Monthly Archives: July 2010

My friend becomes a knight

Hos­san is awe­some, and he makes things look so easy if you don’t see him pan­ick­ing, try­ing to mem­o­rise scripts because they’ve been given to him at the last minute. He speaks French so well that if you were stranded on a desert island that was a French colony, you’d want him to be in

Singapore Pledge — Hossan Leong Show version

Raf­fles City Shop­pers’ Exclu­sive Dis­count Hos­san is offer­ing a 20% dis­count to all Raf­fles City Shop­pers! Sim­ply spend $50 in Raf­fles City from 9–31 July 2010 and present your receipt at the SISTIC counter located on level 1 of Raf­fles City to receive the dis­count. Terms & Con­di­tions: – Dis­count is only applic­a­ble to Cat­e­gory

Eat fish will die ah? Eat this one and you might

Blood still boil­ing from the dis­cov­ery of yesterday’s Razor TV cov­er­age of the same restau­rant buy­ing and serv­ing giant grouper that CNA talked about last month, Naomi did a lit­tle research and found that not only is this big fish a vul­ner­a­ble species, it is also likely to be poi­so­nous as its flesh con­tains a

ST equals CNA’s cluelessness

First posted on greenkampong.com Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb… If you sing that to the tune of the score from “Jaws”, you’ll be able to warn oth­ers about our fine country’s “trusted” news sources. Last month we fea­tured how CNA cel­e­brated the cap­ture and cook­ing of a Queens­land Grouper despite it being

Separated at Birth: London 2012 Mascot & One-Eyed Minion

Meet Wen­lock Meet One Eyed Minion

Oh, so that’s what a tantrum sounds like

Kai is grow­ing really quickly. Every day he comes up with some­thing new. Like yes­ter­day morn­ing, he tried tak­ing off his pyja­mas on his own — and I know I can’t be both­ered to word the event in a more excit­ing fash­ion, because if you’re not a par­ent, you won’t get why I’m so amazed

Self-radicalisation and the terrorism expert

To accom­pany last month’s word of the month, “cul­vert”, comes a term from the Home Team, and it is “self-radicalisation”. I’ve been swamped with work lately, and have only caught snip­pets of what this ‘self-radicalisation’ means in today’s inter­net and new media age. Appar­ently, some­thing to do with surf­ing bad stuff on the net that makes

What becomes of the broken hearted (world cup fans)?

They mope for a cou­pla days and still watch the 3rd and 4th plac­ing match even though they’ve spent the morn­ing lament­ing about how mean­ing­less these matches are and how they should scrap them and go straight for the grand final. Or they pass their pas­sion on to the next gen­er­a­tion of foot­ball tragics:

All’s well in the world because our son can say “chicken”

He said it loudly and clearly — pos­si­bly the clear­est he’s every pro­nounced any (Eng­lish) word. The rest are approx­i­ma­tions which we accept because he’s a baby and we’re his par­ents. “Chicken”, he said. And then Mama took out her iPhone and tried to make him repeat the word. As you’d expect, it wasn’t going

Channelnewsbetter always looks on the bright side

WSJ arti­cle here; CNA arti­cle here