Saw this bicycle parked outside the nearby 4D shop when I went to the bike shop near my office. The supermarket trolley was tied rather loosely with a bungie cord to the rack. According to a friend who saw it before me, the rider got horned at a few times as his makeshift trailer swung all over the place as he rode to the lottery shop.
Pull out the child seat on the trolley and voila! Baby carrier!
Reading Miyagi's post about oneshift.com's new ERP map, it suddenly occurred to me that it looks a lot like my favourite childhood computer game.
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Oh, the helpful oneshift map is something you can use to find out where the gantries are, before you drive out. You will still kena the gantries, but at least you won't be surprised by how much you have to pay.
Be screwed by the gahmen but at least be screwed knowingly.
Joy had some fun putting on the Transformer mask that belongs to her older brother, Isaac. She is such a hoot.
We pretended to be scared of her mask, and after a few "scares", she took off her mask and said to my Dad, "Don't worry. 爷爷, it's just me!"
I suppose even moths need their own day.
I'd love to have a golden rice bowl like this.
You pay top dollar for it but it is infallible. Very reliable.
Reader Ingot Tree was walking by the "S.E.X." shop at Smith Street after lunch one day and saw this sign pasted on its wall.
Singapore rentals really going out of this world, man.
It's the first day of the Year of the Rat and we're all taking turns to wish our parents a blessed New Year.
We grown-up children just served our customary tea to our parents and our kids are lining up, from oldest to youngest, to get their red packets from grandpa and grandma.
Happy New Year to one and all!
Mercy overtakes
even when you push fifty
pedaling His paths
— by poet and friend, Marc Daniel Nair, scribbled inside my autographed copy of his new book of poetry, "Along the Yellow Line"
And we are at his concert now. The set looks great, dancing is fancy, lighting excellent, and the music great. Except for one thing.
The sound is atrocious. From where we're sitting, it sounds like only his monitor speakers are on.
"The sound system does seem adequate. I can't hear what he's singing," said the wife.
"You can't hear what he's singing most of the time anyway," I said.
"That's true."
The audience just cheered and sang along in recognition as he starts a song about his mom. I cheer too.
"Dear, what song is this ah?" I ask the wife after cheering like I know the song liddat.
We're more familiar with his older hits lah. We're old school Jay fans.
This little model of a Claymore mine was made out of white tac by talented artist Kai (link to his deviantART page), who plays Call of Duty 4 with me in the office, in honour of my annoying habit of planting these suckers every chance I get.
I learned this from the Master of Demolition himself, Mr Tan. I'm not a very good player and cannot shoot for shit, so I focus on being a suicide bomber cum serial knifer. I am a melee kind of Call of Duty 4 player, packing Claymores, a shotgun and my knife. I die a lot but dammit I plan to knife you or blow up trying.
After my blog was blocked by Ministry of Education servers in 2004 (due to a filter software setting, I am told), it looks like my little site is blocked again.
This time a JC teacher told me my site cannot be accessed from her school, and she gets this message:
"You are accessing a site that appears to contain undesirable contents. If you feel that the site should not be blocked OR you are doing legitimate research, please ask your tutors to submit a request for the site to be unblocked."
It is a Sonic Wall url, which I assume is some outsourced filtering service the school uses.
Wah, a proud moment for me. Banned (again) leh!
This is my Dahon Curve D3 with new upgrades. The upper part of the bike is pretty much all new parts.
My foldie now sports a Pazzaz carbon seat post, Rido Glow-in-the-dark saddle, Radius VRO handle post, Syntace VRO clamps, AL carbon handle bar, and Ergon R2M magnesium grips.
The ride is different with the new parts. The handle post is stiffer and the bike now handles better. The parts also make the bike lighter. The new handle post folds outwards though, but it is no big deal. I love the new grips too.
Behold, my Dahon Curve D3 "Z"
"Z" is for Zhnged, hahaha!
Sweet.
Update: Reader yl asked if this was just the MRT one. Hmmm, not sure if this included the unlimited rides on the buses, it has been a while.
Found this in the house yesterday, it fell out of an old book. I must have been using it as a bookmark.
It is a tertiary student concession card from 1991. For $40, you got unlimited rides on buses and a limited number of MRT trips a day, for a whole month. The next month, you chucked this and bought a new one.
Nothing to top up and very affordable. And every month, you get a free bookmark to use.
Update: Since there were requests, I also uploaded a photo of the wall without us blocking it. Here it is in all its glory.
The artists I share the office with were tasked with filling the new space with graffiti. I contributed a tiny tiny bit: the three angels on the left and the haiku on the right.
From left, Doro, Jasmine, and in the back row, Darren, Zid, Okita, Marc and me, and in the front row, Ben, Chester, Derrick and Kai.
Led by Ben (the one doing the squeezing of Chester's boob), the team started on Sunday and ended on Wednesday, mostly working on it after hours. The smell of paint made everyone in the office a little high for those few days. But the result from their hard work is gorgeous.
The lightning hitting me was purely coincidence. A few more photos at my Flickr set.
What a talented bunch of people I share the office with.
I don't care much for most of the apps on Facebook, but Scrabulous, that lets you play Scrabble online, rules.
Especially when you get to bingo with your tiles (all 7 tiles down for an extra 50 points). And can make a new word in another direction too. 81 points of sweetness from "LEAVERS".
It is my favourite Facebook app currently, and I am told it is also a fave with Facebook employees too. Charlie Brooker of the Guardian likes it too.
The board tells you that for bus 55, off-peak time is 12 minutes. The actual wait was more than 21 minutes. In fact, I think it was closer to 30 minutes.
In the time I had to wait for the bus to come, I could have walked the 3 stops to my destination. And if it wasn't raining, I would have.
THIS is the world-class public transport system we talk so much about?
The boys were as excited as I was about the Halo 3 game I brought back, and the helmet from the Legendary Edition of the game. Behind got serial number one leh!
No lah, you can't wear it. We just placed it in front of our faces when we took our photos.
After spending 2 hours waiting to play Halo 3 in the sun, at the park in front of Suntec's big screen (yes, a game was played up on the big screen), the air-conditioned office was a welcome relief.
More photos at my Flickr set.
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