hectic in slow motion

The road was a sea of red, gridlock of buses and cars. Even bikers were desperate to find a gap. Tube lines were dead yet the city appeared more lively. Citizens rushed around smiling to the effects of adrenaline, an annoying sight to the passengers in still traffic. Joggers jogged further distance than usual to work, the half awake living dead autopilot among the sea of crowd, Tour de France in London sponsored by Barclays. Men in pubs after work, drowning their sorrow to the thought of their long distance family. Man asleep in the park next to a memorial, rather be dead than getting up to go home. London insider guide, a day out in London during tube strike, an unforgetable experience that one must spend extra hours in. If it's inevitable to walk, take the scenic route.

New kind of black magic, now available in your local market

As titled.

Inception (after watching) *spoiler, kind of

After watching inception...











...I turned two alarms off after losing track of which level of kick I got to and woke up after a decade in sleep time. Next time I'll do the music trick to tell me it's time to get back to the reality.

Multiple personality disorder

Goldfish tattoo

I think it really fits the wrist, get some movement.

Reformed Teletubbyland

The teletubbyland they built where formerly hosted the notorious bunch now has trees not grown from the soil but installed, so that they stood tall and strong from day one like christmas trees from B&Q. Single benches that prevent sleepover, toliets for underground activities and a fountain that sprays water in your face from four feet away in the morning. When the embedded on the ground fountain is off, there's the tension of it suddenly turned on if you walk over it and some kids would come out from nowhere saying 'You've been punked.' Sometimes people would chirp to greet you, sometimes nice, sometimes not, sometimes meaningless. Here you can meet some of the most enthusiastic street preachers, one stood in the middle of the road announcing that he has been shot before but thank god was saved, seemingly challenging God for another round. Before you realise, spirituality will enter your mind threading through the smell of incense, until you woke from your trance by someone walking into you like Richard Ashcroft's special move.

Scottish beef

Sorry to the vegetarians or vegans. Today we'll talk about beef, or may I say good quality scottish beef. I hope that you have seen this billboard in the underground, otherwise let me illustrate: On your left hand side is a rather handsome (or supposed to be) man in his mid 30s, with the highland as backdrop. Forgot whether he's wearing a kilt. Underneath it said 'Good quality of life' (so may be it's so good quality that he's actually in his mid 40s or even 50s but still appears youthful after drinking bottles of highland spring everyday. Not really. Next to him, taken the other half of the billboard space was slices of medium-rare beef. Hum...beef.

Put the two together, for some reason seems like the meat comes from him. You know, like selling free range eggs, you wouldn't put an elegant lady next to it and says 'Good quality of life'.