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This is Sunday…

January 20, 2008 Leave a comment
 
Spent most of the weekend on my bicycle or at the movies. I have that aching lungs syndrome from all that exercise. It feels great!
Did plenty of proof-reading this weekend. Found alot of punctuation errors. Geez; what-was I thinking? On the bright side, they’re only text changes. So it’s rather quick; although remarkably tedious.
 
It’s almost the end of January. Does anyone else realise that?
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I have resolutions…

January 5, 2008 Leave a comment
 
Resolutions are, simply put, goals for the year.
 
Characteristically, resolutions are emobodiments of selfish hope and over-exaggrated ability. They are usually stated loudly to some friend, relative, spouse or unlucky wino. It is worth noting that resolutions tend to fall flat some time in the later half of the year. Many failed resolution-makers despair until Christmas (aided by the accompanying days off, booze and turkeys), when the slate gets wiped clean, and people get it into their heads to make those damn goals.
 
I have many failed 2007 resolutions: I’m definitely whale-ish; I’m still feckless; I am unsure about women; I haven’t gone to India yet. To be fair, things weren’t all that bad either. I have a rather enjoyable – although tough – job, I saw much of Singapore and have gotten published (my travel guidebook will be out by end of January! Woohoo!) in magazines and other stuff.
 
It’s 2008 (how quickly time flies!). And I’ve got a whole bunch of resolutions lined up for the next 48 weeks.
Here they are in no particular order:
 
  • Look good naked. Yup, a Kevin Spacey rip-off which leads on to greater and better things (see second last bulletpoint).
  • Write and publish books. So I’m a words-snob. Bite me. Tip: I foresee that tree-pulp reading material will be replaced by eBooks and portable handhelds (or my personal favourite – ‘Spider Jerusalem‘ glasses). A damn shame that the gargantuan book-making industry is taking too long to expire.
  • Master the motorcycle. A 2007 hold-over from last Februrary. Note to self: Theory tests should studied a few days before going in for the test.
  • Finish my charity editing for a Lao NGO. Another 2007 hold-over for Big Brother Mouse.
  • Learn to press the right buttons on women. Sexist, yes, but I’m not getting any.   
  • Do a ‘Motorcycle Diary’-like tour – once I get my motorcycle-diary license.

These resolutions are not as grandoise as my previous ones (Ahem. ‘Discover self’ was one of them). They are much more grounded, acheivable and plausible now. It must be the mellowing of spirit that comes with age.

Ah well, these are my resolutions for 2008.
What are yours, ladies and gentlemen?

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Basketball again

January 5, 2008 Leave a comment
 
From email: "This is the first basketball session of 2008. It’s been 13 years of weekend basketball."
 
We’ve played on the same hardwood courts for 13 years. We were close once.  We’d go out for dinner after basketball and trash-talk (boast). 
 
In the span of those years, people come and go. Faces leave for the longest time and suddenly pop back up. Take today, Bernard – skinny, remarkably fast guy – popped back up on court. He is still skinny and fast. Only now, he resembles the Asian version of Patrick Stewart; under the right lighting, of course.
 
It happens la.
 
It’s been 13 years. That’s plenty of time for people to change and for relationships settle down to a steady state. I’ve drifted away from this group. Now, I consider them basketball kakis – fun while b-balling, after which, it’s back to days as usual.
 
Still. 
 
The same thing. Every Saturday. For 13 years.
Now that’s just amazing.
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Vomitus Grandeur

December 30, 2007 Leave a comment
 
Grandmother threw up this afternoon. She has been throwing up quite often. Today’s puke was green and bubbly. It smelled like a just-opened Campbell soup can – an over thick, over coagulated mess. I held her up lest she choke on her own vomit. Mother cleaned her and the bed out.
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Blotchy, splotchy, muddled.

December 30, 2007 Leave a comment
 
I hate mornings after.
 
The kind when you wake up to distended limbs and an achy head – the result of a late night drinking session. First at Orange’s place, then at Thai Disco. Now, I consider myself a seasoned drinker – well-marinated in Chardonnays, XOs, hops and malts – but lately, on the next day, I get splotchy.
 
It used to be just hangovers, furry tongues and muddled heads. Now, a splotchy body?!
 
That, I think, must be a bad sign.
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Orchard Road Lights-up

December 23, 2007 Leave a comment
 
Orchard Road was a tangled snarl of SUVs, sedans, kelisas, BMWs and Hondas. The cars were there to gawp at the Christmas lights-up. Understandably, gawpers want a place untouched by heat, humidity and car exhaust fumes. And they get all these perks and a view to boot from within their cars.
 
A pity, then, that the view is unreal.
 
Oh, the view, whether seen from within or without a car, is the same. But car windows annoyingly seperate viewers from viewees in the same way things and people in a television screen seem to live on another world. Understand that Christmas (or any festival) should be lived through and not merely viewed from behind a plexi-glass window.
 
Get out there. Thump on the pavement. Breathe in the silver and glitter of this Christmas lights-up. And live Christmas instead of watching it through car windows.
 
ps: This year’s decorations – as with many years before this – are eminently forgettable.
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Saturday. Basketball

December 22, 2007 Leave a comment
 
I suck at this evening’s basketball game. Not surprising. I’m out of shape and hobble on a gimpy knee. Having said that, I made a few 3-pointers (2 in 2 games) and had a couple of strong moves (I carry 80kg of fat, gristle and some meat). Still, as I said earlier, there’s very little for me brag about.
 
Today’s game was interesting for two reasons:
1. There were loud and heated arguments on the rightness of each foul call. They’re thinly veiled attempts at browbeating opposing teams into submission.
2. The winning team refused to the leave the court.
 
The later requires explanation.
 
A whole bunch of people (20) turned up to play today. To give everyone a chance, each team could only stay on for 2 wins*. A team won twice. They refused to leave the court. I believed accusations of ‘childishness’ were flung around and the winners pointedly ignored the organisers. The winning team stayed on. They have a right to it. As dictated by tradition.
 
Traditions change.
 
Bear in mind, the organisers are the ones who spend time getting the court. Not petulant players, not the winning team. The organisers try to give everyone a shot at fair playing time. What gives them the right to decide on such ‘policies’? Nothing. Not even a moral right. But perhaps petulant and whiny players should try to organise – Wait, that’s not right – Perhaps they should try to ‘book’ a court for everyone to use.
 
So be nice players. There are people who actually care enough about others to organise such stuff.
And remember – it’s just a game!
 
* Normally, the winning team stays on until they get ousted by better teams.
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