The Graveyard Shift
It's 3:32 a.m. on a (very) early Saturday morning and I'm here blogging. I should be in bed but I'm here hunched over the computer with eye bags big enough to fit a joey. Just finished typing out my 'Speaking for the Master' assignment which I'm due to speak on this Sunday. I hope I'll get it right this time because last time, I'm always almost never prepared for it and just blab my way through. Blindly shooting arrows hoping to hit a moving target.
Today's, or should I say yesterday's mamak session was at a fancy joint called Kayu Nasi Kandar which is located at Bukit Tinggi. Never in my life have I seen such a perfect example of the evolution of mamak eateries. From the small humble stalls to big chain outlets like Kayu. The place was bigger than your normal average looking Moden. They had solid wood tables and chairs, a far cry from the plastic ones at any other average mamaks. AND. And, they also have *draws deep breath* PLASMA TV! Four++ plasma TVs all over the place! I don't even have one and here is a mamak shop that has 4++! They also had some landscaping done at the alfresco area. Landscaping!
Mamak shops are getting more and more advanced. They are now able to compete with fancy dining restaurants where before there was no competition. Everybody wants to open a mamak shop now. It's good business especially in Malaysia where we need mamak sessions to survive or else we would all just wilt and die. Mamak is Malaysian culture. Mamak is Malaysia. No mamak, no Malaysia. Take away Teh Tarik etc. and Roti etc. and you take away the essence of being a true blue Malaysian. It's like taking Catholicism away from the Pope.
But with all these fancy stuff, the price tags along. We paid a total of RM49 for some simple, normal stuff like Maggi Goreng and Teh Ais. Ridiculous prices if you ask me. I hope mamak stalls don't transform so much until they lose their core identity and become something like Starbucks where you pay a king's ransom to sip dishwasher sediments. People flock mamak stalls for one simple reason: They're the cheapest place to hang out at and have a drink with friends. God forbid should they one day become so commercialised that we are stuck eating RM 15 Bread Canai and drinking RM10 Teh Pull.
After mamak, Edgar, Hao Shen, Beef and I headed over to Jaya Jusco to catch a late movie, Fantastic Four (Rating: 6/10). There was nothing particularly fantastic about the movie, just your normal comic adaptation fare. There were plenty of funny parts and witty one-liners accompanied with plenty of parts that don't make any sense. But who cares? This is a movie about a family of four who have the ability to stretch, turn invisible, burn up and clobber things. Logic has no place in this movie.
Oh yeah, btw, Jessica Alba is now officially smokin'. At first I didn't see her as a hottie but boy, after watching her on screen, one cannot help but be captivated by her. She slowly grew on me. Seeing her in those thick nerdy specs: Wow. Nerdy look is definitely in. I've never seen a hotter bookworm. haha!~ Must catch her in Sin City.
Also, watch out for these parts that don't add up (Spoilers ahead!):
1) Reed Richards aka. Mr. Fantastic cannot pay his monthly bills but he has the finances to build a machine that can change their DNA.
2) Supernova heat created by Johnny Storm aka. The Human Torch can't even burn through a tar road.
3) With Supernova heat which is "hotter than the sun", everybody can still stand around without getting burnt even a wee bit. All it takes is a invisible shield. The shield can prevent the fire from spreading but can it stop heat too?
4) A machine that takes months to build and huge loads of calculations can be easily operated like a vending machine by a monster who can't even pick up a fork and whose dialogue includes gems like, "It's clobberin' time!".
5) Despite having been transformed back into his normal human self for a short time, Ben Grimm aka. The Thing could still fit into his pants which was specially bought to fit The Thing.
Oh well, it is after all still a movie. Would I recommend it to you? Sure, but don't go pissing yourself just to watch it. Alrighty then, my eyes are now weighing something like close to a ton and the effects of Nescafe Ais is wearing out.
Got to...get...to...bed-zzz~
Today's, or should I say yesterday's mamak session was at a fancy joint called Kayu Nasi Kandar which is located at Bukit Tinggi. Never in my life have I seen such a perfect example of the evolution of mamak eateries. From the small humble stalls to big chain outlets like Kayu. The place was bigger than your normal average looking Moden. They had solid wood tables and chairs, a far cry from the plastic ones at any other average mamaks. AND. And, they also have *draws deep breath* PLASMA TV! Four++ plasma TVs all over the place! I don't even have one and here is a mamak shop that has 4++! They also had some landscaping done at the alfresco area. Landscaping!
Mamak shops are getting more and more advanced. They are now able to compete with fancy dining restaurants where before there was no competition. Everybody wants to open a mamak shop now. It's good business especially in Malaysia where we need mamak sessions to survive or else we would all just wilt and die. Mamak is Malaysian culture. Mamak is Malaysia. No mamak, no Malaysia. Take away Teh Tarik etc. and Roti etc. and you take away the essence of being a true blue Malaysian. It's like taking Catholicism away from the Pope.
But with all these fancy stuff, the price tags along. We paid a total of RM49 for some simple, normal stuff like Maggi Goreng and Teh Ais. Ridiculous prices if you ask me. I hope mamak stalls don't transform so much until they lose their core identity and become something like Starbucks where you pay a king's ransom to sip dishwasher sediments. People flock mamak stalls for one simple reason: They're the cheapest place to hang out at and have a drink with friends. God forbid should they one day become so commercialised that we are stuck eating RM 15 Bread Canai and drinking RM10 Teh Pull.
After mamak, Edgar, Hao Shen, Beef and I headed over to Jaya Jusco to catch a late movie, Fantastic Four (Rating: 6/10). There was nothing particularly fantastic about the movie, just your normal comic adaptation fare. There were plenty of funny parts and witty one-liners accompanied with plenty of parts that don't make any sense. But who cares? This is a movie about a family of four who have the ability to stretch, turn invisible, burn up and clobber things. Logic has no place in this movie.
Oh yeah, btw, Jessica Alba is now officially smokin'. At first I didn't see her as a hottie but boy, after watching her on screen, one cannot help but be captivated by her. She slowly grew on me. Seeing her in those thick nerdy specs: Wow. Nerdy look is definitely in. I've never seen a hotter bookworm. haha!~ Must catch her in Sin City.
Also, watch out for these parts that don't add up (Spoilers ahead!):
1) Reed Richards aka. Mr. Fantastic cannot pay his monthly bills but he has the finances to build a machine that can change their DNA.
2) Supernova heat created by Johnny Storm aka. The Human Torch can't even burn through a tar road.
3) With Supernova heat which is "hotter than the sun", everybody can still stand around without getting burnt even a wee bit. All it takes is a invisible shield. The shield can prevent the fire from spreading but can it stop heat too?
4) A machine that takes months to build and huge loads of calculations can be easily operated like a vending machine by a monster who can't even pick up a fork and whose dialogue includes gems like, "It's clobberin' time!".
5) Despite having been transformed back into his normal human self for a short time, Ben Grimm aka. The Thing could still fit into his pants which was specially bought to fit The Thing.
Oh well, it is after all still a movie. Would I recommend it to you? Sure, but don't go pissing yourself just to watch it. Alrighty then, my eyes are now weighing something like close to a ton and the effects of Nescafe Ais is wearing out.
Got to...get...to...bed-zzz~


0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home