Old man's rant
I'm not getting any younger.
I was sooo tired after 90 mins of tennis on Friday. Maybe it's because I've not played for quite a while, so the Clueless Dog/Headless Chicken, that is moi, got really excited and started running around like a madcap and whacking every ball with all my might. I could barely whimper, crawl or nibble after that. And my wrist (from gripping too hard) and bums (from picking balls) are still hurting today.
But that didn't stop me from meeting up with my old mates for supper, drinks and blogger conference. There was so much to talk about I forgot about my fatigue totally. And while we tried to concoct get-rich schemes and ways to cure cancer, we didn't realise it was already 3am!
Yeah, I'm not getting any younger. Maybe it's time to set the wheels in motion, walk unafraid, 破釜沉舟， and go for 创举, to where no man has gone before. It's now or never, non?
Anyone caught Eric Khoo's Be With Me? The critics seem to love it, but it's crap to me. Granted, it may be sad, especially since the story about Theresa Chan (playing herself) is real. But other than that, methinks it takes more than a few scenes of an old man feeding his ailing wife, and him crying later on to make a touching story. At times the movie is totally silent, without even background music, and it is during trying times like these that you start to appreciate the plush, cushy seats in the theatre.
Don't get me wrong. I do like arty-farty films because of the raw feel and extreme realness in them. In fact, I love foreign films from Europe and South America that portray in frightening detail normal people's lives. But not so for Be With Me; it's a sorry excuse of an art film IMHO. Luckily, we're saved by a mighty fine Lynn Poh and the lesbians everyone is talking about. You could hardly fault them for being lesbians - they're both hot!
I may not be getting any younger, but I can't help wondering if the film got a standing ovation at Cannes because the ang mos are fascinated with all things Asian, and amused by the dysfunctional lives of Singaporeans. One thing I did learn from the show though: Check who's below you first before jumping. You don't want to be charged for both manslaughter and committing suicide after landing on somebody.
By the way, it's 911 today. The same question will forever be asked: Where were you and what were you doing at that time? I was out on a date the whole day that fateful Tuesday. When I returned to hostel at around 9-10pm, a hall-mate and friend told us that a plane crashed into the World Trade Center. My first thoughts were why was a plane flying around downtown Singapore? Oh, by the way, is 911 the reason why the place is now known as Harbourfront instead?
It didn't take long before the whole block knew about it and crowded around the lobby to catch the news on tv. I stayed up till 4am surfing the latest reports and watching the same clips being played over and over again on tv. I think that was the only time the CNN website went bust with the amount of volume, and they had to put up a single page saying America Under Attack, or something like that. The next morning, the newspapers at the drinks stall at Canteen B sold out in record time.
The world changed after 911. The copycats killed more people by blowing up more subways and buildings. Saddam got linked to terrorists for reasons nobody could comprehend (except cowboys) and Iraq got overtaken. Airport security checks became tighter than JLo's butt. Soldiers carrying guns patrol MRT stations and even Shenton Way. What is this world coming to? This is not Israel!
Yeah, I'm not getting any younger. Four years have passed and few seem to remember 911, especially after what happened with Katrina. Even the US Open is unusually mellow this year. In case you've not heard, my favourite Kim Clijsters has just won her first major title. She's a cute but tough cookie! :D
Meanwhile in Kim's home town is the Belgium Grand Prix. The good news is Kimi (not to be confused with Kim) has won his 6th race of the season - the same number as Alonso. The bad news is that Alonso managed 2nd without having to do much because just about everybody else self-destructed. And check out Giancarlo Fisichella's crash to see how safe F1 cars are! His crash also resulted in the appearance of the safety car which threw everything into disarray and Alonso into 3rd place. But that was before something happened to the 2nd place driver with 3 laps remaining...
JUAN PABLO MONTOYA IS A STUPID IDIOT!!!
I'm not getting any younger, so it took a while to complete my homework. How did I fare, J? :p
I was sooo tired after 90 mins of tennis on Friday. Maybe it's because I've not played for quite a while, so the Clueless Dog/Headless Chicken, that is moi, got really excited and started running around like a madcap and whacking every ball with all my might. I could barely whimper, crawl or nibble after that. And my wrist (from gripping too hard) and bums (from picking balls) are still hurting today.
But that didn't stop me from meeting up with my old mates for supper, drinks and blogger conference. There was so much to talk about I forgot about my fatigue totally. And while we tried to concoct get-rich schemes and ways to cure cancer, we didn't realise it was already 3am!
Yeah, I'm not getting any younger. Maybe it's time to set the wheels in motion, walk unafraid, 破釜沉舟， and go for 创举, to where no man has gone before. It's now or never, non?
Anyone caught Eric Khoo's Be With Me? The critics seem to love it, but it's crap to me. Granted, it may be sad, especially since the story about Theresa Chan (playing herself) is real. But other than that, methinks it takes more than a few scenes of an old man feeding his ailing wife, and him crying later on to make a touching story. At times the movie is totally silent, without even background music, and it is during trying times like these that you start to appreciate the plush, cushy seats in the theatre.
Don't get me wrong. I do like arty-farty films because of the raw feel and extreme realness in them. In fact, I love foreign films from Europe and South America that portray in frightening detail normal people's lives. But not so for Be With Me; it's a sorry excuse of an art film IMHO. Luckily, we're saved by a mighty fine Lynn Poh and the lesbians everyone is talking about. You could hardly fault them for being lesbians - they're both hot!
I may not be getting any younger, but I can't help wondering if the film got a standing ovation at Cannes because the ang mos are fascinated with all things Asian, and amused by the dysfunctional lives of Singaporeans. One thing I did learn from the show though: Check who's below you first before jumping. You don't want to be charged for both manslaughter and committing suicide after landing on somebody.
By the way, it's 911 today. The same question will forever be asked: Where were you and what were you doing at that time? I was out on a date the whole day that fateful Tuesday. When I returned to hostel at around 9-10pm, a hall-mate and friend told us that a plane crashed into the World Trade Center. My first thoughts were why was a plane flying around downtown Singapore? Oh, by the way, is 911 the reason why the place is now known as Harbourfront instead?
It didn't take long before the whole block knew about it and crowded around the lobby to catch the news on tv. I stayed up till 4am surfing the latest reports and watching the same clips being played over and over again on tv. I think that was the only time the CNN website went bust with the amount of volume, and they had to put up a single page saying America Under Attack, or something like that. The next morning, the newspapers at the drinks stall at Canteen B sold out in record time.
The world changed after 911. The copycats killed more people by blowing up more subways and buildings. Saddam got linked to terrorists for reasons nobody could comprehend (except cowboys) and Iraq got overtaken. Airport security checks became tighter than JLo's butt. Soldiers carrying guns patrol MRT stations and even Shenton Way. What is this world coming to? This is not Israel!
Yeah, I'm not getting any younger. Four years have passed and few seem to remember 911, especially after what happened with Katrina. Even the US Open is unusually mellow this year. In case you've not heard, my favourite Kim Clijsters has just won her first major title. She's a cute but tough cookie! :D
Meanwhile in Kim's home town is the Belgium Grand Prix. The good news is Kimi (not to be confused with Kim) has won his 6th race of the season - the same number as Alonso. The bad news is that Alonso managed 2nd without having to do much because just about everybody else self-destructed. And check out Giancarlo Fisichella's crash to see how safe F1 cars are! His crash also resulted in the appearance of the safety car which threw everything into disarray and Alonso into 3rd place. But that was before something happened to the 2nd place driver with 3 laps remaining...
JUAN PABLO MONTOYA IS A STUPID IDIOT!!!
I'm not getting any younger, so it took a while to complete my homework. How did I fare, J? :p
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