to she who inspires. =)

“yes, mam’selle – to you it may seem strange that a man can stare into the pit of hell without blinking an eye, yet will quiver like the last leaf in an autumn wind when it comes to affairs of the heart.”

“it is strange, monsieur. it perplexes me so.”

“but you must never blame him, mam’selle, if he stammers in your presence, nor if he blushes like a ripe provençal strawberry, nor even if he says naught at all. in truth he has a million words he wishes he could say to you; yet those words somehow only rest shy upon his lips.

“it is not because you vex or dicomfit him. rather it is because he is overwhelmed by your magic. it is a magic whose power far surpasses any force he shall ever encounter in his odyssey through life.”

- jérôme d’artois, afternoons with adrienne

been a while, eh?

hey people.

first up, let me apologize for not being more diligent in updating this blog. (i just started work, you see, and have been busy. you’ll read about it in the next post.)

actually, i did sketch out a draft post commenting on the recent comedy in perak, but i later abandoned it when things got too ridiculous.

in passing though, i think the sultan (or whoever was in charge) should have called for fresh state elections rather than allowing barisan nasional to seize power through underhanded – and downright sleazy – methods. if bn is as strong as they say they are, then why are they so afraid to take it to the polls? mps and aduns are public servants; let the people decide for real who they want for their reps. governments are not formed through defections. (by the way, the same goes to you, anwar ibrahim.)

so that’s that for current politics.

next entry.

when all else fails, you cook. =)

hello, dear reader.

this post came about due to a combination of several factors:

1. i found the camera back, after a year-and-a-half! yay!

2. i had too much time on my hands.

3. my brother zul/baby and i were hungry, and he’d been begging me for some time to cook him his favourite dish.

4. i’d been so dry out of ideas to post in this blog, that in the end i just said to baby, “ah, what the heck. let’s do a mini-cooking show while we’re at it.”

so yeah, today i’m going to be your virtual chef and show you how to prepare:

lamb shoulders with orange-and-mint sauce

stuff you’ll need:

 

 

4 prime-cut lamb chops (shoulders, in our case)

 

3 oranges

 

mint leaves, chopped to make 1/4 cup (these are freshly picked from the garden)

 

1/4 cup vinegar

 

2 tbsp of plain ol' sugar

 

3 tbsp butter/margarine/veggie spread (here i use canola)

 

1 tsp cornstarch

 

mr. salt and miss pepper

 

modus operandi:

1. grate the rind from one orange…

and squeeze the oranges to get 3/4 cup juice.

2. melt the butter in a griddle, then toss in the lamb chops and cook over a medium flame till they’re brown. season liberally with salt and pepper.

3. meantime, combine the 1/4 cup vinegar, 3/4 cup orange juice, sugar, and orange rind in a saucepan and heat over a low flame for about 5 minutes.

stir constantly, but don’t let it boil or else the orange juice will taste a little ‘off’. mix cornstarch with 2 tbsps water, then pour into the sauce to thicken it. turn off the heat, then stir in the mint leaves.

here’s a closer view of the orange-mint sauce. pretty, innit?

4. drizzle the sauce over your lamb chops and serve with butter-boiled broccoli and baby carrots.

bon appetit, dear reader!

all pictures are credited to baby. =)

got anything bloggable out there?

hmm.

i’m feeling uncomfortably bloated right now, on account of a frustrating inability to churn out anything worthwhile on this page.

it’s been a week.

going on two.

what is there to blog about?

the palestinian-israeli conflict, you suggest.

well, dear reader, to come out clean, i don’t think the struggle is something worth writing about. at least not at this point anymore.

here is a dark confession: this writer fears he has become nihilistic over the palestine issue. the whole thing has replayed itself so often in the last 60 years that it has literally become meaningless. a macabre joke. a bad dream you can’t shake off.

don’t get me wrong. i do sympathise with the palestinians. my heart goes out to them.

but at the same time, you can’t expect me to brood forever over a senseless, overwhelmingly one-sided conflict involving a faraway region which is only slightly larger than the state of perak. it’s ridiculous.

all we do is stage protests, burn u.s. and israeli flags, boycott their products, shout “jahanam israel bla bla bla” and whatever else we usually do at rallies of that sort.

and it doesn’t help much either that the u.n. lacks testicles.

how many friday-prayer qunut nazilahs will it take before anyone does anything? how many solat hajats do we have to perform before God lifts a finger?

it all seems so futile.

as far as i can tell, we’ve been doing all this for 60 years. and it hasn’t stopped the missiles from falling, has it?

so i say, enough.

whenever anyone seeks my views on this whole palestine-israel thing, i just shrug, “yeah it stinks, doesn’t it?” and move on with my life.

(that said, i’m doing my small part – i haven’t drunk coke in a while now. though i doubt very much if my quitting coke and mickey d will stop an idf soldier from shooting a palestinian kid in the head later this evening.)

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so yeah…the palestinian-israeli conflict?

pass.

what else is there to blog about?

hmm.

cheers!

-zuhairy-

ps. here’s to world peace. whenever it may come. *snort*

the rules of the game.

before i begin writing in earnest, i think it would be a prudent measure to lay down some ground rules for myself and for others in order to keep things civil in here.

sort of like a mini-charter, or a constitution for zuhairy’s space, if you will.

THE TEN NEW COMMANDMENTS!

1. this blog will broach any topic which the writer deems worthy of his attention, subject to rules 2, 3 and 4.

2. any discussions related to petty partisan politics will be restricted, but not completely avoided.

this restriction is not due to any so-called sensitivity of the subject matter; rather, the simple reason for it is that i regard (malaysian) politicians as the scum of humanity.

in fact, as far as i am concerned, on the social ladder, politicians are on a lower rung than prostitutes.

(and in turn, i have several more very good reasons for that last statement, but i’m going to save them for another entry.)

this rule does not extend to any political issues which i deem important and worthy of debate, and which cannot possibly escape the eye of the average joe, unless he were living under the proverbial coconut shell. =)

3. this blog will not necessarily avoid any discussions related to religion, be that of the writer’s own or of others, but will keep them at a minimum.

given that i am not an especially religious person to begin with, it is only fair that i should leave the theological polemicking to those who get a kick out of it.

(it gets really boring after a few minutes anyways.)

however, just because i’m non-religious* does not mean i won’t ask questions.

i will touch on spiritual matters from time to time, but as with any delicate subject (what with malaysians being an irrationally sensitive lot and all), i’ll keep it light and reasonable – lest some nut puts a fatwa on my head.

*which does not translate to non-belief.

4. this blog is colour-blind and will not touch on race relations EXCEPT in a jocular, non-malicious context.

c’mon, you know a joke when you see it. we need to laugh at ourselves once in a while. =)

that said, i do not consider racial slurs to be acceptable (at least not publicly, more so the case when we live in a prudish, stuffy, rigid, bigoted, narrow-minded, humourless society like malaysia), so there will be no name-calling even where it is intended to be a joke.

5. this blog pledges to maintain an open-door policy, so comments from everyone are most welcome, subject to rules 6, 7, 8 and 9. please do not take advantage of my generosity.

6. heated responses to posts are acceptable (even encouraged in some situations), but if i feel you are being abusive for the sake of being abusive, i will mark you as a flamer…and nobody wants flamers.

7. no spammers. this goes without saying.

9. no trolls. if you crave attention so much, take up flashing as a pastime.

10. this writer swears not to swear too much, but if he really can’t help it, the offending words will be typo-censored.

THE WRITER RESERVES THE RIGHT TO AMEND OR REVISE THE RULES AS HE THINKS FIT.

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now that i’ve made that clear, there’s still a lot of work to do on this blog.

for starters, i haven’t the first clue about wordpress’s html system. in fact i don’t even know how to change font colours or sizes, what more how to post videos or upload piccies.

and what is this quick draft/quick edit function supposed to do? and how do you allow comments without having to vet through them first?

go ahead, laugh. =D

yes, much remains to be done here, my friend.

so until the next entry, when hopefully i will have learned a few tricks of the wordpress trade…

cheers!

-zuhairy-

and so it begins.

hello, dear reader, and welcome to my new blog.

hmm…how shall i start, then?

maybe i’ll begin by filling you in on the back story of how this blog came about.

my first foray into the blogging world was with blogger.com, early in 2005 (i think). like most first encounters, it was more of a flirtation. just dabbling in the weird practice of recording a diary that the whole world could read and laugh at.

or more like, didn’t read.

again, like most first encounters, my love affair with blogger.com couldn’t last, and at the end of three months (possibly even less) i kissed my blogspot account goodbye.

and then along came friendster.

i maintained a blog at friendster (don’t ask!) and was quite active there for well nigh a year – until certain turmoils in late 2006 threw me into the worst depression since wall street ‘29, and consequently, for the next couple of years i lost all interest in writing.

until today.

now that i’ve weathered that particularly rough storm, and (what’s better) i’m through with my college education, i’m now able to pick up where i left off, and resume all the great things i’ve missed out on.

blogging included.

so here i am, on the first day of the new year.

yes, that i created this blog on the 1st of january 2009 is no accident.

a new year, a new beginning, a new blog.

=)

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first up, maybe i should warn you that if you’re expecting any pomp and pageantry to go with this first entry, you will be sorely disappointed.

yup…as first entries go, this one is a huge letdown.

no cool graphics, over-the-top pictures, no awesome vids – none of the fancy stuff.

but i can promise you one thing – from now on, it will be an – uh – interesting ride.

welcome aboard, dear reader.

a smashing new year to you and many great days ahead.

cheers!

-zuhairy-