yeeehaaa! it's friday. i'll be totally busy during the day BUT tonight will offer a different landscape of excitement. can't wait can't wait ...

was at the club last night. the band finally played more classic rock. been telling them to do those numbers since they started playing at the place from early january.

hey, this place is up-market. young punks don't come here -- they can't afford it. the crowd is 30+ with ready cash to burn. they're here to get drunk and remember good old times. good old time is when they were growing up with nazareth, deep purple, dire straits, the eagles, ozzy osbourne, pink floyd, whitesnake, scorpions, and all. why play today's r&b?

after telling them that, the band had tried one or two classic rock numbers and the crowd sang along at the top of their lungs and brought the house down. but the band still went back to the newer numbers. sheesh!

sadly, this is the last week the band is performing there. anyway, i made a special request for them to play dire straits. they obliged and dedicated sultan of swings to me.

i'm working on a presentation. the challenge is that the subject is so technical in nature but i've got to keep the audience from being bored.

i'm playing a collection of baroque music on the background to help me think. of all the music, bach's air from suite no.3 is still my all-time fav.

thinking of past composers ... beethoven was deaf. did his deafness contribute to the originality of his music?

sometimes, songs express exactly how we feel. a passage from tony braxton's unbreak my heart rightly hits the note for me ...

undo this hurt you caused
when you walked out the door
and walked out of my life
uncry these tears
i cried so many nights
unbreak my heart

A song apt for a dreamer like me ...

All I Have to do is Dream
~ Roy Orbison / Everly Brothers

When I want you in my arms
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream
Dream, dream, dream
When I feel blue in the night
And I want you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream

I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine
Anytime night or day
Only trouble is, gee whiz
I'm dreamin' my life away

I need you so that I could die
I love you so and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream

Driving back to the office from lunch I heard Andy Williams sing on the radio:
"How long does it last, Can love be measured by the hours in the day ... "
The title of the song is Where Do I Begin. It's one of my favs.

Andy, the answer is Yes. Some people do measure love by how much time you spend with them. And for those who see a half glass of water as half empty (instead of half full), they measure how much time you don't spend with them. Or they'll make use of this measurement as an excuse to discard you when they don't love you anymore.

If love is to be measured at all, it should be measured by simple, sincere deeds of devotion.

A friend once told me that to find a person to love, find someone whom you can love a hundred percent, and who loves you a hundred and ten percent. He's right. It's easier to go through life loving someone whom loves you more.

I have been in the position of giving the hundred and ten percent. You have to give all you can, and then some. Then you hope that the person whom you love appreciates what you do. It would have been a big bonus if the other person loves you a hundred percent.

Well, after what has been said, it's better to have loved a hundred and ten percent and be discarded, rather than not to love at all. At least I've done my part.

I'm having a terrible headache and I can't keep my eyes opened.

What a way to start the week!

Minutes ago a friend called me to tell that an IT company is looking for somebody to fill up a vacancy and my name came up. The job is offering 20k - 30k a month. She'll try to hook up with me within this week. I managed to smile but surprisingly, I'm not excited at all by the offer.

I guess, money is not what I'm looking for at the moment. I want to do what I like and to be able to do it the way I like it. And at this moment, my job fullfils all that ... thank God Almighty.

Now I feel like going out to lunch. Ciao!

This year's Valentine's Day was special! No, I didn't celebrate it, and don't intend to. So what's so special about it? I just found out that Liza's birthday falls on the same day!

Last Saturday night I popped in at the place. Darn ... the place was set up for Val's dinner. It was full with couples having candle-lit dinner. I guess I was the only one to turn up with another man. We did the customary greetings with the manager and the band boys and got ourselves two seats at the row of chairs along the dark wall behind the bar. Hmmm ... two guys sitting at a dark corner on Val's day. People must be thinking we're gay lovers celebrating Val's. Double darn!

Luckily Liza came and joined us for a while. With her presence we wouldn't look like gays, would we? Well, I was hoping so. Had a small chat with her and that's when she told us that it's her birthday. I asked the band to play her a birthday tune but she refused.

So, guys! There you go. It's not too late to wish her a happy birthday.