Month: February 2005

An epiphany from doing nothing

The weather was supposed to be predictable. So I was very much peeved when I called off touch footy on account of a Category One storm brewing (because one does not recover from a lightning strike quickly enough for work on Monday), only for the clouds to clear and the rain to stop. But it was a good Sunday otherwise, because I had a good break, two decent cups of coffee and the best Sunday company I could wish for. Sometimes, it takes that sort of company to change the meaning of the things around you: the heat, the rain, the traffic noise, the rude salespeople, the clueless waiting staff and the good cups of coffee. (Or it could be that Ireland beat England at rugby) Only the best for me and my kakis Surf stop: Wurh.com (Yeah, I know, Surf stopped twice before. But she’s a cutie. What to do?) iTunes’ party shuffle is playing a copy of: She – Elvis Costello – Notting Hill, of which I have the original CD and therefore …

Laws of our land: Part I

Being the kaypoh that I am, I got myself caught up in the furore that was unfolding on FF’s last couple of posts, in which she described how outraged she was at a dinner companion’s photographing her cleavage/bosom/chest/blouse. So, I looked up the Penal Code to see if, at law, what the dirty bastard did was a punishable offence, here in our country vaunted for our protective justice system. If you’ve been here long enough, you’d have heard the term ‘outrage of modesty’ being bandied about: How some women have their modesties outraged in the lift, on the bus, in the mrt and at the supermarket checkout queue. So, I thought maybe the first port of call might be Section 354 of the Penal Code. But as far as I see (pretty near), the law does not define how one’s modesty is outraged, and if anyone knows where I can find the definition, set in stone, please leave a trail in the comments. Some other interesting things I found from our Penal Code today: If …

Let’s fold scarves

Me and Mr Brown, we’re going to our secondary school reunion dinner next week. It’ll be the first time either of us has attended such a thing. Not that it’s that important to maintain old school ties, but this one’s a big one. It is twenty years since we took our ‘O’ Levels. Naturally, a little anxiety has set in. We don’t know what to wear. Maybe we could design our own outfits. Surf stop: Hailey Xie iTunes’ party shuffle is playing a copy of: My Funny Valentine – Chet Baker – A chance of sunshine, of which I have the original CD and therefore didn’t steal music. Tweet