Mondays are good days to blog.. most probably because I just watched Desperate Housewives and have some stuff to say.

Other than Desperate Housewives, I gotta say.. I think minivan drivers are out to test my reflexs and responses on the wheel.

Today, a 3rd minivan driver tried to cut in sharply into my lane. Drivers of other vehicles have been guilty of 'snuggling' up close but they have all stayed in their lanes, but these minivan drivers actually get one front wheel into my lane!

I horned the first two, but today the third one I wasn't fast enough to horn, I leaned to the other lane (luckily the road was quite empty at that point) and bypassed him.

The other matter of concern is that this bush fire business is getting to my nose and throat damnit... Starting to see some folks in NUS wearing face masks ala SARs...

Today's episode of Desperate Housewives is leaving me in mid air begging for more... more more... ooohh...

That Zack kid is one unpredictable one.. he broke into Mrs Perfect's house and decorated it with christmas lights, he chopped one of their pine trees and carried it in and decorated it he even hung christmas socks over their fireplace.. one for dad, Paul, one for himself, Zack and one for mum, Mary Alice, who killed herself just 2 minutes into the pilot of the series.

And Michael, who dropped off the 'who is he really and what is he up to' radar for awhile has resurfaced. I missed the starting 15 mins but apparantly he broke into one of the houses on the lane to do some snooping around and he actually dropped his screwdriver bearing his fingerprints. Oh shit, a cop comes by and takes it back as evidence. Then he goes to meet an old guy in the park who commented that the group of children nearby playing and laughing pisses him off, what kind of a person you'd think.. the old guy tells Michael that he's going to continue fixing the neighbours' pipes until his cover is blown. What cover?

And it's going to be a long wait until it returns on 7th March...!

Pangy was pricked and bled at 11:09 PM
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After watching another exciting episode of Desperate Housewives, I was contemplating playing the new game I bought (new 2nd hand game.. hmmm...) but I also realised that it was time I got some work done..

But now at 12 midnight, I have failed to complete both things.. do work and play game.. I simply stoned and slacked.. hahahahahahhahaah

Pangy was pricked and bled at 12:03 AM
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I guess I have to blog something about CNY.

The major few days of CNY have passed and every year it's roughly the same. Go to relative's house, sit around smile, laugh, eat new year goodies, complain about how hot it is. At least my relatives are all nice enough to not ask when I'm going to get a girlfriend (cos I already have one, but they don't know details) and when I'm going to get married, or exclaim how much I've grown up.. well they say they won't be able to recognise me on the streets. Fair enough since we seldom have extended family gatherings. The spirit isn't very strong but it's impossible to neglect.

On chu yi also went to ade's side, talk to her brother abt BMT, eat some food, watch some of them gamble.

Chu er, the guys came over, we had pizza while watching 'The Hot Chick' on vcd then after the food and movie, they went into my room and after awhile everybody was in. HZ asked my mum to join us inside and tell them stories about me when I was much much smaller and before they got to know me. We all got quite snuggly in my small room, all 10 of us and mum told them stories loh. We're a bunch of old men...

Then chu san was uneventful and chu si, saturday, I went to my p6 teacher's house with my p6 classmates. Second time only that I joined in, we all chit chat and chit chat some more and updated contacts. Then we had coffee outside, smaller group, more chit chat, then dinner. Then I went to parkway to meet ade and her friends and we had more chit chat! Haha... chit chat and more chit chat..

Din play any mahjong leh this CNY.. no gamble no matter but as you can see my CNY was full of chit chat... mahjong would be a nice alternative. Also din have any xbox party cos pok was very busy with his visiting that he didn't have time to hang out with us (and bring his 2 controllers).

Pangy was pricked and bled at 1:10 AM
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Alright.. somebody's gone too far in pushing the anti-drug message.

I took a train today and all the windows had 'prison bars' on them! What the fuck for!? Why should innocent commuters who are not guilty of any criminal offense be subjected to such treatment?! Innocent citizens like you and me should not be subjected to the view from inside a 'prison cell'.

The anti-drug message is 'Drugs leave you even more alone' or something like that. If you've seen posters, it shows a male juvenile behind bars and he says something like 'One by one my brothers have left me'.

I feel it's a double standard on the part of the government. I remember reading in the papers before, with regards to Aids and STDs, the government won't allow condom vending machines. They think it would offend the majority of Singaporeans who are conservatives.

So what about this 'prison bars' on the MRT windows anti-drug message? Have they considered that it'll offend people like me who want to look out of the MRT window and be able to feel like an innocent and free citizen that I am?

Pangy was pricked and bled at 9:18 PM
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On the bus going past Telok Kurau Primary (which is very near my place) I saw a banner put up on their fence.

"Let's take Ownership of our Litter. Let Singapore be a Clean City."

Seems like a good message, keep the city clean and green, maintain the Garden City image yaddah yaddah..

But 'ownership' is one of the recent buzzwords... and after reading the slogan on the banner I can only think of one thing. Wow.. let's feel more ownership for our country Singapore, first through our litter! How wonderful!

Crap.

Pangy was pricked and bled at 2:40 AM
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I just watched 15 mins of The Amazing Race. What I think is really 'amazing' about this race is how, dare I say, amazingly Americans cannot fit into anywhere else in the world. Everything about them clashes with the local environment. They can't communicate in any language other than english, they don't understand/appreciate local culture. They can't even pass their short stay in each country without being glaringly different. Another thing is how amazingly short tempered they are with each other.

Just now's 15 min of the program, the last 4 teams landed in Shanghai, China. All the teams couldn't get a taxi to stop for them and take them to their next destination. Talking between themselves, the figure that the problem is that nobody speaks english! Starting to get agitated that they can't get what they want, they start raising their voices at each other when the only people who know what their talking about are themselves. Soon it starts to get personnal... "Why not then you try to get a cab!" and rude "Anybody speak English? (yelled loudly at passerbys)" Tempers flare, raised voices become shouts, hands flung up in exasperation.

If we freeze the frame and look at it from any random passerby's point of view, a chinese in this case....
What are these 2 angmohs doing? Screaming and shouting whatever they are shouting, waving their arms and making monkey gestures at me... I better walk further away. Noisy angmohs.. don't know what they want.. I'll just carry on with my own business. Better not look at them or they might want to try and get me to help them when I also don't know how to talk to them.
No wonder no help was forthcoming.

Another thing that was very very peculiar... almost none of the taxis would stop for them, let alone take them to where they wanted to go. How could this be happening? What might be the reason? The taxi drivers surely don't speak english but they understand hand and body signals enough to know that the Americans want to hail their cab.. and the teams had the location's name on their route clue so that the taxi drivers can see where they wanted to go.

I have a speculation. Because these Americans were dressed very informally in tights, bermudas, singlets, sleeveless tops, tank tops, T-shirts and carrying a huge backpack, they actually do look like they are very poor and have not much money. Couple that with the one major problem with chinese (generally from all over the world) is "No Money, No Talk" The taxi drivers at one look would assume that the Americans were poor and would not be able to pay the taxi fare once they were at the destination.. and to make matters worse, they couldn't communicate with each other and the taxi driver had no way to get them to pay up. Aaaahhhh..... probably they should brandish a few greenbacks when flagging the taxi.

Before this scenario was the night before. They had to take a taxi from the airport to a park. The taxi drivers drove them there but along the way, it was very dark as it was near midnight. Some of the women in the teams started to get worried and made comments about the streets like 'slums' 'harlem' 'spooky'. Maybe they really feared the taxi drivers would drive them somewhere dark and rob them.. but these guys really don't have much money on them. Why should they be so afraid? And they've got a cameraguy who's always following them around. In any case if they were robbed and dumped somewhere, the camera guy should have some satellite phone or some way to ensure that they won't be left stranded in a foreign land. Would be really quite something if at one season, a team gets robbed and then lost in a foreign non-english speaking country.....

Oh if you're American (or you are one of those white-wannabes) and you managed to read so far, I'm sorry for saying such nasty things (in the case that you are a white-wannabe, I'm not sorry) but it's what I observe and not necessarily true. But actually why do I bother typing this when prob no angmohs would stumble on my blog.

Pangy was pricked and bled at 10:16 PM
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