Twilight

Faraway moon makes its presence felt.


Wondrous curve

Levity

I am not having enough inspiration these days to write, to read, to think. I like to perhaps hang in mid air, gain levity and see things from different angles. Could altitude lighten gravity as one gains distance from the corporeal? If only a cold shower could rinse one's heady thoughts and rejuvenate the senses. Or perhaps a long, deep slumber is all that's needed.

Frydae is Happie Dayyy

It's Friday Happy Day! Hurray! :)

How to forget Work

Talking about holidays today...

Josh (visibly excited): Do you know it's damn shiok to take 3 weeks of leave? When you come back you forget how to work! And you even forget how to use email!

Josh (continuing his excited talk): The last time I was back I forgot my (email) password.

If blogger has Facebook-like functions, I will be clicking on 'Like' here.

Hearty Dinner

The only missing ingredient here is Sharpness. Otherwise, i like the the colours and what's in the background. The patterns on the bowl further lent an oriental touch to the setting and what's pictured.

But, what the picture couldn't tell you is this: the beef was yummylicious.

Photographer

This, on a Sunday night when I was wearing working shoes, and socks, that were soaked in rainwater.

The relentless rain, my regretful fate.

Picture My Bliss

I might have been happier these few days if only because I've got some...nice pictures. Sigh, I'm such an easily contented person. *Pat my own back* ;)


Step up to Six Thousand


Some things fascinate engineers and
artists - but for different reasons


Spacecraft window. I was onboard Agent 009 spaceship.


Me & My awesome Bike! Wee.


Dawn of a beautiful day


Dusk fading into a cool evening


A different meaning of Open View


Hazelnut sounds and tastes Gooood


Long and Soft...Bread


I love the great outdoors & great outdoor pictures!


How cool are the colours. And check out the bottles -
they are arranged in a specific manner :)

My Guitar

My Guitar, my life,
Its story a silent piece not
Meant to be read or written.

Words are unspoken music
Produced by soft tender strumming.
Nothing needs to be said;
All that needs understanding
Are communicated through
The sounds we call Music.

Melodious tune, swaying beat,
My life as played and directed by me.
If only my life is a piece of music, its narration
The tune of my play, its story the structure of my notes,
Its harmony and bliss the music that I hear.
My Guitar, my life's inspiration.

The Philosophy of Feeling Goood

Socially Responsible

I was planning to go for a swim, and almost did.

Then I remembered that as a socially responsible citizen, i should stay clear of the public pool until the 7-day semi-quarrantined period is over. Reluctantly, I put my bag down and slumped in my seat which has one broken arm-rest, courtesy of the previous inhabitant.

It is my sincere hope that some brilliant scientist do something about these irritating viruses. Put them under the microscope and disembowel and atomic-blast them, please. For they are a pesky nuisance disrupting my important life.

Man, I have not had any work-out for nearly two weeks. Yikes!

Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Came out of meeting to be greeted by nice little big cupcake hidden in the pristine box. It was past 2pm and I hadn't had lunch. JP had left this on my desk, with a note that bears his trademark wit. I don't have the note now, but it goes something like this: 'i know this is not quite the cupcake from Jones, but you see i can't travel that far.' Nice one there, but the post-it could have been a better one to do justice to the words, you know. ;p But thanks, it's a pocket of surprise that brought a smile to me. By the way, the cupcake's huge.



Always notice and pay attention to details around you. Lovely things and surprises may just be round the corner, or laying somewhere waiting to be discovered. They cost nothing and pay good happiness dividends. Like this evening scene at 7pm that drew my gaze as i walked back to office from the toilet. The soft rays were peeking out of the mushroom clouds and the patch of red hinted of sunset, even as i looked at this from the inside of a concrete building in the midst of an urban jungle.

(In case you are wondering, no, I don't carry my camera when i go to pee. Don't say you imagine that's possible; that's NOT. I just quickly grabbed my camera out from the office. Oh, and the circular light, that's a reflection of the corridor light.)



Sometimes after work, I don't like to return home immediately, just to break the routine of everyday drudgery: wake up; go to work; knock off; go back home; go to bed. (For that matter, im still up at 2am writing this.) This being Little Red Dot with Little Night Life, there aren't that many places to go. I took the train down, alighted at Orchard Road, swung into the mall that was going to shut down, then inevitably concluded my sojourn at Borders.

Again, look around you, take pause for there're always things to see. I saw Ion Orchard, its intricate, dazzling lights sparkling and shimmering. I don't like big shopping malls (more in terms of patronising them), but I have to concede that Ion Orchard might just bring or return the sparkle to Orchard Road. This place is the shopping district, so it doesn't matter if another mall is added. For the brief interlude, i let the shimmering lights bedazzle me. Ah yes, that word that the marketing guys use, bedazzle. This being a Tuesday night, it helps that the crowd is absent. That afforded me some quiet.



I turned the corner, then noticed that there will be another connector soon enough, surely. Another point of connect that adds to the network and labyrinth of passages to allow seamless flow of Gen X, Y and Z. After innumerous brave attempts, I finally captured the moving words ION. Done. Now it's time to cross that most certainly well-used junction by pedestrains, over to the site of ION Orchard. A capsule, ion-like structure lay before me, and I walked right into it, down the escalator into the central node of Little Red Dot's Shopping district. The story ends here.