Thank you PR Academy for having us speak at its 5th Annual Conference. This year’s topic was New Media and something something. I can’t really remember because I was very sick. Nonetheless, apart from a little stage fright when I realised the large audience, we had fun with our little show and tell – which also gave us the chance to air the tur kua episode one more time.
Sorry, Minister Lee Boon Yang, but I did not intentionally put the YouTube button on your nose. Honest.
It’s meme time because Rambling Librarian’s tagged me. It’s called the ‘Best Blog Forward‘ meme, and apparently there’s a prize to be won or something. Not sure. Never read properly. But got prize.
So, here’s my contribution: The most popular (most read) blog post on this blog is a TODAY article titled ‘Living in glass houses‘, and is the most popular because it talks about the Tammy NYP Sex Videophone Video, and you know what? Having used those words, this blog post is going to be quite popular with the search engines as well.
And so, I tag the following bloggers (the latest five incoming technorati links), so that they have a chance at winning some prize:
Today, while trying to shop for lights, I discovered a new material. It is called ‘Bronj’.
The salesperson recommended the ‘Bronj’ material for the standing lamp, when we said we didn’t like the one we were looking at, which, she told us, was made of ‘Stanless Stew’.
She was really polite and helpful, this salesperson, and we were fortunate to have her attend to us, else we would never have known that the Bronj lamp was made in Belgium, same as the Stanless Stew ones.
It’s a pain having a bad flu and having to move house.
You can call me Professor of Grumpology now, because I am still the big time grump. So grumpy I’ve griped at things I’d normally let slide – such as Spizza’s lackadaisical chefs (the ones at Serangoon Gardens – I don’t know about the other branches), to whom I have this to say:
Thinly sliced, Parma ham’s great with rocket or rockmelon. But if you do it the Spizza Serangoon Garden way, (haha Serangoon Garden Way), it becomes what my grandma calls in Hokkien, ‘Kiam Tok Tok’, or ‘Salty like fuck’.
Of course, being pre-occupied with moving meant I only had a little time to gripe about such things, as well as news of the devastating Java earthquake, and news on Saturday (better late than never), that poverty in Singapore has been around since before the elections.
Being busy also meant I didn’t have time to congratulate my cousin, who worked for the successful Las Vegas Sands bid. I’m just wondering if any of my nosso good uncles might call him up like the time they did when they found out he worked for an international Ingteegraded Resock – and ask if he has any lobangs for da brudders to work in security.