It’s been a while since I blogged about Snoop, my American Staffordshire Terrier cross. This time I thought I’d highlight some of things that Snoop likes to do besides his #1 favourite pastime of running around.
He likes chewing on things that he finds in the backyard. Like my neighbour’s kids’ tennis balls.
He likes lying down outside.
He likes lying down inside.
He likes eating fruit, like bananas and rockmelon.
Summer music festivals make summer worthwhile
I’m a middle of the road person when it comes to the seasons. I don’t like the cold and I don’t like the heat. Though if you ask me to choose between the two extremes, I’d rather be cold than hot.
I don’t like the humidity. I don’t like sweating. I don’t like chafing underwear. I don’t like that sticky and lethargic feeling at the end of the day. I don’t like the annoying flies that fly into your mouth and ears. But summer also means summer music festivals.
The day would always start with clear skies.
And you can feel the buzz in the air from the crowds.
Once you get in, you are surrounded by masses of people.
Who are all out to have drinks and be merry.
And because it’s summer, the hot chicks will be out in their summer dresses.
As you watch the sun set, you can feel the river breeze cool you down.
Yes, at the end of any of these music festivals I’d be hot, sticky and feeling worn out. Exactly the things which I don’t like summer for, but all of the above make it all very worthwhile. 
Dinner was at the Pasar Malam, or “night market” event at Curtin University. Lots of yummy Malaysian/Singaporean street food, lots of people and lots of fun.
At around 9:30pm we headed to Northbridge for bubble tea and karaoke at Utopia. Karaoke is not usually my idea of a night out. But with copious amounts of alcohol …
Above average singers in the group …
We all managed to have fun during the five hours (!!!) that we were there. I even belted out a few songs that I used to sing at karaoke back in my uni days. Ooooold school flavour!
After that we walked around Northbridge …
Making our way to the carpark, and to home.
One thing that I realised on the night was that no matter how drunk men get, we will never be as in tune to the sentimentality of a song as women are. It’s all fun and games, and happy happy joy joy until someone picks a sad long song to sing to. Heheh.
It’s really quite fascinating to observe. And it is one of many reasons why I love them so much. Women that is. 
p.s. This is the quality of the iPhone’s camera, ie. not so good unless there’s lots of light.
Blur ting thinks that I’m a brilliant blogger. She said,
An animal lover, Mooiness is also a party animal (on weekends only) who blogs brilliantly about the night life in Australia and his admiration for babes.
Why thank you very much! Erm yeah I always have a problem with such high praise. I only hope that I don’t suck from hereon. Heh.
But yeah she’s right on all counts. I have a pet staffordshire-terrier cross called “Snoop” whom I love running and playing with.
I’m a caffeine …
fueled clubber …
who likes partying with the ladies.
Last week I had blogged about my approval of the new Mother energy drink. The next morning, I received a nice email from the PR rep handling the product.
I replied with a “Hell yeah! Send me some free stuff!”
A week later, a non-descript box landed on my doorstep. It felt heavy and I could hear the clanking of metallic cans. Awesome.
Inside it were 9 cans of Mother, a letter with a crushed can of the old Mother, and a mysterious looking piece of brown plastic.
What was it? This! Bullsballs.com! Balls to drink Mother? I has them!
Oh and this is how big a 500mL can looks in my hands. Yes I’ve got small hands, but it’s still a big 500mL can of caffeine and sugary, artificial fruit juice goodness! Yeaaaah boyyyyy!
Yeah I know - I’m doing exactly what the PR company had wanted me to do. Send me some free stuff, watch me blog it, and get some cheap publicity and advertising. But hey, I got free merchandise too so it’s a win-win situation. Besides, I wouldn’t say I like drinking the stuff if I didn’t. And yeah, Converse and Adidas? I like your stuff too.
And so, being the good corporate shill that I am, I interrupt this post with some words from our sponsor.
Personally, they should have just sent me some of that old Mother instead of crushing them. But hey, this is the price of progress! Thanks again Stuart!
Spotted outside my local K-Mart.
I can see how this grammatical error could have been made. The train of thought probably went like this:
Yeah, you’d get caught, then you’d go to court … so yeah, don’t get court!
Spell-check won’t have picked it up either since it’s spelt correctly. And I guess in this context, people can understand it anyway. But still. Heheh.
The other day I brought Snoop to the vet for his annual vaccinations. The cute and petite brunette veterinary nurse working there came out to the waiting room to greet us. But of course, the main reason was Snoop. How do I know? I said, “Good morning”, and she gave me the briefest of nods before quickly petting Snoop and cooing to him, “Are you a good boy? Who’s a good boy? Who? You are! Yes, you are!”
I should look on the bright side. I would not even have the chance to interact with a cute veterinary nurse if I didn’t have Snoop. Them’s the breaks. And you can’t deny his good looks.
