Archive for September, 2005

Experts from four continents gather in Belfast

Friday, September 30th, 2005

Seriousissue Notable presentation: "Public Toilet Excellence – The Singapore Model".

Key Quote: "The biggest epidemic sweeping the country at the moment is street urination."

Another update can be found here.

I guess all the clean toilet campaigns has put us on the map.

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When people ask me why they should not carry sacks of grain while looking at their young wives

Friday, September 30th, 2005

I direct them here.

Why we like Germans nurses

Friday, September 30th, 2005

Two words: Beer and porn.

What do old ladies do when they are done singing the Beatles and the Carpenters?

Friday, September 30th, 2005

Don’t you feel like doing this now?

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

Mustrestnow

It’s been a long week for me.

p.s. Agnes: My condolences on your loss. Now is not a time for sorrow but a time for cherishing the happy memories.

When men are important

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

We persevere and get results.

Attention Tequila lovers

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

We have been vindicated.

(Jeff and David: Cafe Iguana no?)

Safety Advisory for Baptists

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

Don’t sway in the bus.

How a real man treats a grizzly bear bite

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

A real man uses duct tape.

Headline of the week

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

Try saying it 10 times, very quickly.

Possible indication that scientists may not be leading a healthy sex life

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

ScientistThey start filming squid porno.

Key Quote: "This is the dream – we’re going to get this sensational footage of the giant squid trying to do obscene things with the camera."

Funeral Update: Would you like some curry chicken?

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

First of all, thanks, everyone, for your kind words online and off.

Am really tired from running around all-day. There were some space issues as our driveway is cramped and one of our neighbours weren’t very understanding about having a funeral near his house.

Anyway, have been setting up and tearing down tables. Not as proficient as a seasoned pro, but I think my cousins and I can give a good run for their money.

One of the most difficult part in a funeral arrangement is telling people about it. It must be done right. This is one of the reasons people join churches, associations and other religious or social communities. I think.

Fortunately people turned up because food for 150 was catered. The caterer is a wonderful guy that does home-cooked stuff cheap and good. The curry chicken is really great.

Let me get an unpleasant thing out of the way first: I applied for urgent leave for 3 days on Sunday. It was approved by two managers. To my surprise, I got a call asking for a meeting with a senior manager today. Is it too much to ask for some time or that my movement be updated? I mean when my father lay dying in hospital, I was called to return to work and was told that such personal matters should not interfere with my work.

All I can say is this: Projects come and go; but everyone has only one family. When it is your turn, I pray you receive more understanding and compassion.

Back to curry chicken. It’s a traditional funeral food. Somehow everyone dipping crusty bread into a bowl of pipping hot curry is a very communal thing to do. In fact, it is often used as a "secret" way to tell people, there’s a death in the family: Would you like some curry chicken?

And tomorrow (today actually, it’s 1.35am), there’s duck soup with salted vegetables. ;)

My grandmother has passed on

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

Boltoutoftheblue11.57am. Phone rang. Nobody really calls anymore. It’s all short messages now. So when a call comes, it is usually never good.

12 noon. The Tan, Wee and Ng family networks have been activated. We have done this before and we have prepared ourselves for this. Before.

Process and procedure. Keep moving. Think later.

Will halt posting for now till the dust clears. Take care, all.

Why we love women

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

They stuff anything up their asses.

When you next meet your stockbroker

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

Don’t go alone.