If I could have just one word to describe how I feel each time he blows me away with his ingenuity... it'd be... orgasmic. Yea... I would really love to meet him, probably have a little chat even.
Just physically sitting quietly in a cafe, yet mentally crossing boundaries after boundaries of imagination through words and thoughts. But I fear that I might be intimidated, only to end up walking away feeling stupid instead of inspired.
Gee... why is it that great minds intimidate as much as they fascinate, both at the same time?
If he ever ever comes to Singapore, I promise I'd buy a ticket and I wouldn't sell it like I did for Russel Peters. Heh.
Here's an old but definitely one of my favourite videos of him:
oh, and he sure has got groove.
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