I went to the barber’s at Hol­land Vil­lage last night and paid $12 for a hair­cut that has taken a sub­stan­tial weight off my head. The bar­ber seemed to enjoy the expe­ri­ence more than I did as he took to the elec­tric clip­pers and sculpted my hair with it. And gave me a G.I. George […]

There must be a blog-writers’ man­ual that says, “Never say ‘Just when you think…’ and fill in the rest with some tired cliche/coincidence/cliched coin­ci­dence (July 14th)”.…

But it’s time to buck anti-convention con­ven­tion. Another woman in my life has a(nother) doppelganger.

I did not get her name, as I was pretty much content […]

You’d be mad to test the Sin­ga­pore fortress, so says this columnist.

I also say. 700 sol­diers to your 3 ban­dits. You send one thou­sand sol­diers, we send 233,333. You mad, we mad­der. Your crack troops may sur­vive on coconut water and lit­tle jun­gle crit­ters, our sol­diers have mas­tered the art and science […]

It’s not often a long day is also a good day. But today is one of the rare ones. We put in a good 9 hours at work, and rewarded our­selves with beer and junk food for the next 5 hours. We also got invited to my ex-colleague’s ‘event’, as they like to call these […]

This TVC is stuck good and fast in my head, thanks to its being given ample air time on a lot of chan­nels. It’s one of those things I hate lik­ing. And I like. Maybe it’s the cute Jap thing — I have no fuck­ing idea what the cute girly voice is singing, […]

A friend of mine attended that party that Sarah Mar­beck claimed was where she hooked Becks.

I remem­ber that party too, mostly because I wasn’t invited (I quit my job at the actors’ agency a few months ear­lier. Even if I didn’t quit, I wouldn’t have been invited, whether I look like Rob […]

“You know who you remind me of?”

“Who?”, I ask, hoping it’s:

a) some­one famous
b) some­one good look­ing
c) some­one good look­ing and famous
d) some­one clever
e) some­one clever and famous

all the while just know­ing the answer’s gonna be some­what disappointing.

This time, the answer was “Rob Schnei­der”, […]

Sat­ur­day was a blast. (I only ever recall things at least a few hours after it’s hap­pened) Me and the boys went to the gym, then went to Ice Cold Beer for a quiet beer or ten (hope­fully). We did our­selves in with three beers and two dozen chicken wings. Much mirth for […]

If you haven’t already heard A-Do’s cover of Lionel Richie’s Hello, you must. Only don’t lis­ten to it while driving.

I can see it in your ice, I can see it in your smy…you’re all I ever won­nit, my ums are open why!

‘Cos I’m gun­nawanna fall asleep. Die lah. 5am still haven’t sleep. Jia lat or whaaat?
What hap­pened to the week­end? How come so short?