Monthly Archives: October 2004

Motor Morons’ Motoring Weekend

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Being With You — Smokey Robin­son — Bill­board Top Hits: 1981, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. No, I didn’t go watch the rugby or the wake­board­ing this week­end, because every time I looked out the win­dow, it looked like it was

Chopsticks Olympics

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Work­ing Class Hero — John Lennon — Lennon Leg­end: The Very Best of John Lennon, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. I’ve had a string of bad days work and oth­er­wise. There were hours where I couldn’t make heads or tails of

This Sporting Life*

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Pre­lude To A Kiss — Duke Elling­ton — This Is Jazz (Vol­ume 7), of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. This week­end promises to be a sport­ing week­end. There are three major events on this our lit­tle island. There’s the 57th Sin­ga­pore Cricket

The death penalty’s got nothing to do with soccer

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Flame trees — Jimmy Barnes — Flesh and Wood, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. I went and bought The New Paper today at the petrol sta­tion because I had already read the Straits Times this morn­ing. There were 64 pages in

Mr Miyagi’s Merchandise

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Piki Mai — Kiri Te Kanawa — Maori Songs, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. In light of recent media atten­tion, I’ve been asked many ques­tions, press­ing ques­tions, to which I don’t yet have answers. Why do you blog? must rate as

Vartever it is, it’s werry good

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Even Bet­ter Than The Real Thing — U2 — The Best & The B-Sides Of 1990–2000 (Disc 1: The Best Of), of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. One of the things Diana Ser asked me which didn’t make the final cut of

Vaguely gay recluse

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Bonde — Ali Farka Toure with Ry Cooder — Talk­ing Tim­buktu, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. Some angry young woman thinks I look vaguely gay on TV, and I wasn’t even hav­ing a dou­ble mac or an Orange Mocha Frap­pu­cino. 3)

2047

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: I Can’t Wait — John Hiatt — Walk On, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. You go on a trip think­ing it will recharge your bat­ter­ies, and that you’ll come back refreshed and ready for work. No lor. I am crabby as

Declining magic carpet rides

iTunes’ party shuf­fle is play­ing a copy of: Song Sung Blue — Neil Dia­mond — Stones/Moods, of which I have the orig­i­nal CD and there­fore didn’t steal music. A dou­ble mac­chi­ato and a club sand­wich, not toasted, please. A dou­ble Mac and a club sand­wich. To have here? Yes please. Then I col­lect my food and bev­er­age

Causeway Bay

Lost in Trans­la­tion. I feel like the guy in 2046. There was a point dur­ing my stay in Hong Kong that I won­dered if I would feel like myself, or some sem­blance of what I thought I was. Then I thought, wah lao, damn cock lah! And I went out of the