friday

CSI:Miami; episode title, High Octane

The producers of CSI:Miami know how to make an unforgettable episode of car stunts gone wrong: use a shake your moneymaker song in the beginning and end the first chapter with a high-tension string decapitating a human head.

picture taken from cbs.com. the murder weapon

Synopsis from www.csifiles.com:

"When a man is decapitated while doing a daring stunt with his car, the team suspects that it was more than just an accident. During evidence collection, the CSIs enter the world of 'sideshows,' where kids gather in tricked-out cars, mostly stolen, performing dangerous stunts. However, when Horatio discovers that the victim's car's hydraulics where tampered with, he detects that the accident may be been staged as a diversion to a more serious, yet lucrative, crime."

Granted, I watched it on the eve of the physics paper. The episode DID mention the hydraulic system, though-the one that works based on Pascal's Principle, LOL.

I thought this episode was one of the best of this season, other than last week's. Last week's one was the crazy episode where Horatio had to act cool, drive what looked like a Hummer to the beach and walk away when it combusted, saying "Burn, baby burn,".
Talk about drama, haha. First and foremost, I am not a supportor of cars and drifting, but you know CSI:Miami-they make everything look cool.

However I find it adorable that Ryan Wolfe had to ask
"What's drifting?"
Oh yeah. Like a CSI doesn't know that. In Miami sumore, where all the cool edgy cases happen.

Well, the only drifting scenes were in the beginning. I thought they looked too high-class. There were lots of cam phones too.

I also noted that in this episode, Ryan toned down his fashion sense by wearing a normal sweater on the outside while Eric was wearing what looked like Ryan's clothes: the dress shirt and that expensive-looking dinner jacket. It was very obvious that they wore each other's clothes.

Luckily in this episode, Calleigh decided to ditch her bright-coloured clothes for more sensible, toned-down ones.

High Octane also used a lot of funny gangsta-rap songs. You know the song that goes They try to catch me dirty or something like that? It was also used in this episode. I was laughing my butt off when I heard it.

The decapitation was interesting. Apparently, the murderer used a handphone controlled device to activate the hydraulic system normally used to pimp or pump up a car.

picture taken from cbs.com
The car was raised from 6 inches off the ground to 17 inches, a considerable amount. The height caused the victim to be in contact with a high tension cable with mentol bulbs on it from a fair. So how did the victim's head got out of the car, you asked?

Well, the victim was doing a stunt they call Jack-in-the-box. He sat on the sunroof of the car with his feet steering the wheels. Basically he was avoiding all the cables pretty well but the heightened height at the end disabled him to do so.

There was this character called Luke Baylor in this ep and he's very good looking. Apparently the actor was also in Material Girls, the movie with Hilary and Haylie Duff. Here's his page: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1324844/ and this is how he looks like:

picture from imdb.com. looks a bit like michael buble.

Khadi told me there's a place in Section 14 selling religious paraphelia (however you call it lah) and I thought of: Buddha statues and incense sticks. LOL, then she told me that they sold Christian stuff 'cos the woman in a picture of the article was wearing a Psalm 23 t-shirt. Anyway, Khadi, if you're reading this, whatever it is that you and D wanted to buy for me I say go ahead and buy it but personally I prefer a bible. But hey, it's the thought that counts, right? Ahahaha.

Happy birthday Janielle!

valley mayhem

Stay positive and do not listen to leaks!

transition elements, amy winehouse's back to black

In life, we should be like transition elements.

Among the physical properties of transition elements are they are good conductors of electricity and heat. We should learn to conduct these things as they are critical for life.

Besides that transition elements can form colored compounds. We should be colorful to attract the attention of other people, especially future clients of our future law firms.

Transition elements can also form complex ions. In life we should be complex to confuse our enemies. Among the complex ions transition elements can form are potassium hexacyannoferrate (II) and (III).
Also remember that transition elements have variable (many) oxidation numbers, like copper which can be copper (II) and (III). [2+ and 3+] Therefore we should also learn to be like that, that is to have multiple personalities. If having multiple personalities scare you, you should be a Jack of all trades, as that is what transition elements are too.

Not only are transition elements used as crystals due to their color(amethyst, ruby, etc) they are also used as catalysts, like iron powder and platinum. Now, you may be asking why should we be like catalysts? Well, being a catalyst in life enables us to help others to be the best they can be without compromising on the quality of our own life.
Transition elements can be found in groups 3 to 12 in the periodic table.


picture taken at berjaya times square
Happy belated birthday Bawanie Rachel!
"Don't tell me your house there no CC ah?"-that guy's line will forever be embedded in our memories. Not so much his name though. Sad.
Matthew 16:24
Then Jesus said to his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross and follow me,"


Amy Winehouse's Back To Black gets an 8.7/10 from me. There are almost no bad songs here, and the msot teruk thing from this album is it might not be a hit among teenagers. Plus, I'm not a big fan of Wake Up Alone. Anyway...

Among the songs I thought stood out was Tears Dry Up on Their Own-it sounds very old, very grandiose too in its own style. It reminds me of Ain't No Mountain High Enough for some reason-maybe it's the way the song leads up to the chorus!
He Can Only Hold Her is a great end to a musically interesting album.
*standing ovation*

There was a post a few weeks back with only a picture of Gym Class Heroes. Remember that? Well, we didn't get to go to SINGFEST but we, I mean SHE got the GCH album, As Mean As School Children.

I've listened to it, and it's nothing to shout about 'cos I don't like that genre (rap/hip hop/whatever) but I find the Sloppy Love Jingle Parts 1, 2 and 3 very funny-it's like a stand up comedy, except it's all rap.
Thank you Hitz FM for spoiling my sister.

By the way, speaking of sisters, I've just dropped by Siti Sarah (Khadijah's sister)'s blog, and I must say she sure loves her big sister a lot! There's even a link to Khadi's friends on her blog! Wishful thinking, but what would I not give for my sister to treat me better.

Going once, going twice...!

Among all the stories I've read through the e-mails I've gotten, this one probably makes the most sense.

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.


When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.


About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.


He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package. 'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'


The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'


The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.


The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.


On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. 'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son.. Who will bid for this picture?'


There was silence.


Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings...Skip this one.'


But the auctioneer persisted. 'Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'



Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!'



But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?'



Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the long-time gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting.' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.


'We have $10, who will bid $20?'


'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'


'$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?'


The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.


The auctioneer pounded the gavel. 'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'

A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!'

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.'


'What about the paintings?'



'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings. The man who took the son gets everything!'




God gave His son 2,000 years ago to die on the cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: 'The son, the son, who'll take the son?'




Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything.

trials begin on monday

picture taken from amazon.com. doesn't she look like The Thinker here?

I'm listening to Amy Winehouse (yes, the drug addict slash singer)'s latest album, Back To Black.
My sister got this album from a contest. She has a blog too, and I didn't know that.

Anyway...Amy Winehouse is a talented singer-her music speaks for herself. However so does her attitude. Cherylyn says:

yeah... i read somewhere she's kinda cuckoo

I have yet to go through the whole album. It starts with Rehab. The one on radio is the entertaining one with Jay-Z. Seriously, doesn't it sound entertaining? It's like drama on radio. The Rehab version on Back To Black doesn't have Jay-Z's rap in it.

One song that I've heard and like is You Know I'm No Good. The beat sounds like a rainy day even more than Umbrella's beat. Overall it has a soulful taste to it, like the whole album (according to a review). The basses and trumpets also sound like they work together very well here. The trumpets add some very high-class emo style to the song. I think this song should have been called Trouble, but YKING is a nice title too. Here's an excerpt of the lyrics:

Then you notice likkle carpet burn,
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it's the worst,
Who truly stuck the knife in first

What does "likkle" mean?

There's also a song on the album called Back To Black. I've seen the music video-it's all black and white. Here's the dramatic lyrics:

I die a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to black

This is not that kind of song you'd expect to hear on Hitz FM, but it's definitely one of the best songs on the CD. Very emotional and musically inclined too, not like the kind of things you teenagers listen to these days-I mean, how can you all put up with songs like "This Is Why I'm Hot"? What's so hot about Mims I don't know but I know that song is WEEEEEEEEIRD.


I went to U-Mae's birthday party last Saturday. It was fun and tasty (the food lah doink). Today's her birthday.
I still remember one of your birthdays-was it the sixth or the fifth?-when you had this enourmous pink Barbie doll birthday cake which stood on its own. The dress was soo frilly. And pink.

HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY U-MAE!
(sorry i can't make the words flash/blink/change color/pink)



-gosh, she's going back to black too-

kemerdekaan itu kebebasan

Picture taken from zlwin.blogspot.com
(jubilee celebration at Grace)

today's tuesday

It was not yet six pm, but a long line of people were already queing up for the food. They received the styrofoam box placed in their hand and walked down the corridor in an orderly manner.

First, rice was piled into the box. Then a spoonful of hot curry covered the rice. A packet of Nesvita is given out along with a straw and finally there were the bananas and the biscuits.

The surrounding was definitely different from Klang, I must say. The tarred road, which leads to a dead end is covered with grime and dust. The tall buildings all around gave all of its shadows to the road and the five feet corridors. Success may lie in the buildings but who should know what came together with the success?
The people were different, too, but no more different than you and I. Some were old and bent doubled by age, a few still had traces of youthful energy in them. Still others owned lines of age on their faces.

I'm sure all of them had a different story to tell. Abusive husband, maybe. Quarelling parents, irresponsible children. Broken hearts and healing bone fractures. Radiotherapy and rats.

The cardboard in the old man's hand maybe his bed. Beg besar yang berwarna biru itu munking mengandungi seluruh kehidupan wanita yang tua itu. Ada antara mereka yang berjalan terencot-encot. Segelintir pula mempunyai tangan yang tidak boleh berhenti terketar-ketar, bagaikan penyakit yang mengombak badan mereka menetap di sana sejak mereka belia seperti kita.

Ramai yang berbudi bahasa, langsung berbeza dengan rakyat Klang. Mereka mengucap "Terima kasih" dan "Bye" apabila kami memberi senyuman yang kecil. Satu tindakan yang sopan yang mampu menyentuh hati seseorang, walaupun perkataan tersebut disebut seperti bisikan.

Meskipun saya tidak tinggal di tepi jalan seperti mereka, I still wonder about their living conditions and why they put up with it. There are shelters and such, but I guess they do not want to give up living as they are now.

There is One who looks at all of us all the time. Our every step we make is watched, every word spoken. He is the one who loves us, the one who, as Raoul sings in Phantom of the Opera, "will guard and guide".

"...he restores my soul"

"it's called thinking ahead"-HAHAHAHA right.....

The title itself sounds shallow. Well, I got tagged by (in order. Man, I'm taggable. Ignore the egoism): U-Mae, Iona, Khadijah and Cherylyn.

Rules:
1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.

My perfect lover has to be male. 'Nuff said.

1. I notice that almost none of the girls who did this put in this point, but the first criteria for me is he has to love me.

2. U-Mae said: a family man. My perfect lover has to be a Jesus man. I don't really mind about anything else, but the thing that I look out for is that he has to be a follower of Jesus Christ.
He has to know his priorities, and know who he's living for. If he can memorise scriptures, that'll be a bonus point. LOL. He has to be on fire for God and should be willing to be a matyr. We should be like iron sharpen iron.
However, if he's a free thinker, I'll introduce him to Jesus.

3. He has to be intelligent.
By intelligent I mean, he knows who he is: a God-fearing person who detests smoking, drinking, malice, slander, gossip and injustice. Intelligent also means that he should keep a calender for my PMS outbursts. HAHAHAHAHA. Also, intelligent means he has to be honest. Honesty is the best policy because I cannot tahan people who try to hide things. Musical-can play a music instrument.
Anyway, intelligence is subjetive.

4. He has to be environmentally-friendly
Prefarably bio-degradable and drives a smart car.

5. He has to know how to do the housework
Well, the least he should know is cooking and ironing the clothes ('cos that's what my dad does at home). It would be nice if he can cook something other than fried eggs and Maggi/Mamee/Cintan Mee.

6. HE CANNOT BE ADDICTED TO FOOTBALL.
The perfect lover CANNOT BE ADDICTED TO FOOTBALL. Instead, he should be addicted to Formula One, dart, tennis or Formula Two.

7. He has to have my father's qualities
All the good qualities of my father lah, like cooking, has a sense of humor, friendly and outgoing, and like Pastor John says, COURAGEOUS! He definately has to be courageous! I cannot tahan people who are so quiet. Memang tak boleh tahan, my hand will itch like want to slap them. But he cannot be TOO loud until it comes to a point of being annoying. Then I will slap him too. My father also likes to eat, so he has to be willing to try all kinds of food. He should eat those food with me and not worry about my weight.
But he cannot ever ever ever touch beer or cigarettes.

8. WE HAVE TO BE BEST FRIENDS.
You know how they say you shouldn't marry your best friends? I say friendship is the essence that keeps a marriage together. Therefore, my perfect lover has to already be a friend I know. I wouldn't want to get married to my crush-it would mean sweaty hands, fast heart beat and twitchy eye (haha) all the time. Can you imagine that? That would suck SO MUCH.
(nudge nudge wink wink)
It's like the title to this picture I found on Flickr:
It Is Not A Lack Of Love, But A Lack Of Friendship That Makes Unhappy Marriages

(taken from http://www.flickr.com/photos/journeytonowhere/)
When I say we have to be friends, it means that he can stand my disgusting habits all the time and be tolerant, even adore my scream. JK.


Of course, there's no such thing as a perfect lover. And if you notice, I added in more than 8 criterias. I just made it up as I did it, except numbers 1 to 4.
1. Anyway, I would like to tag Bawanie but she already got tagged.
2. I don't feel like tagging anyone else, but since this blogger called Gwen has been commenting a lot, I guess I should tag her.
3. I would like to tag my sister but she doesn't have a blog and she's too young to do these kind of tags.
4. Also, I want to tag my future other half but since I don't know who that is, I guess I would be wasting my time trying to tag people.

Selain itu, I wonder what U-Mae and Iona thinks of this list now that they've seen it.

"all mamaks are called Joe"-JJ & Rudy

Since I couldn't find anything REMOTELY "Malaysian" other than the choir pictures.
This was taken at Pangkor.

Anyway, I'm here to look patriotic for this Friday.
Why do I love Malaysia so much? Charmaine answered this, after she said how much she loves the culture, food, etc:

Lagu Belaian Jiwa and Kau Ilhamku adalah lagu yang paling romantik saya pernah dengar. Vokalnya juga syok sekali sehingga boleh menidurkan saya. Kalaulah kekasihku boleh menyanyikan lagu ini pada saya, cair hatiku. Cair sehingga tidak terhingga. Ah ini tidak membawa apa-apa makna sekalipun tetapi tidak mengapa, saya tahu anda sekalian faham apa saya hendak sampaikan

Why do I love my country
-Because I don't hate it
-Food food food
-Uhm...shopping is reasonably cheap at times (mega sale!)
-Pirated stuff?
-NASI LEMAK!
-unity, integrity, etc-all those cliched stuff which are true but we have the need to point it out anyway, just in case.
-the fact that we are live all-year round in summer season but still find the need to wear jackets, windbreakers and scarves to tuition, offices, cinema, etc. No wonder winter apparel sell so "laris"-ly here. but STILL, we're damaging the environment! (wrong reason, haha)
-Sepet, Gubra and Mukshin! And...P.Ramlee?
-I know! I know! Ramly burger...ahaha
-tourist destinations
-the people. i think. except those rude drivers, people who follow the National Timing, etc.
-UPSR! PMR! SPM! STPM!
-(insert reason here)


Selamat Menyambut Hari Kemerdekaan Malaysia ke-50 yang Terawal Beberapa Hari!

Paradise Live, the band from Australia will be having a concert/rally. Here's the info:

Date: 10th September 2007
Venue: Dewan Grace, Taman Chi Liung
Time: 8pm
Entrance: FREE

I don't feel like going....granted, they don't come here very often, but the trials are just on the morning after.

"living in perfect symmetry"

Akon was here on the 19th, and Gwen's was on 21st. I was expecting Akon to make an appearance at her concert.
I'm talking about Gwen Stefani's concert, and how SO MANY friggin teenagers wanted to go.

from yahoo
They were complaining about how they couldn't get the tickets lah, blah blah blah....you know, the usual stuff.

The thing that I don't get is their unrealisation that it's much more worth it to buy a singer's concert DVD than to buy their concert ticket. Granted, I've never been to a concert and was utterly devastated when I couldn't attend Linkin Park's in 2003 and Coldplay's in 2006, but yo, I'm speaking from terms of my view-lah.

Case in point: We have this Madonna Confessions Tour DVD. When the whole family watched it, we thought, wow, that was better than being at the concert. Yes, we did NOT watch it on a big-arse screen TV with surround sound in a blackened room (why the heck for?) but that's the point.

The DVD took us behind the scenes, had all the extra footages and all those flashy, shiny things on stage were maginified for our benefit. I tell you, it was better than being at the concert. At the concert, the most you can see of the singer is a blurred spot. In the DVD, you get to see Madonna's Swarvoski diamond-encrusted eyelashes. Fuyoh.

from yahoo

Some sound system in concert venues may be state-of-the-art but the screaming fan(girls) will do nothing but to ruin my mood, personally. DVD: Crystal-clear vocals, lovely bass sounds and harmonious melodies. I'm talking about Madonna, not PlanetShakers or Hillsongs.

Talking about PlanetShakers or Hillsongs, given the chance, I'd rather go to the conference/concert than buy the DVD. Which sane person wouldn't? Ok, don't answer that.

Anyway, that was just the opinion from a person who can see that lala-isme and Harajuku-isme has a very fine line in between them.

bukti peningkatan tamadun di India

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For today's sejarah lesson, you are required to fill in the blanks.

Pada permulaannya, tamadun India terbahagi kepada dua jenis kerajaan: kerajaan besar (_________) dan kerajaan kecil (_________). Kerajaan besar ini di bawah kuasa seorang raja berkuasa mutlak dan antara contoh kerajaan2 sebegini adalah Kosala dan _______. Kerajaan kecil pula bersikap ke_______ dan tiada raja.

Raja dalam tamadun Indus mempunyai kuasa yang besar. Kedudukan raja berkuasa ______ ini diperkukuh dengan upacara ritual berasaskan kepercayaan bahawa raja adalah ____ dan harus _____.

Raja dibantu penasihat yang bergelar Brahmin dan di bawah Brahmin adalah _______, golongan dominan atau pemerintah tertinggi. I don't know why they can be higher than Brahmins.

Chandragupta Maurya berjaya menyatukan kerajaan kecil dan besar dan mengambil gelaran Maharaja. Anaknya, _________ berjaya meluaskan tanah jajahan India ke Mysore. Anak _______, Asoka (like the Asoka restaurant in Bukit Tinggi) pula tidak menggunakan angkatan tentera untuk meluaskan jajahannya, tetapi menekankan kelembutan (tekan sampai lembut, haha) melalui agama Buddha selepas dia menghentikan Perang Kalinga.

Chandragupta Maurya mempunyai 1000 tentera berkuda, 600 ekor gajah dan 10,000 infantri. Does anyone know what's an infantri? I imagine it to be babies. CM berjaya meluaskan tanah jajahan India ke India Utara, Punjab, Selecuid dan India Barat. Empayarnya meliputi Pergunungan Kush to Teluk Benggala.
Ibu negara: Pataliputra.

Undang2 tamadun Indus/ India
Keywords: Kitab Dharma Sasatra, tindakan berasaskan keseriusan kesalahan, Brahmin, Tiang Asoka.

Perdagangan di India
Keywords: berhubung dgn Macedonia, Asia T., Sresthin, raja, cukai membiayai, mata wang emas, melayu (bedak wangi), cina (minyak wangi).

God give me style and give me grace-Coldplay

Listening to: This is not Real Love, Mutya Buena and George Michael (so EMO)

"you know you know you know"

Today I ate peanut butter on bread and some apple juice for breakfast. For lunch it was nasi lemak mata kerbau (bull's eye, nyum) and milo ais. I just ate a strawberry and a piece of durian for tea and sipped some apple juice. I like apple juice.


picture from email

We make many choices in our daily lives (duh). Some choices are excellent ones (like the one in which I chose to go to KLCC with Iona during the exam week), and some are absolutely rubbish kind of choices (like the choice you made when you made that purchase of the awful orange colored, pink polka dotted socks. Not that I mind, you can give them to me).

However we make our choices determine what we do in our lives. I chose to make this post, and I chose to publish it. Did you choose to read the whole thing?

As small as a choice we make can be, it brings about a big difference. It's your choice to get straight As, and it is also your choice to gossip about people.

It's your choice to be emo all the time, and it's your choice to give in to your temptations. No one will force you to do otherwise, but bear in mind they have every right to criticise your choice. It's their choice, after all. But gossiping is a horrendous activity, in my personal opinion.

It is also your choice to determine what kind of person you are. If you think you're God's child, you are. If you think you're a lala girl, by all means, stay away from me.

Now that you know who you are, you should embrace it. But that doesn't give you the right to go around recklessly, not to mention aimlessly making stupid choices. As insan yang dicipta Tuhan, we are blessed with a sense called common. Use it.

I really really dislike Ashlee Simpson's Pieces of Me. It's so annoying! I don't get how it was a hit! And the lyrics do not make sense.

Listen to Dig by Incubus instead. It's lyrics are better than that of Pieces of Me. Did you know that for the MV of Dig, Incubus had a competition to see who could make the best MV?

The one chosen was of a pair of animated boy and girl. Disturbing but strangely emo-esque. At the end of the MV, the girl literally digs a huge head of the boy using a big cangkul and discovers the boy in the head. If you want to see it, it's this one:(and I personally recommend that weirdcitygurl watch it-cos it reminded me of her)


Apparently there was also another chosen MV which was directed by a pro (Ramon Boutviseth). I saw this one and it was all kissing, kissing, kissing. My goodness! Don't teenagers like anything else other than kissing? I mean, it was all kissing from the start till the end. This MV was totally terpesong from the tema of the lagu and I seriously loath it, although it has a certain air to it.

My favourite MV of Dig is directed by this guy from http://fcrabbath.com. Although the editing was lousy and there weren't much isi to it, all the same it was entertaining.


This one was made just for fun by some other person. It's artsy and imaginative. This one uses Dig as a background for a story about the journey of a dancer and I recommend it to artsy people.


Thank you for reading! Drop a line as a comment on this post, if you must.

John 15:16,17-You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit—fruit that will last. Then the Father will give you whatever you ask in my name. This is my command: Love each other.