Archive for August, 2007

I was noshing on my yong tau foo meehoon soup at the 4th floor KLCC food court this afternoon when I got a gentle tap on the shoulder.
“Are you Kurt Low?”
“Yes?”
“Hi, I’m Nicholas. I read your blog.”
My first instinct was to yell “NOT GUILTY!!” but you’ll be surprised at what a mouthful of half-eaten noodle [...]

I almost choked on my potato crips.

“Kimi, you missed the presentation by Pele — can you get over it?”
“Heheyeah, I was having a shit.”
Felipe Massa doesn’t know who he’s messing with.

Say my I.P., say my I.P.!
(Somewhat NSFW. Unless you work in the IT department.)

It’s terribly familiar. It’s everywhere. It’s the Wilhelm Scream. Aoaaaaarhh!

Some things, the Force can’t do:

You may remember a few months back when I received an sms from one of my church pastors. It expressed his deep concern over the contents of this blog, something he felt was not an appropriate representation of my role in the church’s Youth Ensemble, a singing group I have served in for almost 10 [...]

“Why is my pants down? Oh, well I was trying to do my laundry at the same time. You know, multitasking.”
“Heck, wudjabelieve it — my wang just got accidentally stuck in her poontang.”

Yeah, after 2 weeks, this is the best I offer you. I hope you like goats. Don’t worry, after 5 beers she starts [...]