Archive for March, 2010



March 31, 2010

I just realized I hit the 500th SMS conversation with the boyfriend. Not that I counted, but one of the (more useless) perks about owning a HTC Magic is that it tracks stuff like that for you.

This is since I bought the phone last July.

I’m not sure what that means really, but methinks maybe it’s not bad, for a dowdy couple in their sixth year.

Although, I must contend that three-quarters of those are probably from me – with one liners like “I’m bored” or “What time are you coming over?” – and another one-quarter from him saying “6 pm”.

(And then arriving at 8, which is what is happening right now, and you can tell that I am really bored – I have to be, to be carrying on about this longer than I need to).

Still, it’s a far cry from the days when we first started seriously conversing – not as a couple, mind you – just over ten years ago. At the time, text messaging was all the vogue and somehow we could easily exceed 1000 messages every month (not necessarily only to each other :p).

Ahh… Young love.


Photoshoot: A Fishy Business

March 27, 2010

Three A.M under the blanket of night
At the island’s far ends boats slink in and dock
In yellow crates their captives jump
Then flop
Then eyes dull they stare
Gills expanding and gasping in deadly air
Men shout a price as the eyes become fixed
Scales scraped, flesh sliced
And plundered and raped
The first rays of light as morning breaks
Washing away the blood and gore
Of the night before


Wee hour roadtrip with the Little Sister to the Jurong Fishery Port for our mini photo project.

I think I have seen (and smelled) enough of fish to last me a lifetime. I can only say, I am so glad I don’t eat fish maw.


Lunch with the Bankers and Lawyers

March 20, 2010

A lazy, Saturday afternoon lunch with the old buddies from Junior College is always refreshing and stimulating. With Bankers and Lawyers (and one currently-unemployed-but-not-for-long Masters of Finance) at the helm, today’s conversation was vastly different from the harping about Jack Neo and his indiscretions, which seems to be the topic of choice with the company I keep these days.

While I do like to think of myself as relatively intelligent, I’m really the underachiever of the bunch.

Here’s a sampling of one excellent topic from the table this afternoon:

There are five pirates, ranked A to E, who are to split 100 pieces of gold. The pirates take turns to propose a way to share out the gold, and each pirate gets a vote. If at least 50% of the pirates (i.e. 3 out of 5, or 2 out of 4) vote “Yes”, the proposal will be accepted and the gold will be shared out accordingly. If not, the pirate making the proposition will be killed, and the next pirate in line will get to propose a method. The order of the pirates is non-interchangeable – A will first make the proposal, if he is killed, B gets to propose, and so on.

Some assumptions about the pirates:

  • All the pirates are rational, logical and highly intelligent
  • All the pirates will attempt to maximize their own gains
  • To them, preserving their life is more important than money (i.e. they would rather not get any gold than die)

Assuming you represent Pirate A (the first Pirate to propose), how would advise your client such that he would be able to get the maximum number of gold?

(Hint: The answer is more than you’d expect)

It felt good to get the rusty ol’ cranium out of the box once in awhile.


Edit >> The boyfriend was able to work it out doubly quick. *beams* The difference between the Mathematical types and the, well, not. Right now, Pig is impressed.


The Quiet World

March 18, 2010

By Jeffrey McDaniel

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.


Photoshoot : Playing with Light

March 17, 2010

My City

Shooting at night is not one of my favourite things to do, and a night out on the town tackled my phobia head on.

I was dragging my feet a little bit also because it was a Monday night after all.

While the results are admittedly corny, playing with light was surprisingly fun. And the Little Sister and I ended up hanging out a wee longer than we needed to.

I. Still. Hate. Tripods. *grumbles*


Finally, my way overdue review on TA

March 10, 2010

As someone who relies plenty on TripAdvisor for vacation decisions, I felt it was about time for me to give back some.

In fact, it was through the site, while searching for possible destinations for a corporate retreat, that I came across this gem of a place (#1 for Batam, even though it ain’t really in Batam).

So far, I’ve only ever tried to make one other review contribution, a more negative one about a hotel in Nice that was really disappointing despite the positive reviews it got. I felt it would help level the playing field a little, so others would be able to make a more educated choice. Unfortunately, as luck would have it, the page hung, I never got to submit the post and was too lazy to type another.

In either case, Telunas Beach Resort I would really recommend for an unconventional getaway. For those residing in Singapore, it requires almost zero planning, provided you have nothing against a three-hour ride on the local ferry, and having nothing in particular to do for a couple of days doesn’t bore you to tears.

As for me, I wanna go back! I need to just be bored and away from this maddening crowd.


Oh no, this is so me.

March 7, 2010

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