Saturday, July 1, 2017

Time flying

Enfant Terrible was registering us for a race the other day and needed my personal details. He entered my IC number on the eletronic form, then paused.

"How old are you this year?" he said. 

Quick mental arithmetic done, I said, "36. Why?"

"I'm wondering if I'm supposed to enter you in the women's open or women's veteran category."

"Well, I think they take the age you're at as of 31 December in the last year."

"OK, women's open then."

"But think of how good my chances of podiuming will be if I'm in women's veteran!!"

"... next year lah."

It's gonna be great. The best!

Monday, June 26, 2017

Nostalgia: Part ??

Triggered by a breakfast radio broadcast, I'm currently longing for the 1990s so bad it actually aches. Life was simpler back then: I didn't have deadlines to meet, bills to pay, or a child to care for.

On the other hand, my hours are no longer bound to a school bell, I can afford pretty much what I want (or need; same difference), and I have a lovely family. 

No harm having a 1990s-themed party though. Forget the hippies, it's time for Gen X!

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Workaround: Part X

I have the free version of a Blogger app. I can draft posts in it but will have to pay like RM20 for the full version in which publishing is enabled. RM20 isn't much (a mains at a mid-range eatery; a starter/appetizer at a high-end eatery) but then I'm Malaysian and therefore funny about money like that.

(AKA penny-wise, pound-foolish.)

Wednesday, June 14, 2017


It rose when I saw an eatery staff blow his nose at the sink and wrestle to clear the impossibly long string of mucus that emerged. And he was the drinks guy.

Three years on and the memory still makes me gag. I hope that by sharing it I will exorcise it, and I apologize for the resulting mental image.

(At least he washed his hands properly after that?)

Tuesday, June 13, 2017

Stating the obvious

The thing about Facebook and Twitter is that brevity is of the essence. So you just shoot from the hip and post without a second thought because who reads past the first 2-3 lines anyway? And if you change your mind about the post, then you can delete it as easily as you'd posted it.

(Yes, everything stays on the internet, but at least it doesn't appear on your timeline anymore.) 

I was just wondering why it's easier to tweet or post a Facebook update than to actually write a blog. Duh.

Of course, this overlooks the people who tweet images of text to get around the 140-character limit and who write blogs in their Facebook updates anyway. So it's really just down to user laziness, isn't it?

Saturday, June 10, 2017


My writing muscles have become flaccid from disuse!

Wednesday, June 7, 2017

Travelling with teens: TL;DR

(There was supposed to be a part 3 but how many parts should a morning be broken into before you lose the will to live write about it? AND the trip was in 2016. Sad.)

Basically, you will waste the entire morning waiting for everyone to get up and get ready to go out for the day.

People will meander to and from the breakfast table, and when you finally make your way out, it's time for lunch and another 2 hours will be spent deciding on where to go and what to eat because after all you're in Penang, where all the good food is, so you have to go for the very best.


As much as I love my relatives, travelling in a pack is a big pain in the ass and I'd much rather not do it.