Go the Wobblies

I don’t normally blog about sport. But I love rugby and no matter how many times they’ve had defeat snatched from the jaws of victory, I still barrack for them, cos they’s so lovable, thems Wallabies.

And tonight, they beat, no, make that beat and kept a clean slate, of the Principality of Wales, 31 to Donut!

The first time the dragons has had to make do with a donut in 99 years of Test match rugby. The world cup’s coming and things are looking up!

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The Sea-Monkey Diaries, Part Five

It’s a case of Monkey See, Monkey Do. Or Sea-Monkey See, Monkey Do, if you want to be more specific. Or Sea-Monkey Sea-Monkey Do…

But anyway, Paul Chan’s started his own colony. For the benefit of his kids, of course. Of course! And I’ve been told that they’ve run out of Sea-Monkey kits at the Toys R Us at Tampines.

There’s nothing wrong with raising Sea-Monkeys, but if you want to assuage your guilt, you can blame this blog, or if you have kids, just say it’s for them. It’s an educational tool after all. (Daddy, is it true that female Sea-Monkeys can fertilize their own eggs? Does that make them Lebanese Sea-Monkeys? Or are they simply Homogenous?)

If you can’t be bothered, then just watch tv. Speaking of which, how about that American Idol huh? Congratulations Jordin Sparks. What an Idol, what a name for an Idol.

Looking back to the beginning of the season, and as much as I’d rather forget, I’m recalling and admitting to saying that I thought Sanjaya Malakar was a hit, and that he ‘got my vote’.

Next time, must be very careful what I write.

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The Sea-Monkey Diaries, Part Three

Day 5

No, we’re not bored with our new pets yet! No, they’re not glorified dried larvae. They’re alive and they’re feeding on the tiny spoonful of gunk we scraped out of sachet 3. Just as well we got to watch them feed and defecate (yup, they shit), because it was a depressing American Idol day, when our favourite Idol contestant of all time was not voted into the finals.

For the benefit of those who need to see moving pictures before they believe that Sea-Monkeys are real animals:

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If I can dream

Last night, I watched (several times because on Star World, they repeat programs all day long – negating the need for a smart tv set top box but that’s another story altogether) one of the most breathtaking things I’ve watched on television: the duet on American Idol between Elvis Presley and Celine Dion, the clip of which I would’ve purchased on iTunes if not for the stupid geographical limitations. So here it is on YouTube:

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Telling behaviour

Today, while waiting in the waiting room of a medical imaging place, a lady walked in with who I think is her elderly mother, and they spoke to the radiologist/medical imaging dude guy, and then they made their way out. I sez to them, ‘hang on, lemme get the door for you’, to which the lady sez, ‘are you Singaporean?’, to which I sez, ‘Why, yes, why would you think otherwise’?.

Of course, I paraphrase. I actually merely sezzed to her, ‘Um yes‘, to which she sezzed back while her mother wandered off alone down the hallway of the medical imaging place, ‘Hmmm, surprising‘.

So, the non-surprising thing to do, as a proud Singaporean, would have been to let them get the door themselves, and then mutter under one’s proud Singaporean breath, that, ‘wah lao, this place the MRI so expensive, automatic door also dowan to install, all the money go inside the doctor pocket lah! You think what? One MRI so much already, long time ago already pay off the machine whaaaat!’, seeing as ’tis the proud Singaporean season to justify prices and salaries (‘The Great Singapore Pay-Scale is followed in May by the Great Singapore Sale‘, says a paragraph in the 2007 Visit Singapore e-Brochure’, or something).

I know there are ugly types in every country, but the other day, my friend told me of a trip to one of KL’s wonderful pirated DVD shopping complexes, and how when he was positively identified as a Singaporean, was given a sales pitch for ‘the season finale of American Idol 2007, America haven’t see yet, we got already, nair bluff you one, many people buy already! You buy together with complete season of Heroes, I give you discount’!

Anyway, back to medical imaging. You know how they’re always touting the safetynessness of x-rays, MRIs and CT scans, and how they don’t really damage you unless you were pregnant or if you had a pacemaker, or had some metal inside or on your body? If they’re so safe, then maybe they could make self-operated photo booths which dispensed x-rays, MRIs and CTs like Neoprint stickers. Wouldn’t that be cool?

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