Alex Fong

I've just started listening to this new guy on the Hong Kong music scene Alex Fong. Now, the word new is very relative. His first album was released in mid 2003.

The short version of the story is that he's an ex-Olympic swimmer for Hong Kong, and something of a hearththrob for the girlies out there. He's cut a couple of albums, among which are "Never Walk Alone" and "True".

Both albums contain a few good songs. I like Ho Ho Luen Ngoi (cantonese, literally translated as Love Properly or maybe Nicely Love) from the Never Walk Alone album and Ho Sum Ho Bo (cantonese, translated as Good Heart Good Reward) from the True album.

As a side note, there are two versions of both Ho Sum Ho Bo and Ho Ho Luen Ngoi - one where he sings solo, and the other is a duet with Stephy Tang. Pretty interesting huh?

Raining cats and dogs

When we say that is raining cats and dogs, we mean that it is raining very heavily. Mother of all rains, kinda thing. But where did this saying come from? The jury is still out on this one, but here are a couple of my favorite theories:

In Norse religion, the cat symbolized rain, and the dog wind.

On the other hand, another theory puts forth that when it rains, it makes pet lovers feel sad, so if it must rain, let it rain cats and dogs, as a benediction from the heavens.

I want to beat someone up

I'm in a weird violent mood today. I woke up this morning feeling a need, a deep-seated primal urge, to beat something up. I just want to tear into something wild and crazy, rip it apart with my hands, and feast in the gore. Well, not really. I just want to HIT something HARD many many times.

So I did just that. Before I left for work, I pounded the crap out of my punching bag for a few minutes before getting dressed for work. That's the good thing about punching bags - they don't hit back and they don't complain when you hit them.

Now, I'm at work, and I'm still feeling edgy. Punching bag, I'm coming home for ya!

Spiceychild, where are ya?

I'm looking for you! Hit me up. Your hotmail address is dead. Wassup with that? If anyone knows her (Carolynn Y) please let her know I'm looking for her.

Club One, on the other hand...

... had very professional membership sales people. The guy I talked to patiently explained to me their membership rates, told me about possible discounts and what services my money gets for me. Sure, it's probably more pricey than 24 Hour Fitness, but just the thought of better service, not to mention the newer facilities, means that I'm currently leaning towards a Club One membership at the Santana Row branch. Oh, and did I mention that it's only a mile from my place...?