten their belts while the wives of those rich hotshots get to go to Europe on shopping sprees. Stop assuming that the rakyat are a stupid uneducated lot by telling them that yes, although we hike our petrol prices, they are still lower than Singapore's. For fuck's sake, the only "natural" resource that Singapore produces is recycled drinking water! Beating people into submission is not answer. Media censorship is not the answer. ISA is not the answer. And blowing little Mongolian ladies up with C-4s is definitely NOT the answer. 

Anyway, where were we? Oh yes, corruption. 

A note to our beloved politicians: Be as corrupted as you want. Go ahead and eat all the money you want. But not at the expense of the rakyat. Never. I mean, the average Malaysian has to slave like a dog just to make ends meet, and you still want to cheat his money? Don't do that lah. If you want to steal, steal from those rich pricks. Go rob those in the list of top 20 richest Malaysians. Or top 10 in the Forbes  list, which is even more impressive ok. Just stop stealing from the poor. Sure it's easy, like taking candy from a baby. But make it a habit and you're just quickening your pace towards your own political death.















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Sunday, February 15, 2009

Although it has nothing to do with this post, Yasmin Ahmad's SPCA ad almost made me cry

I sent him an sms yesterday. 

I realized I could no longer reel his number off by heart. I actually had to scroll through my contact list. Like wtf right. 

It took 3 years for me to accomplish this. 3 bloody years for me to forget his number.  

And you know, I'm not even the super-sentimental sort. I wonder how long it takes for emo qings and kueens to forget their past.

They probably never do.



***Now for a public service announcement: View Yasmin Ahmad's SPCA commercial at http://yasminthefilmmaker.blogspot.comIt's freakin touching ok. Do your bit to prevent cruelty to animals and spread the word.***



Got a wedding to attend to this coming Saturday. The bride armtwisted me to attend her church ceremony. Gah. I've never attended a wedding ceremony at church before because:
  • I rather sleep in.
  • I don't believe in getting dressed up for something that lasts just an hour.
  • I'm pessimistic that way.
Some more it's a Catholic wedding and the church is un-airconditioned. Thank gawd it's only for about an hour. Any longer than that, I'd probably melt into something akin to unholy water.

Anyhoo, one of my colleague coaxed me to attend Catholic classes with her in April. Now, for the record, if I DO attend classes, it's just so that IF and ONLY IF I do marry B, we'll get to marry in church in holy matrimony with bells and whistles and the whole nine yards. If not, we'll only get the priest's blessings, like Jessie Chung did. 

For the record again, I cannot see myself as a Catholic because the Baptists got me first and although I'm such a "worldly" person (according to MK), I find that their teachings make more sense. Not that I'm against the Caths or anything, I mean, whatever makes you happy, right? I just find that it's not my cup of tea. And I cannot imagine how I will behave in a class where I have to pretend that oh yes Father, I so believe in Mother Mary, the saints and rosaries. Because I freakin don't and I have no idea how to do that ok. You know, I didn't even believe in creationism because evolution makes a hell lot more sense, but now I've accepted that God created the universe and all living creatures, but please, not the Adam and Eve bit. That's like telling me that Harry Potter and his broomstick is real. Now how many Hail Marys do I have to say in order to repent? Oh, and don't forget to dunk me in a bath tub of holy water and pray for my tortured soul while you're at it.

But then hor, the only positive thing about being a Catholic is that I get to choose a new name and I get a freakin cert for it! But only if I REALLY get to choose my own name. God help me if I had to be a Mary or Elizabeth hahahahahahahahahaha. Oh, and I get to buy myself a gold crucifix, eventhough I don't believe it has the power to ward off vampires or pontianaks. I'm just thrilled to be able to accumulate more pieces of gold jewelry. And the hour long services! If they totally do away with the kneeling part, it would be perfect. Baptist churches don't require you to kneel, but their services are sooooooooo long, almost 2 hours. So yes, I love the fact you can get to heaven by just devoting one hour a week. 

Just remind me to bring my own cushion for knee pads.












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Thursday, February 05, 2009

The comment that deserved its own post

Okay, this post is mainly for Che-Cheh's benefit.


1. If I have a big dog, will I still feed raw?

YES! Actually, Bobby + Brandy's weight = 30kg, which is nearly the average weight of a adult male Golden Retriever (27-36kg). In fact, I wanted to put Bobby on 100% raw diet also. Problem is, I've still got too much kibbles at home. And canned dog food, which used to be Brandy's staple diet. So processed or not, Bobby has to finish them.

Also, Bobby is a bit of an idiot when it comes to raw feeding. He doesn't like raw chicken. He loves raw mince meat though. And I'm not feeling benevolent enough to experiment with other types of meat so soon. So Brandy gets all the chicken, while Bobby eats the raw mince. 

Supposing I put both of them on a raw diet, feeding 2-3% of total body weight per day, my food cost a month would be:

3% of 30kg = 900g

1kg raw mince meat (pet food variety) = RM3 per kg
900g raw mince = RM2.70 per kg
1 month = RM2.70 x 31 days = RM83.70


As for the bones and organs:
Chicken drumsticks = RM8.50 per kg
Liver = RM5 per kg

I bought 4 medium-sized drumsticks for RM5 at Cold Storage, which means I'm paying upscale price. I'll probably pay less if I get them from the market or normal supermarket. So on average, 1 drumstick = RM1.25. If I feed one drumstick every other day, my cost will be RM19.40 per month. If I feed one drumstick every day, it will be RM38.80.

Chicken liver is very cheap. At slightly more than half the price of drumsticks per kg, even if fed every day, cost will be maybe RM20 per month.

So in total, meat + drumsticks + liver = RM150. 

But that's a very conservative estimate. Actually I pay less than that because I feed less than 1% of body weight. Reason being, chicken drumsticks come with meat too, which means I have to cut the weight of mince meat, or else I'll be over feeding the dog. 

So in reality, I'll be feeding my 30kg dog roughly 500g raw mince daily, which will cost RM46.50 month. If I add in a drumstick and some liver EVERY DAY, it will bring the monthly total to RM105.30. Cheaper than a 6.5kg bag of Innova Evo. :)

Of course, there are so many other ways to lower cost. Feed breast meat + bones instead of drumsticks. Feed chicken wings instead of drumsticks. Or even chicken necks. The sky's the limit.


2. But I can only go to the market on weekends.

I never go to the market. I buy all the stuff I want from supermarkets. I'm a sucker for comfort. As long as you find yourself a supermarket or hypermarket with a meat counter and there's a guy behind the counter who can slice meat for you, you can definitely buy raw mince meat for pet food. Just ask for "pet food", the meat guy should know. 

Then you go home and portion the meat into little bags and pop the whole lot into the freezer. In the morning, take one bag out to defrost. By evening, the meat is soft enough to be fed. If you get a frozen bag of pet food, just ask the meat guy to slice the meat up into smaller blocks so that it's easier for you to pack individually at home.

Once, I bought 2 bags of frozen mince (2kg per bag) and I forgot to ask the meat guy to slice it up for me. When I got home, I spent more than an hour hacking through frozen meat. It was like trying to free a woolly mammoth from the ice. It was painful. My fingers were numb and blistered at the end. So don't be afraid to ask the meat guy for help.


3. That's how you get clear pee?

Uhm, yes. Well, the more water you drink, the lighter your pee will be. The same rule applies to dogs too. The trick is to find something to add to water so that he'll drink more than usual. In Brandy's case, it's a teaspoon of raw mince added to a little hot water and then topped up with drinking water. She drinks roughly a big cup of soup before every meal. 

My colleague adds a little glucose to her dog's drinking water to entice him to drink, but I've never tried that before. Basically, you work with whatever you have or whatever it takes to make your dog drink more.


4. Although dogs can't process green leaves, I still give them as treats.

Lucky you. My dogs don't eat fruits or vegetables because Bella gets first priority on anything un-meat. And I'm not strict on dogs eating greens. Maybe because I'm not a huge fan of vegetables myself. Haha.









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Wednesday, February 04, 2009

The continuing saga of Miss Brandy... continues

It has been almost 3 weeks since I started Miss Brandy on her raw diet.

Along the way, I modified her diet here and there to suit her needs and mine too. I had to, because Brandy is a special-needs dog (yes very speshul) who doesn't like to drink water. But basically, raw meat and bones still make up the bulk of diet. 

For breakfast, Brandy gets:

1. Soup (1 cup hot water + 1 teaspoon raw mince meat for flavor).
2. A hard-boiled egg (with bits of shell attached for calcium).

I choose not to feed raw eggs to my dogs because of the biotin (Vitamin B) hype. Apparently, raw egg WHITES contain an enzyme called avidin which can bind biotin and prevent it from being absorbed by animals, which ultimately leads to Vitamin B deficiency. The only way to destroy avidin is through cooking the egg whites. Anyhoo, I did my research and discovered that dogs that are fed whole raw eggs do not suffer from biotin deficiency because something in the raw egg yolk prevents that from happening.

Whatever, I don't have the time to separate the whites for cooking and leave the yolks raw. So she gets cooked eggs and she lurves them.


For dinner, Brandy gets:

1. Soup (same as breakfast)
2. Raw mince meat 
3. On alternate days, she gets a whole chicken drumstick and offal. This week she's eating gizzards because CCK Cold Storage didn't have chicken liver for sale. Gizzards, though slightly more expensive, are easier to deal with and doesn't have the strong bloody, iron-y smell that liver has.


Raw mince meat (the type that butchers sell as pet food) are so damn cheap at RM2-RM3 per kg. 2 kgs can last Brandy more than a week. Even with the cost of chicken drumsticks and offal in, it's still a hell lot cheaper than buying kibble. I'm not against people feeding their pooches kibble, but I wish petfood manufacturers would stop labelling their products as "organic", "natural" or "holistic". Face it, there's nothing natural, organic or holistic about kibble. It's just processed food. It's like buying "wild salmon" in a can. By the time it's in a can, who cares whether it's wild or farmed or hand-reared to do circus tricks in your bath tub? Until I personally see that the salmon has been caught from icy Alaskan rivers or Norwegian fjords, you can take your "wild" label and stuff it where the sun don't shine.

Now, tell me, do you believe that McDonald's uses "premium" beef in your Big Mac? :)


Oops, back to the main topic of conversation.

I'm looking into lowering the already low cost (IMHO) of Brandy's meal. My father loves what raw food is doing to our shih tzu, but he keeps mumbling that drumsticks are expensive (But dad, a week's worth of drumsticks cost less than a meal at McD's!) and so he suggested feeding Brandy solely on raw mince meat and chicken carcasses. For those who do not know what chicken carcasses are, no, they're not roadkill. They're whole chicken skeletons usually sold for making soup stock. Since mince meat already has a nice meat-to-fat ratio, I just need to add in the raw bones and chicken carcasses work just fine. Not to mention, they're dirt cheap (according to my father).


So after nearly 3 weeks on her new diet, Brandy:

1. Is fitter. Last time her top speed is a mild trot for a 20-30 seconds before collapsing on the road. Now she gallops like the world's shortest pony and is my father's newest jogging partner. Think you can outrun her? Think again.

2. Produces better poopies. They're small and compact. Super easy to clean up. Doesn't stink and attract flies. Poop quality usually the major difference between processed food and raw fed dogs. Dogs on kibble diet will always poop more and their poop tend to smell. Pooping more is not necessarily a sign of good health. It shows that food is not being fully absorbed into the system. Raw fed dogs, in contrast, have very small poops despite being fed alot. 

3. Fur is a lot better now. On a kibble diet, the fur on her back was dry and faded-looking. A week ago I told my colleague that Brandy's fur was getting better. Only the part near her tail still feels a little dry. 

4. Clear pee. Like seriously tranparent ok. She peed on the garage floor one night and I thought it was a rain puddle until I realized the puddle was made in a spot that has never been touched by rain. This one, however, is probably due to the fact that she's getting a hell lot of fluid from the twice-daily meat broths. 








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