Frankenfish for dinner?

"What's for dinner Honey?"

"How about cedar plank Franken-salmon?"

"What is that?"

"That is a genetically modified salmon."

"Does it have 2 heads?"

"Not yet...the fish is genetically engineered so that it grows at twice the normal speed. It produces a lot of growth hormones so it may really help to make the cancer cells spread faster. And...and of course they are farmed in a cozy crowed area. Full of good antibiotics. Maybe there will be new type of disease coming out of this. Isn't that cool?"

"But I really liked the wild salmon you made last week..."

"No. Can't have that anymore. The Frankenfish will be taking all the food. The regular fish won't stand a chance. Frankenfish will also likely to eat the weaklings. So soon we will only have Frankenfish. Who knows, maybe it will eat us too."

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Sex and the City 2 - Still loving it

I watched "Sex and the City 2" over the weekend. Even though this movie has received extremely bad reviews, even by women, I still have to say, I love it. It's not a movie made for Oscars, why is everyone so serious about it?

One of the reviewer's comment says:

The new movie is just an exercise in self indulgence and complaining about problems that aren't really problems. Charlotte complaining about how hard it is to be her when she has a nanny AND a housekeeper. Miranda complaining that her boss doesn't like her. Carrie complaining that Big puts a TV in the bedroom. Samantha complaining about her hormones. I just kept thinking "are you kidding me?? This passes for dialogue??". That's all in the first 8 minutes and it's just downhill from there. I'm just disgusted.

Well, they are not life threatening problems, but they are the things that women complain about, EVERY DAY! They are not real issues, but I don't know anyone, including guys, that's not guilty of making such complains.

"My kid wakes up all the time and we can't get any sleep."
"My boss is an idiot."
"My husband must have 10 sets of tools and he just bought another set."
"I am fat. I need to loose weight."
"I have wrinkles." (-- that's from me.)

I think the movie has represented our everyday "not problem" problems, in an exaggerated way. It's a movie. It suppose to exaggerate. People think it's stupid because they are seeing the "problems" in a 3rd person perspective. Should they be put in the situation, they may not be any less of a brat.

And I still think the ladies look fabulous in those costumes. Yes, they are costumes. No one wears an "Alice in Wonderland" dress to the souk without bodyguards. Even the rich and fashionable. That's announcing "Please rob me! Please Please rob me!!" Nonetheless, it's a movie, and in movies, the characters can wear anything and I am totally fine with that.

I am especially happy to see that the Carrie paid 100 dirham for her shoes at the souk. I was given the same price! So they are not just ripping me off. Though I didn't buy the shoes, more like slippers, because I thought it was too expensive and it wasn't nearly as fancy as Carrie's.

In conclusion, I think it's a very entertaining movie. It made me laugh.

Can a zombie reach Nirvāna?

Shavasana.

The air was hot and humid. Lying on the sweat drenched mat. Breath in. Breath out.
The warm air was quite soothing and just as I thought I could fall asleep, a soft voice said:"Free your mind. Let your mind be empty. Let all the thoughts escape. Just breath........"

Well, guess what?!! Everything came back! Each and every single thought that I was so ready to "let go", CAME BACK. Just why did she have to say that! I was perfectly fine before her soft and tender voice.

While everyone else was enjoying being a corpse, I was struggling not to jump up and scream. I opened my eyes. I can still be a corpse with eyes open, right? (Though, usually that means the person has unfinished business...) But, a corpse is not suppose to have thoughts...or is it? That would make it a zombie.

Can a zombie reach Nirvāna?

I guess not. Zombies are not free from craving and anger and thus subject to suffering.

Then can a Corpse? A corpse has no thought, no feeling, no nothing except the physical body. And it has no attachment to the physical body. Let it rot, see if the corpse cares. But then, Corpse doesn't care about Nirvāna either. It is the empty shell which we need to let go also.

What can reach Nirvāna is the mind. An empty mind....okay, not empty, but liberated mind that no longer clings.....That's nice...but what am I if all I have is my mind. A spirit I guess.

An empty, no, liberated spirit....what does that mean?

All I want is to have a nap. And that's too much to ask, because "want" is not wanted in Nirvāna.

***SIGH***

It's alive!

After one of the zucchini plants, let's call it "chini", is forced to moved to a new location, I was sure it would die. When I moved "chini", it had one little fruit on it, no bigger than my little toe. All the leaves died the next day, but the fruit grew! It's exactly a week after and "chini" has a fruit of 3 inches long. It also has new leaves coming out.

"Chini" is alive. How amazing is that!

It's gonna rain; It's not gonna rain

I've never paid so much attention to weather like I do now. All of the main projects that are to be done this year are dependent on the weather. Seal the driveway, stain the deck, spray Roundup, to name a few.

Yesterday the report says sunny most of the week, today the report took a 180 degree turn.

The weather couldn't make up its mind......Or it just wants to mess with mine.

OMG...I think it heard me complaining!!!!! It's raining!

Painful Sacrifice

I knew zucchini plant could be big. Everyone warned me about it, but I didn't know it could be that big. I planted 2 on the same row, less than a meter apart. It's a mistake. A fatal mistake. At least for 1 of the plants.

The one on the outer side is not so healthy because the other one is invading its space and crushing it.

"We have to take one out to give space to the other one."
"But it may die."
"It's not producing any fruits. Better to have 1 healthy plant than 2 unhealthy ones."
"But it may die."
"It's not happy now. May as well take a chance and move it somewhere else."
"But it may die."
"It will prefer to make the sacrifice for its friend."

So I moved it. And its dying. All because of me, planted them too closely together.

First sight of redness

After a long month of waiting, we finally saw the first sight of redness in cherry tomato. This is very exciting. Though I'm not sure who's going to eat this first tomato, Kendrick or me. I think it's going to be me.

First Harvest

We collected our first batch of harvest this weekend. Peas are disappointing as it's not even enough to make a dish. Zucchini are growing rigorously on the other hand. We picked a couple of zucchnini and shared with friends. Yummy! Tomatoes are still green, but there are loads of them. Not sure if we are capable of consuming all of them.

Do you get it?

Found this Venn Diagram. I am confused. Where are you?

Tomato! Tomato!

Looks like in a few weeks, I can stop going to the market for tomatoes!
With 6 tomato plants and the rate they are growing, we should have more than enough for the 2 of us. Maybe I should start learning how to preserve them for the Winter season.

Enormous Zucchini plant taking all the space

When I bought the zucchini plant, it had 2 little leaves and was about an inch wide. 5 weeks later......the leaves are bigger than my head!



Good thing is that the leaves are quite pretty and decorative. Bad thing is that it's invading the space of other plants. I've already moved 2 of the poor little Jalapeno plants. Looks like I'll have to move the 3rd one too.

There are a lot of zucchini flower buds, hopefully we'll have lots of zucchini for the summer and autumn.

The war between me and the bunny

Look at it....



Soooo cute....NOT!!!!!!!!!!
Not when I found out it ate all the peas in the garden. All of them!

I planted more peas and built a heavy fence. It's a war between me and the bunny.
So far the fence seems to work.

I feel morbid today

It's the year of Tiger. 2010. My year.
"Not a good year for you," mom said, "should have something red on you throughout the year."
Okay mom, I'll try.

I don't look good in red, but I bought a red sweater anyway.
Maybe there is something about this year. It has not been very good so far.
Well, it has not being bad...but not good.

I know, I know, worse things can happen. Look at Haiti; Look at Chile.
I am looking. The disasters are moving closer and closer to us.

• The great South Asia tsunami of 2004;
• The China Sichuan 8.0 earthquake of 2008;
• The Haiti earthquake of 2010;
• The Chile 8.8 earthquake of 2010;

The disaster is moving from the other side of the globe to just under us.

Why is it that I have not seen any fund raising and relief activities for Chile?

I guess it's end of year again...2009

I guess it's end of the year again or I wouldn't be here, writing a blog. Again, time to reflect...

2009 is indeed a busy year.

• Moved my trip away from Asia, to Africa.
• Cleaned my camera sensor.
• Definitely watched less TV, not voluntarily though.
• Got a bigger place to clean.
• Visited the hospital more than I ever did in my entire life.

I'm not sure what to do next year. Oh well, life goes on, or off, even if I don't make any plan.

Hurting

My stomach is twitching and hurting, protesting the extra load of work I forced upon it in the middle of the night. Chocolate, peanuts and wafer crackers, all the junk food I can find at home.

When 2 people stay long enough, they would become more and more like each other. Eating the same type of food, listen to the same type of music, watch the same movies, and talk the same talk.

Can you still find yourself? Do you still know what you like and dislike?

2009

Have to get my camera cleaned.

Have to watch less TV.

End of year 2008

It's again end of year. Time to look back and reflect. I have already forgotten the resolution set out for this year, if there has been any.

Age has discreetly made its presence known. (Though LB keeps telling me I've had that line on my forehead since 20.) Resolution is moving into a virtual world where I can look anyway I want, young or old, tall or short, thin or fat. The problem is that the virtual world makes me sick, literally, like motion sickness. I was there for an hour last night and still felt nauseous and light headed this morning.

Virtual world is as cruel, and as pathetic as the real world. With "male" totally outnumbers the "female", still no one talks to an old fat woman. Though I have to say it has been fun watching the reaction of the guys while I change appearance in the middle of our conversation. "WTF" is what I usually get. LOL.

Went to Hong Kong in September and concluded my annual trip to Asia since 2005. Have to move on to a new continent next year.

The summer was a blur. I don't seem to remember a thing from this summer. A piece of memory must have been taken away from me. Puzzled.

Weekend Babble

First week of living alone, I survived on half a pot of soup, left over tofu, potato chips and chocolate. Dark chocolate of course. I still have the other half pot of the soup, and it shall last me another week.

I scrubbed the balcony for the second time this year. Being nice and letting the birds staying there for shelter, when there was rain and snow, in exchange, they left me shit. Tough shit. I scrubbed and scrubbed. Some of the mark seemed permanent and refused to fade, as if they were burnt onto the cement.

Now, sitting on my couch, looking through the window at the scarred balcony floor, a familiar feeling arose. People come, and people go. Everyone is a passer by. Some leave sweetness and some leave shit that you just can't seem to scrub away.

Autumn 2008, through my eyes

Autumn this year is especially beautiful. Haven't seen such fierce and passionate color for quite a few year. I lay in it, letting the leaves scattering over me, letting the serenity pour into me. The air was sweet. All these will soon slip away without a sound. Until next year.

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