edit skillz!

wow alvin just did an absolutely amazing job editing Usher's Dj Got Us Fallin' In Love so that it sounds just like DC2's version.

*applause*

My favorite color? Pink... No, wait! Blu-arghhhhhhh!!

i need to share this real life Monty Python sketch.

a few days ago, at alvin's new workplace, he was having a casual conversation with an editor who's a HUGE cat person. apparently she has quite a number of cats and she's part of a team called the Save the Caldecatts... check them out on FB!

wait... how did he find out about all that?

alvin: oh, coz she asked me if i was a cat or dog person. so i said cat.
me: orh.
alvin: and immediately i was like, WAIT! NO! I'M A DOG PERSON! ARGH!!!
me: HAHAHAHAHA oh yar! you ARE! i totally forgot that... and so did u! this is very lol.
alvin: *sad face*

nah, pretty sure he's a cat person now. hehe.

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actually, the scene from Monty Python & The Holy Grail is different. i believe alvin remembered it wrongly... and has just been etched in his memory as true. the knight actually says blue. *smug*

...wait no, YELLOWWWWWW!!!

oh well! in case you're interested.

husband random

direcow says
ha idear
haI DEAR
hai dear

Vivien L says
HAI
hahahahaha
wassup with your typing

direcow says
what is the song greased lightning about?

Vivien L says
wth?!
it's a car.

direcow says
that's all?
hmz

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how bizarre.

Jay the unknown mixed breed

Jay is huge. looks like an old man here, thanks to his super long whiskers. and i say that because he's twice the size of Joey now (but what Jay has in size, Joey makes up for it in nippy-ness and claws).

so i was watching him a few weeks ago and looking at his shape. ever since we came back from NZ his ass is like, WOAH. but... i like big butts and i cannot lie! it's super cute! whenever he sits on the floor i laugh and grab his butt (needs 2 hands!). we've taken to calling him 'ah pui' and 'ah fat'... and it seems like he doesn't wanna be friendly with us anymore. heehee.

























one day while watching him, i had a revelation which i told alvin once he got home from work.

'babe! Jay's a ragdoll mix! i'm certain he's not a persian mix... look at his shape! he's got the muscular body type, large cat with medium-long hair and extra ruff. plus extra long neck (we constantly tease Jay about his long neck, especially when he stretches it out of curiosity) and masked eyes. i really think so, you know? i think he's from a family of breeders but the ragdoll probably got jiggy with a regular tomcat so they threw Jay out. SO SAD! ALVIN!!!'

with a sad face i grabbed jay and held him close...

but he struggled and used his paws to push me away.

*REJECTED* that's like, the least ragdoll-y characteristic ever. -_-

so last weekend, someone posted on twitter to @luvkuching a picture of his ragdolls - a white one and a bicolour. THE BICOLOUR LOOKED JUST LIKE JAY! excitedly i showed alvin while he was trying to edit his photos and he was all, 'yes, excitable wife, good for you. *pats head* now, run along now...'

:(

it's ok, i will show u guys. :D it's the one on the right.
























from wiki & cfa:

'it is best known for its docile and placid temperament and affectionate nature.'
Jay meows incessantly in the mornings when he's not been human-ly rubbed in more than 8 hours. also, he's not claw-y at all unless if you're a piece of furniture or if he's in pain. Joey on the other hand is a claw-y bite-y machine. sometimes i'm afraid to play with her. this is also why i'd offer him for Jojo to pet instead of joey.


















'The name "Ragdoll" is derived from the tendency of individuals from the original breeding stock to go limp and relaxed when picked up.'
er... not Jay. he'll meow in protest and then wriggle away while constantly protesting. neh neh. if you don't wanna be huggled then why u grow so fat and furry and look like a cute cushion?

























'Ragdolls are slow-maturing, reaching full coat color at two years, and full size and weight at four.'
his coat colour's still changing, but man - at 8 months he's already 3kg. ragdoll males can go up to 5.4kg. i will really dread bathing him at 4 years old then.

'The Ragdoll is a pointed breed, which means that the body is lighter in color than the points (the face, legs, tail and ears).' 'A bi-color Ragdoll has a white inverted 'V' on the face, with a white abdomen and sometimes white patches on the back.'
his coat's pointed except for his legs which are white, although he has the inverted 'v' giving him a bandit-like appearance, and a white abdomen.

'Ragdoll cats tend to be more interested in humans than some breeds of cats. They are known to run to greet you at the door, follow you from room to room, flop on you, sleep with you, and generally choose to be where you are. Many Ragdolls have been taught to come when called and play fetch. They are gentle cats, and usually play without extending their claws.'
all true! except sleeping with us... he prefers alvin's computer chair. alvin can get up for one minute and see his chair being taken up by a pile of fur the next. but if he feels cold, he will occasionally pounce onto the bed and stuff his head into the blanket.

HE'S SUCH A CUTIE. sometimes noisy, but mostly cute. pretty sure he's mixed ragdoll now!

what happens to the cats when we have children?

NOTHING. NOTHING WILL HAPPEN TO THE CATS.

i appreciate the concern but i didn't get my degree for nothing. only 10% of an entire population of PEOPLE are allergic to pets, cats in this instance. and of that 10%, an even smaller proportion are babies.

please stop asking us. everytime someone asks us this question and we say 'we're keeping the cats la of course', they get all gaspy and shocked and say, 'then your baby how?!'

WHY?? WHAT HAS THE CAT GOT TO DO WITH THE BABY? mind you, our cats are freaking clean and i know as i personally clean them, and when i don't, they SMELL thanks to saliva because they groom themselves the whole day. also, they're amazing creatures who KNOW to go to the litter box for all their crappy business, just like how we KNOW to go to a bathroom. these are cats, not dogs.

and we have housecats that aren't allowed to roam out of the house so they don't bring back fleas and soil etc. i cannot stress how clean they are compared to most cats, plus the general population of cats are very much cleaner than almost all dogs.

an early exposure to allergens creates early resistance. i really suspect kids are so weak nowadays because they've been sheltered for too long.

if our cats really cause our child to break out in hives or have breathing problems (which i SERIOUSLY doubt) then something needs to be done, for sure. but even if that day comes, i'll never just abandon the cats.

i just get annoyed when people assume that having pets at home means your baby will surely suffer. what on earth, man?

that being said... i'm not even pregnant guys!

whale, whale, whale...

the hyperactive tubby cats

(this post is really late, by about 2 months - not sure why i didn't post this earlier. oh well.)

it's been slightly more than a month since we've adopted Jay and Joey!! (this post was supposed to come out on the 28th of June, exactly one month in but blogger was having issues... and i was waiting for the cat supplies to take a proper picture.)

while all the couples around us are giving birth, there we are also learning how to care for lives who are pretty much also ours to look after. and all i can say is - i never want to have twins.

getting 2 cats at once has rendered me unable to work on my business plan for a month but oh, THE JOY OF HAVING THE KITTIES. we're still learning more about them and here're the kitty chronicles so far.

jay is growing like a monster. we believe he's actually much older than joey and a trip to the vet confirmed our suspicions. he's 1.75kg (and still growing) while joey's only 1kg. but joey has grown under our care, i'm proud to say. her rump is rounding really nicely and her big beautiful eyes are still sparkling. she's a clear favorite among our friends because she's got such a sweet personality. she will play with ANYONE, lie on ANYONE (even on the skinniest thighs - as long as it's thigh she will nap on it), and rub herself all over ANYONE'S legs.

also, she is smaller so she doesn't look as terrifying as jay. but try giving her some ear drops... i've stopped holding her because i wear shorts at home and my thighs are HORRIBLY exposed. i let alvin do it after he comes home from work since he's still got his 3/4s on. she's got an yeast infection in her ear, the poor baby.

jay is much larger - carrying him is an exertion now. i can actually feel my arm muscles do some work. but man, i love this boy so much. contrary to what our friends think, jay extends his claws very rarely while joey will swipe you if she gets the chance. he's got a mask over his eyes, and alvin's aunty calls him 'bandit' (i totally agree) and he's got a squirrelly tail. big cats also mean larger paws and JAY'S PAWS ARE SO FLUFFY AND SOFT; he's incredibly manja and meows A LOT (joey doesn't meow - she squeaks and only when in pain)... and clumsy. he keeps falling over his feet, leaping and not making it, or running so fast across the marble floor that he skids and crashes against various furniture.

they're both fascinated by fluffy cat toys, sparkly things, and... housework. it's a pain trying to sweep up their mess in the kitchen because they will BOTH attack the broom, or when i try to hang out the clothes to dry and they're forever in my path so i always scream and fall over trying not to step on joey, or get freaked out by jay's crazy I-WANT-TO-PLAY eyes when he's on the top of his scratching post and aiming for that sock just hanging out of his reach.

but good grief they HATE the vacuum cleaner. we don't have one yet (the electrolux is on its way) so i've been sweeping and mopping the floor until last week when we did some serious spring cleaning, so we decided to bring the Chong family's Rainbow Cleaner over.

the moment we turned it on both cats darted out of sight. joey ran into the back of our washing machine which was fine, as compared to jay who completely flipped out and kept trying to escape the sound by climbing to the highest spot he could find. his fright gave US a fright when the top of the scratching post was not enough and he leapt unto his litter box, to the window ledge (i tried to stop him by grabbing him and cuddling him - the stripes i have from that terrible day are still healing as i type, my wrists, my chest, my arm)... and started climbing the mesh that was placed over the window grill. and that mesh did not go all the way up the grill. and SHIT jay is still clawing his way to the top with no signs of stopping.

he reached the top and stuck half his body out into the open night air, then looked back to see where the vacuum cleaner was, and if he needed to escape even further. that was also when i started screaming because i was so scared... then the screaming drowned out and i just walked over to the vacuum cleaner, turned it off and asked alvin to bring the ladder in.

then i took the treat that jay loved so much and dangled it out to him. but he was so damn high up he couldn't come down again and he just gripped the mesh looking scared and meowed. omg i was going to cry until alvin brought out the ladder and climbed up to disengage jay from the mesh.

only after that i realized my emergency response had kicked in like a MOTHER. exact same kind of robotic calmness i had when i created a fireball of gas in the chem lab. THAT IS VERY COOL.

but the rest of the night we placed them in the bathroom so they couldn't go berserk and the vacuum noise was muted. and for the rest of the night i kept seeing jay's terrified face in my mind. which is probably why i didn't punish him too badly after he scratched and bit the curtains... then cowered in alvin's shirt on the sofa and gave me his puss-in-boots eyes coz he knew i was upset.

i am putty in their hands. DIE LA.