M STANDS FOR MARANELLO.
Welcome back again to your favourite blogging channel. And this week's letterage is Maranello (as specified above) mainly after the super-sexy Ferrari 575M Maranello. Modificato indeed. All this classy~crazy business began after I watched reruns of the romantic comedy starring Nicholas Cage and Te'a Leoni entitled The Family Man nonetheless on Netframe TV. The result? A week of soul-searching and me sat here typing this blog listening to a donna e mobile rigoletto sung none other by Luciano Pavarotti himself. Now, on the verge of getting to the crossroads also known as a breakdown (I doubt the nervousness of the whole fiasco) and manically thinking of methods for an attempt on a hostile takeover of Ms. Leoni away from Mr.Duchovny... well, sub consciously of course. The news this week...
M ALSO STANDS FOR METERS..
As scheduled last week, twin meters can now be found on the dashboard; a fitting vehicular birthday gift to myself perhaps, and although it took a rather tiring day and some creativity I reassure myself everytime I glance at them that the outcome is quite satisfactory.
SIX EPISODES OF SMALLVILLE...
and tons of cigarettes and water (a staple diet) make to a fun-filled day of Lana Lang, Lois Lane and that rather sex-foxy Claire Forlani looking girl that makes life all that more fulfilling. Lex Luthor is still the style guru in my book, though you can't help but notice that he's become a tad bit more evil.
A TRIP TO WAL ART..
The art gallery excursion is scheduled sometime this week and as usual I have missed the week's (well last week's) field trip to the museum. Art appreciation indeed.
LOVE AND AFFAIRS.
It's been a rather weird month in this respect, and as usual I have not obtained any of the above, but in fact have seen a different light (as I always do) in many different perspectives of past-problems.
NELSON CHOW.
I have finally gotten hold of a certain movie I've been scouring the earth for this past decade or so starring Chow Yuen Fatt and while I am quite happy getting it, the truimphance isn't as epic as I thought it would be. But it sure brings back undescribably fond childhood memories.
PLANES, AUTOMOBILES AND WOMEN.
None of them are actually interconnected, but once those become an individual's trump card, the result is rather explosive. In a good way. Speed, excitement and class. These are the fundamentals of a lifestyle many dream of, but few achieve. Could the road less travelled be because it is an exclusive one? Think about it.
