On Sunday, someone told me I had a "...beautiful mind." It kinda made my day : )

Wally this morning, while trying to push my somnolent body to the side: "You're heavier than a dead cow!"

Wally, after having heard me mangle a song: "It's OK, baby. Yours is a visual medium."

 Wally, on seeing seeing an impossibly cute corgi puppeh from http://corgiaddict.com/. "Wah, God really knows how to make em!"

Ever since Kathy moved to NZ, we've been staying in touch over GChat. Sometimes we have very funny conversations. Here's a peek into such a conversation dated 21 July 2010.

Kathy: how was the straightening of you yesterday? (She's talking about my visit to the chiropractor)

me: Very crunchy. Sounded like the chiro was crushing peanut shells in my ( Read more... )

When my mum and sis talk abut the kids I'll have in the future, its always with some apprehension, because it's generally accepted that my children will be slavering beasts. Last week on our way to watch Night at The Museum 2 with my mum, we talked about the kind of relationship my sister's children and mine would have.

Eva: There's no way I'm going ( Read more... )

I had dinner last night with a couple of friends I got to know back from when we were studying in Melbourne. Wally and I love hanging out with them because they're down to earth, funny, and are great company.

One of our favourite activities is walking along avenues where the rich have their homes, and speculating about the miserable lives they lead ( Read more... )

If I ever ask you what music you listen to, please don't say, "Oh, I listen to everything!" Because it will make me shout a list of unlikely music genres at you.

Me: "Do you listen to opera?"

You: "Er, no.."

Me: "Mexican corridos?"

You: "What's that?"

Me: "Japanese Noh theatre music?"

You: "Errr...."

Me: "Psy trance?"

You: "No?"

Me: "So WHY do you say you ( Read more... )

Last night, Joe, Wally and I went to meet Sach and Suyin for dinner. We met up at Blooie's (a restaurant bar off Siglap), which was a little strange because we had two small children with us, but it turned out to be such a chill, earthy place that we felt at ease. Our conversations ran the gamut of catching up with them over their new life in ( Read more... )

Peering at the dregs of the miso soup in the saucepan, I decided it was too troublesome to have to rummage for a bowl, and then have to wash an extra item. But neither did I want to pour the soup down the drain (because of the starving children in Africa.) What to do? Finally I took (what was to me) the most natural, logical and convenient course ( Read more... )