Saturday, April 12, 2008

'Reset'

I watch a game show on television in the kitchen. It's about making a deal or not. There are beautiful girls, each standing beside a case representing a certain amount of money on the show. I pity the last one because she has to stand for an awfully long time, all the while smiling and trying to look professional because they are on television. I forget to dry the dishes. I wait for the rain to stop. The windows are rattling from the amount of thunder going on outside. I finish watching the show and think to myself that that guy is lucky. Perhaps his family members bring him luck, I think. I go to the sink and look at the amount of dishes piled out for drying at the side and think that they would be dry in the morning anyway. I get my keys from the marble table and go up to the television room to say goodbye to my mother and goodnight to my aunt.

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I drive and think that I will need something to drink later, perhaps when I don't feel as full. I am full from having two servings of rice with some dishes mum made from cucumber, prawn and chicken, and vegetable soup. I drive and listen to Rick Dees. I have been feeling afraid lately when I try to cross roads. Sometimes I see myself attempting to cross a road and not make it, and think that that would be a terribly pathetic way to go. I continue to listen to Rick Dees and there is a guest on the show who happens to provide the voice for one of the Chipmunks. Guess which to win a prize. I drive and wonder what would happen if I told my colleagues that their ringtones are irritating. The one who sits in front of me has a couple of ringtones which are sung in the Chipmunks' voices. I drive and wonder if it's OK to tell my colleagues that sometimes I want to kill the things that irritate me next week. I reduce the wiping level of the windshield wipers because the rain isn't as heavy anymore. I watch light flash across the sky and wonder if my modem has been fried.

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I listen to 'I Know You Are But What Am I?' on repeat at home. I hear a dog barking and a motorcyclist passing by outside.

The dog is still barking.

Now there is a girl shouting. She is wanting for the dog to be quiet.

4 comments:

Robert said...

Mmm... the dishes that your mum made sounds wonderfully delicious!! I want some. I would have eaten MORE rice. I remember at one time my Chinese coworker invited me to his place to eat. His wife made a few homemade dishes... I had 5 bowls of rice! Well, the bowl was very tiny to say the least! heh!

Mike: "Can I see your phone, mate?" *smash* :-) Take care Mike. Hope all is well! xoxo

Mike Wong said...

Hahaha! (no, I don't think I would ever do that to anyone's phone, although it's pretty amusing to picture it.)

I believe your 5 bowls of rice is almost equivalent to my 2 servings, and yeah, mum's cooking is the best! I could have had more had it not been for the soup! :)

Kevin Zhang said...

Instrumental "post" rock is definitely YES.

Is that by Mogwai?

Mike Wong said...

yes Kevin, it is.