Saturday, May 07, 2005
Lightning Funny
It probably says a lot when one can't tell the difference between rest from work and convalescence from illness, lying in bed with a fever and a nose damper than the average Englishman - it feels good. Take it.
So a week later and much has transpired, of which I have written nothing.
On the bright side I now have a wireless 108Mbps network to play with, on the not-so-bright side I blew a substantial portion of my salary just to make myself happy.
One of my frieds has decided to write an article about why we don't have enough babies in Singapore. In mitigation, I'll write that she's Canadian so she clearly doesn't understand the situation properly. Cough.
Anyway, amongst some of hercriticisms insights are that
1) People stay with their parents too much
and
2) Cars are too expensive in Singapore
I think she might be on to something here.
I also propose that we qualify legalising bartop dancing for women with the caveat that the woman must have sexual intercourse immediately after (with a man); sort of the way oral sex is only legal if it is followed by penetrative intercourse afterwards.
Anyhow sex aside, I have finally found Speakers Corner in Singapore.
It's in the corner of some unknown park in the middle of Freaking Nowhere, which is a little suburb somewhere within the dingier part of the city, near Chinatown. When I drove past (and realised that this was The speaker's corner) there were a grand total of 2 individuals upon it, both of the avian variety. I think they were optimistacally trying to discover something stimulating amidst the barren-ness of the artificial astroturf that line the grounds.
I couldn't help but remember Speaker's Corner, Hyde Park, London and feel a strange pang of bitter nostalgia.
******
Some of the funniest sights I have ever witnessed with my own eyes / ears include :
Alice, hands clasped in pseudo-prayer pretending to be an angel,
Dozer pretending to bite K on the shoulder without a second's pause, in response to the phrase "don't worry, she doesn't bite",
my ex-reg drolly intoning "my mother also say I handsome" in response to someone else saying he was very honest because his mother say so.
A certain person looking me blankly in the eye and saying "no?" in response to the all-time low, "I'm trying to say the three hardest words a guy can ever say to a girl, you know?"
(and then appending "I'm not good with these kinds of things" with a mischievious smile)
So a week later and much has transpired, of which I have written nothing.
On the bright side I now have a wireless 108Mbps network to play with, on the not-so-bright side I blew a substantial portion of my salary just to make myself happy.
One of my frieds has decided to write an article about why we don't have enough babies in Singapore. In mitigation, I'll write that she's Canadian so she clearly doesn't understand the situation properly. Cough.
Anyway, amongst some of her
1) People stay with their parents too much
and
2) Cars are too expensive in Singapore
I think she might be on to something here.
I also propose that we qualify legalising bartop dancing for women with the caveat that the woman must have sexual intercourse immediately after (with a man); sort of the way oral sex is only legal if it is followed by penetrative intercourse afterwards.
Anyhow sex aside, I have finally found Speakers Corner in Singapore.
It's in the corner of some unknown park in the middle of Freaking Nowhere, which is a little suburb somewhere within the dingier part of the city, near Chinatown. When I drove past (and realised that this was The speaker's corner) there were a grand total of 2 individuals upon it, both of the avian variety. I think they were optimistacally trying to discover something stimulating amidst the barren-ness of the artificial astroturf that line the grounds.
I couldn't help but remember Speaker's Corner, Hyde Park, London and feel a strange pang of bitter nostalgia.
******
Some of the funniest sights I have ever witnessed with my own eyes / ears include :
Alice, hands clasped in pseudo-prayer pretending to be an angel,
Dozer pretending to bite K on the shoulder without a second's pause, in response to the phrase "don't worry, she doesn't bite",
my ex-reg drolly intoning "my mother also say I handsome" in response to someone else saying he was very honest because his mother say so.
A certain person looking me blankly in the eye and saying "no?" in response to the all-time low, "I'm trying to say the three hardest words a guy can ever say to a girl, you know?"
(and then appending "I'm not good with these kinds of things" with a mischievious smile)
