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look who dropped by for a quick stint (to plug the gaping chee wee-sized hole).

shown here circa “wayyy before your time” we thought to let the picture do the talking while we do the laughing.

any industry person worth their salt will immediately recognise old-timer scenester, skateboarder extraordinaire and all-round creative guy also known in some circles as raksasa mahluk asing despite his NKOTB hairdo (though they might be before your time as well, you foetus).

after many moons of shuffling feet, shifty glances and red faces, management has decided to *drumrollllllll* reinstate the toilet rolls, my preciousssssssssssssssss.

we cannot contain our excitement we feel about the little joys in life. not having to count our sheets. not having to wait for the oportune time to take a… breather. not having to run out of paper on the royal throne.

and the best bit? luxurious 2-ply. no more sandpapering our nether regions.

we’re living the good life, baybeh!

chee wee’s last day and final countdown to new beginnings in a land without pork. anything else will just sound trite, so let’s make a toast instead.

here’s to you, mr. 3am. may there be many more shoots with afro wigs where you’re headed.

roll call for urbanscapes!
ah siau / ah zhong / ah hex / ah meimun(?)
ah kellie / ah justine / ah roni / ah khang

and assorted odds and ends.

anyone else?

to ease the pinch of rising fuel prices, our generous benefactors upped petrol claims as well. not as awesome as the legendary mccann mileage, but a 33% increase is nothing to sniff at at all. here’s a photo of finance director khaw molesting creative director roni for your enjoyment.

quick update: our favourite loud-mouthed, chicken-headed account manager has switched designations, and is now our favourite loud-mouthed, chicken-headed junior strategic planner.

so corbis presented 24 teams (from 21 agencies) a chance to bring home fame & glory and to prove that not all admen are paper-pushing softies. we sent our boys: rickkee, hwe, fred, khang, leon and jimmy (with chee wee rounding up the reserves) to kick some axe.

unfortunately, as you can see from the post-defeat photo we well, lost. but it was all in good fun (and we beat jwt) with free booze so it wasn’t a total and complete loss (unlike a 6-nil thrashing we shan’t talk about).

instead, as we always do when things go wrong, we shall pin the blame solely on one oversleeping individual – chee wee – who never showed up. showing more regard for his bakuteh cravings than a 8:30am call-time.

uncle ng did promise a jug per goal, and i’m sure the team is waiting anxiously for their reward.

mud was slung, accusations hurled, bribes thrown about none too discreetly (joseph promising twisties to his staunch supporters) but finally the gruelling 12-hour long campaign came to an end.

and who came up on top, victorious and 200 smackeroos richer?

none other than suet.

our shifty-eyed siau was a clear favourite, blowing the others clean out of the water. proving once again that great things can never be achieved without a little sweat (pun alert!).

officiating the kill win was mr. t and khaw (eyeing the mock cheque suspiciously), both commented on the wonderful show of office-wide enthusiasm while wondering about the lack of such spirit during pitch season.

it was tough. simon, paula & randy aka ajay, ajay & roni were drained from sifting through the eye-opening (sorry, can’t help it) standard of entries. just goes to show what some carrot, in this case an RM200 carrot no less, could do to improve work quality. anyway, in the true spirit of co-creation plus the fact that we’re living in the powerful age of consumer’s voice, the judges have decided to go all american idoly and let the public choose the winner!

the finalists shown above are:

A. suet’s craftily designed 360-degree conceptual eye on change
B. alvin’s out-of-the-box in-a-box convention-slicing interpretation
C. sharon’s intricately patterned multicolored masterpiece
D. joseph’s spring-loaded eye-popping shock value

so quick quick people people, cast your vote right HERE by leaving a comment, stating your favorite eyepiece before 2pm tuesday, 8 april 2008!

note: email votes, sms or call-ins would not be entertained. bribes however, are discreetly welcomed.

(for a better look at the real thing, they’re stuck on roni’s a-wee-bit-too-dark glass door)

voting is closed.

and the winner… suet!

a look at our beloved, envy-inspiring eyeball finalists. who will emerge victorious? only time (and solicitations) will tell.

current standings>> sharon: 4     suet: 14     alvin: 3     joseph: 6