Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Twelve days of Christmas

I had a hard time putting this up. Thanks to my programmer friend, the video is finally able to surface on this blog. Enjoy!

Monday, December 25, 2006

Medical Terminology

Artery -- Study of paintings
Bacteria -- Back door of cafeteria
Barium -- What doctors do when treatment fails
Bowel -- Letter like A.E.I.O.U
Caesarean section -- District in Rome
Cat scan -- Searching for kitty
Cauterize -- Made eye contact with her
Colic -- Sheep dog
Coma -- A punctuation mark
Congenital -- Friendly
D&C -- Where Washington is
Diarrhea -- Journal of daily events
Dilate -- To live long
Enema -- Not a friend
Fester -- Quicker
Fibula -- A small lie
G.I. Series -- Soldiers' ball game
Grippe -- Suitcase
Hangnail -- Coathook
Impotent -- Distinguished, well known
Intense pain -- Torture in a teepee
Labor pain -- Got hurt at work
Medical staff -- Doctor's cane
Morbid -- Higher offer
Nitrate -- Cheaper than day rate
Node -- Was aware of
Outpatient -- Person who had fainted
Pelvis -- Cousin of Elvis
Post operative -- Letter carrier
Protein -- Favoring young people
Rectum -- It almost killed him
Recovery room -- Place to do upholstery
Rheumatic -- Amorous
Scar -- Rolled tobacco leaf
Secretion -- Hiding anything
Seizure -- Roman emperor
Serology -- Study of knighthood
Tablet -- Small table
Terminal illness -- Sickness at airport
Tibia -- Country in North Africa
Tumor -- An extra pair
Urine -- Opposite of you're out
Varicose -- Located nearby
Vein -- Conceited

Saturday, December 23, 2006

Jingle Bells

Dashing through the snow,
In a one horse open sleigh
O'er the hills we go,
Laughing all the way.
Bells on bobtail ring
Making spirits bright.
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh!

Was channel surfing just now. There was this program featuring an 'old' band called Wynners. In case you were wondering who they are, well they happen to be a chinese band quite famous during the 70s. Hongkie band that is. One of the songs that they sang on that show was Jingle Bells. Here is Jingle Bells, the cantonese version:

Jingle Bells (Cantonese version)

Hor pin yau chek yong (By the river there's a goat)
Hor pin yau chek cheung (By the river there's an elephant)
Hor pin yau chek ma lau chai (By the river there's a lil monkey)
Hou chee lei kor yong (Which looks a lot like you)

Jingle bells, jingle bells,
Jingle all the way!
Oh what fun it is to ride
In a one horse open sleigh!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Milo DIY Recipe

Milo Kaw

8 tea spoons of Milo powder
6 tea spoons of condensed milk (IDEAL / CARNATION)
1 tea spoon of creamer (TEAPOT)
200ml hot water
For Iced Milo Kaw add ice (duh)

Milo Dinasour

6 tea spoons of Milo powder
1/2 tea spoon of creamer (TEAPOT)
200ml hot water
Add ice till glass is full
2 tea spoons of Milo powder as topping

Milo Hamster

Do the maths for the above recipes. Reduce the amount for everything. Use tiny cup or glass.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Fort Horsey

Have you ever seen horses on a fort? What would your reaction be if you see horses on a fort? Stare at them in the eye and ask " What are you horsies doing on the fort?"

Believe me. I didn't know they rare horses in the fort. I was in town a couple of days back in search for something to fill my stomach. We were entering the car park when I saw something moving on the fort. Took a closer look. Lo and behold. They they were grazing away. Three of them. Khakied coloured ponies. Maybe they are old horses which happens to be small in size. I don't know. But it was rather surprising to find them on the fort. In case you were wondering which fort I am talking about, I am referring to Fort Cornwallis. Not too sure if it's spelled with a single 'l' or double 'l'.

I got excited. Took out my phone and tried to snap a picture of the horses. But the scorching sun was too glaring. Could hardly see a thing. On top of that, my phone's camera is not very sharp. Too bad I didn't have a camera with me. Anyway when I tried to take a photograph of the ponies. The leader (khakied coloured with black err...mane?....hair....) stared at me. The look in his eye told me to put my phone away or he will jump on me. Crushing me and turning me into hay.

I looked back at him telling him with my eyes " You're not that cute after all. Barely there compared to a stallion." Put my phone away and walked off.

Monday, December 11, 2006

Too Big?

I bought a bag in August. Nothing very extraordinary. Not flashy. Just thought that it would be big enough for me to stuff all my stuff into it, leaving my hands free to dangle.The bag is called 'Bowl me over'. I only realised that when cutting the tag. There were three colours to choose from. Black, White and Pink. Initially I wanted to get the white but on second thought whites get dirty easily. So skip. The pink one was kinda catchy. Bright electric pink. But doesn't go well with all colours. Know what I mean. Like clothes. You can't carry an electric pink bag all the time. It won't match all colours. Besides the season for pink won't last long. Under the orange lighting your judgement for colours is inaccurate. Pink might look nice under orange lighting but might not under white lighting. So settled. Got the black one.

I carried my bag into the library. There's a stupid rule in my library that is you cannot carry bags into the library. They fear the precious books will get stolen. The thing is how can anyone steal a book when there's a bar code attached to the book? Before the person could even walk out with the book the alarms would go off. Secondly, who would want to steal old books? Anyway, back to the story. I was standing there, in the library looking at the magazine rack when the librarian walked passed me. He pointed at me and said " No bags". I replied "That's my handbag." The librarian said " Too big." He gave a throaty laugh and walked away. Anyway here are some pics for you people to judge. Is it really big?

This is how it looked when purchased.

This is how I carry it around.

Up close on the accessory.

A better view.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006


A very active crab trying to run away from the cooking pot.

The crab finally being cornered.

Just to show the size of the crab.

Crab overturned. Just for knowledge, it's a male.

Cleansing of the nether region.

Holy shower before the sacrifice.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Monday, November 13, 2006


There was a bunch of girls whom I met during my freshman year in college. A nasty bunch as a matter of fact. Especially the leader. Anyway, that's a story for another day. We were in the same group for several assignments. During a meeting for one of the assignments, the girls were yakking about something. It was regarding babies.

This girl is the nasty leader's sidekick or should I say the right-hand man (woman in this case but I don't think that's such thing as right-hand woman). Anyway this girl said something that till this day still amazes me. She was commenting on something about producing twins and so on. Then suddenly she said "FOURPLET". It really stunned me.

Given that this girl hail from a school renown for it's english proficiency. Such a powerful term came from her. It's just ....well astonishing. Fourplet. Why didn't the poeple thought of that when coming up with terms for a "group" of babies conceived and born at the same time. (Of course not literally. We all know that it is not possible for all the babies to come out from the uterus at the same time. Not even through a c-section.)

Well the new discovery. This is how we are supposed to call them. The list below lists how the "group" of babies should be call according to the numbers conceived.

Two babies conceived in the same pregnancy = Twoplet

Three babies conceived = Triplet

Four babies = Fourplet

Five babies = Fiveplet

Six babies = Sixplet

That's really easy. Thanks girl. You Rawk!!!

(* In case you are wondering what I'm talking about Fourplet = quadruplets. Just in case you are as surprised as I was.)

Saturday, November 11, 2006


To catch a butterfly, you have to be be gentle. If you grab it too hard, you'll crush it. Likewise if you don't hold it when it lands on your hand, it will fly away.

A butterfly is a very deceitful creature. Tantalising people with it's beautiful colours. Trying to attract attention all the time. Seducing people to look at it by flying into their faces, flapping their wings like there's no tomorrow. Apart from that, it also has a very bad character. It never stays loyal. Hopping from flower to flower. Sucking all the nectar with all it's might to quench it's neverending lust and "thirst". It also causes massive destruction. Leaving behind it's next of kin for vengence. Eating into the lives of plants that gave it life support. That's the way they repay those who have been good to them.

Notice any resemblance between the butterfly and the human life? A butterfly is like a man. Cheating on all the ladies. Taking advantage and using the weaker sex for their own benefit. Hopping from one female to another. After that leaving behind their seeds to eat into the lives of the poor girl who let them in.

I say crush the butterfly and spray them with bug spray.

Friday, October 13, 2006


This guy was lonely, and decided life would be more fun if he had a pet. So he went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to buy an unusual pet. After some discussion, he finally bought a centipede which came in a little white box to use for his house.

He took the box back home, found a good location for the box, and decided he would start off by taking his new pet for a walk. So he asked the pet, "Would you like to go for a walk?"

But there was no answer from his new pet. This bothered him a bit, but he waited a few minutes and then asked him again, "How about going for a walk with me?"

But again, there was no answer from his new friend and pet. So he waited a few minutes more, thinking about the situation. He decided to ask him one more time; this time putting his face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Would you like to go for a walk with me?"

A little voice came out of the box: "I heard you the first time! I'm putting on my shoes."

Friday, October 06, 2006

Pre-School Talk

Went to dinner straight from college at 8pm just now. Sat next to a table with three ladies and a kid. The kid was sulking and sitting with his side to the back of the chair facing me. Then I overheard the following:

Mother: What colour you want? You want black pau?

Son: Yes.

Not long after a friend of his mother came over. Greeted them then asked the boy:

Mother's friend: Can give me eat?

* All my life I have never known of the existance of a black coloured pau. The paus that I know of are char siew pau, kaya pau, tausar pau, tai pau.

Sometimes it is better to converse with the kids in the toungue that you are familiar with rather than teaching them the wrong command of language. What both adults are doing are literal translation from the hockien dialect. More over there is no such thing as black pau. Imagine the kid when he's big enough to order his own food "Black pau".

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Three Turtles.

I have heard of this several times. In fact several versions of it. Dedicate this to a friend. *This is a story about your species.

Three tortoises, Mick, Alan and Les, decide to go on a picnic. So Mick packs the picnic basket with beer and sandwiches. The trouble is the picnic site is ten miles away so it takes them ten days to get there.

When they get there Mick unpacks the food and beer. "Ok Les Give me the bottle opener."
"I didn't bring it," says Les. "I thought you packed it."
Mick gets worried, He turns to Alan, "Did you bring the bottle opener??"
Naturally Alan didn't bring it. So they're stuck ten miles from Home without a bottle opener. Mick and Alan beg Les to go back for It, but he refuses as he says they will eat all the sandwiches.

After two hours, and after they have sworn on their tortoise Lives that they will not eat the sandwiches, he finally agrees. So Les sets off down the road at a steady pace.

Twenty days pass and he still isn't back and Mick and Alan are starving, but a promise is a promise.

Another five days and he still isn't back, but a promise is a promise. Finally they can't take it any longer so they take out a Sandwich each, and just as they are about to eat it, Les pops up from behind a rock and shouts........

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Pinang tree with a face.

This pinang tree made the headelines on the 12 September 2006. Apparently some villagers noticed a "face" on the tree. The face caused quite a commotion. And it appears to be profitable to the villagers. The villagers have been selling photographs of the "face" since the papers highlighted it. So far some few thousands of copies had been sold.Many had poured in to see the face which is said to be changing.

It would be quite a laugh if it turns out to be carved. We'll just have to wait a few more days to find out.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006


Was in the shower when this rhyming inspiration hit me. The original version goes:

Tarzan, Tarzan in the air
Tarzan lost his underwear
Tarzan said "I don't care"
Because someone will sew me a new pair

The augmented version goes:

Tarzan, Tarzan in the air
Tarzan lost his underwear
Tarzan said "I don't care
Because I've got hair

An alternative version would be:

Tarzan, Tarzan in the air
Tarzan lost his underwear
Tarzan said "I don't care"
Because I don't wear!

* The writer is not as dirty minded as it seems. Just that under immense pressure, the mind comes up with unusual thoughts.

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Hair today, gone tomorrow

Went for a haircut this evening at a place highly recommended by a friend. Before the haircut my hair was rather shapeless thanks to a stylist who doesn't know how to shape it but still rather thick. I thought why not give it a try at this new place that my friend frequents. Furthermore her hairstyles weren't bad. Hence I gave it a shot.

Walked in to the saloon. Got my hair washed and waited for the boss/stylist/frontman. She walked over after attending to her customers and passed a lot of comments on my hair. Then she suggested that I layered it more and change the fringe. I thought well ok. Why not try a new look. She picked up her scissors, pick up my hair and started slicing. Chunks after chunks of my hair landed on the floor. Again and again her scissors went through my hair. I looked down and saw my hair all over the floor. I didn't knew I had so much hair to be sliced. Not long after, she summoned her assistant to blow dry my hair. Then after a while, she came and took over the blowing herself. Telling her assistant how she didn't blow it correctly. Tugging at my hair to illustrate. Then she removed the plastic apron from my body and tell me she's done. Walked over to the counter and paid then leave.

Upon reaching home, after changing into house clothes I picked up a comb to comb my hair. To my horror there's nothing to be combed. Look at my reflection in the mirror and thought "Oh blimey, what has she done to my hair!" Nevermind. Just have to live with it till my hair grows. Which is another 6 months time.

It didn't hit me that hard until a moment ago when I was about to get a shower. Picked up my hair to it into a pony tail only to discover that there isn't much left to be tied up. No more pony tail. Only strips of roots of weeds. Man, I look like a cancer stricken patient who's undergoing chemotherapy. What am I to do now?

How do these people actually qualify as stylist? Don't they have the basic knowledge of matching and creating a hairstlye according to a person's face? It's as though they become stupid when they see me and lose all their styling sense and make a mess out of my hair. On top of that I paid quite a sum for my hair to be messed up. Time and time again. Sigh.

Friday, September 01, 2006

Panty snipper

Came across a rather eye catching headline in the newspaper a few days back. Didn't actually know how this headline made it into the first few pages of the news. You know usually the first few pages are for serious issues and all. The heading reads "Panty Snipper". Now that's something new. Apparently there's this freaky person breaking into houses and snipping part of the panty of sleeping girls. This short, strong body ordoured skunk kind of a man as described cuts holes through blankets and track pants to snipp off part of the panty.Yikes. And the strangest thing was one of the girl described that she didn't even know part of her panty was snipped off until she woke up to find a hole in her track pants and panty. Err... don't really know what use are those pieces of panties from numerous girls are to that man. Perhaps he's trying to sew a quilt. Man there are certainly weird people around.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

New addition

There's a new addition in the house.He just moved in this evening.Helped him unpack the minute he arrive.Still not familiar with his habits. Having someone around taking up some part of the house. He had a meet a family session and I think everything went well. Think he has been accepted as part of the family. Hahahaha. Actually,got a new printer today. Tired of buying expensive original ink for my old printer. Still not really familiar with its functions.

Thursday, August 03, 2006


Wonder if anyone remembers the Kronk, the villian's side kick from the Emperor's New Groove? Anyway, I have a lecturer who resembles Kronk. Everytime I look at him, Kronk appears in my mind. Well this Kronk is not as muscular as the original Kronk. In fact he is the exact opposite of Kronk. The genuine Kronk has a huge upper body and a tiny lower body. Kronk the lecturer on the other hand has a big lower body and a unmuscular upper body. Kronk the lecturer also has a double chin and curly hair.

The other day in class, BG (which stands for big girl, not because she's huge or anything but because she's older than me) asked me something. Was being courteous by answering BG. So coincidentally Kronk turn around and saw my mouth open. He then told me off. Hmph.It doesn't pay to be nice. Anyway BG has a habit of asking me things when the lecturer is talking in front.And she never gets into trouble for it. I on the other hand, is always the black sheep. Baaa.

Friday, July 28, 2006


The scanner has been residing on the computer table for quite some time,on the very same spot since it was bought some years back. It has been neglected and untouched for quite a while. We haven't been in touch with it's health conditions. A moment ago, I needed it's service. I turned on the scanner just to find it not responding. Then I tought it might be the switch problem so I switched it to another switch just to find it still dormant. I tried unplugging all the plugs and re-plugged them just to realised that the scanner has ...departed. It has breath it's last without us even realising that. Gone are it's glory days of capturing images in colour. All that is left is a legacy to be reflected on by the all-in-one copier machines. So long Umax. May you rest in peace.

Sunday, July 16, 2006

Bend Over

Was at a beach restaurant when something caught my attention. The most perfect bend. I couldn't quite figure out why this person's digging a hole. Perhaps he's trying to lay some eggs.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

La Cockoracha

Two days ago, when I was about to enter the toilet, I had the freakiest encounter. I turned on the lights opened the door only to be greeted by the scariest thing. It came running towards me happily. Upon seeing it, I gave the loudest shout that shook the entire house. Yuck. Of all things, to be greeted by a six legged creature. Wonder why this creatures exists and how they managed to live for centuries. Filthy and disgusting pests.

Monday, July 03, 2006


Feeling rather relieved today as a great load has been lifted off my shoulder. Have been under immense pressure for the past few weeks. When it was all finally over all I wanted was to plop on the bed and sleep. But sleep is beyond reach. After my paper, instead of being reunited with my pillow, I was whisked off to tea. I was so exhausted, I hardly ate. Upon reaching home I thought I could finally doze off. But to my dismay, I couldn't. So I logged on to the net. Then was off to dinner. Which I hardly ate as well. Then went round town searching for food. Was dozing off in the car. Didn't get anywhere near slumberland either. Got home, I ran up to my bed but to no avail, still can't sleep. So went downstairs to watch tv. Still can't close my eyes. So I'm writing this entry.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Briget Jones 2

This one has a long title which I don't remember. It's kinda old too. Anyway watched it just now. Part of it. Personally I feel that both the Bridget Jones movie (1 & 2) is executed in a rather British manner. No, I'm not talking about the setting. I know both are shot in England. What I meant was that the flow of the show. Draggy. Probably cause I prefer the American style of execution. The British style is rather boring. More talk than action. And their jokes are rather lame.

Anyway back to the story. I wonder how Rene (if that's how her name is spelt) felt when she looked at her own reflection in the mirror. To me, she looked like Shrek. Minus the colour. Round. Big bellied. Round. Minus the horns. Round. Wee bit too much lard. No offence to plump people.

Don't know what's their obsession with her knickers (British term for panties). Is a plus sized pair of knickers desirable to look at? Hmm.... For both the Briget Jones movies they had to have the camera on the rear. With Daniel (Hugh Grant) talking about her giant panties.

The movie also made Thai women sound so shallow. Like they've never seen a bra before in their life. Well maybe what the movie intended to show was people in jail are deprived of bras. Hmm... Lessons to be learnt from this movie (1) never help anyone carry things which you don't know where it's from or what it contains, (2) never trust a guy who's only interested in your underwear, (3) don't bother giving a guy who says "Doesn't everyone deserve a second chance" a second chance.
White Chicks

Wonder anyone still remembers this movie. Okay, it's kinda old. Watched it on Astro the second time yesterday. The first time a few weeks back. Anyway I think that movie has the ugliest cast. The two lead roles especially. They look like the 'surgery gone wrong duo'. They remind me of a movie character in the 80s or early 90s that featured a disfigured looking boy. If I'm not mistaken the movie's title is Mask. And no it's not The Mask starring Jim Carey. Not the green face freak. Don't remember much of that Mask show but yeah, those white chicks look like that character.

I have to say, the two leads have the most horrible laugh. The movie also has several disgusting parts. Like the part in the restaurant where the white chick stuck 'her' tongue out. Oh my! That tongue was huge. The biggest tongue that I've ever seen. Kinda scary that such a big piece of thing resides in a mouth.

Apart from that, they also have an ugly wardrobe. As in the entire movie cast have distasteful outfits. Wonder who's their stylist. Simply tasteless.

I seriously think the movie is insulting blondes. Or maybe the white in particular. Couldn't those people tell the difference between the genuine Wilson sisters from the imposters? And who in the right frame of mind would opt for plastic surgery to disfigure themselves? Besides Michael Jackson.

Some parts of the movie was funny. Overall the movie's just a typical American flick. More of the typical high school kids' favourite.Rather lame. Would rate it a C-. Anyway,I did't sit through the entire movie.

Sunday, June 11, 2006


Studying for my exams brought back memories of a previous test. More of after the test. Our lecturer reviewed the test answers with us during lecture some time after the test. The lecturer was saying how leniently the test was marked and related some amusing findings while marking the papers.

One of the lecturer's findings was the word "laguity". The actual word was "regularity" and the lecturer commented that he closed both eyes and marked that word as correct since it sounded much like "regularity". He added "..but please, regulation and regularity are 2 different things. Regularity is kekerapan while regulation is undang-undang". By then the entire lecture hall was laughing hysterically.

Well the blame should not be placed entirely on those students. Afterall, the way they pronounce would ultimately influence the way they spell.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Captain Crunch

There was a turtle (actually it's a tortoise but turtle is easier to type). Captain Crunch is different from normal turtles for it stays high above ground. Captain Crunch is very adventurous. It likes to travel to places no turtle has been.

One day, Captain Crunch set out for one of its excursion. It wondered far from the usual places it visit. Captain Crunch cross the boundary and came upon a cliff. It's adventurous alter ego told it to take a go and explore the cliff.

Apart from being an adventuroys turtle, Captain Crunch is also a pet to a girl. For convenience sake lets call her Love. Captain Crunch is the apple of Love's eye. They have been co-habitating in the same house since they met. Anyway back to the story. Love noticed Captian Crunch's disappearance when she couldn't find it at it's usual hideouts.

Love searched high and low and finally decided to search outside her home. Upon oening the grill, she spotted Captain Crunch performing a stunt at the cliff. Love gave the loudest shriek. A shriek which captured the neighbours attention as well as her partner's.

Everyone rushed out of their homes to see what happened. Captain Crunch on the other hand took the shriek as an indication to plunge. So down it went, 13 storeys. Woosh. Followed by a loud thud.

Love rushed back into her house to get a pail. Her partner asked her why she needed a pail. Her reply was to collect Captain Crunch's remains. Both Love and her partner rushed to the 'site' to search for Captain Crunch's remains. Upon finding Captain Crunch, they discovered that it was still alive. So man and woman rushed Captain Crunch to the vet.

After several attempts, they finally found one who was about to close. Love rushed to the doorstep to seek help. Knocking. The vet finally opened the door. He was shocked to see Love. "What happened to you? Why are you covered in blood?" Love then showed Captain Crunch to the vet. The vet replied " Haiya, it's only a turtle. You can get it for $6".

Anyway Captain Crunch was treated. Oh and they discovered it's gender. It happens to be a female. Anyway, Captain Crunch only held on for several days after the plunge.

Tuesday, May 30, 2006


These dumplings are not those dumplings with meat and all in it. Those with pork and walnuts and salted egg yolk are called bak chang.These are plain and you eat them with syrup. The syrup is made of brown sugar and some other ingredient. They are called kee chang.

This is how the dumpling looks like when it is stripped (unwrapped).

And that is how you eat it. Add syrup to the dumplings. Notice that not much syrup is added. That's because the stingy seller only provides a tiny packet of syrup for the load of dumplings bought. Wonder what they do with the leftover syrup? Use it as face mask? Maybe they use it for spa. And for a tiny dumpling like this, it costs RM 0.60. Depending on where it is bought.

That's why you have to savor it slowly and picture it. haha.

Sunday, May 28, 2006


Ever wonder what the meters on the car dashboard serves as? I always thought that they serve to tell the speed at which the vehicle is travelling. It has always been since the creation of the first car. Well, that's what I thought.

Anyway, I think I might have been wrong all these while. Those meters in the car used to face the driver (you know direct face contact sort of way). Nowadays they are found in numerous other positions. They can still be found facing the driver. They can also be found facing the driver's side. It can be on the right or left (depending which side the steering wheel is located).

For a country where the steering wheel is located on the right, the augmented positioned meter faces the driver's left. This means the passenger sitting next to the driver can't see it.

While these meters seves as speed telling instruments to us, some might think otherwise. Most girls think that it's a form of display shelf where they can display all the cute, little plush toys their partners gave them. The religeous think of it as an altar (whereby miniature gods are worshipped).

The British apparently views it in a different manner. It serves as a toy, especially to middle aged men (or should I say man - referring to a particular individual). Something to keep them entertained throughout the journey. This particular Brit was one curious 'cat'. He was in a car which meter faces the driver's left side. Therefore he couldn't read it (see the meter move). To quench his 'curiosity', he attempt to reposition the meter (that is to make the meter face him).

Much to the car owner's horror, we don't know whether the meters on the dashboard in Britain are rotate-able. But certainly doesn't rotate for ours. There you have it. A new discovery by a middle-aged Brit. A dash speedometer-cum-toy that will keep you entertained for hours. I suppose the car inventor didn't know about that either.