The econ­omy is doing fine with­out me. I have not been con­tribut­ing to it very much lately because I’m skint (again). I should be like every­one else and lis­ten care­fully to the Bud­get Spitch, so I can be more aware of stuff and be less skint. But this year’s one (‘live’ at 3.45pm) […]

Just cos I went out last night doesn’t mean things at work got good.

This morn­ing, at the school we teach at, some kid missed the toi­let bowl entirely. Haz­ardous Mate­ri­als stan­dard. The stench of human­ity was so strong it brought tears to our eyes. The kid that missed missed so badly it must have been […]

…And joins a meet­ing of a car enthusiast club.

Armed with a vial of anti eye-glazing for­mula (SKIII Turbo) and an open mind, I was again invited to an evening of ‘inves­tiga­tive jour­nal­ism’.

This time, a friend asked for my esteemed com­pany so that she could meet up with the mem­bers of the

Ever had one of those days where work stress got so bad you started get­ting a rash round your elbows and on your neck? I’m sure you have.

I had one today. I’m still hav­ing one. One of those days. And the rash. I am a one-man Itchy & Scratchy Show.

Fight […]

Aga­googa gets all these search engine refer­rals with key­words that are a bit strange. But in the last 24 hours I got four from some­one (or some peo­ple) yahoo­ing the term ‘witty comeback’.

Damn jia lat, must be Chi­nese New Year go vis­it­ing, kenah suan until noth­ing to say. Then go […]

It is so hot there’ve been bush­fires. My Dad tells me, ‘eh, bush­fire you know! Bet­ter don’t go out’, because he knows his son is stu­pid enough to go out and walk right into a bush­fire. In the city. On a traf­fic island.

(But I took him to the Botanic Gar­dens for lunch […]

Last Sat­ur­day (as in before Chi­nese New Year), I received an SMS from my friend Dil­bert who is a journo.

Dil­bert works for a paper that loves show­cas­ing for­eign tal­ent of the sleazy kind, and so it is hard work for him, hav­ing to trawl the under­belly of Sin­ga­pore at night. This time, big story, […]

Surf stop: Gin­ger­Brew iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Bodas de Oro — Manuel Galbán/Ry Cooder — Mambo Sin­u­endo, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music.

So I get an email from a group of NTU stu­dents. At least they both­ered to email. I think Adri got one in her com­ments sys­tem.

…We are a group of five peo­ple doing Mass Comm in NTU and cur­rently work­ing on a project on Blog­ging. More specif­i­cally, our project focuses […]