"ah hia"

"ah hia" mean "elder brother" in hokkien. it is a respectable term, a term that we would teach our kids to use when they address their elder male siblings. we would also use this term to address strangers, often older than us, and with whom we have to interact. but this morning, it sounded so wrong and so weird when a mature uncle, probably in his 50s, addressed me "ah hia". it only meant one thing - i am way way way over the hill!

hahah...

reviewing my insurance policies

i had some time to think through things given recent developments and decided to call my insurance agent to review some of my policies. i think it is high time to reprioritise some things. 

for a start, i want to reduce all the death-related benefits. previously, i had kept these as i wanted to make sure that if i should die before my parents, they would be taken care of. but now, given their demise, i would be able to rebalance my priorities to keep my quality of life when i am alive instead. put simply, my insurance policies should focus on allowing me to take care of myself and ensure i have a reasonable quality of life as i age. i don't have any children so i do not need to focus on death benefits to ensure the livelihood of people surviving me. there are none.

with this clarity of thought, my conversation with my agent became rather interesting. for the first time, i was able to quite objectively share the very foreseeable number of years that i think i still have and chart out some possible financial planning thoughts with her. i will likely die at 72 or latest by 75 years old, i said. i was almost too confident about it. and with me being 50 years old this year, planning for 20-25 years ahead seemed pretty easy.... by 55, no more liabilities, technically can retire (by which i mean, work for the joy of it and not for my financial liabilities), by 60, withdraw my pensioners'  benefits, by 65, downgrade to smaller house...  etc etc etc... and when i can divide my life into 5-year blocks, things became pretty straightforward. 

it seemed quite clear to me at this stage of my life, in a very positive way. of cos, the last thing i need to do is to draw up a will to state who/ which charity should benefit should i eventually pass on. i will do that another time. one step at a time.

developments at work

things at work seemed pretty mundane, in a bad way. the word i would use to describe the mood at work now is - uncomfortable disquiet - despite the frequent rowdy outburst of laughters and chatters, that, in my view, were very forced, false, superficial and unreal.

for me personally, i am just keeping a low profile. many things are happening and i have not been kept informed of them by my boss (the new person that i report to). i learn of the developments from third parties through my hearsay and interactions with people i used to work with previously. as for the department head who previously said wanted to keep me looped within the department management team, things were not to be. there was absolutely no communications between us and since the physical integration of both business entities 2 months back. we had not spoken more than 2 sentences. and for the few emails that were exchanged, they were all rather curt and, at times, abrasive. 

so i am now in the tell-me-what-to-do-and-i'll-do mode now. for that matter, that is the attitude for lots of my colleagues from the other departments. the new set-up that is headed by many from the other entity seemed to adopt the "if it's not told to you, don't be a smart alec and do things based on your initiative" approach. many who had offered their suggestions and thoughts when faced with issues, would be viewed as being defensive and uncooperative and ended up being told off. in the end, lots of people just kept quiet. it's actually quite sad to see this happening cos i had seen how much potential they had when we worked together previously. 

as of today, i am already starting to see people resigning. slowly and surely, i can expect the rate of resignations to pick up. i myself will move on once i get a new job.

maid leaving

the maid has informed my brother of her intention to leave this coming dec. this was 2 months earlier than what she had previously shared with me in confidence. and as for why dec, it was because she wanted to commemorate the first anniversary of my mum's passing before leaving. that's nice of her, i thought.

nonetheless, i wasn't surprise to hear this news from her as she's unhappy working with my brother. i understand that he would at times chide her for correcting my niece when she (my niece) did wrong and he would say things like "i am not like my brother, you work for me, you listen to me...". it's regretful when such things happen cos it meant his views about the maid was somewhat shaped by the fact that she had previously worked for me. he continued to see her as pro-me or worst, comparing him with me. but i know this maid, she is a person who would share her views quite openly and that is something that my brother cannot take. he sees such behaviour as insubordination and take them as personal attacks. and given his anger management issue, things would just turn ugly.

anyway, technically, the maid is still mine cos her name is still registered under my residence and i continue to pay her her salary. i understand that he had decided not to transfer her name to his residence (and becoming the rightful employer) because she had indicated she intend to return home by year end. 

maid visit

my maid visited me last weekend. she wanted to drop by to say hello and to see how i have been managing at home. so sweet of her right? it was also thoughtful of her to come with a packet of cashew nuts, knowing that i love cashew nuts. 

anyway, i was a little sad from her sharing. you see, since i stopped talking to my brother 3-4 months back, i had dropped by his place and placed the letters for the maid at their door. and she told me that my brother had chided her for it (doh!) and asked her to relay the message to me that he didn't like me being near his residence and that he wants me to stop dropping things at his doorstep. moving ahead, the maid will come to my house to collect mails, if any, during her off days.

as for my niece and nephew, they have constantly been asking for me but my brother would scold him when they do so. he would also add that if they want to see me, they should leave the house. wtf, saying such things to a 5 and 3 year old kid! and to top it off, he would tell them that i didn't like them and have abandoned them. my niece has learned to not talk about me in front of him although she still asks for me (to my maid). as for my nephew, he would ask the maid if she would be visiting me and if she could bring him along... made me feel sad to learn of this.

as for the house, i learned that he intends to sell his current house and take over my parent's house legally (the one that i refused to take over). but instead of moving into the house, he intend to rent it out illegally whilst he rent another place to stay. the reasons, i understand from the maid, is that he wanted to earn the rental and, at the same time, avoid the neighbours, whom he could not get along with. she told me he intended to move in only when the kids grew up cos by that time, all the neighbours would have died and he need not see them anymore. what a warp reason... notwithstanding the fact that it would be illegal to rent out the house in full. he also told her that he will not give his new address nor contact number to anyone (of us, his siblings) nor close family friends (including the ones that had been going to his place regularly to take care and teach his kids) cos he considers all of us bad people.

well it's his life and i do not want to partake in any of it. i can only say that this is the same trend that i have observe in his whole life. cutting people off and accusing people of being bad while the root cause of the problem was he himself. but well, that's for him to manage. 

walking... more walking

i suffered a bad back on 4 jul, and to manage the pain, i resorted to walking (and at times jogging) an average of about 14,000 - 15,000 steps per day. the pain significantly reduced when i walked. but after the exercise, and when my body had rested, i will have problems transitioning between standing and sitting, and between sitting and lying down. the aches and pains at the lower back and hips would be so bad i'd simply revert back to my previous position. the only thing that kept me going was the thought that these exercises will force my back and hip joints to move and in doing so, will strengthen the muscles over time. so far, it seemed to work. the backache seemed to have lessen progressively over the course of the last 3-4 weeks. 

as of today, i am able to lie down, sit, stand and bend forward slightly without only slight aches and pains at my back and hips that last no more than 10-15 seconds. so, its almost back to normal for me as it stands. and the silver lining of the whole back sprain and exercising is that it also helped me slim down, not to mentioned, i got to be treated by the other superbly cute chiropractor as my regular had to travel for business. i intend to keep this walking routine going ahead. it's low impact (compared to jogging) and the strain on my knees are not as bad. and let's see how things go, i just might take up swimming again.

star trek beyond

watched the movie over the weekend. found it extra meaningful given the deliberate attempts to make connections back to the original cast. very appropriate given that it coincided with the 50th anniversary of star trek. i particularly liked the small details such as spock holding a photo of the original cast as he made reference to the passing of leonard nemoy (who played the original spock), and how they honoured george takei, the original actor who played hikaru sulu (su) by making the character gay. nice!

cold war 2

watched the show cold war 2 two weeks ago. we didn’t watch the first show and went in without much expectations. i ended up being held spellbound and on my edge almost throughout the whole show. had been a very long time since i had such experience! the script writing was superb and the acting was really good. of course, with the list of top notch actors, we couldn’t expect any less.

really enjoyed the show!

of fuck buddies & sugar daddies

bromance, fuck buddies, sex partners, partners, boyfriend, friends with benefits, acquaintances, mr right, mr almost right, mr right now, sugar daddy/ son, godfather/ son, etc etc etc...

all the terms that can be used to describe the relationship between two persons. but whichever term one uses, one must make sure the opposite party knows exactly what one means. otherwise, it will be very confusing. and it didn't do good for the fact that many are careless with their choice of words these days, deliberately or otherwise. and i came to this conclusion after i see these terms being used (rather frivolously) in the social media and apps such as grindr, jack'd, etc. it is very regretful and i see this trending especially amongst singaporeans aged early-30s and below. the following are just examples of what i mean:

example 1:

someone in grindr: you stay alone?

me: yes, on weekdays. on weekends, my partner stays over.

someone in grindr: oh, i thought you are into bromance...

huh? how do i even respond to such a reply. what has "bromance" got to do with staying alone? and what has "bromance" got to do with this conversation thread. it looked like we were on different frequencies altogether. i suspect there was a disconnect somewhere. and after a long silence on my part, i got a reply that sounded like that...

someone in grindr: i thought you wanted to play me.

double huh! i thought you initiated this conversation? and since when i even talked about playing, much less "you"!? hmmm, weren't there just too much assumptions on your part?

me: well no, i am in here purely because i was curious who's gay around me and to chat/ befriend if there is one whom i can connect.

anyway... ok, here's another example.

example 2:

someone in the grindr: seek?

me: friend to chat, you?

someone in the grindr: sugar daddy

me: erm, please explain.

someone in grindr: haha... don't know how to la...

me: ok, do you mean someone to buy you stuff and pamper you, in exchange for sexual favors? or do you mean someone mature whom you can look up to as a role model, for guidance, for support (not just materially).

someone in the grindr: errrrrrr... think it's the second meaning...

hmmm... what a world of difference right? if it is the first, then this person would be no different from that of a term-rent boy and/ or selling his sexual services aka prostitution? and if this is the case, i will not have any good impression of him cos it simply meant he is materialistic, and has no backbones. anyway, in this day and age, the possibility of misunderstanding someone is really high, considering the amount of things that are left unsaid when one uses the social media/ sms/ whatsapp/ line/ wechat/ etc to communicate. and this is made worst by frivolous use of words. and when i experience such people in such apps, i do often end up sounding very unfriendly. 

macritchie reservoir

have done my walks around the macritchie reservoir over the weekends and there were a few things i noted that i felt were not right...

• people throwing rubbish on the forest floor. i saw tissue paper, mosquito repellent patch covers, plastic bags, food containers, etc. thankfully there were no many, although every piece of rubbish is a piece too many.

• parents pulling out canisters of mosquito repellant and spraying their kids all over so much so that the whole forest trail smelled of the insect repellent for tens of meters after they walk.

• people pasting mosquito repellent patches all over their body and didn't pick them up after the patches drop as they walked.

• people talking loudly, like as though they were in the market. and the people guilty of this are aunties, foreigners (prcs [there're just loads of them!], french, americans, etc).

• people walking with their radio at full blast. and i have heard english, chinese, tamil, etc songs as i walked. 

• parents walking their toddlers on strollers and carrying babies in their arms! wtf! all things being equal, i think there should be some basic safety considerations for the kids.

• people walking in the forest with umbrellas! 'nuf said. doh!

• people feeding wild lives, especially macaques! these macaques feed off the forest trees and fruits and play and important role in dispersing the seeds. by feeding them, they get spoilt and will learn to rely on humans for food. long term damage to the forest ecosystem!

• and many more...

the following are what i thought one should do while walking through the forest...

• appreciate the coolness of the internal micro-environment. frequently, one can actually experience a cold gust of breeze. it's very refreshing!

• enjoy the sounds of nature. you get sounds of birds, cicadas, crickets, all sorts of insects or for the matter, just trees swaying in the breeze. it's really therapeutic.

• being at peace with nature. to simply savour what nature provides - the coolness, the heat, the rain etc.

• savour the occasional encounters with wild animals, insects and what have yous... macaques, butterflies, birds, monitor lizards, etc.

• and while you are at it, enjoy the occasional nice lean bods that run pass you...

temple visits

visited a few temples over the last few days. first, it was the 四马路观音庙 (wateloo street guan yin temple), then it was the 光明山普觉禅诗 (bright hill buddhist temple, and finally the 城隍庙 (arumugam road cheng huang temple). went to the last one twice.

all these temples are special to me, especially the last two. and for reasons unknown, when i knelt down at the bright hill temple, i felt so overwhelmed my tears just flowed. perhaps i had felt stressed and cornered in recent times. but it felt really good to just let the tears flow.

anyway, the last few days of mc had been very restful and it allowed me to just blank off. i do not look forward to going back to work and i do not feel a sense of connection with my work anymore. but it is something i will need to continue to do as i continue to hunt for jobs. it's not a good idea to resign without a job although many a times, i really felt like doing so.

hard on...

i've been having lotsa very weird dreams lately, many of which i cannot recall when i wake up. but there was this one particular dream that i remembered - it was about someone who showed me his hard on... ok, other details i cannot recall. it was kinda weird, cos in the dream, there was this faceless person, and he was wearing a pair of purple trunks. and for some reasons (that i cannot recall), the trunks was pulled down and the person showed me his hard on. that was all i remembered of the dream. hmmm... haha...

and yes, i have been able to sleep very well lately. and i think this was because i do not have any major responsibilities at work now and with this development, all stress disappeared.

donating my back massager

i donated my back spinal support cushion to the elderly rehab center this morning - the one that my late mum attended. decided that the elderly patients there would benefit it more than myself. the last time i visited them was to make a donation in memory of my mum the week after my mum's funeral. it had been almost 8 months and the rawness of her demise was no longer there. every one at the center recognised me and greeted me happily, as they accepted this massager gratefully. felt good to be able to interact with them, although it was for that short moment.

precious mineral water

a small bottle of chilled mineral water may mean nothing to many of us. but to someone who earned little and had to save every cent to send back to his family, such a bottle of mineral water would be a luxury. and it was with this thought that i decided i would get a bangladeshi worker a bottle yesterday to cheer him up.

you see, i had gone to the coffee shop to buy lunch after my cardio appointment yesterday. and after i parked my car, i made my way down the stairs and i came across this bangladeshi labourer sitting on the floor and patching a crack on the wall by the stairwell door. he was so engrossed in patching the crack that he didn't see me approaching. and when i uttered "excuse me", he looked up, a little shock, quickly opened the stairwell door for me and apologised to me for blocking my way. i simply smiled at him, thanked him and proceeded to the coffee shop downstairs. i have always felt thankful to these workers for doing all these little things. things that didn't seemed important, but when put together, made a huge difference to our quality of life.

i decided i should get the bottle of chilled water for him. it felt right, it was a warm day and a chilled bottle of water would be just nice. he was totally surprised when i passed it to him and he accepted it with a broad smile. as i drove off, he stood up and waved goodbye to me, his face grinning broadly, his set of white teeth against his dark complexion was such a huge contrast. his broad smile made my day.

:-)

peeing blood

since the eswl procedure, i had been peeing blood and stone fragments. the kidney (that had been zapped) continued to feel achy. i am currently on antibiotics and given till the end of the week to rest. frankly, i was torn between resting (which, to me, meant lying in bed) and walking. the former is to help the healing of the kidney and the latter is to help manage my back sprain/ ache. in the end, i decided to walk (within my comfort level) and lie down when at home. listen to the body, i told myself. be careful with food intake, balance between resting and exercising and drink lots of water.

walk, walk, walk

ever since i twisted my back last tuesday, i had been doing lots of walking. along east coast, around macritchie reservoir, etc. in fact, my average steps per day increased from about 8-9000 per day to more than 14,000. it was something i needed to do in order to manage the back muscle spasm and it has been a week of good walking. and yesterday, i managed to clock 30,000 steps (equivalent of a half-marathon distance - 21.1km). i had not planned for it other than deciding to take a bus to somewhere faraway for dinner and walk home from there.

(for the record, my journey home started from geylang serai, through haig road, katong shopping center, chinese swimming club, parkway parade, along the whole stretch of east coast park by the beach - starting from parkway parade to nsrcc near changi airport, tanah merah golf course, cross ecp, around changi business park, around sutd, before reaching home... lotsa deep breathing, at times half-meditating, enjoying the moment mindfully and at times singing as i walked, just enjoying the sea breeze)

heart's confirmed ok

i went for my final review with the cardiologist yesterday and was given a clean bill of health (for the heart). all's good to go and there's no requirement to return. but if at any one time, you feel the tightening of your chest again and cannot breath, please call the ambulance ok? the doctor said. 

and with this, i was discharged.

eswl - kidney stones

i went for the eswl procedure to remove the kidney stones 2 days ago.

to recap, 2 kidneys stones were found in my right kidney after i underwent the ct scan last month and i agreed to the doctor's suggestion to have them removed. and to manage my fear of the pain (as experienced in my previous eswl procedure) and hopefully to allow me a better eswl experience this time round, the doctor told me he would administer painkillers before the procedure. and so, with this assurance, i agreed to proceed with it.

time passed fast and i soon found myself walking into the ward for the procedure 2 days ago. everything was smoothly done - registration, admission, allocation of the bed, inserting the plug (ouch!), administering the painkiller, etc. and before i knew it, i was wheeled into the room where the dreaded machine was located (in the radiology department). the radiographer and a doctor (i think) was on site to locate the stone and that was when i was told - mr sim, one of the stone had moved. it is now about 2 (spinal) disc space down into the ureter. the other is still in the kidney. this didn't sound good to me. wtf. does it mean i will have to be zapped twice? i asked.  yes, the doctor said. we will try to break the one in the ureter first and see if we can go for the one in the kidney after that. it will not make sense to target the one in the kidney first cos the fragments will be blocked by the one in the ureter. we'll see how, you might have to come back a second time for the one located in the kidney if the one in the ureter takes a longer time than expected... 

my mind didn't register anything after this last sentence. wtf, wtf, wtf... have to come back again!? it would be nightmare all over again. and this was certainly not what i had bargained for, i thought. in my mind, the excruciating painful experience came back and it dreaded me to have to do this all over again. arghhh... anyway, a staff came in and plugged me to a machine (containing the sedative) and i was given the control to administer the sedative. press it if you cannot stand the pain, she said and left. and the procedure started soon. the all-so-familiar snapping sound of rubber band followed by the piercing sensation on my skin started. i winced at the first snap but got used to it quickly. for some reasons, this time round, the pain that swell inside the body did not occur. the snapping and zapping continued for about 20min and i was still waiting for the excruciating pain to start when the machine stopped. we have cleared the one in the ureter, the radiographer said, much to my pleasant surprise. we'll go for the one in the kidney now... 

before long, and after readjusting the machine, the zapping started again... and whooooooohhh, the whole sensation of pain that swell from inside the body started about 5 minutes into the procedure. i began to have cold sweat and i started wincing. when i finally decided i could not take the pain any further, i pressed onto the control. sedative, sedative, my mind went. whether it was administered or not, i didn't know. all i knew was that i was going through hell, and my eyes kept looking at the timer that was ticking. a minute later, i pressed onto the sedative control again. and again. and again... i didn't care if there was a timer that controlled the administration of the sedative, all i wanted was to relieve myself of the pain. the 5-10minutes seemed to last forever before the pain began to subside. i was sweating profusely by then. 

i was totally spend when the procedure ended and i was wheeled back to the ward. i was given a jug of water. you need to drink as much as you can and pee, before we can discharge you, the nurse said. obediently, i down everything and before long, i needed to pee. i made my way to the toilet and i was half afraid to see what i peed out. the last time i did the eswl, it was pure thick blood that came out and i almost freaked out. i looked up when i felt the piss coming out and it was after a split second before i looked into the toilet bowl. this time round, it was bloodied urine that i discharged and not pure blood. hmmm... and certainly, i felt a wee bit of sandy sensation as i peed. yup, that must be the broken fragments of the stones, i told myself.

i was discharged soon and given hospitalisation leave till the end of the week. i am now resting at home and i have been drinking like a buffalo for the last 2 days. certainly felt good to be rid of kidney stones. the review will be in mid-sep. hopefully, i'll be given an all clear and there's no requirement to head back again.

alice through the looking glass

watched this show over the weekend and despite some negative reviews, i actually thought it was rather nice and entertaining. such beautiful colours and make ups (although frankly, i was a little overwhelmed by johnny depp's face). the show had so many twists and turns, made especially so with the whole concept of time travel, that it made it the show very fun and exciting to watch. it was certainly a treat to be able to watch the young (and younger) characters of the show as alice made her way back in time, again and again. and yes, one thing came across clearly - that whatever you do, you can never change the past... well, at least that was the case for alice. shan't write further, go watch. and don't fall asleep. you need to be fully awake to follow the show.

:-)

repricing

time flies. my 2-year lock in period for my home loan is almost up and it is time to do a repricing. have asked for a quote. and i have also made a partial pre-payment to bring down the loan amount. in the current volatile market, it made sense to commit cash to clear some outstanding loan instead of investing them. avoiding interest payments is, in a way, the same as investments and certainly less stressful than committing them into investments. 

aim to clear my home loan liability by the time i hit 55 years old, if not earlier.

disappointment?

been 3 weeks since the interview with the top person of the mnc and just when i thought a job offer's gonna come, the headhuner called. we are so sorry... everyone is pushing for you, but the big boss has asked to look for someone local (from his country). so, please give them a little more time to try to convince the big boss. and when i asked for the reasons why the sudden change in mind, the headhunter couldn't answer. but i was assured tbat it was not becos of me. hmmm...

frankly, after being turned down by 3 big companies previously, i have learned to calibrate my expectations. so for this one, it looked like i have to wait a little longer. and as my ex-boss shared, this probably gave me an insight into the decision-making process of the company - just as i had been pre-empted by my friends before.

but well, i am not gonna let this hold me up. will continue to look for and apply other jobs. 

craziness

so many unthinkable things happened in the recent few weeks. so much so that i think the world is going crazy... here's just a few of them (not in chronological order):

• gorilla got killed after "playing" with kid in the states. damned the parents who didn't keep a close watch on the child. they should be the ones to be blamed in the first place. poor gorilla. 

• newly-appointed president encouraging killing of (alleged) drug pushers in philippines. and the latest i read was that it is getting out of control. wtf.

• politicians who championed "exit" but resigned almost immediately after brexit in uk. it's no different to stirring shit and run away (and yeah, i even read about trump entertaining the idea of not taking up the post if, a big if, he wins the election).

• child drowned after being dragged into water by crocodile in orlando. sad case. but once again, why did the parents allow the child to enter the water in the evening in the first place. very sad case.

• mother (and boyfriend) tortured 2-year old son to death in singapore. incomprehensible. reading about the things they did to the child made me feel so totally sick in the stomach.

• (closeted gay) man stormed and kill 49 and injured 53 in orlando. too many theories about why the man did what he did, but certainly, this is really outrageous.

• ailing king underwent op to drain water off his brain in bangkok. poor king has been sick for quite a few years. do really pray that he can recover. he is an old person and i dread the day i will have to say goodbye to him (even though he is not my king). he is one elder that many in the region deeply respects, not just in thailand.

• black sniper sniped 5 white policemen in the states. wtf, right?

• terrorist throwing grenades in kuala lumpur. first case of is-motivated attack in malaysia. too close to home.

• bombings at sacred sites in the holy land. so much for branding themselves are jihadists, fighting for islam. these are terrorists/ murderers who know no respects for islam. 

• crazy president launching missiles in prk. he is obese. he is insecure. he models himself after his grandfather. he removes and kills people whom he feels is in his way. crazy alright.

• son raped biological mother in singapore. what????!!! he's no different from an animal!

• father raped step-daughter in singapore. what what???!!! another person who's no different from an animal.

• white policeman kill black in dallas. too many of such incidents. someone need to stop this. 

• violent clashes in france. football mania? overzealous fans? to me, it is just pure hooliganism. period.

• bank robbery in singapore. a first after 2 decades. and to think the caucasian suspect only got away with $30,000. he must be crazy not to take more! heh... 

• train bombing in taipei. for some reasons, people like to bomb trains... well in singapore, news about trains have never about such incidents. think our security has been tight so far. here, to get trains into the headlines, no one need to do anything, the trains breakdown by itself.

• brexit. the name itself is crazy enough.

and these are just some of the headlines over the last month.

crazy right?

flu-???

i had a back sprain yesterday and visited the clinic. during registration, the counter assistant asked if i was allergic to any medication, to which i answered "fluvoxamine". instantly, she asked again "what?" and i repeated it... minutes later, my number was called and i entered the consultation room. the doctor greeted me and the first question he asked, looking a little confused, was: how come you are allergic to flu vaccines?

haha...

the legend of tarzan

it's actually quite funny to watch tarzan and jane dance and have sex. haha... i am still giggling in my head as i type this. you see, as a practice, i would post the trailers of movies i've watched in this blog and it was no different this time round. but when i cheekily googled for "naked tarzan", quite a few links appeared. there were bollywood versions where tarzan and jane sang hindi songs, danced around trees (what else right?) and frolicked by the beach - the indian jane wearing bright red flowing gown (!!!) while the tarzan donned his loin cloths! haha... and of course, there were porn versions and yours truly here decided to check them out too. and as to be expected, there were lots of sex scenes. but what tickled me most was the scene the depicted tarzan saving jane, who had apparently gone unconscious from a fall, and how he sniffed and explored her body. very animalistic (as to be expected) and very funny, to a large part, due to the stiff (no pun intended) acting. then again, almost all porn actors cannot act. and of cos, as in all porn, the porn-tarzan was superbly well-endowed and the porn-jane was such a cock-hungry person ("slut" would be a better word although it sounded downright crude)... ok, i am drifting away from my post.

well, i watched the show on friday night. it was indeed an entertaining show. the lead actor who played tarzan, alexander skarsgårdand, played the role very well. and the storyline stuck quite close to that as depicted by edgar rice burroughs, at least for the early years of tarzan. overall, i enjoyed the show and how it depicted tartan's relationship with the people of congo as well as the jungle and its inhabitants and, more specifically, his ape brothers. thought the cgi effects were rather well done too. as for the brick backs, there were many but hey, let's not dwell too much on these. it's a show and is meant to entertain right? and oh, since i spoke about how well endowed the porn tarzan was, in comparison, the tarzan in the show seemed rather... erm... emasculated. he was obviously freeballing but there was just simply no faint sign of any bulge down there. darned, my gay-side talking again. haha... ok, that'll be another discussion altogether. 

ps: porn-tarzan and porn-jane sounded almost thai... haha