Finish liao. Now to go to the loo. Forgot not to drink too much water before speaking.
The conference was called New Media: The New Frontier In Communications And PR. Miyagi and I spoke on "What Happened To The News? A Case Study Of Net-Empowered Citizenry" (or something liddat), and also as part of a roundtable discussion on "New Media: Will It Be A Case Of "Out With The Old And In With The New?".
All I remember was showing off Faith's page on Youtube.
It was kinda overwhelming, considering the number of people there, the other luminary speakers, and wah lau, got press and camera peoples there.
Many thanks to the kind sir from the camera crew who lent us his iBook to present our stuff from. You saved our butts. Miyagi couldn't find his Powerbook projector cable and none of the PC laptops there had Apple's Quicktime installed, and almost all our video clips were Quicktime movs. So once again, thanks lots.
For years after she started walking, we could not stop her from toe-walking. It is also known as tiptoeing. Faith's sensory issues as an autistic child meant that she reflexively toe-walked in order to feel the floor better.
For the rest of us, getting a sense of the floor and where our bodies are in space is something we learned instinctively from a very young age. For Faith, this was not so.
So, just like I have to teach this mobile phone I am using to blog this, how to spell "autistic" because it is not programmed into its sms dictionary, we had to teach Faith not to toe-walk. If we did not improve her sensory integration, her calf muscles can shorten permanently.
Recently, we noticed that she was starting to walk feet flat without our prompting. Especially if she was out with us, wearing shoes. We've tried getting her to wear shoes indoors before, but she still toe-walked aggressively. This time, she was walking flat for long periods, without us having to press her shoulders down, or say "Faith, feet down!".
You can hear her flat steps as she plants each foot on the ground with deliberateness. It gives her an odd gait, as if each foot forward is an attempt in itself. One step at a time.
But we do not mind. We are delighted. After a long spell of not seeing any improvement in this area, despite all kinds of intervention, therapy, and even alternative treatments like acupuncture (yes, it does hurt if they insert the needle into sensitive spots, like the sole of your feet), we were almost resigned to her toe-walking permanently.
But our firstborn likes to surprise us. And maybe to remind us, that she has her own timetable and pace.
We can provide all the therapy and encouragement in the world. In the end, it is she who takes the steps. They are small, uncertain steps, and the journey is long. And we, her blessed parents, get to walk with her part of the way.
I keep having a mental picture of Kelly Poon saying (cue random funky music), "Yes, I am the kind who lives life MY way, because I am so original. And I hate people to copy me lor! Because... "My Life, My Copyright!"
Ok, gentle readers. For our project this week, go around saying "My Life, My Copyright!" in as many situations as you can. Report the reactions you get here in the comments section.
I went to the hospital with my oldest child, Faith, aged five, on Wednesday. We decided to get a neurologist's opinion on her autism, to see if there was any neurological problem that may be causing some of her behavioural issues.
The neurologist suggested an electroencephalogram (EEG), which is a recording of the brain's electrical activity. They had to take readings of her brain when she was awake and asleep.
Update: The comments for this post contains **spoilers** so please don't read the comments section if you haven't watched the movie.
Why does Juggernaut look so tall? Why is Beast look more man than beast? Where is Nightcrawler? Why is Wolverine so emo? And what did they do to Logan's hair? Why is Magneto still wearing that dumb helmet? What have they done to my Dark Phoenix story?
Started out promising enough. Then wah lau eh, X-men blasphemy of the highest order set in. They took X-men canon and pissed on it.
At least Shadowcat aka Kitty Pryde looked nice. Better than the auntie-looking Rogue. Sigh. Well, the wife, with no comics baggage, enjoyed it. Better than the first two, she said.
"Oh, buy that silver ball for them," said the wife, as we walked past the provision shop downstairs, on the way to our morning at the park. She remembered the last time we went and the kids didn't have one to play with.
We are not an outdoorsy couple but we thought the kids would benefit from some fresh air and sunshine. It would be a good change from overcrowded malls and the Great Singapore Sale. Also, Papa could use some activity other than all that time in front of the computer.
We managed to get in some ball time, with Mommy trying to get Faith to play too, and also some time on the beach playing with sand.
One of the instincts we had to curb was the instinct to keep them from getting dirty. Kids need to get grubby sometimes. So we let them play in the grass and sand.. Even if it meant having to dust off half a beach of sand from their sweaty faces, clothes and shoes later.
And then my senses told me it was going to rain and it was time to go.
Sure enough, the raindrops fell on the windscreen of the car as we pulled into the highway. And a knackered Isaac started to nod off in his car seat.
... on the living room floor with Papa while Mommy and the maids try to make her Jie Jie and Gor Gor take their naps. Papa also gets to watch Justice League Unlimited and Superman while hanging with his youngest. Joy hates being left in her cot.
Later, Mommy goes around telling everyone - Papa, the maids and Grandma and Grandpa - she discovered Joy has double eyelids, just like her. Mommies get excited over such strange details.
AS a parent of three, I am increasingly concerned about the spate of movies coming our way that may influence our kids.
Take for instance this upcoming movie, which is fiction masquerading as fact, about a baby from a faraway place who comes to earth, and grows up possessing supernatural powers that he uses to save the world.
Update: Don't say we never give you choice, ok? There are three versions of this show. There is the regular large 26mb one, and in addition, I also added a mobile phone version (3gp format), and a smaller crappy web version (only 3.5mb). Ok? Satisfied? Not happy go toilet and settle, ok?!
We have to say we were appalled by the toilet fight Youtube video uploaded by one of the kids in said toilet. For one, it was not much of a fight, and for another, the camera work was terrible.
So we at the mrbrown show decided to remix what was an already silly little fight, to see if we could take it to the next level of silly.
Please note that this video requires Quicktime and it is a large file.
Please also note that mr brown does not condone or encourage fighting. mr brown thinks fighting is dumb, not that it would stop kids from doing these dumb things.
Ad agency comes with interesting guerilla marketing by sticking transparent decals with scratches on cars. Accompanying the faux scratches? A message: "Call (Company X) at (XXX XXXX) or visit Paya Lebar Road for all your car grooming needs."
Hmm, clever. But frankly, if I catch anyone trying to stick any kind of sticker or decal on my car's bodywork, he is probably going to get some unpleasant reaction from me. And I am also very unlikely to patronise a car grooming company that let their agency do shit like this to my car.
Flyers on my windshield, I can barely tolerate. Sticking stuff, especially advertising stuff, on my car? You've got to be kidding.
The first rule of Fight Club is - you do not talk about Fight Club.
The second rule of Fight Club is - you DO NOT talk about Fight Club. But you can film it with your mobile phone.
Third rule of Fight Club, someone yells "你不要在那边做 l*n j**o pattern leh!" you start fighting.
Fourth rule, make sure none of your three mobile phone cameramen uploads the video to Youtube.
Fifth rule, let's fight like real men, in the school toilet. Because if fight outside, wait the teacher catch us then how?
Sixth rule, shirt pulling is allowed, heck, while you're at it, why don't you biatches pull each other's hair and bite too? Bitch slap him, boy. "I hate you I hate you I hate you!" (sobs)
Seventh rule, fights will go on as long as they have to. Or until recess is over, whichever comes first.
And the eighth and final rule, wash your hands after you fight in the school toilet.
Choice quotes from the video:
"Fight leh, fight leh!"
"Sian leh, 快点 leh!"
"Wah lau, start lah!"
You can tell this is a film with high production standards. It was a THREE-Mobile-Camera Shoot. And years from now, one of the boys may look at this video and realise that he was only fighting himself. Yes, Grayson and Darren were the SAME BOY!
Must have lost on the sound engineering. Too much echo. And the cinematography also a little weak (must focus mah). I did like the last scene, when one of the boys pushed one of the fighters against the wall. Very original.
Update 1: Reader Nick informs me that the dude was not a cabbie but a Business Studies graduate, Guy Goma (ya, same first name), from the Congo, applying for a high level IT job with the BBC (more here from the blog of the real Guy J Kewney). Thanks Nick!
This is the look of a man who knows he is in over his head.
This black taxi driver was mistakenly interviewed by the BBC, who thought he was an IT expert named Guy Kewney — a WHITE, bearded technology expert — who was supposed to speak on online music.
The dude even gamely tried to answer the questions posed to him by the reporter. You have to watch the video of the interview (also viewable at Youtube this new Youtube link and Google Video link). That look on his face was priceless. In the transcript of the interview, it was described as Face of horror.
A computer expert has described his astonishment at seeing the BBC's 24-hour news channel interview a taxi driver — in the mistaken belief it was him.
Guy Kewney — a white, bearded technology expert — was astonished to see himself appear on screen as a black man with an apparent French accent. He was even more shocked to see himself unable to answer basic questions about the legal battle between the Beatles' Apple Corps and Apple Computer over the use of an apple symbol.
COOKIE MONSTER SEARCHES DEEP WITHIN HIMSELF AND ASKS: IS ME REALLY MONSTER?
Me know. Me have problem.
Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn't normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside.
Update: Some of you are getting partial downloads, I suspect due to the Monday traffic. Libsyn is undergoing server upgrading this week too (even USA also got upgrading, ok?). Do try and download again for the whole thing. Sorry for the inconvenience.
mr brown and Mr Miyagi went to the market to buy some birds, but found out that some Ang Moh bought them all.