Two cars, one message: "Regular breast screening saves lives". I hope you appreciate the sweat and sacrifice we put into supporting breast cancer awareness (we woke up at 6am on a Sunday morning leh). Our rubber chicken from last year did not make it this year, team mate Ming said the rubber got sticky. I don't wanna know how.
Matthew Holden of PodAsia.net has a great 29-minute podcast on how to buy from Sim Lim Square and Funan IT Mall. This was done 2 weeks before the National Day Parade 2005, and you can hear the tanks rumbling by in the middle of the recording. The show also has some neat music interspersed throughout the show (Duran Duran!).
I loved the bit when he commented on the bad people using flash photography and frightening the animals:
"So the guy heard what I say and he is running away now, because there are always some safety guards here, and if they see that you are using flash light, they will catch you... and maybe bring them (you) to the tiger area."
Big, thick and fresh slices of fish and good chilli make Lee Kwang Kee Seafood's sliced fish beehoon soup to die for. $4 for a huge bowl. We also ordered a side of sambal kangkong and a lime juice each. Good dinner dates don't have to cost a lot of money. The place is at 413 River Valley Road.
So Commander Althea of Darkshire says to me, go kill the undead dude Mor'Ladim and return his skull to me. He is "following a strange and meandering path through the cemetery". Mor'Ladim is Paladin who fell to the supernatural plague of the Scourge and came back undead. That must suck.
Being the noble Elf Warrior that I am, I say, sure, I'll go rid Duskwood of this scourge. Being the smart Elf Warrior that I am, I also sought out a party to help kill this Elite because the last time I met him with 3 of my Guildmates, he killed two of them.
I found a party consisting of a Paladin "Seph" (the healer and resurrector in our team), a female Elf Warrior "Grape" (who is in real life an American stay-at-home mom of one), and a Rogue "Ver".
We waited by the cemetery for the Rogue to arrive from town, staying just a little away from Mor'Ladim's path because we wanted to be at full strength to jump him.
Suddenly, Mor'Ladim detects my Elf Warrior lady friend and me and charges at us. Must be my body odour, I forgot to bathe since the last quest.
Grape: "I guess we're not waiting for Ver to arrive, LOL"
Me: "Looks like it, we must've attracted Mor'Ladim by mistake."
Ver (not with us but in on the conversation): "LOL, yeah, he is sneaky that way."
Me: "Ok, Grape and I will have to fight him then. Seph, stand by to heal us, ok?"
Frantic clashes of swords we two Warriors try to take our accidental monster down.
Me: "Seph! Heal! Heal! We are dying. Oh shit I'm dead."
Grape is dead too. And Ver could not arrive on time to save us.
Seph: Wow, I just went to the toilet for a while and I come back and everyone is dead.
Me: "hahahahahahahahaha! It's ok, dude, just rez us and we'll do it again."
BY the time you read this column, thousands of Singaporeans are already on their way out of Singapore by air, by sea, and by road, to take advantage of next week's Deepavali and Hari Raya Puasa holidays, which fall on Tuesday and Thursday — and which allow you to create a super long weekend with a few careful leave applications.
Okay, by the time you read this column, some folk are probably still on their way out of Singapore by road, trying to clear the expected Causeway jam. But I am sure they will be in Malaysia by Saturday.
For that last post, Miyagi was bribed incentivised with a beer. Eh, send MMS to Singapore for mr brown to post it on his blog cost marnie one leh. One beer already very cheap liao.
Quick go and sms your hubby or boyfriend in Australia reservist with him to give him their photo (and a beer) for more blog dedications. Er, you should probably do that 5 days later, because the men are moving out again for another 5D4N exercise and are unlikely to have any mobile signal until they return.
Almighty Zeus, aka Cowboy Caleb (he got his own Wikipedia entry leh, read the much-edited entry before it gets deleted!), on SMS with me on the Tuesday run, because he is joining us again after a long hiatus:
Cowboy: I follow you go jogging today ok?
Cowboy: Whoa look at the rain
Cowboy: Wait I go tell my brother Apollo to bring back the sunshine
Update: I have removed the actual extract from the memo. Better safe than sorry, right? This is Singapore, after all.
This is a memo entitled "Guidelines on Public Communication", sent to public servants.
So hor, technically, does that mean public servants cannot come out and say "Casino idea sucks!" on their blogs?
And given that the Gahmen is the biggest employer in Singapore, that's a lot of Singaporeans who cannot, without permission, "comment or provide inputs on public policies" and have to "do so via internal channels".
I understand the need to not blog about work, and for a public servant, gahmen is your boss, but "public policy" is a very broad term, isn't it?
What about teachers, for instance? They are civil servants too. So if a teacher cannot comment or criticise public policy via blogs or any other form of public expression, then what do they teach their kids?
"'Cher 'cher! Can I write about how much I hate NS on my blog?"
"No child. We must consult the Instructional Manual (IM) first. Or better yet. Wait, better ask the Permanent Secretary."
"Now stop asking such seditious questions and go back to your Knowledge & Inquiry lesson."
Here's another thought. How do we create a nation of engaged citizens when the bulk of them can only comment publicly on their "personal experiences, hobbies, etc"? Also, can a civil servant comment on a policy publicly if it is not part of his ministry's work?
Learned comments welcome.
And in case you are wondering, I found this circular on the road on the way to work. No civil servant sent it to me. That may violate Official Secrets Act (OSA) and it would a Very Bad Thing.
Mario is a new Korean place along Liang Seah Street. There was a slight queue for tables when we were there. We ordered the Gam Ja Tang (the waiter explained that it was Korean Bak Kut Teh) and a BBQ Beef side.
The menu described the Gam Ja Tang as "Pork Born soup with potato and vegtable". And extra "nuddle" is $2.50. Spelling aside, the food was excellent and reminded us of the authentic Korean food we had in Seoul. The meat on the pork ribs just fell off the bone. With 2 lime juices, our bill came up to about $50. Which was really reasonable considering that our portions could have fed 3 adults.
The polite waiter told us it was an unexpected crowd tonight, and laughed when he said maybe it is because the two of us were sitting near the door with our sizzling hot dishes.
Dessert was at Ah Chew's across the street, where we met Johnny M and his friend. The cold Fresh milk steamed egg I had was divine. Wifey had the cold Honeydew Sago.
Later my wife commented that she was the only pregnant woman on that street of young people, and joked that maybe she should be home instead. The wife says the darnedest things sometimes.
We are just lemmings. We know this happens every time. COE drops to some new low, and car-obsessed Singaporeans rush to the showroom to order their new cars (I am sure some even wrote their orders on little pieces of paper and threw them into the crowded showrooms at the salesmen). Then yes, the low COE becomes high again.
And yet, we rush to the showroom anyway. Thinking maybe, hey, the idea didn't occur to the other 2 million car-obsessed Singaporeans.
Will my son be like this too? I am seriously thinking of getting him interested in buses and trains. Then he will grow up thinking highly of public transport. Unless the new MRT station near his future housing estate gets Buangkok-ed.