Ok thought I should update this thing after 2 years, well more killing time for an hour. Not even sure why I am back on here really. But here I am...
So about me, which I figure you would want to know since your here. In brief... I live in Singapore, 8 years now, but I spend my time between Singapore, London, Paris and Sydney. I travel too much, I pay way too much in excess baggage ( BA has the best rates ). I love Thailand and the Seychelles to kick back and relax, Oxford St for shopping and Saville row for suits. Sydney Botanic Gardens, just to doze off.
By training I am a mathematical physicist, but in reality now I run engineering and manufacturing companies. So if you want gears, bearings, motors and so on - well contact me.
Stupid things...Everytime i go to starbucks et al, well I just want to scream - give me a damn coffee. And what is it with $5 coffee (wanking) 60c kopi-o at a coffee shop tastes better anyway. Oh and stupid pricks on the plane that want to put there seat back as far as possible while you are eating (inconsiderate bastard - got a shock when I kicked your seat right?). N wat is it wit da dumfuks wat cant b bothed to fukin spel proper? Why not just say you failed primary school?
Oh and I see no point at all going into a British pub and buying German or Dutch beer. What is it with that? As far as I knew we won the war. If i want foreign beer I will go to a foreign pub!. Even in Singapore it is easier to buy Carlsberg than Tiger.(Not that I like either - but that is not the point). What is wrong with proper Ale? Hmmm another thing, if the pub next to your shop has "Established 1534" outside... do not put "Established 2006" outside your shop.. it just looks really really stupid.
And if you are an ugly chick or just dont have it.. well dont put up stupid looking pics of yourself. And it is worse with the guys, what pretentious crap, where I grew up you would have been beaten up 15-20yrs ago for sitting hours to take a poncy pic of yourself. Fair enough if you really do look like Antonio Banderas, Cameron Diaz etc etc, if not just accept you will not win American idol and get real.
Another thing, if you are female and on the pull, don't put up tons of pics showing you with other guys...Honestly "but we were just friends" is something that just cannot register at all within a male brain. Men do not think "isn't that nice, she must be really popular.." it is biologically impossible.
Oh yeah, i think i am turning slowly into a grumpy old man. Still I just dont get how sticking bits of metal through your dick or labia can be a good thing. Hmmm what else? Hmmmm Hmmmm thats it, I am not into shallow truckers. The reality is your tits will sag, there will be stretch marks, cellulite, wrinkles maybe even a beard for some. And that is just the women. Men will go bald, get a gut and probably one day reach for the viagra - even if she is not to know. (Err yeah baby, I am just really really horny - for all of today). Anyway when all of that happens/happened - then what? I prefer my friends to be real people - you know the sort that actually look like shit in the morning, until showered.
Definition of Love: If after a big night at an indian restaurant eating lots of vindaloo and drinking lots of lager she/he still wants to be around you at 10am the next morning.
Definition of True Love: If he or she still wants to hold your hand at 10am the next morning.
Well happy camping...
I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple. The Gods envy us. They envy us because we're mortal, because any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizzare and inexplicable.
There is another which states that this has already happened.
Douglas Adams.
Mon rêve familier
Je fais souvent ce rêve étrange et pénétrant D’une femme inconnue, et que j’aime, et qui m’aime Et qui n’est chaque fois, ni tout à fait la même, Ni tout à fait une autre, et m’aime et me comprend.
Car elle me comprend, et mon coeur transparent Pour elle seule, hélas! cesse d’être un problème; Pour elle seule, et les moiteurs de mon front blême, Elle seule les sait rafraichir, en pleurant.
Est-elle brune, blonde ou rousse? Je l’ignore. Son nom? Je me souviens qu’il est doux et sonore Comme ceux des aimés que la vie exila.
Son regard est pareil au regard des statues; Et pour sa voix, lointaine et calme, et grave, elle a L’inflexion des voix chères qui se sont tues.
Verlaine
"I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me. "
Isaac Newton
"If you haven't found something strange during the day it hasn't been much of a day." - John Wheeler
Dirac on poetry
Oppenheimer was working at Göttingen and the great mathematical physicist, Dirac, came to him one day and said: "Oppenheimer, they tell me you are writing poetry. I do not see how a man can work on the frontiers of physics and write poetry at the same time. They are in opposition. In science you want to say something that nobody knew before, in words which everyone can understand. In poetry you are bound to say...something that everybody knows already in words that nobody can understand.
Dirac on ghosts
At another time, Dirac was at a meeting in a castle, when another guest remarked that a certain room was haunted: at midnight, a ghost is said to appear. In his only reported utterance on matters paranormal, Dirac asked: "Is that midnight Greenwich time, or daylight saving time?"
I used to be nice.....
HMS Invincible in Port.
HMS Argyll underway