Where the @#$% is Everybody?

Where is everybody?
It’s July – the middle of the year!
Where the @#$% is everybody?

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My students cannot buy their textbook. A new edition has just been released, but the US-based publisher is embargoing the textbook until after the new fall semester begins in the States some time in September, lest copies of the *cheap* international edition they sell here find their way back to the US. FINE, I’ll switch to another textbook!

Damn capitalists!

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When was the last time you received a mail – snail mail – other than bills or banks statements or some official URUSAN SERI PADUKA BAGINDA letters? I figure that it would be nice to receive an actual mail once in a while, or write one, though the problem here, just like nobody remembers phone numbers anymore, is that nobody remembers, or keep records of, addresses anymore. SIGH. People still send wedding invites the old way, though, which tells when your friend – like Azrai – suddenly asks you your mailing address. With weddings so obscenely expensive nowadays it puzzles me why people don’t do the logical thing – send electronic invites.

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The tribe has spoken: we’re buying a new car. But wait, why buy just one car when you can buy two? So we booked two cars. YAY! (?)

Two cars?

1. We want to support the domestic auto industry in particular and the Malaysian economy in general.
   
   
2. Car #1: the last-century Kancil my brother is driving is such a hazard that George W Bush would go to war over it; or get the CIA to sell it to Osama so he’ll die (if he hasn’t already, so much for US *intelligence*) in a car crash. That’s definitely more cost effective than putting a $50 million bounty over his head.
   
   
3. Car #2: “Dapat kereta baru!” – my father. So we can have a new car!