Design Food Technology

Burn – Intense Energy

I rarely take energy drinks. And I doubt that I would want to try a new Coca-Cola product called Burn. Currently it’s only released in the Netherlands. The thing that caught my eye was it’s resealable top.

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The can is opened by twisting the plastic seal. While doing this the pressure inside the can is released slowly through the smallest hole on the seal (see picture), thus preventing the soda to spray out if the can has been shaken. When you’ve had enough for a while you can close the seal with another simple twist, and you’re good to go.

Official site. I did a lot of clicking around but can’t seem to find more info. Not in English.

Speaking of cans, I saw some self-heating coffee in cans in a convenience store earlier today. A quick Google search and voila. It’s from Hot-Can. Seems like its a Made in Malaysia product.

Here is an extraction from the post on FriedChillies.

The can contains a heating catalyst at the bottom compartment containing a mixture of quicklime and water. What you need to do is to push the actuator button at the bottom of the can which crushes the seal separating the catalyst ingredients. Once mixed, the chemical reaction produces a non toxic reaction containing chalk, water and HEAT… which then heats up the aluminium can. And since aluminium is an excellent heat conductor, the heat is efficiently transferred to your cuppa as well.

And here’s more info from Wikipedia on self-heating can.
It’s not really a new technology but it’s certainly the first in Malaysia as far as I can tell. If not then it only proves the point that I have been living under the tempurung for too long. Expect a pricier tag compared to other can beverages. If not mistaken it’s around RM2.60.
Both of these products main attraction is the technology behind it. Wonder what other packaging ideas that will be unraveling real soon.


Seasoned Converse Pronto!

Well I do step on my own pair of Converse. I don’t really like the clean look of it anyway. Never would I have thought that some day someone will make a short movie out of this.

Looks like a fun project after all.

Outdoor Technology

Photon Freedom

Any of you who are looking for reliable and affordable headlamps? Or torchlight or personal flashlight? I just got myself a Photon Freedom Micro (RM64) and Photon Freedom Fusion (RM120). Yup, Photon lights are available in Malaysia now. The Photon Freedom Micro review came out in Malaysia’s T3 March 2010 issue.

Photon Freedom Micro T3 March 2010
Photon Freedom Micro T3 March 2010

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The easiest-to-use, most powerful, full-featured LED micro-light available with Intuitive, Intelligent Programming!
Ready for any daily need or emergency, the new Photon Freedom Micro personal flashlight features simple, intuitive single-button operation to provide quick, easy access to the features you use most, with additional mode settings available only when you need them. “Smart circuit” technology gives you the light you need, when you need it.

Some of the kick ass features.

  • Simple & intuitive single-button operation
  • Easy operation even with gloves.
  • Instant full power on/off at any time
  • Full range brightness control.
  • 4 Safety modes: Slow – Medium – Fast – SOS.
    Signal / Morse Code mode (Also useful to prevent accidental turn-on)
  • FREE Accessories! (a $4.95 value) — Photon Necklace & Photon Hands-Free Clip included with every Freedom Micro LED flashlight.
  • Water Resistant — The most water resistant Photon Micro-Light yet.
  • Virtually Indestructible.
  • Micro-Size & Weight
  • Brightest LED’s Available
  • Up to 10 different LED flashlight beam colors including specialty UV & IR beams.
  • Guaranteed – If your Freedom Micro LED flashlight ever fails for any reason other than abuse or battery expiration, return it for a free repair or replacement.
Photon Fusion Freedom
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Well currently I have a Energizer headlamp which cost me around RM40. The Freedom Fusion is RM120 but it’s way way better in terms of built and function. Those of you who have crazy expensive ones from Black Diamond or any other brand can check and compare.

The Photon Freedom Fusion is a flashlight, headlamp, table light, clip-on safety light, or even a bike light. Yes it can transform. 😀

Here are some features for those who want to get something that is value for money yet kick bloody ass.

  • Smart Circuit: Instant on/off – full range, up & down brightness control
  • Easy to use – single button operation
  • Weight: approx. 103.6 grams w/out batteries (or 176.6 grams w/ 3 AA Alkaline batteries)
  • 4 Safety Beacons including SOS, Morse Code
  • Smash Protection
  • 8 Unbreakable LEDs
  • Professional quality stainless steel index plates with ball bearings for stable directional lighting
  • Durable Xenoy(R) by GE, body – incredibly tough and completely chemical resistant.
  • Easy Battery Change
  • Water Resistant
  • Long Life Replaceable 3-AA Energizer Batteries included
  • Water resistant Nylon carrying bag with closure lock
  • Available in 3 beam colors: (Primary / Secondary) White Fusion: 6 White / 2 Red, Blue Fusion: 6 Blue / 2 Red and Red Fusion: 6 Red / 2 Yellow
  • Maximum brightness all the way to the end

Check out the detail review of Photon Freedom Fusion on The Gadgeteer. For product info, check out Freaking awesome I tell you. Can’t wait to try it outdoors. Any camping trips or hikes coming up?

Oh and if it helps, they are all Made in the U.S.A. If any of you campers/hikers/climbers are interested, let me know. Leave a comment and I will get back to you. IMHO, Maglite can suck this.

Did I mention to you that their products are used by NASA shuttle crews, US Military the US Secret Service?

Entertainment Music

Gorillaz – Plastic Beach

Remember them? They got a new album coming out this 8th of March 2010 called Plastic Beach.

They even have a trailer for the new album, animation and visuals by Jamie Hewlett (co-creator of Tank Girl comic book).


February 2010 is here.

Geez… look at that… August has gone by so fast.

Finally I upgraded to the current WordPress 2.9.2 after so so long. And I took the opportunity to change the whole theme too. Nice? It still need a lot of work though.
I have not been blogging for so long that I am thoroughly oxidized. My fingers are still nimble on the keyboards mind you, just like the way Chinese cured dried pork sausages dances in a wok of bloody hot oil. The problem is with my brain. I pauses and stare blankly at my new 23″ Samsung LCD monitor at every 10th of a word. It irritates me a lot. No, not at the 23″ Samsung LCD monitor but at the pace my brain is working to try and string up sentences.

The clock just struck 12. Bed time is near.
I am hungry now, though I had 3 bowls of sweet potato porridge for dinner. And knowing that I have 2 delicious homemade dumplings freezing their asses off in my refrigerator at this moment just make the rebana’s play even louder. The gasing’s will soon come into play if I keep harboring these thoughts. I have to keep reminding myself that it is for tomorrow’s dinner and not for supper. Argh.

Ok. Let me talk about something else. My CNY. Mmm… not too 1Malaysia? How about Lunar New Year? Fine. My LNY.
My hometown in particular have to endure water rationing during the LNY celebration period, when everyone goes back home to their families for joyous, riotous and sometimes restless moments. Why couldn’t the Jabatan Bekalan Air folks be a bit more sensitive and also be blesses with some foresight on the low water level issue? This is not the first time this is happening to us during this festive season. They could have foreseen this might happen, then they should have done some rationing earlier, print out notices in the papers earlier instead of doing it 2-3 days beforehand. The freaking weather offers no solace in calming anyone at all. And you morons have to do the water rationing. Pukimak bodoh.

On the eve of LNY, after the reunion dinner, during TV and catching up sessions, the power went out. Total darkness in my grandma’s house. No lights, no tv, no fan, no mood. The jokers from Tenaga Nasional Berhad wants a piece of the action and would not let the Jabatan Bekalan Air clowns have all the fun. We kept calling their help line and could not get through at all. It was around 11.25pm. We dialled and redialled but to no avail. Finally my uncle managed to get through the automated receptionist and he has to take a waiting number. #78. He too gave up. The only consolation was that only a few selected houses ushered in the LNY in total darkness, because the neighbours have electricity. They were watching their tele and eating watermelon under their KDK fans. We were fucked because we were on different power grids. We had stars, fireworks and “kong miin” lanterns to light our time under the night sky. Besides the jokers from TNB having a good time, the mosquitoes too had a feast. Power came back on at 1.30am. My hooray was shortlived as my dad called and said our house suffered power cut too. And yes, other neighbours have power. We were once again fucked because we are on a different power grid. Conspiracy!!! KNN!
We called and their van came. The technicians said that no one complained at all so they did not come. They wanted to come into our home to check. Hell no. This was their ploy to get some red packets. Bastards. We could see through you although it’s very dark and it’s 2am you punk. Then an uncle came over. He too complained in their face. They drove off and the uncle followed them on his motorbike. Chugging loudly behind them, pressuring them with each throttle in the dark moonless night. Guess what audacity they have. The excuse they gave. Haha… The first van came and they said they could not do anything because the guy with the ladder is not around. So they waited. The ladder came. But alas, the guy who is suppose to go up the ladder has not arrived yet. And the waiting game continues.
Power came back on at 5am. Bodoh.

Hey I manage to fend of the hunger for the dumplings. I relived the days of my screwed up LNY. Of course am not hungry now, the anger fills my tummy. It’s time to sleep now. Inhale deeply. Hold. Exhale. Relax.


August is here.


What do I have to say for myself? None.

Bye bye July!


Housemates Wanted

For those of you who are patiently waiting for the follow up to The Third House From The Right, I hope I did get you all a bit more irritated and annoyed with the wait and unrelated posts. Haha… yes I am secretly or rather openly enjoying this. But I do thank you all for the patience and interest. My bro also commented positively on my writing. Ooo. Thanks.

Anyway, honestly I have not yet sat down with the two ex-housemates to get some more details of how they feel after moving out for the third week. Or has it been more than that. One wonders. What’s more, I am now urgently looking for people to be my new housemates. No way am I going to scare any potentials away. Any of you knows friends who are looking for place to stay in Kelana Jaya area? Seriously.

I am now in a situation where SY and I need to fork out extra RM300 next month for the rental. The two fellows have really put us in a bind now. It’s already the 15th and this sucks. Please ask around for me. Nope I am not interested in any dramatic character. I am not in a mood to hear how your back hair, armpit hair, pubic hair or any follicle related matter that stands up. I want a normal housemate. Make it a double.

I am considering to discontinue the post until I find someone new to move in. Yes, I am serious about this-lah.


A-Z Drawers

I love this. I like alphabets. I like words. I like my A B C’s.
Saya teramat sayang pada abjad. Yang ini sudah sampai tahap mengarut.

This particular handmade furniture by Kent and London aptly named Alphabet Drawers has me drawn in like ants to something sweet, messy and sticky on the kitchen floor.
Look at the object. Drawing inspiration from vintage printing blocks, this hand crafted chest with 26 lovely drawers simply screams Take Me Home. I would be out of my mind if I decided to do that though. It’s priced at an insane price of £2700. That is a too much for me to handle even though it stands at my waist height.

I guess I will just add it into my To Lust For list. Or should it be renamed to To Lust Forever list.

Wait… it just struck me. Filthy rich parents could consider getting this if you have a baby on the way or already arrived. This is a good learning tool and you could get the little angel/devil to learn their A B C’s and also to keep things that starts with the alphabet stored in respective mini drawers. A precautionary note though, to childproof the drawer, please… I cannot stress this more, please have this drawer screwed on to the wall. The drawer at your waist height will crash boom and bang on your little one, forever making them your little one.

Climb Design

Active Furniture : Hanger

Active Furniture is a collaboration project by Cristina Guardiola and Virginia Pol.

Their concept explained.

Active furniture is a collection of three objects which try to keep users physically active by creating new relationships object-user-user-object.

These new relationships are not unidirectional anymore – relationships in which users are the ones who demand from the object and the object obeys.

The pieces of furniture in this collection do anything but facilitate what users want. They force users to perform a physical action in order to make them function. These actions keep users active.

Trying to find a way around the system also implies an effort. In this case, however, it implies a physiological effort.

They have three objects but I am interested to blog about their Hanger. I am sure that I do not need to tell you why.

The Hanger
Placed several meters above the floor, this hanger transforms the wall in a little mountain that needs to be climbed every time users have to get their jacket.

Bye bye pretty manicured nails.


The Third House From The Right

I thought that the two of them was out clubbing all night long since it was already 1am on a Friday. Well, it’s not uncommon for them to come home late at night with K either slumped on the sofa like a sack of rotten potatoes or staggered up the stairs in stupor, slamming the door behind her, only to hear her vomiting over the porcelain. A jerk and a pull… a mini whirlpool and silence once again.
I did not bat an eyelid in the morning when I left the house. The car was not there. It seemed the guy and the girl did not come home at all. Anyway I don’t care. Not my business anyway right? Shrug.

It was only after lunch hour on 22nd May 2009 that my phone began to ring. K is on the line. Normally I do not get calls from my housemates at all unless there is something on. So I answered with a casual “What’s up?” Here is where K starts spilling the beans along with her sanity in tow.

Our house got dirty things she said. Before I could get her to rephrase, she has already went into second gear. K is now motormouth incarnated. And I listened intently.

She was not the person who experienced the spirit’s doing. It was WY, the guy. Asking her to break the news seem a bit inappropriate as she has the tendency to lose control of herself, making it looks like she lost her mind as well. And that my friends, freaked me out. Her dramatization really kicks my imagination right in the balls. I swear I could hear something crack. The air conditioning in the office seemed to dip a bit lower along with my heart.

Her narration went something like this:
WY has been feeling uneasy for a while now. It started when he heard a voice speaking into his ear one late night. He was awake placing bets online when he heard a man’s voice. He looked around thinking it was someone in the back alley but there was none. The TV was on low and everyone else was asleep. Chills went down his spine and he went straight to bed. WY was not someone who believed in all these mumbo jumbo about spirits and the unseen, initially. The previous voice incident did spook him but not enough to convert him.

All was well until he woke up one fine day to discover a small but obvious teeth/bite mark under his arm, very close to his left armpit. You can try leaving a bite mark and see. It’s not that easy and doing it while sleeping won’t be easy. He claimed he did not have any girls sleep over so it’s not a love mark. This physical evidence has start to rock his beliefs. WY called up his mother in Penang and got her to the temple to shed some light on this matter. She came back with the news that the sifu (master/medium) said that there is a child spirit residing in the house. WY has kept it from us so far, only confiding in K. And K being the scaredy cat even when in normal mode got even more erratic. Earth Hour can kiss her ass, she was turning on every single pendaflour and ceiling fan in the house, from porch to the bathroom on the upper floor. As for WY, he was still doing fine. Not scared out of his wits. He can handle a child spirit. It was only that the sleepless nights and uneasiness come bed time that made him paid another sifu in Gombak area a visit. Going to sleep every night repeating protective chants has gotten to him. He said he felt like he was being watched every single night.

Long story short. He met the sifu and he brought K along for the ride. Sifu did some chants and a deity took over. The deity was Ji Gong (济公) and he told them the spirit disturbing him was of a woman. A lady spirit dressed in red who has chosen him to be her husband. She has been residing in that area for a long time now since before the construction of houses. It used to be plantation land, dark and damp area. She was butchered into 5 pieces there. That is why she was dressed in red. For vengeance. She roamed the housing estate and now she has decided to stay in our house. And she has chosen to reside in the Kuan Yin idol that WY had brought back from Penang. They had been praying to the idol for a year and a half now without getting blessings from temples. I have been told that to have God enter the idol, first you must bring it to the temple for a simple ceremony before humbly inviting God/Goddess to your abode. The Kuan Yin idol belonged to WY’s grandfather many years back and has been passed on from family to family when some of them converted to other religion and had quite abandoned it. When that happens, where no worshipping has done for a long time, the idol is empty with no holy spirit in it which renders it powerless. Due to ignorance he had brought it back to KL and got an altar, incense and vase. WY and K prays and burn incense everyday, unbeknownst to them, at one point the female spirit has went into the idol. They have been praying to it day and night for at least a year.

When I heard the female spirit in red I already went Oh Shit inside me. But they can’t believe the sifu blindly right? Well he did convince WY. The sifu also said that WY used to pray to Ji Gong when he was young. True, he followed his mum religiously to the temple when he was a kid. He likes to drink alone at home. True, he enjoys drinking liquor or wine alone at home and quite often too. And a few more things. By now Wy as his balls in his throat. K at the side has totally flipped. Sifu also spoke to K a little about her which I don’t remember what. Oh, in case you did not know, the sifu has his eyes closed at all times, because it was now the deity speaking, not the medium.

Did I mention that the lady spirit hates to have other females around WY? Any females close to him will kena. K’s radiator overheats here. She would have literally shat her pants now. She was close to WY. She is imagining the wrath already. And her idle minds has been hell’s playground of late. I can’t stand her now. She would be calling during office hours trying to get my other girl housemate, SY whether she felt anything yet and has her mum ask the temple master to triple check about the house. K also asked if I had a good sleep at night with a hint of cynicism.

By now, shit has hit the fan. I have not seen the both of them in the house since then. Since Thursday night to be precise. I have kept it from SY over the weekend fearing that she would get scared. The first few nights of going inside the house made me feel uneasy. I practically had to calm myself, telling myself not to think too much about it. Be cool as a cucumber. Haha… impossible right? The pressure I tell you. I would stop my car in front of the house and take a minute to compose myself. Mutter a foul word at myself then I step in. Dropping the keys at the door just builds the tension up. I tried avoiding eye contact with the Kuan Yin idol. Honestly I had always tried looking away from the idol. It’s not those friendly, smiling white porcelain idol that one normally sees. It looks ancient, dark grey… a little faded but it has a fierce expression. Even SY’s mum commented on how fierce it looks when she came over last time. I kid you not. WY has even bought a red headgear (similar to the one Tripika sports in Journey to the West, triangular like) and also a red cape on her shoulder. Spice up the aggressiveness. And a gold chain. It’s hard to ignore it’s presence. I would always get a glimpse of it at the corner of my eye.

Last Monday, the four of us met up in a nearby food center for discussion. WY told it to us himself. I had already ask K to shut it. WY and me agrees that she looks crazy. SY gets filled in the details. She don’t seem at all disturbed. Her family are firm believers and followers of Buddhism and her mum ask the four of us to have a discussion with the spirit. Haha… nope, she have not told her mum that it was wearing red. Anyway it was because she wanted her mum to ask another sifu in Penang. Just to get a second opinion. I on the other hand has already got my dad to get a third opinion. All one needs to do is just give the sifu your house address. I smsed my mum. Awaiting reply.

K just could not help herself from flailing her arms around and looking a little wild. Her long hair does not help. And she has been favoring red clothes lately, which I did not notice at all… seems to be her ass talking here. I just deadpan and replied, why don’t you go cut your hair because in movies we seldom see vengeful female spirit in red with short hair. Oh she does have more reasons to freak more than us because in truth she was the one who frequently prays and make offerings to the idol. She admitted that a few of her wishes came true and we reminded her that one must always return the favor. Definitely did not put her mind at ease. More big movement until she knocked her head against a worker’s elbow that she stopped and remain calmer. Note to myself, hit K if she behaves eccentrically, again.

So we are now deciding whether to move out together or go our separate ways. Will be having another discussion soon. Damn I really like staying in this area but according to the sifu in Gombak, the spirit won’t be moving away and it’s presence will absorb our energy, leeching it little by little. For WY, to avoid the spirit following him, he has to move to a place that crosses a river so that the spirit cannot follow. His mum even ask him to get the gold chain off the idol. He has already decided to leave the idol in the house for the next tenant. He also said that the medium told him to do something to the idol when leaving. He did not say what because he thinks it would scare us even more. That’s comforting and considerate of him since SY and me are still staying in the house. Ha. Think not.

If it’s going to set my mind at ease, the piece of information that K shared that day was of no help. She said she called up the agent to say that we would want to move out of the place because the house is not clean. The agent told her that we would have to stay till July, to serve two months notice and also the two months deposit would be forfeited. K argued that the house got spirits how to stay on. Another night would be out of the question. So the agent replied that he is also a Buddhist. He will ask the temple about it. True enough he called up the next day and told K that we can move out tomorrow. What does it mean? Did he really went and ask or the contract does not state that we must stay for two months to serve the notice. Because that is what the deposit is for right? But it’s enough to K go bonkers again.

Did I mentioned that the sifu told WY that he sees no point in giving him an amulet because it might further agitate and alarm (打草警蛇) the female spirit?

We are actually a bit confused. WY heard a man’s voice but was told it was a child spirit. Then it’s now a vengeful female spirit in red. A family? WY mentioned he wanted to put some peas and something else to experiment if it’s really a child spirit because he heard that the child would come out and play. Not a good idea. He also expressed interest to invite a friend with third eye to come over without telling him in advance. Just to see if he can see what is in the house. Another not so good idea.

We have a dog in our house. A Shih Tzu but so far, we have not heard any crying or howling. We even had two big Labradors at our place last time. Nothing. But if the doggie starts doing it anytime soon…..