Challenging Times

It's the time of the year when Orange folks get the most physical - Company Sports Day! This year, the company, in recognition of the fact that her employees multitask, has decided to conduct some kinda mini biathlon, 3.8km of running followed by 8km of cycling. It proved to be nothing to the staff, who juggle multiple portfolios on a daily basis anyway. Here's how it went....













Training, with some...errr.... 'accessories'.


Behind the banner in front. I mean banner in front of behind. Actually, behinds in front of banner.







Prison Break? Naaah....just the route.

Pweeety Suppworters Woh.....

Not-so-pweety officials, but check out the strategic placement of the two on the extreme left.

Pweety prizes.......the trophies I mean.





































Waiting at the starting line....from the time when photos were black-and-white, till when they came in colour.










It's overrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Look at what multi-tasking does to you!

No prizes for guessing who's who

Too young-looking, too studious and not Ah Beng enough, but you couldn't be an employee of the Orange if you didn't know who this is.

The green dress gives it away, really, but the face looks...too kind. Not that she wasn't kind in real life, but it's hard to make that out through all the shouting and screaming

Would this be what she might have looked like in her younger days? Which, I might add, probably happened sometime before World War II.

New kids on the block

The Orange has the unique, if somewhat questionable, quality of bringing people together. Whether it's because of the numerous late nights, screen checks, team meetings or clandestine get-togethers in a cubicle with arms around each other and moist lips poised to...ok that would be half a step too far, so let's just say...they aren't the first, and they certainly wouldn't be the last. Presenting the latest in the Orange assembly line of fine couplings:

The intrepid photographer (and sometime cherry eater and/or lover) Markarazzi and his latest acquisition muse - Jacq, woman who owns seven cats. Or was it nine?

Twilight time

Glimpses of the evening sky, in such dramatic and breathtaking shades ... even if viewed from the confines of the Orange. Standing there by the window, soaking in the visual splendour is a blessing from Heaven, just like listening to the sweet girlish laughter of one's favourite Top 5 gal, some cubicles away. Sigh ... so close, yet so far away.

The beautiful sunset, I meant.

To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.

- William blake

Wembley calling

The dream is alive: the boys at Wembley Stadium, England

Succincte to Extinct

The comet has finally crashed into planet Orange, sending it into a chilling morbidity, with only a few hardy organisms still remaining to survive in the harsh climate of freezing subzero temperatures and a crushing perennial darkness, devoid of the radiance of beautiful ladies.

Yes, it's sadly true, the male editor species is soon to be very dead and very extinct from the Orange ecosystem. All will be wiped out and fossilized, only to be later on unearthed many light years away, by some Lara Croft-like Tomb Raider ...

All male editors will perish, all except this resilient and resourceful dinosaur (in more ways than one) of an editor, who will live long and prosper ... to become ... Lord of the Jungle. Here it is ... the B-Rex.

Lunch Lizard: The B-Rex is a naturally designed lean mean editing machine, with no known predators. It also has a thick hide(skin) that can withstand cold shoulders and icy stares. It flicks out its tongue to scan its surroundings and to pick up the scent of honeyz, its favourite diet. The B-Rex is a solitary dinosaur that only hooks up to mate with another B-Rex, and is very territorial.

The only other fierce creature that could pose a serious threat to B-Rex's life and limb, is the gigantic ape from Sabah ...

KING BONG

Black to the future

Markorat spent his day off yesterday hanging out with the hot babes at Sentosa beach, in his signature fluoro green man thong.

Actually, that's nonsense.

Markorat spent his day off yesterday visiting former oranges at Blacktopia, and proceeded to enjoy a yummy lunch and hearty fellowship with them at Blu Jaz cafe.

A scenic scene: You would be forgiven for falsely thinking that this is a holiday resort somewhere in Dubai. It's actually the entrance of Blacktopia. What an oasis! Only the peeps clad in white collar attire give it away as a workplace.

Soaring ambition: Watching the DHL balloon go up up and away, from a shady spot in Blacktopia

ART-chitecture: What lovely Art Deco murals on the walls

Tower of strength: Blacktopia from the ground up, standing tall and mighty
under the midday sun - a citadel of shining corporate citizenship

The bold and the bronzed: Hey Winston Churchill, how's it going? Bronzed figures of historical men of greatness stand steadfast along the entrance area

On golden wings: A resplendent gold sculpture of a Japanese crane in full flight, much like the careers of the Blacktopians, perhaps

Food for thoughts: Markorat, RC, PJ, BH and MV tucking in at Blu Jaz cafe

Spellbinding

MN, ES(now Mrs F), MV
- The Charmed Ones aka GFPT -

Charmed is an Orange television series that ran for eight seasons. It was produced by G Spot Productions and is about three sisters who are the world's most powerful good witches, known throughout the supernatural community as "The Charmed Ones" but known to everyone else as the GFPT.

Each sister possesses unique magical powers that grow and evolve over the course of their lives. The Charmed Ones live together in an orange manor and use their supernatural abilities to battle the warlocks, demons and other evil forces that populate The Orange.

A central theme throughout the show's run is the sisters' struggle to balance their normal lives with their supernatural responsibilities.

The burden of keeping their destinies a secret from management has repeatedly created tensions in their friendships and romantic relationships.

Only a few know their secret and help them on a regular basis.

Cut n paste action figure

All things great in life have sequels and special editions - Hollywood blockbusters, director's cut edition of classic movies, never before released songs from musicians, Ipods, Playstations, Motorola RED handphones etc..

So I figured, why should paparazzing be any different?

In preparation for my imminent departure from the Orange, I have been doing a housekeeping of my massive archive of 'razzing and have decided to release, over the coming weeks, exclusive snapshots and videos that have never been released to the general Orange viewing audience.
The penultimate post and coup de grace from moi will of course be a dedication and celebration of my number 1 lady from my top 5 list.

So, to kick off this campaign of nostalgia and reminiscence, I present CTZ. These photo concepts will, in some form, present him as who he really is - a larger than life cut out action figure. The CTZ cut out concept was done on 15 Feb this year, when CTZ was not in Orange, cos he was nursing a massive hangover from one of his usual massive drinking weekends.

Everyone and anyone who had some connection with him, work wise that is, was coming up to me, asking where the devil was CTZ. By lunchtime, I had grown tired of playing secretary, so I decided to place cut outs of CTZ around the Orange.

Many an orange had a blast laughing their knickers off, well almost.

Good on you CTZ, you were truly quite a personality!

Orange Dilbert

On behalf of MN...enjoy!

Palawan Beach, Sentosa

The beach outing at Sentosa was simply, fantastically, fun! The Captain struggles to remember the last time he had such good, clean, unadulterated fun. Well, perhaps the Captain has been living under a rock for too long...

Anyway, this is about the fun...too many words will spoil the post. Or to mention one of the seemingly endless (mis)quotes from IL, one might say "Too many people will kill the cook". He meant to say "Too many cooks spoil the broth". Yet another gem from IL...

The star of the show was undoubtedly our very own Borat, but better than him perhaps, the one and only mighty Markorat!

Markorat starts the show with what will be a trademark pose from now on...

Laddette, looking nice and tanned

The arrival of MV and KN

Settling in and checking out the scene

My, aren't they lovely...

Markorat with one of his fans

KN, in an orange top which obviously signifies her undying allegiance for the orange building (because we all know how much she loves it, eh) and the Markorat fan

Markorat and KN

Queen of Bollywood and Markorat

Markorat is really busy today, posing with fans, some of whom really wear the skimpiest of outfits...c'mon give the rest of us lesser men a chance with them laydeeez!

Boy, Markorat is hot...if only the Captain were as popular with the gals

Ah yes...laddette shows off her silky football skills

MV matches that with a sweet right foot...

You know, if you're under a mistletoe, you have to kiss...but what if you're under a coconut tree?


3 chicks auditioning to be the next Bond gal, with BB as the new B*n "Don't call me uncle" Bond. My money's on laddette to make it...and MV to play the traditional villainess with a incredibly suggestive name like "Pussy Galore". KN will have a cameo role somewhere as a waitress in some chinese restaurant :-p

Chillin' out...

AAR and RC join the party...

Playing "monkey" in the water...NT tries to tackle DD

Erm...NT's hand looks like it's reaching into KN

MS shows off her ball catching skills...and her thighs.

I'm sure there must be some reason for this photo...maybe it's got to do with the fact that RC has a major crush on XQ. I only said maybe hor...


Getting ready for charades. The Captain, personally, isn't a fan of this game, because he sucks at it big-time.

Isl*n* is actually E.T and he wants to phone home?

I like how MV can be so childlike and innocent at times, yet exude that womanly appeal


Err...need I say anything more about this pic? Must ask designer to crop the photo so that these two are closer together....

The gals fawn over BB's son...

XQ displays style and panache when handling a frisbee...it's clear that she plays frisbee pretty often.

Watch out, naked man walking!

One can imagine how BB was like when he was his son's age...son looks just like father!


Markorat being interviewed by one of the reporters from Orange Daily. "So what do you do in your spare time?" "What are your favourite foods?" "There's a rumour that you and XX were seen leaving the editorial storeroom together, hair dishevelled, clothes unbuttoned and all. Care to explain?"

The Markorat fan club just keeps getting bigger and bigger...

Never a moment of rest for him....

Markorat, prepping the ladies for a photo. "C'mon ladies, get into position quickly..I've to get a mani pedi and go for an oil massage soon!"

Fantastic...he truly is a star

The other star of the show was of course BB's son.

What a meaty display.

The sandcastles that BB's son made...

The megawatt smile that never wavers

BB and Markorat

Cool, staring off into the distance pose

From one extreme to the next...skimpily clothed and now fully dressed

Markorat plays frisky frisbee with his fans

Calm and composed as he waits for the frisbee to reach him

XQ is quite a picture, striking an elegant pose as she deftly tosses the frisbee

Meanwhile, NT decides to advance his tender age by several years by playing surrogate father to BB's son

Aww...ain't he just the cutest

People might mistake NT as the bald baddie trying to kidnap some poor kid

Ah, kids...sometimes, you never want them to grow up...you want them cute and small for as long as possible

After the beach, some of us adjourned to Holland V for dinner and a drink...

NT looks scary

"I'll be your wingman anytime, bro!"

Dangerous D*ve and Bodylicious B**n Hw**

KN and BH

Markorat just can't get enough of that thumbs-up pose

The 3 Shaolin Monks

Are they long-lost brothers?

Markorat has quite a range of facial expressions, some of which give him a debonair look...the kind of devil-may-care attitude


Till the next beach outing...