Wednesday, October 18, 2006
If this prediction is going to be true "Human species may split in two", we can probably stop worrying or speculating on how the human race is going to die in the supposedly-impending global doom induced by global warming and god-knows-what-else-is-out-there.
Maybe we should start believing all the fantasy and sci-fi books that we're reading. I think I'm elfin.
Monday, October 16, 2006
I bring you sad news for now. My laptop decided to commit suicide last week, taking away nearly all opportunities for me to update this exciting blog more frequently. I'm now illegally writing from my office deskstop, which happens to be a sleek flat screen Dell with crappy keyboard. I've taken some pics from last week which I would like to share with you but unfortunately it would be most awkward (did I mis-spell this word? looks strange) if I were to be caught uploading fashion pics on computer at work. And yes, it would very much stand out from the rest of the techno related pics that I have on my computer.
But worry not, I will not give up hastily on such a small obstacle. I will try and smuggle in a few at a time until I get my all-spanking-new laptop in about 2 weeks time ;o)
Till then, please feel free to leave your intelligent comments and condolences (for my laptop). Or nothing too.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
I still can't grasp what people see in the forms of SOA, ROI, BPM, IDM, SMS (not sms), etc. Or maybe I'm just sitting in a very wrong place. If anyone of you have watched the fashion movie The Devil wears Prada, you would be able to imagine this, except that it's in the other way round:
Put a total fashionista/fashion writer into an environment where no one knows how to spell Narciso Rodriguez or the difference between MiuMiu and Prada; then expect the person to start writing news and marketing materials about why companies need Identity Management to have Role Based Access Control and maybe a little bit of Master Data Change Management solution to manage your Master Data (duh). And then imagine the horror the boss would have when the fashionista tries to make a parable between technology solutions and haute couture.
Atleast I think the fashionista should be applauded for even trying to make that parable.
I guess that could have also been a good name for a movie though a tad too long to sound chic for the young and mass ears today. So instead, they decided to call it in its better known name - The Black Dahlia.
I was introduced to Elizabeth Short or Beth Short as she's sometimes credited as, more than a month ago when I saw that Josh Hartnett was going to star in a new movie by the name of Black Dahlia. Oohh, sounds mysterious and sophisticated; the poster looks even better. Nothing at all related to the images that I would see of Beth after the murder in January 1947. It was anything but nice. In fact it was gruesome. The killer practically took the phrase "grining from ear to ear" a bit too far. But that was just a small part of how sadistic the murderer actually was. If you want more gruesome details, please visit the website yourself and read what you want. My blog is for mass reading.
Unfortunately, I'm only writing about this now as I live in Denmark at the moment and movies tend to take a long time before they reach our shores. Not sure why, but it sure sucks. So if you've watched this movie, please do add some comments and maybe a short review of what you think. Just remember to avoid spoilers. I love spoilers but my readers don't.
No, I obviously haven't watch this one either thanks to Denmark or whoever that decides which countries gets which movies first. But I'm definitely going to catch this in the cinema when it opens here (if it does). Not that the cantonese trilogy was such a "wow" film for me, but it would be interesting to see how the translation went - not just the language but the cultural aspects as well.
So I decided to go with the more conventional - copying and pasting my 1st entry in a previous now defunct blog. So here it reads:
welcome to the world of blogs.
a world where you tell everyone every details about your life and you: what you think, what you ate, how many times you went to the toilet, what you have to bitch about, what you love, what's dear to you, what you hate, and what makes you.
and the best part is, no one has the choice to not read about your life - unless they "stumbled" upon your blog. But then again, they didn't stumbled now did they? They chose to click on your "blog tab" to read about you. Now why would they want to do that? I don't know.
Same reason why the cat died?
anwyay, forget all that, and once again, welcome to the world of blogs and days of reducing your life into boxes of blogs in a virtual world.
yours (truly) sincerely,
your Blogged ego