Nathan Gunn 1 
Woo hoo!
Opera truly gets fit with this man!
First Il Divo then Nathan Gunn. Check him out! There are even sound samples of his singing on that website.
What with people like Nathan Gunn, Juan Diego Florez, Opera is getting a bunch of hunks AND singers!
Nathan Gunn 2
YKH
On rereading the post about the Vatican Pinups I realised that we had a bona fide pinup who I never wrote about.
Our gorgeous friend YKH was entered into the Cleo Bachelors of the Year 2005 and he actually agreed to go through with it; something that we're proud of him for doing. YKH is the sort of guy any right minded girl would be happy to take home to Mum and Dad. Kind, generous, sincere, big-hearted, AND good looking, you couldn't ask for a better friend.
Sometimes I just don't understand women. A real gem like this on the market and then you get all sorts of girls going "aiyo, no guys in KL lah. All so Ah beng/ah kow/mat rock/kutu/you name it." Then there are those who date men who are...you know...of the questionable sort. The ones who think "cool" is leering at every set of boobs like they have a separate zip code.
It just seems to me that the men some of you girls fall for are such sleaze bags that it just begs the question, are you a glutton for punishment?
The million dollar question becomes, "who is going to be the luckiest girl in the world to find our KH?"
So girls (the REAL ones) what are you waiting for?
Our July Poster Boy
What won't they think of next?
Seminarians and altar boys as calendar pinups?
http://www.calendarioromano.co.uk/
A photographer by the name of Pierro Pazzi came up with the idea and is marketing it at http://www.calendarioromano.org/.
A calendar and yahoogroup dedicated to these men in robes, these boys in black, and rumours of women AND men falling for priests. On top of that, they're casting for 2007. I hesitate to call them competition for the Dieux Du Stade...but hey, each to their own!
Dieux du Stade
Do you consider these Vatican cuties to be material for your fantasies?
King Crab - 5kg
Went to Unique Seafood with some family members last night.
We pigged!
And pigged and pigged and pigged!
King Crab, Bamboo Clams, Spotted Garoupa, Lobster Sashimi, King Crab Roe, Lobster soup, Fried Rice and Some vegetables to balance out the dinner.
As Maria says "Let's start from the very beginning."
Lobster sashimi - It was so fresh it practically walked off the plate, slapped you on the arse and winked at you! The feelers and tails were still twitching as the meat was served up in a bowl in front of you. And boy was it sweet! There were a few squirms of discomfort thinking about it at first but after that first mouthful it was like, gimme more! The head, legs, and tail were then chopped into large pieces and made into a soup. Delicioso!
Bamboo Clams - About 7 inches long and steamed with garlic, spring onions, and a little garlic oil. Say no more!
Spotted Garoupa - Think "Soon Hock" with firm flaky white flesh but the sweetness of a flat fish, steamed with spring onions, ginger, garlic, and some garlic oil.
And the piece de resistance, King Crab - This was a phenomenal preparation. The Crab was cracked open and fried with salted eggs, garlic, and ginger. The crab itself was insane! Pieces of meat the size of Chicken thighs. Even the thinnest legs had meat the size of my thumbs. Sweet, flavourful explosions of chunky crab meat you couldn't get enough of. The roe was served separately with steamed egg white in the shell as a broth. *swoon*
We practically rolled out of there. Allan had to have some antacid equivalent but it was all worth it. The company, the giggles, and the FOOD!
Attended the funeral of a family friend yesterday. People seem to be dropping like flies. What is this?
But then again, got news from a friend yesterday that his baby was born? A bouncing baby boy.
It was amazing what that news did to me. It revitalised, reenergised and basically made me happy out of all proportion.
I'm wondering if my biological clock is ticking...
The cycle of life moves on...
When you attend a funeral, especially of someone you don't expect to die, you realise how ephemeral life can be.
Ron was as close to an elder brother I'd ever have. In many ways he was what you might call the perfect elder sibling. He was never there to spoil the fun like many elder siblings I know, he was quiet, kind, never judgemental, but caring, generous of spirit and loving, in his own way.
His way of loving someone wasn't my overt demonstrative hugging/backslapping/telling style but it was him. And I didn't realise that I'd miss him this much.
I was very close to him but yet there was a wall that was difficult to breach. I always felt that time will allow us to get closer but that assumption is always a dangerous one as demonstrated by events.
During the whole of last week, I basically had something to do to take my mind off him. I kept an eye on Carol CC and the girls. I knew they'd need my support as his Mum had Y and Mum had Dad.
But now that we're back home and back to "real life" again, it's just weird how at the oddest moments I'm drawn back to memories of him and how it'll be impossible to create more new ones. And that saddens me. He had become such a fixture in such an unobtrusive way that it's hard to imagine odd weekends without him showing up at the house.
Ron had a tremendous instinctiveness to how he lived his life. He knew in his own quiet way the choices to make in treating people, in being his own person, and how to be a friend to others. Most of us rely on self help books but he was the living epitome of one.
I'll miss him.
See you Kor Kor.
