Friday, October 31, 2008

Am distracted...

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Thursday, October 30, 2008

Faster and faster...

I didn't know till just a while ago that response within same day is not acceptable. The client sent us a query at 7:04am. We responded at 5pm. Not acceptable. Wow!

Nobody waits anymore. Even when we stop moving, I gather the momentum we generate will cause self-combustion and auto-cremation.

Then truly will we have no bones for anyone to pick with.

How lovely then!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Fish

So the boy had to go back to school today. He protested, saying the food in school was no good..

Me: But you like the chicken rice in school right?
Boy: Yes! But just rice only.
Me: Huh? Only rice? No chicken?
Boy: Got chicken, but no fish!

Hanoi

Really nice trip... and especially enjoyed Halong Bay on a Junk Boat (overnight cruise).

I love being on a boat at sea. The opposite holds true for me swimming in it. The boy on the other hand, cannot swim unaided but jumped fearlessly into it from the bow of the boat, wearing his two tiny inflated arm bands, one of which was leaking air! Thankfully, he didn't drown and I survived.

To book the boat trip, contact the tour agency located at 10, Hang Be Street ( pronounced as 'hung bay') Tel: 0982663389. Costs vary but for us 2Adults/1Child, it was USD240, inclusive of transfers, meals on board and 3 mini excursions - limestone caves, grotto & tiptop island.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

An Illusion

Step back 2 or 3 metres from your screen - Who do you see?

Got this information from somewhere - maybe conversations with somebodies or maybe read it somewhere... anyway, I can't exactly recall how I got it in my head - the things we see are merely only light reflections. We don't actually 'see' the object, but rather, we see the light reflected off that object. Ask 3 people on a full moon day, to look at the moon and tell you how big the moon is, and depending on their vision, you will get 3 different answers... like, say, as big as a panadol, as big as my dinner plates, as big as my arse (kidding!) etc. So, alright, I had this bit of information in my head. So what? Well, 'seeing' this picture illusion appear in my email today quite disturbed me. Because, it really demonstrates how something the same can be 'seen' differently, even by me.

Which now explains how I could look fat in the mirror one day and alright the next I suppose... Hahhahaa!

Forgotten...

Oh dear, your uncle forgot to pick you up from school today! He offered to pick you up, then forgot about it!

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Sandwich

I should have taken a picture of your sandwich this morning. I left you alone to eat your breakfast while I got ready to go to work. You screamed for me a few times while I was in the bathroom and so, I braced myself to see a huge mess when I got out.

Instead, I saw this very neat open-faced sandwich. Bread at the bottom, piled generously with cheese and egg omelette. Plus, a generous dollop of berry jam on top.

You made this and was screaming for me because you couldn't slice the remaining french loaf to make a cover for your creation.

I helped you with that and then you ate it all up.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Flights, Meals & Seats Confirmed.

Photographs by Philip Harle (c) 2001-2008

A knock on the head.

Afghan refugees wait to receive free food at a distribution area before fleeing from the troubled Bajaur tribal region in Pakistan October 17, 2008. Pakistani authorities have begun expelling Afghan refugees from a tribal region that has become the main battleground between troops and fighters linked to the Taliban and al Qaeda, officials said last week.
REUTERS/Adil Khan (PAKISTAN)
REUTERS/© Stringer Pakistan / Reuters

Friday, October 17, 2008

Question.

Me: YY, I ask you a question?
YY: What?
Me: Do you like to be YY?
YY: Yes.
Me: Don't you want to be somebody else?
YY: No.
Me: Sure?
YY: Yes.

He's way ahead. I'm only beginning to be happy being me.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Parity

Seems like parity is bonus these days...*sigh*

On the side:
if a = b and b = c, then is a = c?
I learnt that it is in Mathematics.

But if Mice = Food
And Food = Rice
Then Mice = Rice?

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Violin Fugue

Getting nowhere. Kinda hit the plateau right after we got him the darn expensive 1/10 violin. Now, it's just going downhill. Group lessons ended last Saturday and he's suppose to start having individual lessons. We're holding it off. Until ... I get him back on track.

It's an uphill task.

Read up all I could on articles about 'music practice for kids'. Seems like the key to it is 'routine practice'.

My mother threatened many times to break my piano up with an ax. It's far easier to break the violin up.

I pray I don't.

fugue Dictionary.com Unabridged (v 1.1)
1. Music. a polyphonic composition based upon one, two, or more themes, which are enunciated by several voices or parts in turn, subjected to contrapuntal treatment, and gradually built up into a complex form having somewhat distinct divisions or stages of development and a marked climax at the end.
2.
Psychiatry. a period during which a person suffers from loss of memory, often begins a new life, and, upon recovery, remembers nothing of the amnesic phase.

Let us begin.

Monday, October 13, 2008

SGD to 1AUD

OH SHIT!

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Bought...

3 books on Indian Spirituality:
- The Upanishads;
- The Dhammapada; and
- Bhagavad Gita

Decided to read the Dhammapada first.

Am I scaring people around me here?

Hahhahaha!!!

Friday, October 03, 2008

Coconut Trees

See that tall coconut tree?
Yup?
Go pluck the coconut.
Sure. Do you have a ladder?
No.
A fruit-picker?
No.
Then how can we reach the coconut?
I pay you to do it.
So what about outsourcing?
No budget.
How about we think about it.
No, I want it now.
But we can't.
You all are useless.
But we don't have the tools.
Excuses.
(a Monkey happened to come along, climb up the tall tree and retrieve one)
Silence.
See? even a Monkey can do it! You all are useless!
All left.
The Monkey was employed.

Thursday, October 02, 2008

What do you do... if you are shouted at?

Question posed to me by my colleague. My instant answer, "I don't know. I have never been shouted at by anyone at work."

I suddenly recalled. I was shouted at before! By an Art Director way back in my career when I was working in an ad agency as a suit. Whenever he could, he will swear at me for chasing him for work he couldn't deliver on time. (Apparently, somebody told me he's a changed man now. Whatever.) So one day, after I sent him an email about his non-delivery, yet again, he charged up to my workstation and went," KNNCB... blar blar blar... !" I got really fed up, looked him in the eye, picked up my phone in slow mo and went, "One more word from you and I'm calling the police!" He must have seen I meant it, because he redirected his screams at the man seated behind me - my then-boss, "D**** P***! I want to see you now!" and stormed off.

I went back to my work.

I think the incident is still well remembered by my ex-colleagues.

Hilarious!