Humanitarian Assistance To The Victims of the Bay of Bengal Earthquake and Tidal Waves

If you want to help, here’s one of the ways you can. (And from Myrick, some more ways you might be able to help, at the Acorn).

Singapore Red Cross Press Release:

Humanitarian Assistance To The Victims of the Bay of Bengal Earthquake and Tidal Waves

The Singapore Red Cross Society in response to the call for international assistance by the International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies, is launching a public appeal to help the victims of the Bay of Bengal earthquake and tidal waves.

As an immediate response to the disaster, the Singapore Red Cross will be sending a sum of Singapore dollars, One hundred and fifty thousand (S$150,000) to Thailand, Indonesia, Sri Lanka, and India (through the International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies). The Singapore Red Cross is also in touch with the International Federation of Red Cross and Red Crescent Societies and the national societies of all affected countries to determine what assistance is required to assist the victims.

The Singapore Red Cross hopes to raise Singapore dollars, One Million (S$1,000,000) for this appeal.

The Singapore Red Cross calls on Singaporeans and other like-minded
organisations to come forward to contribute to this appeal and help the victims affected by the earthquake and tidal waves that swept across the India Ocean and affected Indonesia, Malaysia, Thailand, Maldives, India and Sri Lanka.

The Singapore Red Cross requests donation for the affected countries. The money donated to this emergency appeal will be used to fund purchases and direct delivery of emergency items like medicine and first aid, food parcels and other relief supplies for the displaced and homeless victims.

The public can send their donations:
1) By cheque to the “Singapore Red Cross Society”
Please indicate behind the cheque “Tidal Waves Asia”. Include name, address and telephone number at the back of the cheque as a receipt will be sent to you.
Post the Cheque to:
Singapore Red Cross, Red Cross House, 15 Penang Lane, Singapore 238486
2) Donors may wish to come personally to make a donation at the Red Cross House, 15 Penang Lane between 9.00am to 5.30pm on weekdays and from 9.30am to 12.30pm on Saturdays.
For more information, please contact the following:
1. Mr Lim Theam Poh
Manager, International Services Division
Singapore Red Cross
Tel: 6 336-0269
2. Ms Carol Teo
Manager, Corporate Services Division
Singapore Red Cross
Tel: 6 336 0269 / Mobile: 9847 2024

What’s a Yule?

iTunes’ party shuffle is playing a copy of: I Go To Extremes – Billy Joel – Greatest Hits Vol. III, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn’t steal music.

So I spent Christmas Eve at home with the family. Then I went out.

Lat and his Lot (not their real names) had decided on a fun boys’ night out at Thumper at Goodwood Park Hotel. So I invited myself along. It’s always fun being out with Lat and his Lot. You’re almost guaranteed to drink a lot, and you get to have strength in numbers when ogling at women, and if you’re adequately inebriated, you get to have strength in numbers when trying to chat up the women you’ve ogled at.

To generate some pre-going out hype, I told Lat and his Lot a story I heard a couple of days ago about something that happened at Thumper. In the car park at Goodwood Park Hotel, to be precise.

The car park behind the hotel is quite brightly lit these days, and it was to my friend’s (who told me the story) shock that she saw a parked Porsche* carrying a man in the driver’s seat carrying a woman riding astride him moving up and down and down and up. All while people were making their way to their cars after a party at Thumper last Saturday. The friend who told me the story was just as shocked when I told her if I had a Porsche, I’d want to be the man in the driver’s seat with a woman riding astride me, and that I’d even roll down the window and stick my face out just so people making their way to their cars would know it’s me.

Neither me nor Lat or any of his Lot own a Porsche or anything that comes close, so our chances of pulling that trick weren’t very high. Still, we had our fun drinking enough to want to chat up some women, asking them if they’d ride astride any one of us if any one of us owned a Porsche that was parked outside. Unfortunately, the music playing was a bit loud, so the women couldn’t hear us very well.

Crystal Jade Hu Cui Shanghainese Restaurant
So full of Christmas spirit he’s about to throw up. Christmas Day Lunch, Hu Cui Shanghai Restaurant, Ngee Ann City.

*Any Porsche but the Cayenne. With the Cayenne, all you’ll get is Christopher Lee riding astride you asking if he can turn on the Fann.

Boxing Day Surf Stop: Sydney to Hobart 2004 (It’s a yacht race); Boxing Day Test (It’s a cricket match)

So this is Christmas and what have you done?

iTunes’ party shuffle is playing a copy of: What Are You Doing New Year’s Eve? Harry Connick Jr. – When My Heart Finds Christmas, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn’t steal music.

A quick click on my archives, and I find that there’s not much difference from last Christmas. Only this year, reservist is before Christmas, and my friend Ryan’s got a girlfriend now and he’s gone on leave so he won’t call me to tell me what a miserable Christmas he’s having because the girl he likes doesn’t like him back that way.

I might have a guest over for Christmas Eve dinner with my family, depending on whether she’s patched up with her boyfriend or not. They always fight during this time of year. Then there are several Christmas and Boxing Day dinners to attend, and I might attend, depending on the make-up of the guests invited. By that I mean the number of married or attached guests. The coupled. At these dinners, you often witness the coupled being totally self-absorbed because it is after all the season that engenders such things, or you witness a big intra-couple blue brewing, and you just know that when they get home, they’re gonna be at each other’s throats because it is after all the season that engenders such things.

Then there is the danger of witnessing the non-coupled or recently uncoupled developing an imminent coupling. You know the sort. They go around the host’s house looking for the mistletoe, thinking no-one knows they’re doing that. (But Mr Miyagi, he see everything). I shudder at the thought that one day I might be one of the sort.

Not much middle ground there, and often too intense for my liking. I just like to eat the turkey stuffing with some cranberry sauce, can liao, and I can eat a whole can of that stuff. And I am thankful there will be food on my plate no matter what.

Merry Christmas everyone. Here’s to the underrated comfort of having more of the same stuff every year.

Christmas at home, 2002
Christmas 2002. The tree’s been shifted to the right of the picture this year.

Surf stop: Gulaman Life


iTunes’ party shuffle is playing a copy of: Starman – David Bowie – Best of David Bowie: 1969-1974, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn’t steal music.

I have one of those annoying eyelid twitching thing going on.

It means someone’s thinking of you, I’m told.

What the heow? If you’re thinking of me, call me, email me, send me a card. Don’t make my eyelid twitch like that! Fucking irritating!

I’m also told if you get a coughing or sneezing fit, someone’s thinking of you too. Thinking bad thoughts or good thoughts is another thing though, I’m told. But if you cough and cough, sneeze and sneeze, then fall down and break your neck, someone is in love with you, or something.

Meanwhile, my nephew’s Christmas wishlist is almost as expensive as mine. He wants the whole Thomas & Friends train and track layout collection:

Salty & Ocean Cars Three Pack

I haven’t spoken to Bad Luck Steve yet, and I don’t know if he’s back from Thailand or not. Wonder what he wants for Christmas. Definitely not a phone, I’m sure.

Speaking of phones, I received one of those late night phone calls last night. Y’know, from female friend in distress type of call? She wanted a place to crash, and asked if she could come over. I said sure. She said, so sorry to trouble you, I’ll call before coming over. I waited till 4am, and she never did turn up, and I only have this to say to her:

If you’re reading this and it’s you that’s thinking of me and making my eyelid twitch like that, STOP RIGHT NOW. IT’S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE!

Krispy Kreme Kat
Getting into the Christmas spirit, this cat was found stuffing himself into a box at River Valley.