How rich do you feel?

Attended a conference yesterday, there's a question about what's the goal we wanted to achieve in life. Not surprisingly, roughly 80% said they wanted to be rich.

Apparently, we all think somehow we are poor or at least not as well off as we would like to be (I'm no exception).

Came across this site: the Global Rich List.

Type in your annual income and you'll see where you would sit on a global scale.

See if you feel differently.

Stop-motion

At the moment, stop-motion seems to be the in thing, here're 2 pieces which caught my eyes.

MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.

Enormous dedication.

Enormous production.

me VS the WORLD

Surfing through the WWW, left me with just one feeling – absolute despair.

Too much to learn, too little ti/me.

Incurable Is Nothing

Sore throat is something incurable. At least that's what I thought up until today. As far as I can remember, you could never stop it before it inevitably led to coughing, sneezing or even worse – fever.

Last week, funny enough, for the first time in my life I went to see doctor because of a sore throat. Yes, just a sore throat! But deep down I thought it's not going to help. Why? You may ask. It's not cancer, AIDS or anything! Well, my experience convinced me that "oh shit, bad, going to be sick, again."

I found no alternative plot in my past.

The truth is: I could not do anything about it because I had never tried to do anything about it.

Now, that vicious cycle breaks. I'll go see doctor every time I've got a sore throat.

Impossible is not always nothing (Adidas will disagree), but many times, it's something only in our mind.

Autumn in Spring

Nature must have lost her diary or something.

Autumn popped in this week. Gorgeous weather. Cool, dry and blue sky.

Love the smell that came along. That intense scent/sense of Autumn. Words are useless here. The closest description I can think of – a bit like, you're in love.

That's cute!

"That's cute!" – the compliments I've got wearing this tee lately. All from females.

This struck me that females, even in their thirties, adore cute things. I know a few friends who still keep stuffed animal by their side. They talk to them, sleep with them, and even goto gym with them. Once my friend was taken aback when someone introduced her little buddy to her.

Advertisers can use more cutie stuffs when talking to our ladies. Why not? It's immature, too playful and not "corporate" enough? Who cares? Apparently except the marketing people. And ironically they are largely female (Just ask how many cute merchandises on their office desk).

We may not be as Kawaii-laden as the Japanese, but surely we are not as grown-up as we think we are.

Loosen up a bit, stay a little younger. What's wrong with that?

Once

Just saw this movie. Beautiful beautiful movie. Beautiful beautiful songs.

How often do you meet the right person?

Once.

The Omnipresence of Pun

Strolling around Central, found these 2 pieces of sign. If you know Cantonese, you'll see how the puns work.

"FORM PRINT" => "CONVENIENT" (in Cantonese)

"WRONG design" => "KING" of design

We call it "食字" (literally means "eating word") in Hong Kong. Arguably, THE most overused ad copy trick in the past decade and there seems no stopping.

Young@Heart sing "Fix You"

I've got goosebumps watching this. Can't quite put my feelings into words. The magic is that such a beautiful song about lost, failure and hope was sung by an elderly man approaching life's end.

When I first listened to this song by Coldplay, near the end, I thought it's like:

"...Tears stream down your face, UPON THE SEA WHERE I will learn from my mistakes..."

And tears filled my eyes.

But I found out later in fact it's "...I PROMISE YOU I will learn from my mistakes..."

I'll stick with my wrong impression though.

Banksy

Love this guy's works. You can goto here to see more of his street art. And this is an interesting note I found on his site:

"You shouldn't mess with graffiti writers. The longest recorded piece of graffiti was painted by a student in the toilets of his college at Changsha, China in 1915. It consisted of over 4000 characters criticising his teachers and the state of Chinese society.

After completing this masterpiece the student handed himself in and was paraded in front of the school and threatened with expulsion. The student was 22 year old Chairman Mao. A graffiti artist who later founded the People's Republic of China and was responsible for the deaths of over 30 million people." (Chieh Fang, Chinese Army Magazine, December 1968)

Long Live Graffiti Artist!

blowing plastic bag

Remember in the movie "American Beauty", there's a scene of how the boy next door Ricky Fitts discovers the beauty of a plastic bag blowing in the wind. Here you are, same ingredients plus a bit of imagination, a dragon comes to live on the street of New York.