Archive for November, 2008

Pride of the Lion

Friday, November 28th, 2008

Today the pride of the lion has been stripped from his body. Piece by piece the lion’s mane was removed, never to be apart of the once proud lion. Oh, the lion felt weak and cold. Like samson when his lock of hair was cut. Woe is the lion! The symbol of his strength and of his pride has been removed!

p.s. brought a photo of myself to the barber just to show him how I used to look like. I think he looked at the wrong guy in the picture… he cut a center split for me.. plus he for got to cut the front. sigh.. had to trim it myself… Dear Lord, have mercy!!

Applications of Nano-technology

Thursday, November 27th, 2008

This is Fuzzimuzzi.com’s first ever scientific research paper to be published.

Objective : Research the viability and possibilities of Nano-Technology

Area of research : Application of nano-technology for improving quality of human living.

Findings :

It is undeniable that the main advantage of nano-technology is its ability to access places where normal apparatus cannot. Therefore, Fuzzimuzzi.com has identified three promising ways to apply nano-technology.

Chilli Remover
The molecular structures of salt (NaCl) where redesigned via a new technique called Electron Displacement Field which allowed us to create an unstable salt formula. Infusing it with arabia gum, the product is known as Chilli-ri-li? Tests on multiple subjects gave encouraging results. The groups were divided into two, one had curry and the other had maggi chilli sauce. The group that had curry had no chilli residue while the other group had a success rate of 50.5%.

Nose Crap Remover
This idea was thought of due to situations where an individual is very irritated by an object in his nose yet was unable to remove it due to backlashes the action will have on his reputation. The main ingredient is pepper. Research pointed out that nano particles of pepper tended to stick to the nasal crap thus making it heavier and therefore harnessing gravity to remove the object from the nose. The only known side effect is sneezing.

Priority Human Displacement Pheromone
Priority Humans is a term used to describe individuals who are higher in rank socially or in the work place. It was observed that these people tended to continue to remain to nag. One of our chief researches suggested a pheromone. Finding the right mix of amides and amines, we created what we like to call B.O. or Biological Order. Meaning that the pheromone can command another biological being to do somthing. In this case, to move away. Side effects are mainly on priority humans. They will make a “piiiiii youuuuu”. Our researches say this is a non-health-threatening allergic response. Appoval by Malaysian Medical Society still pending.

p.s. Any funding from investors are welcome please contact fuzzimuzzi via the comment module below.

Hey, time to rhyme

Wednesday, November 26th, 2008

Ok… haven’t done a poem for ages… time to polish some syllabic manipulation skills!

Mr. Kaw had a cow
And the cow was named Run
Never once did Mr. Kaw
Knew how cows have fun

“Tell me Run, what is your secret?”
Asked Mr. Kaw
Run gave him the answer he needed
That is, Run told him how

“What makes a good day?
Is it blue skies or quality hay?
Try turning your head to gaze
Try all these grass, have a graze”

Mr. Kaw did as Run said
Surprising things happen immediately
Mr. Kaw was handsomely paid
For imitating a cow, he won a Grammy

I have no idea what just happen…

Introducing…

Wednesday, November 19th, 2008

Told an old friend that I’ll be providing a graphic aid to convey my good news. So here it is:

Here’s the new C.F.Martin & Co. XC1T Ellipse with Fishman’s Ellipse pick up that I got from TONEZONE today… muahahaha!!

I’ve been very much confused and wondering if the music field was really the field that God wanted me to be in. Maybe it’s due to the very technical approach of the music program that has obsecured the link between what I’m learning now and how I can use it to serve God.

This guitar, when you see stands as a testimony of God’s providence and affirmation. Here’s why:

I’ve been plagued by the problem of having to borrow acoustic folk guitars for performances or church service. Usually, I settle for the less natural sound of my Ibanez PGM in clean mode (chuckles… how clean can a guitar built for metal music be?)… So I decided that for next year’s birthday.. I’m getting a acoustic folk guitar with a good pickup.. afterall, it’s an investment… my budget was RM3k… knowing that it’ll get me decent sound… not fantastic.. just decent. Plus I wondered how I was going to make time to go Singapore to get it…

On Saturday morning I received an sms that TONEZONE (which I’ve never heard of) was going to close down and was having a sale… prices were slashed by 25% (some as much as 50%!!)… the shop considered itself to be a guitar boutique… so no cheap-o brands… I didn’t take it seriously as I read the sms in the morning and didn’t know where that place was…

God has a way of grabbing people and shaking them up to see the obvious… the same senior msn me on saturday night and gave me the link…. It was then that I saw that guitar… and its stated original price was RM4398… including hardcase.. I got it for RM3k EXACTLY. Tell me how cool it is that God timed everything so perfectly!

You know what? On Sunday, my dad urge me to book it. So I called them up and reserved it. Today when I collected it, I was told that two other people were on the waiting list just in case I decided against buying it. Is there anymore doubt?

To God my Provider, Jehovah Jireh, Thank You! Glory to God!

Hi… I’m Cheng Yee

Saturday, November 15th, 2008

Logged in to my Facebook account today. Went through the history section to see what I’ve been doing. Apparently, I’ve been just writing profoundly silly status. Seven all together, and here they are from earliest to latest, :

 

Lim is trying to jump in his jump suit.

Lim is delighting his light bulbs.

Lim is pumping the pumpkins.

Lim is pooling the livers in liverpool.

Lim is maybeying the probable.

Lim is preoccupying the porcupine.

Lim is taking taker’s taking.

Can you imagine the havoc that has caused in the minds of young people all over the world who are trying to grasp English? Well, I can’t. Anyway, the description of one of my albums in facebook is: Photos of a person I wish I knew. Haha… maybe one day I will. =D 

I was surprised that I actually came out with that. And it still is true today that I don’t really know who I am. If you’ve been following my blog since it started (which makes you ancient), you’d realise that my writing style has changed vastly. I’m still wondering what sort of writing style I should do. Now that I seem to be more restrained, it’s awkward to return to the over-the-top styles of yester-years.

Well, only time will tell. Stay posted. We at Fuzzimuzzi.com is commited to creating good content (however lame it maybe).

The Adventures of Bob and Pit – ep#10 Monkey Business

Monday, November 10th, 2008

It was a lollipopish day, Bob and Pit were up early in the Looly Ville Park. They were trying to bee-friend the bee.

“Bob, beeing a friend to a bee by bee-friending them is not as simple as it looks,” observed Pit, “You really need to be a sweet talker.”

“Sweet talker?” responded Bob.

Pit leaned towards Bob and said, “Yes, one has to know the buzz.”

“Hey Pit, ever noticed that a lot of lollipops are popping today?” Asked Bob, “Look at the lollipop seller over there!”

Just as Pit was turning around, a furry object appeared screaming, “Have no fur, Sputnik can slur!”

Sputnik then don on some blings and an over-sized sunglasses and started rapping in a muffled manner, slurring his words at every chance he got to.

“Tunic! Tutti! Come on we have tooth decay to fight! Pop those lollis!”

Out of fat air, a cow and a chimp appeared. The cow was eating hay while the chimp held needles and wrecklessly ran towards every lollipop and popped them. Suddenly, the chimp slipped on a slipper and flung the needles into the hay stack.

“No Tutti!” screamed Sputnik and Tunic. But it was too late, Tutti had devoured the hatstack in approximately 26 blinks of an eye.

“Ohh, I feel drowsy,” exclaimed Tutti, “I think my haystack’s been spiked. I don’t remember having any blood circulation problems, but my whole body feels like pins and needles…” With that, Tutti fell flat on the ground, making quite an impression on the town.

“By golly, removing those lollipopping needles will be as hard as finding needles in a haystack in a cow!” Bob remarked.

Sputnik and Tunic screamed at each other in monkey talk and turned towards Bob and Pit. They told Bob and Pit that they’ll have to get help from their space sheep who is in their spaceship – P.L.A.Y. Station. Bob and Pit merely stared back not knowing how to respond.

Unconcerned, Sputnik and Tunic strapped on Coka Cola bottles and dropped in catridges of Mentos and dissappeared into the morning sky.

Bob and Pit were left to keep an eye on the cow.

Did that just happen?

Thursday, November 6th, 2008

I am totally culturally shattered. In one day I’ve done almost everything my convservative stereotypical mind tried to avoid. Here’s a break down of what happened today: I played guitar at a club.

“So what?” you might think, but to me it’s very terrifying. In a room that stinks of tobacco, I was preparing to perform with another senior and two other new friends in front of middle aged, bored to death people who prefered tall chairs and tall tables over the shorter ones.

I was asking, “God, what in the world am I doing here?”

Oh, back-track! I was requested by my senior to be a guitarist for an unplugged band competition. Trusting him to be quite an ok guy, I said yes. Turns out neither of us knew where to competition event was held until TODAY. So it’s my fault for not digging it out.

So many life principle concepts were being question by my being there at the club. “Is this what a Christian is suppose to be doing?” “Is God pleased that you’re here?” “How can you do this to the glory of God?” “What part of playing in a club can be glorifying to God?” “What happened to all your values?” “Who are these people you’re mixing with?”

I am severely confused. Going on stage I was praying, “God, my best for You, help me.” But at the end I felt like rubbish, for two reasons, one of which was whether being where I was sin (I’ll talk about the other reason another time). Taking a rational look, I didn’t do anything wrong, I just didn’t like the smoky and KTV-ish environment. But staying true to my background, I am torned knowing that I once shuned these sort of activities and places, yet I was there.

Is my overly critical/judgemental mindset the problem? How do I know what really happened without looking through the lense of my own prejudices?

I thought it was a one day event, guess what, it’s not. And now I’m into the finals. Should I abandon team-mates just because of my own prejudices? Is it better to dissapoint humans, or is it better to dissapoint your own expectation?

“Lord, what do You think???”

Bored out of my wits.

Sunday, November 2nd, 2008

Which is not true. Just preoccupied by things that I no longer feel is worth my time. But I have to be a man of my words, and be a light and salt and excel where I am placed. Although it may be my fault I’m in this predicument, but I must not shame my Lord.

ANYWAY, here’s a peak at what some of my friends and a certain Pseudo Miss Malaysia were up to: