Winging it
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 Easter Saturday. […]
Engrish as she is singed
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!
Not gonna be a good Monday
‘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?
No escape
The latest drama to grip Singapore, once again, had an element of adventure-in-the-tropics. It involved a hitherto satisfied citizen of our isle doing what she was supposed to do: be a satisfied citizen. She just suddenly went berserk, flew her coop and headed helter skelter for freedom. Tragically, folk who do this seldom survive outside […]
Gym showers
I only just realised that the two dispensers in the shower stalls, one marked “Moisturizing Shampoo” and the other “Shower Gel”, dispense the same thing. (I swapped, using the gel to shampoo and the shampoo to shower, and like I suspected, no discernible difference). Because I pay only a measly $800 a year for membership, […]