Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Today after lunch and seeing all the cool stuff in the goodie bags, we had this conversation:
7 y.o.: Mommy, you said I couldn't go because I'm seven.
7 y.o.: Only 18?
Me: Right. 18 and older.
7 y.o.: 16?
Me: No sweetie, only 18 and above.
7 y.o.: Daddy could go because he's 50, right?
Me: (Grinning) Heh, right.
7 y.o.: Then how come you went? You're only 16...?
Honest to God I didn't teach him my age, or even my husband's! He made it all up by himself. what I find so flattering is now biting me in my own a@#...
Sunday, October 21, 2007
(L-R) Loris Capirossi, Randy Mamola and Casey Stoner.
The race officially started off with the 125cc category, then 250cc and finally the 500cc where both Capirossi and Stoner were in. While Capirossi doesn't need any mentioning, Stoner is one full of surprises and created the most buzz lately. Just 22 and already a World Champion.
My number 42 didn't bring me any luck today, again... In ANY of the countless lucky draws - not even once. Not an interesting subject to elaborate, so moving on...
However though, I did taste luck for about two hours until it was blown away. I approached Randy for an autograph, and he gave one on my cap. I was among the only four in the room to get his signature on our caps (my husband Roy, Nadd and a random guy being the other three). Soon after, we went to the rooftop to see the race start, and a gigantic bird was hovering above us to catch her namesake's eye view of the moment.
(L-R) Giant bird; Excited people waving; Last few moments of luck.
Scorching hot day, bird gives off nice cooling wind, human real pleased, thanked bird by waving like crazy, UNTIL my cap was blown away and knicked by I-don't-know-who!!! Nadd said she saw who took it but her voice wasn't heard over the loud noise of the hovering bird. It all happened so fast. Hers stayed on, my husband's cap I managed to catch but mine was isk isk... That killed my mood and left me absolutely deflated. I hope for the person who selfishly knicked it to lose it in his drunken stupor. Yep he left his half-full wine glass in change for my Randy cap.
Oh well, at least we still have Roy's cap, thank God.
Nevertheless, I'm still glad Casey Stoner won the race. A wonderful birthday gift for a fine guy who celebrated his birthday last Tuesday.
Pic taken from Casey's website.
I'm off now to enjoy all the official merchandise that came with the race day pass. Hurray, at least...
Then it was time for the Pit Lane Walk where I almost totally lost my mind watching 9 lucky people doing the double on the track. Holy Molly!
I've been harboring hopes and dreams for this, but apparently the 9 guys were pre selected by the organizer based on unknown criteria to us. I swear my heart dropped into my stomach the second I caught sight of them passing right before me.
Crazy jellus woman by the side of the track. Shooed by race officials coming from her right. Grrrr..!
Having worked here a few times before I know that the side platform is a no-go zone, but I was too jealous to care. I just leapt up to see what else was being shoved to my face by the evil organizer. Talk about going 300km/h on a bike. Of course you'll just be the pillion rider but who cares? That's the closest that any Tom, Dick and Harry will ever get to racing on a bike.
Crazy jellus woman and track officials made up. Before they shooed her off again, hmmphh!
Anyone who knows me would definitely know how crazy I can be. So I'm gonna take this crazy self to rest for a while before starting again in the morning on a whole new session. A demain mes amis!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Raya goodies for the sweet tooth
This is the reason I've been quiet since the last post. Eid came and we were out of town celebrating. I went back to my hometown after three long years and needless to say, had to succumb to the pressure of visiting family members. Well serves me right for not doing that for ages. But that's the beauty of hari raya (eid), you see each other and wish everyone well, ask for forgiveness and make peace, not that I launched any war, but that's just how it is. A week of Eid and travelling across 3 states later, we arrived home sweet home. Oh how I missed my own bed, the air conditioning and most of all, the tranquility that I get to enjoy from my patio just listening to the windchimes. I don't mean to come across as a shallow worldly person, but come on, Malaysia sits right above the Equator - the heat doesn't make you a hot person!
Tradition says to visit your peeps during the month of Syawal, so come on over. Come one, come all. Let's have a feast.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Louis the Great doing his ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz roll
* All pics shot by Nadio