Dear Fishball

Sometimes you’ll see something on the internet, about a person you don’t know, by a person you don’t know, and it stirs you to action.

fishball malaysia sad condolences

It may not mean much, but is human connection through the interwebs, through electrical impulses under the ocean (not unlike the electrical impulses to our brains) not equivalent to some level of real human connection?

Anyway, Fishball – here is a poem for you:

There are some things that words cannot mend
Some things for which tears you may expend
And through your art messages you send
Your story and feelings carefully you tend
I feel so much that is unspoken
Across the internet on this end
From a fellow Malaysian to another
Only my heartfelt condolences I can extend

I’m so sorry for your loss.

Easing Back In

Boom! I’m back, baby!

Yes I had a brief hiatus. Largely because things started getting rather hectic, but in all honesty colouring everything in was becoming a bit of a chore.

So I’ve figured I’ll start easing myself back into it by keeping it simple and not pressuring myself too much. No point going all perfectionist on it. Not like anybody looks at this stuff, right?

Just a reminder if you’re ever bummed out from doing something or about to give up, don’t worry about it. It’s perfectly normal. Just give yourself time and ease back into it.

Or just give up and find something new. I don’t know – I ain’t some guru, bro.

Antey Biteys

They climb on you, and then they get mad and bite you. What the heck is wrong with you stupid ants!?

Samtoki ant bite comic
Samtoki ant bite comic
Samtoki ant bite comic
Samtoki ant bite comic

Have you ever been happily strolling along or standing around minding your own business when you felt that little pinch on your skin, the sting of little pincers poking into your sensitive skin?

I’ve always wondered why ants would chomp down unprovoked when we’re blissfully ignorant of their presence.

Are they trying to hang on tight? Or asking to get off? Or they just want a piece of this? Maybe they want to carry you back to their nest.

Whatever it is, I wish they would stop it with the needless antey biteys.

Purr-fect Nickname

Hey Tiger!

What’s in a nickname? What’s in a name? Is it all a game? Is it a little bit insane?

Can you choose your nicknames? Or are they bestowed?

Inspired by a remark by Mr. Braff on one of his Scrubs Rewatch podcast episodes, which was in reference to the series Scrubs.

Looking back, that series really was a timeless gem of slapstick comedy. It could also slap you right in the feels.

I guess the character of JD really resonated with a lot of people, although I was always more of a Kelso kind of guy. That’s the only reason I do this – to hear you tell me the sweetest bit of bullshit.

Anyway, what’s a fun nickname you wished people would call you?

Can you choose your nicknames? Or are they bestowed?

I wonder if cats have nicknames for us. Probably Poopoohead.


Ever meet anyone like this?

I empathise with Maroon Bun – it certainly doesn’t feel nice to be left out or uninvited, but perhaps there’s a reason for that?

Complaining that no one invites you to things is basically blaming others for your unpopularity or lack of visibility. If it’s always someone else’s fault, then perhaps it’s time to do some self-reflection.

If nobody invites you to things…maybe you’re just not that fun to be around?

And if you’re going to fish for invites, at least try to be tactful about it?

And heck, if no one invites you to things, then just organise your own things!

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Be like Bender!

In this part of the world, there’s a popular phrase called “bojio”, which basically means “no invite?”.

Considering how viral the phrase is, I imagine a lot of people suffer from bojio syndrome and some form of FOMO.

I wonder if it’s as prevalent of an issue in other parts of the world…

New Gen Spice Girls!

Say hello to the new generation of Spice Girls – the Five Spice Girls!

In this new generation of Spice Girls we have 桂桂, 茴茴, 角角, 丁丁 and 麻麻!

The Five Spice Girls each correspond to one of the spices in the Chinese Five Spice mixture, in case you didn’t work that out already:

Fennel seeds (小茴香)
Chinese cinnamon (肉桂)
Star anise (八角)
Cloves (丁香)
Sichuan pepper (麻辣花椒)

A totally random idea that came up in conversation with a friend on the topic of herbs and spices.

Maybe they’ll feature in more of my upcoming comics, or perhaps they’ll just remain a tribute to the wonderful Spice Girls (and cheap Chinese knockoffs).

Maybe I should use Five Spice in my cooking more…

If They Could Talk

If dogs could talk, what would they say?

Would you wish for your dog or cat or pet to be able to converse in human language?

What would they actually say? What would your dog say about you and about your way of life? Or perhaps it would be all baby talk?

To be honest, I believe the big appeal of pets and animal companionship is the fact that they don’t talk.

So really, if I had a wish that could come true, I wouldn’t wish dogs or cats or any animals could talk. That would ruin it.

Just wish for them to live longer, perhaps.