String pulling
I just had a most fabulous business meeting at a primary school which is hiring my company. I found out in advance that the principal was formerly a teacher at ACS, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to mention that I, too, was from ACS. Bingo. She made coffee, offered me biscuits and before she […]
Hwyl brain cells, hwyl
After suffering terminal boredom for most of the night, looking through my extensive MP3 collection and sending some songs to a similarly nocturnal net addict, I developed breakfast cravings. Dim sum. Yum Cha. Somehow, with backside stuck firmly to antique chair, instead of going to the kitchen, I googled siew mai, Shw Mae, and xiumai. […]
Popiah
Mum made the ingredients for popiah on Friday night so we’d have popiah lunch on Saturday. She made so much we had popiah in the morning, and in the afternoon, popiah in the evening and probably tomorrow too…
Deep blue funks
I had a coupla conversations lately relating to depression. I can’t write about depression properly. If I could form coherent thoughts about it, I wouldn’t be doing it justice. To describe it would be too twee. The conversations I had with friends dealt with reactive depression, that is, the conversation revolved around the situational circumstances […]
It ain’t over till the blind man sings
$100 for the cheapest tix to Andrea Bocelli’s 2004 Tour! And the ticketing page (sistic lah) adds this instructional blurb: Please add to above price $2 SISTIC Fee for tickets above $20 and $1 SISTIC Fee for tickets below $20. Charges include GST. Pay me $100, I sing the entire La Boheme for you er!