Do you have a mobile phone?

I’m sure most of you out there do. Technology has really made communications much easier especially with the use of mobile phones.

Now let me ask you, have you heard of “Mobile Marketing”?

Mobile Marketing can refer to one of two categories of marketing.

First, and relatively new, is meant to describe marketing on or with a mobile device, such as a mobile phone (this is an example of horizontal telecommunication convergence).

Second, and a more traditional definition, is meant to describe marketing in a moving fashion - for example - technology road shows or moving billboards. Continue Reading…

Golf is a sport in which a player, using several types of clubs, hits a ball into each hole on a golf course in the lowest possible number of strokes. It is one of the few ball games that does not use a standardised playing area; rather, the game is played on golf “courses”, each one of which has a unique design and typically consists of either 9 or 18 separate holes.

Golf is defined in the Rules of Golf as “playing a ball with a club from the teeing ground into the hole by a stroke or successive strokes in accordance with the Rules.”

The first game of golf for which records survive was played at Bruntsfield Links, in Edinburgh, Scotland, in A.D. 1456, recorded in the archives of the Edinburgh Burgess Golfing Society, now The Royal Burgess Golfing Society. It has become a worldwide sport, with golf courses in the majority of countries. Continue Reading…

I was just talking to Sab about Nirvana the other day and how the band has been the inspiration of much of the junk that is passed off as rock today. Back when I was little, I used to have a walkman and used to buy casette tapes to play with my Aiwa walkman. I remember, the first casette I ever bought was Nirvana’s Nevermind. (I had Weird Al’s spoof too!)

There was an MTV countdown or something on the top songs of the 90s. The top five had Backstreet Boys! Then again, they weren’t that bad. They weren’t that bad at all. Anyway what was the number one song on the chart? You guessed it - Smells Like Teen Spirit. Anybody knows what that song is about? An albino, a mosquito… Yeah, Yeah… Continue Reading…

I wish I was 12 years old again. Back when Blackburn were giants by virtue of Jack Walker’s (RIP) greens and had the most feared strike force in Shearer and Sutton (SAS they called it). I liked them. I think I still can name most of the team. Let’s see… Tim Flowers, (the unpassable) Colin Hendry, Ian Pearce, Jeff Kenna (never rated him), Tim Sherwood (El Capitan!), the wingers Jason Wilcox and Stuart Ripley, and of course Shearer and Sutton.

Liverpool were great too. By great I mean stylishly dressed on cup final day. On the field, they were unpredictable. I remember sitting through some games where Liverpool would have all the possession and yet not get anywhere near the goal. Their defence was also suspect to say the least with the likes of the Babbie doll and Scales. Jason Mac was usually too busy attacking to bother tracking back. After all, wingback does have ‘wing’ in it. Continue Reading…

Arse: Em-manure Adebayor.

You have been Skrtelled!

YNWA

The sub-prime mortgage fiasco was the main topic of many a business conversion last year as well as this year. Signs are pointing toward the continued downward spiral of the American and worldwide economies and an outright recession is not a distant possibility.

Already, some leading banks are laying off staff and there have also been casualties.

On the individual level, those ‘victims’ of this mortgage mayhem have obtained not only a house that they cannot pay for, but also bad credit. Continue Reading…

Boobs, jugs, headlights, tits, melons, busts, knockers, bosom, they all mean the same thing - breasts. Most commonly found on a woman’s body, breasts are considered a vital part of the female anatomy, especially to the opposite gender.

A study conducted by an online research site found that breasts are the number one female body part that men love. (Followed by the bum and the face.) As a (sometimes) proud member of the male species, although I do not quite agree with the results of the study, I can’t argue against the fact that breasts are crucial to the attractive quotient of a girl.

Now, we all know that guys like to check girls out. And most of us do it openly. It is not because we are rude. Well, maybe we are but it’s not our fault, it’s in our genetic make-up. Continue Reading…

Girls like diamonds. A lot. I first learnt this when my dad got my mom some diamond earrings. She was happy then and also when my dad got her the exact same pair when she proceeded to lose the first one. Lovely.

Of course, I don’t have the spending ability that my dad has. So I’m always looking for a bargain. Zirconia, to me looks exactly like a diamond. Then again, I can in no way be considered an expert in diamonds.

Girls, on the other hand, seem to have this innate ability to tell diamond from zirconia. I don’t know why, maybe their retinas are naturally more receptive to the refraction index of zirconia or they have a zirconia detector wired into their heads. Continue Reading…

Lunch had always been a brief haven from the sombre confines of the office. Not today it wasn’t. I felt like a lost warrior wandering the sparse Sahara and finding an oasis, only to find the water is not cold enough for my liking.

I realised it when I turned back from the stall. A hundred faces confronted me, yet I focused on just the one. The Tyrant. How did he find us? Aware that my motionless state might prove conspicuous, I put my right foot out. Following this, my left.

Lunch was a drab affair, which wasn’t negative considering the circumstances. Mare’s face conveyed her desire to empty her hot bowl of Laksa on the head of her nemesis. Sadly, she didn’t. Then came the time to leave. Continue Reading…

I’ll be travelling to Germany later this month to attend a fair. Normally, it should be spring by the time I arrive in Frankfurt, but the weather this year has been nothing short of freakish.

In Singapore just last week or so, there were hailstones. Small ones they might be but hailstones in a tropical climate is unusual to say the least. In Amsterdam a few weeks ago, it was snowing. In Cologne, also recently, the temperature was recorded was a sub zero one.

I like cold weather but not the kind where there’s a chance of you turning into a popsicle. The last time I encountered this kind of weather, I was stuck in a hotel room with an ancient heater that only had a one metre diameter influence. I was cold and I was sick and even under three layers of clothes and two blankets I was miserable. Continue Reading…