大師真是大師, 彈奏結他的時候的樣子真的可以說是魅力四射, 有清脆的聲音, 有動人的樂曲, 能夠一聽這音樂, 實是在下的福氣. 這真是有福氣的音樂! 如果當代的音樂人能夠和願意多譜出這種有福氣的音樂, 那麼現今的樂壇就有救了.
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Friday, January 05, 2007
The Games of Your Life
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
It's 0331 here in Hong Kong. Again, I'm listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com .
By now you probably have noticed that I've changed my wallpaper. It's only one of the many slick wallpapers for you to download at the official web site of the 15th Asian Games Doha 2006.
The reason I picked this one is that it helps putting on this X'mas look with the green background and the red bars contrasting each other. There are many other wallpapers that I like from that site, but I can only use one. Another reason is that Hong Kong has been chosen to stage the 2008 Olympic Equestrian Events. The third reason is that there's a horse, a prop I used when I played the captain of the forty thieves in Arabian Nights at the Hong Kong Academy for Performing Arts, in the previous wallpaper. The fourth reason is that I happen to be born in 1978, one of the many years of the horse. The last reason is that I like horses. They are amazingly beautiful beasts.
Let's talk about the games. I watched the latter part of the opening ceremony, which was a spectacular event. It's great to see Jacky Cheung performing for the world, even though the song "Together Now" was just so so. So proud of him. Another captivating moment is when HE Sheikh Mohammed Bin Hamad Al-Thani, captain of Qatar's equestrian endurance team as well as a prince (his dad's HH The Emir of Qatar, Sheikh Hamad Bin Khalifa Al-Thani), carried the torch and gallantly galloped his steed Malibu up the long, steep ramp that reached the full height of the stadium to light the flame. Awesome!
According to one of the many news stories at the official web site, Chen Yanqing, a 27-year-old heroine from our China, "came out of retirement to set FIVE world weightlifting records" at the games. A STANDING OVATION FOR YOU, MS. CHEN!
As for our home city Hong Kong, Kam Po Wong snatched our very first Gold at the games in the men's road race cycling event, completing the race distance of 156.4km in 3 hours 45 minutes and 2 seconds. For swimming at the women's 4x100m freestyle relay, Hannah Jane Arnett Wilson, Hiu Wai Sherry Tsai, Leong Kwai Lee, and Hang Yu Sze grabbed a bronze medal for us. Another bronze medal received by Yuk Cheung, Lai Chak Ko, Ching Li, Chu Yan Leung, and Ka Chun Tse at the table tennis's men's team event. Last bronze medal was won at the weightlifting's women's 53kg event by our 23-year-old heroine Wei Li Yu. WELL DONE, FIGHTERS! AND APPLAUSE TO MANY OTHER ATHLETES!
The following piece of information comes straight from our Hong Kong's profile at the official web site of the games:
Athletes to watch:
Windsurfer Lee Lai-Shan is Hong Kong's most famous sportswoman and the defending Asian Games champion.
Table tennis doubles pair, Lai Chak Ko and Ching Li, will be hoping to go one better than the Olympic final, where they were beaten by the Chinese.
Hong Kong is also competitive in rowing and squash.
Profile:
Hong Kong, China first competed in the Olympic Games at Helsinki 1952 and was a part of the second Asian Games Manila 1954.
Bowler Chen Ju Hong won the country's first Asian Games gold at Seoul 1986. Windsurfer Lee Lai-Shan made history at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics when she won Hong Kong's first ever Olympic gold medal.
At Athens 2004, table tennis players Lai Chak Ko and Ching Li took doubles silver. This was Hong Kong's first Olympic medal under Chinese rule.
Also, here're some interesting advice from the culture and religion page of the web site:
The importance of cultural awareness
Bedouin culture places enormous importance on hospitality and the welcoming of strangers, and this is reflected in the warm welcome tourists and expatriates receive in Qatar today.
But Qatari culture also encompasses many important traditions regarding dress, body language and personal behaviour in public and it is important for visitors to be aware of these customs to avoid causing unnecessary offence.
Photographs: Never take pictures of local men or women without their permission. Also note that photographing military installations, police officers and government buildings is strictly forbidden.
Public Displays of Affection: It is important to note that regardless of nationality, public displays of affection are not permitted. It is best to keep bodily contact to a minimum. This includes hand-holding between males and females and other forms of intimacy.
Handshakes: If you are a male and you are introduced to a female it is best to wait and see if a hand is extended to you first. If it is not, do not extend your hand, but greet the woman verbally.
Body language: Do not sit in a way that shows the soles of your feet or shoes; it is considered very insulting. Also, Qataris perform their ablutions with their left hand, so it is not polite to wave, shake hands or pass money or other items to a Qatari with your left hand.
Dress: Regular clothing should be conservative and not revealing. It is your responsibility to show respect to the traditions of both Qataris and Muslims. Sleeveless tops, shorts and mini-skirts may be suitable at the beach, at hotel resorts or while exercising indoors, but this type of dress is generally discouraged at work and in public places. Women are advised to wear clothing that is not too tight, too short or see-through. Men can generally dress as they do in their home country. Knee-length shorts are acceptable.
Alcohol and drugs: There are severe fines for consuming alcohol other than on licensed premises. Drinking and driving is a serious offence, and Qatar applies a zero tolerance attitude towards driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs.
Fight on, duckies!
Regards,
Tangbro
Greetings.
It's 0331 here in Hong Kong. Again, I'm listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com .
By now you probably have noticed that I've changed my wallpaper. It's only one of the many slick wallpapers for you to download at the official web site of the 15th Asian Games Doha 2006.
The reason I picked this one is that it helps putting on this X'mas look with the green background and the red bars contrasting each other. There are many other wallpapers that I like from that site, but I can only use one. Another reason is that Hong Kong has been chosen to stage the 2008 Olympic Equestrian Events. The third reason is that there's a horse, a prop I used when I played the captain of the forty thieves in Arabian Nights at the Hong Kong Academy for Performing Arts, in the previous wallpaper. The fourth reason is that I happen to be born in 1978, one of the many years of the horse. The last reason is that I like horses. They are amazingly beautiful beasts.
Let's talk about the games. I watched the latter part of the opening ceremony, which was a spectacular event. It's great to see Jacky Cheung performing for the world, even though the song "Together Now" was just so so. So proud of him. Another captivating moment is when HE Sheikh Mohammed Bin Hamad Al-Thani, captain of Qatar's equestrian endurance team as well as a prince (his dad's HH The Emir of Qatar, Sheikh Hamad Bin Khalifa Al-Thani), carried the torch and gallantly galloped his steed Malibu up the long, steep ramp that reached the full height of the stadium to light the flame. Awesome!
According to one of the many news stories at the official web site, Chen Yanqing, a 27-year-old heroine from our China, "came out of retirement to set FIVE world weightlifting records" at the games. A STANDING OVATION FOR YOU, MS. CHEN!
As for our home city Hong Kong, Kam Po Wong snatched our very first Gold at the games in the men's road race cycling event, completing the race distance of 156.4km in 3 hours 45 minutes and 2 seconds. For swimming at the women's 4x100m freestyle relay, Hannah Jane Arnett Wilson, Hiu Wai Sherry Tsai, Leong Kwai Lee, and Hang Yu Sze grabbed a bronze medal for us. Another bronze medal received by Yuk Cheung, Lai Chak Ko, Ching Li, Chu Yan Leung, and Ka Chun Tse at the table tennis's men's team event. Last bronze medal was won at the weightlifting's women's 53kg event by our 23-year-old heroine Wei Li Yu. WELL DONE, FIGHTERS! AND APPLAUSE TO MANY OTHER ATHLETES!
The following piece of information comes straight from our Hong Kong's profile at the official web site of the games:
Athletes to watch:
Windsurfer Lee Lai-Shan is Hong Kong's most famous sportswoman and the defending Asian Games champion.
Table tennis doubles pair, Lai Chak Ko and Ching Li, will be hoping to go one better than the Olympic final, where they were beaten by the Chinese.
Hong Kong is also competitive in rowing and squash.
Profile:
Hong Kong, China first competed in the Olympic Games at Helsinki 1952 and was a part of the second Asian Games Manila 1954.
Bowler Chen Ju Hong won the country's first Asian Games gold at Seoul 1986. Windsurfer Lee Lai-Shan made history at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics when she won Hong Kong's first ever Olympic gold medal.
At Athens 2004, table tennis players Lai Chak Ko and Ching Li took doubles silver. This was Hong Kong's first Olympic medal under Chinese rule.
Also, here're some interesting advice from the culture and religion page of the web site:
The importance of cultural awareness
Bedouin culture places enormous importance on hospitality and the welcoming of strangers, and this is reflected in the warm welcome tourists and expatriates receive in Qatar today.
But Qatari culture also encompasses many important traditions regarding dress, body language and personal behaviour in public and it is important for visitors to be aware of these customs to avoid causing unnecessary offence.
Photographs: Never take pictures of local men or women without their permission. Also note that photographing military installations, police officers and government buildings is strictly forbidden.
Public Displays of Affection: It is important to note that regardless of nationality, public displays of affection are not permitted. It is best to keep bodily contact to a minimum. This includes hand-holding between males and females and other forms of intimacy.
Handshakes: If you are a male and you are introduced to a female it is best to wait and see if a hand is extended to you first. If it is not, do not extend your hand, but greet the woman verbally.
Body language: Do not sit in a way that shows the soles of your feet or shoes; it is considered very insulting. Also, Qataris perform their ablutions with their left hand, so it is not polite to wave, shake hands or pass money or other items to a Qatari with your left hand.
Dress: Regular clothing should be conservative and not revealing. It is your responsibility to show respect to the traditions of both Qataris and Muslims. Sleeveless tops, shorts and mini-skirts may be suitable at the beach, at hotel resorts or while exercising indoors, but this type of dress is generally discouraged at work and in public places. Women are advised to wear clothing that is not too tight, too short or see-through. Men can generally dress as they do in their home country. Knee-length shorts are acceptable.
Alcohol and drugs: There are severe fines for consuming alcohol other than on licensed premises. Drinking and driving is a serious offence, and Qatar applies a zero tolerance attitude towards driving under the influence of alcohol or drugs.
Fight on, duckies!
Regards,
Tangbro
Happy 1/52nd Anniversary!
Dear fellow Waxduckies,
Greetings.
It's 0210 here in Hong Kong. Listening to, this time, country hits on MSN Radio.
It's Waxduck's 1/52nd anniversary. This week-old baby's drivin me nuts. Kinda. I mean I've been staying up late typing, browsing, leaving comments, laughing, and pondering in front of my screen. It's been quite an experience, and I'm starting to wonder if I've become addicted to blogging. You know, I'm starting to look forward to others' feedback on my blog.
[Cross Canadian Ragweed's Fightin' For has just finished, and Terri Clark's I Just Wanna Be Mad has just started.]
I think it's pretty fair to say that I've visited tens and hundreds of blogs here at Waxduck, and the trip has been phenomenal. There are boys and girls. Singles and married couples. Secondary school students, college students, and fresh graduates. Various members from the local labour force like teacher, fireman, financial planner, and designers. Conservatives and liberals. Boyfriends and girlfriends. Hubbies and wives. Dads and moms. Locals and foreigners.
[Patty Loveless's How Can I Help You Say Goodbye just ended, and Shania Twain's Man! I Feel Like A Woman! followed]
There are rookies and old-timers. Facts and opinions. Texts and graphics, and even videos. Humans and an "alien". And those background pics! Each of them speaks a thousand words! Pics of pets, sceneries, photos, sketches, and CGIs. I mean even those that don't have any background pics, still, do have this expanse of medium grey fog as their backgrounds. Even if someone doesn't have a profile pic, one still wonders who this person with such curvy shoulders, standing in front of a background of a dimly lit Waxduck logo, wearing a snow white bubble helmet and a light grey poncho is.
And the subjects of the blogs shed so much light on what it's like to be among the Generations X and Y here in Hong Kong nowadays. What interests us? Karaoke, English Premier League, ball games, video games, shopping, food, cool toys, cool pics, cool sites, cool links, cool clips, and et cetera. What troubles us? Relationships. Loneliness. Fear.
It's funny that I've been forcing myself to check on as many people as I could, as if each of them is my "client". Clients who help me advance in my "career", i.e. to climb to the top of the "most visited" chart, but, at the same time, I'm also helping them to advance theirs.
A big part of the experience as a blogger is not only about reading others' blogs and leaving comments behind, but, most importantly, it is also about creating your own blog, writing your own entries, realizing your own ideas and feelings in concrete passages, and even reading and reflecting on your own entries.
The whole blogging experience can be so creative, expressive, and interactive. It's tedious and dull, but it's heartwarming. It's hardcore personal, but it's out there in the public. It's addictive, because it's rewarding. It's a lonely journey, but lots of folks got your back. It's painfully joyful and joyfully painful.
It's a surprise.
It's a gift.
It's a blast.
Happy 1/52nd anniversary, Waxduck!
Wax on, duckies!
Regards,
Tangbro
Greetings.
It's 0210 here in Hong Kong. Listening to, this time, country hits on MSN Radio.
It's Waxduck's 1/52nd anniversary. This week-old baby's drivin me nuts. Kinda. I mean I've been staying up late typing, browsing, leaving comments, laughing, and pondering in front of my screen. It's been quite an experience, and I'm starting to wonder if I've become addicted to blogging. You know, I'm starting to look forward to others' feedback on my blog.
[Cross Canadian Ragweed's Fightin' For has just finished, and Terri Clark's I Just Wanna Be Mad has just started.]
I think it's pretty fair to say that I've visited tens and hundreds of blogs here at Waxduck, and the trip has been phenomenal. There are boys and girls. Singles and married couples. Secondary school students, college students, and fresh graduates. Various members from the local labour force like teacher, fireman, financial planner, and designers. Conservatives and liberals. Boyfriends and girlfriends. Hubbies and wives. Dads and moms. Locals and foreigners.
[Patty Loveless's How Can I Help You Say Goodbye just ended, and Shania Twain's Man! I Feel Like A Woman! followed]
There are rookies and old-timers. Facts and opinions. Texts and graphics, and even videos. Humans and an "alien". And those background pics! Each of them speaks a thousand words! Pics of pets, sceneries, photos, sketches, and CGIs. I mean even those that don't have any background pics, still, do have this expanse of medium grey fog as their backgrounds. Even if someone doesn't have a profile pic, one still wonders who this person with such curvy shoulders, standing in front of a background of a dimly lit Waxduck logo, wearing a snow white bubble helmet and a light grey poncho is.
And the subjects of the blogs shed so much light on what it's like to be among the Generations X and Y here in Hong Kong nowadays. What interests us? Karaoke, English Premier League, ball games, video games, shopping, food, cool toys, cool pics, cool sites, cool links, cool clips, and et cetera. What troubles us? Relationships. Loneliness. Fear.
It's funny that I've been forcing myself to check on as many people as I could, as if each of them is my "client". Clients who help me advance in my "career", i.e. to climb to the top of the "most visited" chart, but, at the same time, I'm also helping them to advance theirs.
A big part of the experience as a blogger is not only about reading others' blogs and leaving comments behind, but, most importantly, it is also about creating your own blog, writing your own entries, realizing your own ideas and feelings in concrete passages, and even reading and reflecting on your own entries.
The whole blogging experience can be so creative, expressive, and interactive. It's tedious and dull, but it's heartwarming. It's hardcore personal, but it's out there in the public. It's addictive, because it's rewarding. It's a lonely journey, but lots of folks got your back. It's painfully joyful and joyfully painful.
It's a surprise.
It's a gift.
It's a blast.
Happy 1/52nd anniversary, Waxduck!
Wax on, duckies!
Regards,
Tangbro
回應laz的"究竟現在是全球化，還是個人主義？"一文
其實歷史本來就是一個循環, 試問二十一世紀的超級經濟, 軍事, 科技大國(美國是其中的表表者)跟古羅馬帝國有甚麼分別呢?
二十一世紀的世界豈不跟中國古時春秋戰國的年代沒甚麼兩樣嗎. 大國吞併小國, 小國依附大國. 勝者為王, 敗者為寇. 只不過今時今日我們動刀槍之餘, 我們也動用我們的資產. 我們不但免不了軍事戰爭, 更免不了經濟上, 文化上的戰爭.
現在我們不但破壞家園, 也破壞自然環境, 更破壞家庭社區體觀念, 人的尊嚴, 自我形象, 自我價值.
二十一世紀的人類在身, 心, 靈上所受的殘害豈不跟前人的不相伯仲, 或更甚於前人, 也不足為奇.
哀哉!
二十一世紀的世界豈不跟中國古時春秋戰國的年代沒甚麼兩樣嗎. 大國吞併小國, 小國依附大國. 勝者為王, 敗者為寇. 只不過今時今日我們動刀槍之餘, 我們也動用我們的資產. 我們不但免不了軍事戰爭, 更免不了經濟上, 文化上的戰爭.
現在我們不但破壞家園, 也破壞自然環境, 更破壞家庭社區體觀念, 人的尊嚴, 自我形象, 自我價值.
二十一世紀的人類在身, 心, 靈上所受的殘害豈不跟前人的不相伯仲, 或更甚於前人, 也不足為奇.
哀哉!
The Miracle
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
Of course, I'm still listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com . Just finished a whole big bowl of Hainan chicken rice. Yummy! Thanks, Mom.
First of all, farewell, Cineart! Miss you! I had truly wonderful times with my friends and family seeing movies like "搶錢家族", "開國大典", "情書", "高校教師", "五個相撲的少年", "可可西里", "Il Postino"...
Yesterday morning I attended an audition at the Hong Kong Repertory Theatre. So nervous. So exciting. So moving. We the actors went through several sensitivity, acting, and movement exercises, did our 1-min self-introductions, 2-min improvisation with a partner, and sang our "Shanghai Tang". Ms. Fung reminded us not to be discouraged if we didn't get to go on to the next round of audition.
"Persist!" she encouraged us.
I was so moved by her words, as I sang, "成功, 失敗, 在我心中起伏夠."
The night before yesterday I was in such a grip of emotions, when I took out my folder and looked at my cover letter, theatrical & non-theatrical resumes, my photos, and all my diplomas. When I looked at my theatrical resume, I realized how blessed I am to have the opportunity to get to know all these instructors and to perform in plays or a musical under their direction. I was looking at this folder as if I was looking back at my own life, as if this folder was all I had in my life, as if all the materials in this folder were what defined who I was.
I felt that I had so little. I felt that I was afraid of going on living with this little folder of pics, resumes, and diplomas in my hands. So little. How am I gonna face all the real life challenges with this tiny thingy? Then I slowly realized how much I wanna get into the troupe so desperately. Perhaps too desperate.
However, somehow I also realized that all these pics, resumes, and diplomas are, in fact, symbols of great blessings and symbols of great love. I was seeing once again how I was living overseas without having my parents around. Even though they weren't there, but I realized that their love was always right there with me.
If it wasn't because of them working hard here in Hong Kong, how on earth would I be able to pay for the tuition, the dorm, and the food. If it wasn't because of their efforts, how on earth would I be able to meet all these friends and mentors in America?
So I imagine that in every place I visited, in every person I met, and in every thing I put my hands on, there was a little bit of mom and dad's love in that very place, in that very person, and in that very thing. Just as when I look into the mirror, not only I'm seeing myself, but I'm also seeing my mom and dad, since part of them is still very much alive inside me, running in my bloodstreams.
I realized that I was actually quite frightened that one day mom and dad wouldn't be around anymore, but now I know that even if they're gone, part of them will always be with me.
Always.
All I need to do is to look into the mirror.
To see myself is to see my mom and my dad.
I am my mom and my dad.
I am their fingerprint.
I am their footprint.
And all of sudden, I didn't feel alone anymore.
No.
Not alone.
Not alone at all.
Regards,
Tangbro
Greetings.
Of course, I'm still listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com . Just finished a whole big bowl of Hainan chicken rice. Yummy! Thanks, Mom.
First of all, farewell, Cineart! Miss you! I had truly wonderful times with my friends and family seeing movies like "搶錢家族", "開國大典", "情書", "高校教師", "五個相撲的少年", "可可西里", "Il Postino"...
Yesterday morning I attended an audition at the Hong Kong Repertory Theatre. So nervous. So exciting. So moving. We the actors went through several sensitivity, acting, and movement exercises, did our 1-min self-introductions, 2-min improvisation with a partner, and sang our "Shanghai Tang". Ms. Fung reminded us not to be discouraged if we didn't get to go on to the next round of audition.
"Persist!" she encouraged us.
I was so moved by her words, as I sang, "成功, 失敗, 在我心中起伏夠."
The night before yesterday I was in such a grip of emotions, when I took out my folder and looked at my cover letter, theatrical & non-theatrical resumes, my photos, and all my diplomas. When I looked at my theatrical resume, I realized how blessed I am to have the opportunity to get to know all these instructors and to perform in plays or a musical under their direction. I was looking at this folder as if I was looking back at my own life, as if this folder was all I had in my life, as if all the materials in this folder were what defined who I was.
I felt that I had so little. I felt that I was afraid of going on living with this little folder of pics, resumes, and diplomas in my hands. So little. How am I gonna face all the real life challenges with this tiny thingy? Then I slowly realized how much I wanna get into the troupe so desperately. Perhaps too desperate.
However, somehow I also realized that all these pics, resumes, and diplomas are, in fact, symbols of great blessings and symbols of great love. I was seeing once again how I was living overseas without having my parents around. Even though they weren't there, but I realized that their love was always right there with me.
If it wasn't because of them working hard here in Hong Kong, how on earth would I be able to pay for the tuition, the dorm, and the food. If it wasn't because of their efforts, how on earth would I be able to meet all these friends and mentors in America?
So I imagine that in every place I visited, in every person I met, and in every thing I put my hands on, there was a little bit of mom and dad's love in that very place, in that very person, and in that very thing. Just as when I look into the mirror, not only I'm seeing myself, but I'm also seeing my mom and dad, since part of them is still very much alive inside me, running in my bloodstreams.
I realized that I was actually quite frightened that one day mom and dad wouldn't be around anymore, but now I know that even if they're gone, part of them will always be with me.
Always.
All I need to do is to look into the mirror.
To see myself is to see my mom and my dad.
I am my mom and my dad.
I am their fingerprint.
I am their footprint.
And all of sudden, I didn't feel alone anymore.
No.
Not alone.
Not alone at all.
Regards,
Tangbro
Joyeux Noël
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
Once again, sitting alone here in front of the screen, typing out words after words. It's 0214 here in Hong Kong. This is the third night in a row when I'm listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com. And I'm thinking to myself that I'm really running out of things to say. Things that would be interesting to you, the readers.
As a matter of fact, I've been trying to improve my rank in the "most-visited" chart by reaching out agressively to many of you. You know, by saying "hi", cheering (:)), encouraging ("Keep it up!"), and so on and so forth. I've been staying up late/early as you might have noticed if you've paid enough attention to the time of delivery of the past few entries.
To a certain extent, I did succeed. I did climb back up to the current 7th from the earlier lows. However, I feel rather depressed. I do. I dunno what's wrong, but maybe it's this X'mas thing. This festive season. And I've read quite a number of blogs in which the hosts talk about being out of a relationship, finding it difficult to make new friends, or feeling lonely. Nothing's wrong with'em. Nothing at all. It's just that I ...
I dunno how to put it ...
Well, you know what, the 35th French Cinepanorama/Hong Kong French Film Festival starts today! And Paris, I Love You is the opening film. Merveilleux! Paris, I Love You.
Oh, well. Yeah, probably it's something to do with X'mas, and it's near the end of 2006, and a new year's bound to be here very soon. You know, everywhere's putting up giant X'mas trees, and colourful, shiny decorations and lights. Weather's getting cold.
So...
You know...
Listening to this holiday music. Indulging myself.
Hopes and dreams.
Hopes and dreams.
Last week in one evening I was just strolling at the IFC mall (Talk about how to pick a perfect place to indulge in one's loneliness or celebrate one's singlehood). I went out to this courtyard adjacent to the mall and just stood there for, I dunno, at least an hour, fantasizing that I was actually waiting for someone.
Seeing couples, old and young, loners, men and women, and small groups of students, office ladies, business executives, and yuppies passing by, giggling, chatting, smoking, enjoying their snacks and coffees, and looking as professional as they could.
Me? I was just standing there and watching this scene flying by. I even had my little dinner there. I took out the leftovers from my lunch earlier during the day--two cold, chewy, tasteless chicken and BBQ pork tarts.
Yum.
If I think that X'mas is all about these glorious light shows, humongous man-made trees, and the Hong Kong WinterFest, then I must be missing out something very important here.
Shouldn't X'mas be a lot more than that?
I better think this through.
Through and hard.
Regards,
Tangbro
Greetings.
Once again, sitting alone here in front of the screen, typing out words after words. It's 0214 here in Hong Kong. This is the third night in a row when I'm listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com. And I'm thinking to myself that I'm really running out of things to say. Things that would be interesting to you, the readers.
As a matter of fact, I've been trying to improve my rank in the "most-visited" chart by reaching out agressively to many of you. You know, by saying "hi", cheering (:)), encouraging ("Keep it up!"), and so on and so forth. I've been staying up late/early as you might have noticed if you've paid enough attention to the time of delivery of the past few entries.
To a certain extent, I did succeed. I did climb back up to the current 7th from the earlier lows. However, I feel rather depressed. I do. I dunno what's wrong, but maybe it's this X'mas thing. This festive season. And I've read quite a number of blogs in which the hosts talk about being out of a relationship, finding it difficult to make new friends, or feeling lonely. Nothing's wrong with'em. Nothing at all. It's just that I ...
I dunno how to put it ...
Well, you know what, the 35th French Cinepanorama/Hong Kong French Film Festival starts today! And Paris, I Love You is the opening film. Merveilleux! Paris, I Love You.
Oh, well. Yeah, probably it's something to do with X'mas, and it's near the end of 2006, and a new year's bound to be here very soon. You know, everywhere's putting up giant X'mas trees, and colourful, shiny decorations and lights. Weather's getting cold.
So...
You know...
Listening to this holiday music. Indulging myself.
Hopes and dreams.
Hopes and dreams.
Last week in one evening I was just strolling at the IFC mall (Talk about how to pick a perfect place to indulge in one's loneliness or celebrate one's singlehood). I went out to this courtyard adjacent to the mall and just stood there for, I dunno, at least an hour, fantasizing that I was actually waiting for someone.
Seeing couples, old and young, loners, men and women, and small groups of students, office ladies, business executives, and yuppies passing by, giggling, chatting, smoking, enjoying their snacks and coffees, and looking as professional as they could.
Me? I was just standing there and watching this scene flying by. I even had my little dinner there. I took out the leftovers from my lunch earlier during the day--two cold, chewy, tasteless chicken and BBQ pork tarts.
Yum.
If I think that X'mas is all about these glorious light shows, humongous man-made trees, and the Hong Kong WinterFest, then I must be missing out something very important here.
Shouldn't X'mas be a lot more than that?
I better think this through.
Through and hard.
Regards,
Tangbro
Welcome, Mr. Cold Front!
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
Again, listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com . Thru my speaker this time. It's 0325 here in Hong Kong. Mr. Cold Front has finally arrived! Welcome, Mr. Front. Thanks to you, I'm experiencing this natural nice'n cool A/C temperature of 18.8 degrees Celsius. Although our government does recommend us setting our A/Cs' temp. at 25.5 degrees Celsius, but I suppose it's ok for you, Mr. Front, to control our natural A/C here in Hong Kong.
One thing's so exciting is that I've noticed that we've got quite a lot of waxcells taken very quickly in such a short time, perhaps due to the bright prospect of this property, being close to major internet highways connecting Shenyx Zhenux, Macao Gaming Zone Alpha, and HiKrosystem 7, cyber railway stations 00101, 01010, and 10100, numerous virtual omnibus and minibus lines, and, most importantly, dozens strips of specialized, diverse mega shopping, sports, recreational, cultural, educational, and business complexes.
Duck Times's IT editor Weng A. Xi points out our phenomenal market potential on Bloombuck Channel's Weekend Late Night Wax Edition on Sunday right after Waxduck's grand launch, "We're definitely seeing tons of well-off, independent young urban professionals, examinational savvy secondary school and college students, and hordes of kidults who're so proud of their alternative lifestyles flooding into this landscape. Nothing can be more amazing than this 21st century portal through which the global citizens express themselves and interact with each other in multidimensional means: in written and spoken words, in photos and graphics, in animations and videos."
Waxduck - Power to the People!
Regards,
Tangbro
Greetings.
Again, listening to holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com . Thru my speaker this time. It's 0325 here in Hong Kong. Mr. Cold Front has finally arrived! Welcome, Mr. Front. Thanks to you, I'm experiencing this natural nice'n cool A/C temperature of 18.8 degrees Celsius. Although our government does recommend us setting our A/Cs' temp. at 25.5 degrees Celsius, but I suppose it's ok for you, Mr. Front, to control our natural A/C here in Hong Kong.
One thing's so exciting is that I've noticed that we've got quite a lot of waxcells taken very quickly in such a short time, perhaps due to the bright prospect of this property, being close to major internet highways connecting Shenyx Zhenux, Macao Gaming Zone Alpha, and HiKrosystem 7, cyber railway stations 00101, 01010, and 10100, numerous virtual omnibus and minibus lines, and, most importantly, dozens strips of specialized, diverse mega shopping, sports, recreational, cultural, educational, and business complexes.
Duck Times's IT editor Weng A. Xi points out our phenomenal market potential on Bloombuck Channel's Weekend Late Night Wax Edition on Sunday right after Waxduck's grand launch, "We're definitely seeing tons of well-off, independent young urban professionals, examinational savvy secondary school and college students, and hordes of kidults who're so proud of their alternative lifestyles flooding into this landscape. Nothing can be more amazing than this 21st century portal through which the global citizens express themselves and interact with each other in multidimensional means: in written and spoken words, in photos and graphics, in animations and videos."
Waxduck - Power to the People!
Regards,
Tangbro
Rise & Shine, Waxduckies!
(Visit www.waxduck.hk !)
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
It's Tangbro here. Time's 0314 here in Hong Kong. Listening to some holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com through my headphone.
First of all, it's Waxduck's birthday, so...Happy Birthday to you, Waxduck! And to many of those who just started blogging here...Many happy returns!
Was browsing quite a number of blogs here. Luv using the function "F" on the bar at the top of the "excel". I got to click on the "most visited" and the "recently updated" blogs. Can't help myself thinking about how my blog can reach the top of the "most visited" chart. Very tempting. But, oh well, I'd rather have some buddies who'd be leaving me messages pretty constantly.
"V"'s quite fun to click on. You can choose to reveal all the tiny little hidden icon images, which is quite a beauty. "O"'s quite a thrilling ride, I dare say. Try it. The "W" and the "random-fun-fact" link at "T" are quite interesting.
What cracked me up most are the two pre-recorded "help" segments at "H", which are quite informative as well as entertaining. I was actually bored and curious enough to take out my watch and time the two lovely pieces of vocal performances.
The authoritative "male-voice" is actually a proud 14-minute long presentation, while the "female-voice", thank God, is only a whopping 7-minute sweet-and-cute lafer. I applaud the lady's comical efforts, especially during the section when she starts talking about "cookies", which is outlandishly funny. No one should miss it. Neither should you.
For those of you who might be bored at times in the future and wanna have some harmless, silly fun here at Waxduck, you can play the "Make-the-guy-roll-only-one-of-his-eyes" game.
To play, all you have to do is to click yourselves in and, note that the direction of the gaze of the guy "Bill", who's responsible for welcoming you the entrants, is controlled by your mice. You may find certain locations on the screen where you may move your arrows about and see how "Bill" is capable of rolling only one of his eyeballs. Bravo, Bill.
Last but not least, since I'm curious about what you guys and gals, the tenants, would like to listen to on our radio here at Waxduck, your suggestions and future comments are more than welcome. Got any ideas? Ideas that are SEMI-NON-SENSE, INFRA-NERDY, ULTRA-GEEKY, MONO-JOLLY, BI-FREAKY, and TRI-CHEESY? Please feel free to email me at tangbro@yahoo.com. Many thanks!
Till later, fellow waxduckies.
Regards,
Tangbro
Dear fellow waxduckies,
Greetings.
It's Tangbro here. Time's 0314 here in Hong Kong. Listening to some holiday music on www.windowsmedia.com through my headphone.
First of all, it's Waxduck's birthday, so...Happy Birthday to you, Waxduck! And to many of those who just started blogging here...Many happy returns!
Was browsing quite a number of blogs here. Luv using the function "F" on the bar at the top of the "excel". I got to click on the "most visited" and the "recently updated" blogs. Can't help myself thinking about how my blog can reach the top of the "most visited" chart. Very tempting. But, oh well, I'd rather have some buddies who'd be leaving me messages pretty constantly.
"V"'s quite fun to click on. You can choose to reveal all the tiny little hidden icon images, which is quite a beauty. "O"'s quite a thrilling ride, I dare say. Try it. The "W" and the "random-fun-fact" link at "T" are quite interesting.
What cracked me up most are the two pre-recorded "help" segments at "H", which are quite informative as well as entertaining. I was actually bored and curious enough to take out my watch and time the two lovely pieces of vocal performances.
The authoritative "male-voice" is actually a proud 14-minute long presentation, while the "female-voice", thank God, is only a whopping 7-minute sweet-and-cute lafer. I applaud the lady's comical efforts, especially during the section when she starts talking about "cookies", which is outlandishly funny. No one should miss it. Neither should you.
For those of you who might be bored at times in the future and wanna have some harmless, silly fun here at Waxduck, you can play the "Make-the-guy-roll-only-one-of-his-eyes" game.
To play, all you have to do is to click yourselves in and, note that the direction of the gaze of the guy "Bill", who's responsible for welcoming you the entrants, is controlled by your mice. You may find certain locations on the screen where you may move your arrows about and see how "Bill" is capable of rolling only one of his eyeballs. Bravo, Bill.
Last but not least, since I'm curious about what you guys and gals, the tenants, would like to listen to on our radio here at Waxduck, your suggestions and future comments are more than welcome. Got any ideas? Ideas that are SEMI-NON-SENSE, INFRA-NERDY, ULTRA-GEEKY, MONO-JOLLY, BI-FREAKY, and TRI-CHEESY? Please feel free to email me at tangbro@yahoo.com. Many thanks!
Till later, fellow waxduckies.
Regards,
Tangbro
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