Sunday, 30th March '08

Michael is a Scientist!

Random youtube watching and surfing last night ultimately lead to this geeky lawyer discovering a certain patent filed with the US Patent and Trademark Office called "Method and Means for Creating Anti-Gravity Illusion".

I attach herewith the full text of US Patent No. 5255452, for your kind perusal.

I know it doesn't sound like very much right now, but you'd be surprised that you might know very well what it does. It explains something I've been wondering about for a few years now. I feel vaguely cheated, having now discovered what should have been a blindingly obvious answer, but I guess I was too eager to believe in His Eternal Dancing Genius, and what would have been impossibly flexible hamstrings.

My newfound respect for his genius, however, is in the ability to take science and make it into an art. I would never have thought to invent a whole new device simply to create a signature dance move, but here it is. As stated in the Description of Prior Art:

"Music entertainers and dancers are constantly searching for new and interesting elements which can be incorporated into their musical and dance performances. Interesting stage design, lighting, fog generators, laser light shows, and large video screens all enhance the appealability of live and recorded performances. Many popular music and dance entertainers expend great efforts in enhancing and choreographing their performances and dancing.

In the past, a professional entertainer, one of the inventors herein, has incorporated dance steps in his recorded video performances, wherein he and other dancers would lean forward beyond their center of gravity, thereby creating an impressive visual effect. This effect was accomplished by the use of cables connecting a harness around the dancer's waist with hooks on a stage, thereby allowing the dancer to lean forward at the required degree. However, since this requires stagehands to connect and then disconnect the cables, it has not been possible to use this system in live performances. Moreover, the cables obviously restricted arm and body movements.

There is disclosed in the prior art footwear which allow the wearer to engage his or her shoes with a stationary object. U.S. Pat. No. 5,042,173 to Blizzard, et al. discloses footwear which can be worn by astronauts and which can be detachably engaged with a rail fixed to a surface to aid astronauts in working in a zero gravity environment. U.S. Pat. No. 1,165,812 to Staubly discloses a rubber overshoe which has a hook on its sole which can be engaged with a plate fixed to a surface to assist in removing the overshoe without having to bending down and touching the overshoes.

However, to the best of our knowledge and belief the prior art does not disclose or suggest the specialized footwear permitting an entertainer to freely move about a stage, while at the same time, enabling engagement with a movable hitch or post, projectable through the stage floor, to enable the illusion to be performed."


And here is an illustration depicting the invention's Preferred Embodiment:



Wah. I'm still semi-reeling from the shock of suddenly being enlightened.

And if you still haven't figured out my gushing, it shall all be revealed:



Watch for 3:50.

Enjoy!

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 03:17 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]


Thursday, 27th March '08

Time Sheet

I'm beginning to understand who it is that occupy all my precious time on Facebook. Which is not much, by the way.



Hurhur.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:06 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]


Monday, 17th March '08

Poor Toshi

The unofficial Taufikian cast party (+ Glen + Virgenia) at my house yesterday was insanely fun, but too bad we didn't take any pictures for memory's sake. It's pretty cool how spontaneous this cast is, and how much it has bonded over such a short time. Watching "Step Up 2 the Streets" (ok, DVDScreener version) over some odd combination of roti john, bak chor mee, ah balling, chicken wings, chocolate wafers, sugar cane and almond rocca, and hearing Ali make his roll-on-the-floor-kinda-funny sarcastic interjections is something I could totally use after the insane overwork that has been the past few weeks. In any event, I'm sure we all took it as a much-deserved break from tech class and 10-hours-every-Saturday rehearsals.

I don't think my sofa has ever seen this much abuse, though. Dad asked me if I was trying to test it to see how much weight it could hold... hurhur. For the record, it managed (at some point) to hold the combined weight of:
- Ivan, Candy, Taufik, Jess and maybe Ali (on the normal seating area)
- Virgenia, me, Rita and Glen (on the folded-down backrest area)

Yes, I'd say that sofa was worth the price of purchase. It is well-made for entertaining, as the shop lady promised.

Another part of my house that has since seen some better days is the full length mirror at the common corridor. I will regret not taking a video for posterity forever, but let's just say that that mirror is not accustomed to having Ali and Glen zazo-catwalking down the strip in front of it for the sheer sake of seeing what their reflections look like. Mum was immensely tickled when I told her what had been going on right outside her door as she slept obliviously through the commotion.

The highlight of the night, however, must have been two straight hours (and then some) of youtube watching that we just sort of fell into. As Rita, Virgenia and I sat mystified by the vast (and I do mean VAST) and extensive knowledge that Ali, Jess, Glen, Candy and Taufik can display regarding every possible dance video posted on youtube, we were treated to:
- Janet Jackson MTVs;
- Luam recordings (always a joy);
- Various sightings of Bobby (Newman), Blake (McGrath), Brian (Freeman), all referred to on a first name basis, these days wink;
- Random other videos by Ava, Ciara etc. etc.

Unfortunately, the best (or worst, depending on your point of view) stuff, was completely unrelated to dance. There's a reason why last night may go down in history as the "Tulibu Dibu Douchoo" / "C'mon Toshi!!!" event.

Allow me to introduce:

Mr "Ken Lee"

(My personal favourite, and I know Qiong will have a meltdown seeing this.)



Mr Toshi

(OMG, so bad, it's good.)



Ms Bunifa

(Very accurate spoof.)



Ms Vicki Pollard

(One of Little Britain's finest.)



"Ms" Britney Houston

(A personal soft spot, seeing as this was a gathering of all the Feedback, Feedback, OH! people. And, of course, seeing that the original might have been the worst MTV of this generation.)



Mr "Japanese Counting Man"

(Tentententententententen...)



Messrs Fellowship of the Ring

(Quite disgusting to watch. Painful, even. Goes well with the Secret Diaries though.)



Alright. This is enough stomach wrenching / pained / shocked laughter for one day!

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 12:58 am
[1 photograph developed.]


Thursday, 13th March '08

All That's Left in Any Case, Is Advertising Space

This song moves me. As I sit in piles of work in the office alone, before opening time. It's quite a beautiful scene. Sad, but asthetic. In a sort of neutral, this is so not related to anything way. Just the peace and quiet and a great soundtrack.

Going home to dig out the guitar. Haven't had such a vibe from a song since Dishwalla's "Angels and Devils". We (at least the TFYE girls) all know how important that song was. It's like you know there's something deep behind a song like that, you just can't tell quite what, but it's there, giving all that subtext. Something about subtext, that stuff - you don't need to know what it is, you just need to know that it's there, bolstering everything around it, giving the whole affair it's reason for being.

"Advertising Space"
-- Robbie Williams


There's no earthly way of knowing
What was in your heart
When it stopped going
The whole world shook
A storm was blowing through you

Waiting for God to stop this
And up to your neck in darkness
Everyone around you was corrupted
Saying somethin'

There's no dignity in death
To sell the world your last breath
They're still fighting over
Everything you left over

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

And
No one learned from your mistakes
We let our profits go to waste
All that's left in any case
Is advertising space

Through your eyes
The world was burning
Please be gentle
I'm still learning
You seemed to say
As you kept turning up

They poisoned you with compromise
At what point did you realise
Everybody loves your life
But you

Special agent for the man
Through Watergate and Vietnam
No one really gave a damn
Did you think the CIA did

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

And
No one learned from your mistake
We let our profits go to waste
All that's left in any case
Is advertising space

I saw you standing at the gates
When Marlon Brando passed away
You had that look upon your face
Advertising space

No one learned from your mistakes
We let our profits go to waste
All that's left in any case
Is advertising space

I've seen your daughter
Man she's cute
I was scared but I wanted to
Boy she looks a lot like you

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 08:59 am
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]