Facebook IPO Roadshow Video

A good summary and explanatory of what Facebook is and how it works and why it’s important. More about the IPO roadshow presentation here. Now if only more videos were like this.

Johnnie Fedora & Alice Bluebonnet

Early this morning, two hats came for a visit. They knocked on the door and I made them tea… and they sang for me. Okay, no tea, oh but the memory! I must have been a boy when I first heard this. Watched this. Joy! I miss this. Twenty(-ish) years later, and I still remember; Johnnie Fedora and Alice Bluebonnet – the names of hats in an age of stories, I most certainly miss.

The Heart of Love

Stumbled upon…

Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket – safe, dark, motionless, airless – it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation.

- C. S. Lewis

‘Tis true.

This Is Love

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.

Heart, I said, what a gift it has been
to enter this circle of lovers,
to see beyond seeing itself,
to reach and feel within the breast.

- Rumi

Logos According to a 5 Year-Old

So Adam Ladd, a logo and brand designer asked his 5 year old for impressions of popular logos. It’s adorable. And there’s much to learn too.

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Puppy

Puppy the puppy stayed with me for the longest time. I’m pleasantly surprised how it’s still alive. It’s a little tattered now, for it was once a bundle of soft fur. It is now a lil rough-er. But it is still, quite fine. His belly has flattened over the years, but it’s still soft to the touch. Puppy is and will always be a reminder of my parent’s love for me. See, I got Puppy when I was a younger boy. My mum bought it at a pharmacy that carried toys… there, she got it for me. They got us so many. (Us = my brothers and I). And they kinda still do – the most recent being a camel from Turkey.

One is never too old to have a soft spot for plushies. It’s special for me. And I supposed my brothers too. Memories, perhaps. And they are good memories. And good memories are for keeps. In the event that we forget, there’s always Puppy (or vice-versa).

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My first post in 2012. Wow. So, how shall this year be? For now… c’est la vie.

Saved

A month ago, my server crashed and so did this blog *insert-hissing-powering-down-sound-here*. But it’s back up now and I’m glad. Lost a few month’s worth of posts but that’s alright I guess. =)

Edited on 11 Jan 2012.

D-I-Y

So I dropped a box of washers in the store room today while looking for a box of screws. Took a lil while picking up every piece that fell. I did this at 4am. 15 minutes. There’s something quite special about the experience. Maybe about this whole day’s experience.

Earlier today, I gave the car a proper wash, and vacuum. This took about an hour in the afternoon.

Later in the day, cleaned the toilet, and mounted a big whiteboard, hangers and a shelf. This took another hour.

Now I sit in front of my computer typing and feeling like I’ve accomplished some things. Happy.

There’s something quite special about doing these sorta things. Especially the kind that attempts to improve, organize, repair and affix. Maybe there’s an intrinsic fix-it aptitude. Maybe I like to see things in a certain way. Some things irk me, I know. But I let it be. But I know I can’t let some things just… be. So, for the things I can fix, I try. And still there are those that simply, exist and cannot be fixed. Or maybe is too complicated to be fixed. And so maybe, all these manual labour, these simple accidental/have-to/whatever it may be… is really, a form of therapy… for me. And I enjoy these things every now and then.

Oh life. You are amusing.

Design can change your life

Epic Poetic | Random Mind-Links

Funny how random mind-links work.

[Etymology: mind-link = How the mind links randoms, one thought leading into another, occasionally producing a string of patterns, or thoughts, or something like that. Mind-link coz I can't think of a better phrase to describe it... for now : P]

Fast forwarding: iTunes playlist went something like this… Kings of Convenience > Kings of Leon > Kris Allen’s Come Together… jogged my memory of Meatloaf’s It’s All Coming Back To Me Now featuring Marion Raven. So…

I always thought it was THE epic duet: Classic power ballad meets just the right sort of contemporary erm… girl (sounds too polite. Chick). But only now it dawns… how poetically epic this (love?) song goes.

Poetic because… it’s got all the emotional palette thrown in. Tragedy, lies, sorrow, memories (fading and recalling), euphoria, regret, reconciliation? These juxtaposed with the physical manifestation/mementos of all the above… pain, cold, froze, tears, pleasure, touch.

And her voice!

Fascinating : ) Hehe. Anyways… It’s too early in the morning to wage war with emo. Just thought it’s cool.

Another mind-link… it never occurred until just now, how strikingly similar Marion looks to Kate Beckinsale.

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