Tonight, I feel sad again for Gene Kelly. If you have been reading my blog, you will understand my grief for his death.

Everytime I watch his movies on DVD, I can't explain why would I want to learn more about him. [On the Town] is my third movie after [Singing in the Rain] and [An American in Paris]. All three are the most acclaimed performances among Gene's works. I know enough of his talents but for your benefit, let me tells you that this man can dance, sing, act, choreograph and direct. What I want to know about Gene is his life and his road to stardom.

Google "Gene Kelly" and you will be overloaded with information. There is, however, one site that resonates my sentiment. I'm comforted to know that there is someone out there who feels as strongly as I am over his death. Read this tribute which was written in the year 1996 when Gene passed away at his home. As I was looking at that photo, my imagination traveled beyond the beautiful garden and right into the house. Somehow, it's hard to accept that he is no longer there.

My heart is heavy as I am blogging. I am as grieved as his fans in 1996 when in fact, he was already gone for 10 years. Such grief can't be explained because no matter how much I tried to express, I can never express it as closely to what my heart feels. Now, I know about his talents and briefly, his life. Those little information about him on the Internet is compelling enough to drive me to near-tears.

Good night, Gene. He must be tap-dancing and singing in Heaven now.

All words to describe a compact human form begin with the letter "S" - slim, skinny, scrawny and skeletal. The body size reduces as the word gets longer. Just count. The first three are pretty alright as everyone has friends, male or female who fit into each category. But skeletal? I only deem that word suitable to describe the emaciated human beings from Third World Countries. It is, however, suprising that Hollywood actresses are fighting with one another to be the super-skeleton. Calistan Fockhart, better known as Ally McBeal, used to be skinniest queen of Tinseltown. Now, she has to pass her tiara to Nicole Richie. Look at her photo and you will agree that the media did not exaggerate the way they describe her - SKELETAL. Let's not talk about her small bones, just look at her prominent ribcage. Would any man finds her attractive in that bikini? I don't think men will disagree with me if I say her breasts are turn-offs. I wonder what is the logic behind the pursuit of skeletal frames among actresses in the most glamorous industry. If men really like to watch skeletal "beauties", why haven't I heard of any porn actresses following the "trend"? They are smart pussies.

While the ladies adore the letter "S', men chase after the letter "M" - mass, masculine, macho and muscular. The concept of being skeletal is attractive will never entice men. I hope I'm right to generalise that victims of anorexia are women, while men are vulnerable to bigorexia. As you know, I'm a bigorexia. For the past few days, I have been pondering upon the possible obstacles that could have prevented me from becoming bigger and bigger. I deduced that my irregular digestive system could be the problem. I said irregular because at times, I can eat 5 small meals and yet don't feel bloated while sometimes, I have to stop at 3. Anyone into bodybuilding will know that the experts recommend 6 - 7 small meals per day to increase mass. That's hard to achieve since I'm not into full time bodybuilding. Now, my digestive system is bad. I can't eat more but I still try to eat because I feel full. I don't know if a good digestive system suggests a good bowel routine; my bowel are pretty regular though my detoxification, I suspect, may not be thorough.

I have a very close girlfriend. Whenever we dine out, she would ask me when she remembers, if her choice of food is fattening or not. Don't you imagine her as a fat-ass! She is not. She is pretty and petite. However, she sees herself as fat. Last week, she felt exceptionally fat and resorted to laxatives. Somehow, I got the idea from her to clear my system so that I could eat more. Now, I sound like swinging between bulimia and bigorexia. By the way, I haven't bought any laxatives yet.

There must be a healthy way to eat more and grow bigger.