Move over, Idol. 1:03 pm

Move over Idolmania. Welcome CBS' Rockstar Supernova.

Contestants at this competition aim to front a band, Supernova, as its lead singer. This band comprises of rock legends Tommy Lee (Motley Crue), Jason Newsted (Metallica) and Gilby Clarke (Guns N' Roses).

Despite not being a rock fan, the contestants can really sing, groove and move crowds. I thought it beats American Idol. Hands down.

http://rockstar.msn.com/rockstar/supernova

Uncle T

Wise words... 9:44 am

"Find the life force in your period of history and attach yourself to it"

Fenner Brockway (1888-1988)

Uncle T

I am a man born into an era too late... 8:25 am

Uncle T

Narratives from the Toilet-bowl King 8:09 am

Orders mee pok tah...and my fav kopi-peng...

Classic.
Wei Ze's post match analysis (semifinals between Portugal and France): "The crooks got their just desserts, they should learn to stand properly by the next World Cup. Yes, it's a Franco-Italia affair (in the Final). Will be sumptuous, real close".

Potty Humour
After enduring the laxative effects of excellent kopi-peng, I finally found unlikely comfort, seated on the toilet bowl. Kudos to my bowels which held its floodgates firmly shut as it weathered the stormy car-ride home.

And in my throne, I relished at the warming release. Satisfied, I reach for the cheap toilet paper, and...*gasps* (not really a good idea to gasp at such an episode, really). All I can hope for is that that amount of toilet paper will be sufficient to clean up the mess this round.

I soon found myself muttering a silent prayer for each tear I made from the depleted roll, praying that it will last through this proceedings...

Uncle T

When reality seeps in 5:24 am

You awake in a dream
And it seems so clear
So real.
As you slowly step out of that
Unique space, something within
Strongly affirms the reality of that dream.
You awake.
Amidst the fog of stupor and tinges of
Waking consciousness,
It still seems very real

Until
Reality slowly seeps in.
As you move farther from
Waking point
The dream slowly recedes into
The recesses of forgotten dreams.

Uncle T

Drats! 8:54 am

The first day I get off work, I get a throbbing, aching fever!
Drats!
World Cup (late-nights) Fever!

Uncle T

GOODBYE... 10:02 pm

They never did turn up for the match, did they?

Uncle T