
Cold, gloomy winter days.

Those ubiquitous white puff of feathers.

Melbourne's laneways hold many surprising secrets. This one's called The Causeway.

The lone London Bridge contemplating its strength against nature.

Take a break, forget about life for a while and drink yourself silly.

A derelict, erm... cozy corner at one of Melbourne's famous laneways. (Number 8 bar, next to Shanghai Dumpling House)

The 'mosaic' entrance of RMIT's Building 8 entrance at 2 AM.

'Picasso: Love and War' exhibition, probably one of the best (and the only, National Art Gallery in KL doesn't count!) art exhibition I've seen in an attempt to be 'artistically-sensitive'.

Small town blues along the Great Ocean Road.

Just another clubbing and drinking Friday night.

Driving blues struck me a long time ago.
hey... i saw some dunhill reds (m'sian version)... send me some lah... kekeke... then i'll send u some peter jacksons... heehee...