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Bad Art Sharing Session
Thursday, March 30
Its a hamburger. I think my mouse is a bit funny. You can tell its a hamburger right? There's the lettuce...the meat's right there in the middle...
Simon Ng.
Wednesday, March 29
No, I'm not adopting Simon as a name. I'm fine with Kok even though it sounds rude.
Rather, I've been going through and catergorizing quite a number of blogs these few days, and there was an entry in one of them that struck something in me. It touched on relationships and people on the Internet, and the fact that people remain "alive" on the Internet.
Friendster was used as an example - Friendster doesn't delete people even if they haven't logged in since 2004. They're still people, with hobbies, interests, friends, testimonials and all that, even after they die. I've got one person who's passed away in my friend's list but her account and pictures are still there and she remains "alive".
Another example was the blog of this Simon guy who was murdered.
I don't know whether this piece of news was ever published in Singapore, or anybody read this before but Simon Ng was this young student in New York who was tied up by his unknown attacker in his apartment and repeatedly stabbed till he died, together with his sister, on May 12 2005. Only moments earlier Simon had written what was to be his last blog entry.
The police used his blog later to identify the murderer. Here's Simon's chilling last entry.
The picture above was taken from Simon's personal photos. Simon is still alive on the Internet, at least. You'll never die on the Internet.
(News Article)
Remember a fella called Ling How Doong?
Monday, March 27
I live in Jurong West now, but I used to live in Bukit Gombak when I was younger. Everything was fine and I loved that area - I lived across the road from my school, there was a nice Little Guilin Park nearby that I could visit and feed bread to turtles, the mama shop had everything I wanted (I still remember the name - Ong Mah Kow Supply). Then this MP called Ling How Doong got elected and came into the area. How do you do Mr Ling How Doong?
I didn't bother much about this guy. Knowing nothing about politics, I thought he was an okay MP. But then one fine day he decided to come along and paint my block 511 orange and green. ORANGE AND GREEN! The colors were horrible! Ghastly! I didn't like telling people I lived in that block - how could I when my block looked like...a ghastly orange and green colored block? From then on I thought he was the worst MP I'd ever seen - no good MP will ever paint people's block orange and green!
Then the time for the next elections came and this nice PAP uncle called Ang Mong Seng came along and put this Ling How Doong nincompoop out of a job. I think his name is perfect for a mama shop - Ang Mong Seng Supply. Anyway, Ang Mong Seng came and repainted our blocks in nicer colors. Best MP ever.
I don't know who remembers it, but Ling How Doong was once famous for a "Don't talk cock!" reply to Chiam See Tong in Parliament. And when you look at it most of the opposition MPs have been famous in a way or another for their oddball, eccentric antics. We have Chee Soon Juan who found a spare loudhailer lying around somewhere and started shouting at Goh Chok Tong; JB Jeyaretnam with his book and super sideburns; Tan Lead Shake who was the slipper man and makes me think of a mechanical pencil.
Ling How Doong has signalled his intention to challenge for Bukit Panjang in the upcoming elections - good luck to him. What I'm hoping will happen is he or some other opposition MP coming up with some outlandish antic that we all can label nincompoopish! Makes the elections far more fun to watch.
Damnit, I'm going to bed.
Sunday, March 26
This sucks man. I typed out one damned post throughout the early hours of the night. Then when I try to save it damned Blogger asks me to do some stupid login again and then my entire post is gone. I'm not going to type the whole thing out again - I've done it enough times in the few years I've had this blog. Damnit.
Photobooth
Wednesday, March 22
Today I saw a photobooth and thought I needed some pictures.
we got a city to love!
Sunday, March 19
I was sitting on my bed a while ago just listening to music, drinking from my can when this song comes up. The bloody song gets me shaking and rockin' to it and I'm shaking so hard I end up spilling my bloody drink all over the bed. What a fantastic song! I'm not sure if people who don't have a MySpace account can access this page, but anyway here's a link to that bloody song if you've never heard it before: The Strokes' MySpace Page
Damn you Strokes and your Juicebox song.
lost in translation.
Tuesday, March 14
This is Scarlett Johansson at the recent Golden Globes, where she got her globes groped by some gay interviewer live on TV, making lots of straight men wish they were gay too in the process. It's old news, but in case you're suddenly keen to know more about her she acted in a nice movie called 'Lost in Translation' which involved Japanese people and pink panties. And if can't be bothered and just want to see a video of that groping here's a short one with Ryan Seacrest and some other irritating girl evaluating the situation:
(from The Superficial)
Anyway, I know of a joke which involves the TV series Lost, Scarlett Johansson and pink whales. But I haven't actually made it up yet so I can't tell it to you and we'll put aside Scarlett for now (awww...) and talk about something else instead.
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I was stumbling around Chinatown with a friend yesterday looking for a marvelously named Fook Hai Building. Obviously we got lost (what else could happen?) and no we didn't go build a raft or blast hatches in the ground or something - we ended up asking a security guard for directions.
Us: "Excuse me, do you know where Fook Hai Building is?"
Guard: "What? How you spell that? F-u...."
Us: "No no no! F-o-o-k!"
Guard: "F-o-o-k Fook ah..."
Us: "Yar, Fook Hai Building..."
and some other awkward exchanges went on before the guard told us she didn't know and we were on our way. We didn't find the building eventually and ended up taking a bus down to Orchard to catch a (terrible) movie instead.
Anyway, it's probably not the worst (or most marvelous) building name ever because I think there's a 'Fook Hin', 'Fook & Aow' and 'Wah Gay' around too but I wonder what English speaking tourists will be thinking if they ever need to go to these places, or any place with a 'Fook' in it.
There's a bad joke to be made here about buildings with 'Fook' in their names and Scarlett Johansson - and I've actually made this one up already. It goes like this: One day, Scarlett Johansson comes to Singapore and hails a cab to go to Fook & Aow Building. The cabbie ends up driving her to a S&M hotel in Geylang.
I did say it was a bad joke!
Mr Complain
Sunday, March 12
the laughing machine.
Sunday, March 5
Instructions on Usage
1. click on the word 'laugh'.
2. you are to imitate the canned laughter you hear. here's my try.
3. laugh out loud.
4. one more time.
5. have a marvelous day.
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