tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53239962011-04-22T08:58:42.206+08:00Our constant efforts to reinvent ourselves reveal how much we fear our own images.gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comBlogger7761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-72158569387201858812007-05-26T00:44:00.000+08:002008-01-06T02:10:42.890+08:00

Do you know your pop music?Do you remember the songs you used to sing, just ten years ago? Or were you too young to sing, but maybe remembered hearing these tunes?The Japanese certainly did, and they even have a television programme for it. The show title translates simply to "Our Songs".They've got lots of songs. Some very nice. Some very, very nice. Some so nice, it sounds new! And some, simply

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-13338409015365587932007-05-21T23:59:00.000+08:002008-01-05T02:20:35.237+08:00

Back to the YouTube!Well, actually I found this MV partly because I had a music assignment to do this week. Had a few things I wanted to verify anyway.But it turns out that, as usual, this MV was too out to move! You've got to feel a bit touched, against your cold and better counsel.Michael did pretty well with this one, honestly.Enjoy...

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I did mention that I had gone for some work-related stuff yesterday. What I omitted to indicate was that, prior to the evening, I had actually spent the afternoon elsewhere, watching a play. I'm not entirely sure why I hadn't said it the first time, but perhaps it had to do with the slightly different motivations I had for watching this one.Anyway, the play I watched was Momo, based on the novel

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-51740407889124742092007-05-18T23:25:00.000+08:002008-01-05T02:18:28.132+08:00

Whoa! I expected a close fight, but certainly not a bloodbath like that!Two seeing red, fierce tempers all over, and a really good amount of organized noise!Might have been the right decision to stay around, too. Especially with that technical glitch.Good evenings, good evenings.

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Well, the drama over United's tour - or more correctly, Malaysia's part in it - gets bigger and bigger.So now the Malaysian Prime Minister weighs in, their football authorities finds the courage to stand up to Mohammad bin Hammam, and a showdown looks imminent.And I'm here, enjoying my popcorn, watching this show unfold.Glorious!

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Once in a while, I do run off and do my own thing. I just did that, having a real crack-up watching a local musical that's all about some Broadway style fused with typical heartlander content. And the effects are laugh-a-minute hilarious!And I have to say, Seb did great!Getting three girls in all-so-over-the-top feather boas and stuff was also a nice, glam touch.Too bad I can't be doing the

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(yourname at organization dot org)i saw this comingfrom the moment you carelessly leftyour name behind on your own worktelling everybody "look for me"i saw it comingi thought you didn'tand so i told youbut it was too latebetween you putting up your workand me suggesting the alterationtime did passand somebody already picked it upso now everybody has a nameto attach your work toand they all start

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Oh, well. Guess it has to end one way or another.So Eric and Danielle win The Amazing Race: All Stars. Not the best ending - I really wanted the Beauty Queens to win it. But at least Charla and Mirna finished last in this leg. Yes, yes, they should have finished last in the first leg, so I wouldn't have to sit through most of the rubbish that was their bad behaviour throughout this race.I frankly

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There is a time for protesting and whining, and there is a time when doing it is just a simple case of bad timing, thereby exposing a terrible amount of petty childishness. I'm not entirely sure whether Mohammed bin Hammam, head honcho of the Asian Football Confederation, realizes it, but it hasn't stopped him from being a whiner.See, what happened was that United - congratulations by the way for

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That was a good Sunday!I signed up for this music course, actually, and yesterday was my first lesson. And going by the first lesson, I have to say I am not at all disappointed. In fact, I'm definitely looking forward to the coming weeks. It's a small class, good mix of guys and girls, and the material definitely looks interesting.But that's really only the start of the day. The big thing was

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-77058768151137593372007-05-04T01:18:00.000+08:002007-10-27T13:25:46.259+08:00

I was visiting a special friend's blog I have not visited for a very long time - so long that I wonder whether that friend still remembers me. Anyway, I chanced upon this blogquiz as a result, and I decided to go take it.Yeah, I know, kinda odd.But here's the result:The Five Love LanguagesMy primary love language is probablyQuality Timewith a secondary love language beingPhysical Touch.Complete

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(heartbeat)I have stoppedhearing my heart poundingat a hundred decibelsmaybe louderdeafeningly louderThose palpitationsforceful and furiouslike a prisonerlocked firmly insidethe isolation cellwith one doorno windowand too much to let outEvery beata painful outcryof tearful angerand thoughtless desperationthe sad inheritanceof a previous lifewhen everything waspainted in shadesof razor-sharp

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The other day, I was reading this story on BBC about Italian food as served overseas. It actually made for some pretty fun reading, because even though I'm no expert in food, it's interesting for me to see how countries with great traditions in cooking feel about their cuisine gaining an international audience, from Thai tom yam to French escargots, right through Indian curry and Japanese

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Oh. My. God.This is not the way it's about to end, is it? I mean, seriously, Oswald and Danny eliminated in the second last leg of The Amazing Race: All Stars, where the teams were already brought onto American soil? This cannot be, can it?And yet, it is.I mean, seriously, bringing the teams to Guam, which is basically an entire Pacific island that's made up of an American military base, is not

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-35005644204464776262007-04-29T11:59:00.000+08:002007-10-27T10:24:31.989+08:00

I haven't paid Ian McG a proper visit in the longest time, and I happened to decide to do so today. And it has been a delight to go back and have a read.On the VTech shooting (and the less-publicized NASA shooting), he had this to say, which I reckon was pretty much commonsense enough. But it's just the fun way in which the point is put across that makes Ian such an enjoyable read.Take this

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So, the third and final instalment of Short and Sweet for this run, at least for me. I'm done with this and will skip the final night. But I will say first that it was a very enjoyable experience on the overall. It's not bad at all, it's just that there's no point in watching the final night when 90% of what they'll put up is stuff I've already seen before. That night is really about socializing

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-12662168466816424002007-04-26T16:16:00.000+08:002007-10-02T20:28:21.807+08:00

The interview? Oh, that went largely as expected. Basically, the question I most expected to be asked was asked, and I had something of an answer to it. As for the questions I had expected them not to bother to ask, they really skipped as well.Much of it was formality, in a sense. But with interviews like this, how well the formalities are handled will have a bearing on the final outcome.Doing

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The last few days, I suddenly fell in love with a song. Yes, I get spells when I suddenly like certain songs I didn't previously know or particularly like, but this one really got me all emotional and stuff. I've actually heard it a few times before, but never until now did I suddenly feel like wanting to know the song, sing it, even play it.The song? Jasmine Flower by Fish Leong.I don't know

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-4041875916867407862007-04-24T00:05:00.000+08:002007-10-02T20:27:46.714+08:00

I don't know how some of these teams play the game on The Amazing Race, and I don't know why some of these contestants dislike Dustin and Kandice, and to tell the truth, I don't even know why their behaviour should be a controversy in another ho-hum day when no one was eliminated in the tenth leg.Because they were playing entirely within the rules. And to boot, they weren't even the ones who made

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Another evening of Short and Sweet, another batch of bite-sized playlets. This one wasn't planned for early on, but seeing how good the first night out was, and after realizing that this WildCards segment was selling pretty fierce too, I reckoned spending the Sunday night out was a pretty decent idea. And it was!I was close to not getting a seat, apparently, because I had arrived at the place

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-53395294895485748582007-04-22T06:51:00.000+08:002007-10-02T20:27:02.520+08:00

So, what about the play I watched last night?Well, there's really not very much to write about it. ImmortalX was really more of a production for younger people, mainly students, and the chief reason I went for it was because I wanted to see something a bit lighter and less taxing on the brain. In that sense, I was prepared for what was coming. It was really just a night to sit down and chill with

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I'll be honest, this was not the way I expected to end "that day".I went down to the usual place, expecting to simply enjoy myself, and half-anticipating a certain surprise - which really doesn't count as a surprise anymore since I knew it was coming. But I stole occasional glances at my watch as the hours, then minutes went by.9.30pm.10.00pm.10.15pm.10.30pm.10.45pm.10.50pm.10.55pm.11.00pm.... By

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I wish I knew how to better capture this evening.The tea we had. The talk we talked.Me continuing to show how much of an emo guy I really am.You telling me to take it easy on relationships and just go all out establishing some starting permanent foothold on my career, like the guy my age I ought to be.Us making a brief study on psychosis and the sad mental world of that Korean guy who ran riot in

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-16257253809655535232007-04-18T23:44:00.000+08:002007-09-28T01:05:37.384+08:00

Short and Sweet opened tonight, and I was fortunate enough to catch it on the very first day. Always nice to be in the very first group of audience for a production, when there's that sense of anticipation for the actors as much as for the viewers. In that sense, both parties are virgin and eager, one could almost squeal.Tonight's production features ten short plays, each about ten minutes long.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-86924323793830547772007-04-17T15:01:00.001+08:002007-09-28T01:05:15.764+08:00

Am I losing my touch?I feel the powers draining...I fear...

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Why does this ninth leg of TAR:AS feel so unsatisfying?Is it because I knew - as did everyone else watching the show, I'm sure - that nobody was to be eliminated from this leg? Is it because of some more unimpressive airport behaviour by Mirna and... well, Mirna? Is it because Oswald and Danny didn't look that good for the first time at an airport either? Is it because there's just no kick in

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-6566545435971112702007-04-14T05:15:00.000+08:002007-09-24T02:12:48.600+08:00

So I've been called out of retirement again.Twice in the space of two weeks, I have had to unhang my keyboard as emergency cover for people who were suddenly unavailable. While I don't really mind doing it, it's the frequency with which this is happening that surprises me. Not to mention that, clearly, people continue to regard me highly enough to be willing to fall back on me as some sort of

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-42663724603448270782007-04-13T00:53:00.000+08:002007-09-24T02:57:36.469+08:00

All of a sudden, I've earned two free meals.Life's funny like that.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-61788858320582117102007-04-11T00:25:00.000+08:002007-09-24T02:27:08.324+08:00

I know the story is not real.I know you made this up.I know you've a happier life than this.Yet the mere thought of you imagining it...I do not know why it makes my heart sour.But it does.And all I wish to say now is...Sweet dreams.

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I am not sure whether I should be that pleased to announce that Uchenna and Joyce were eliminated in the eighth leg of The Amazing Race: All-Star Edition. In a way it's actually quite fine with me, because they were wearing my patience rather thin in a quiet, subtle manner, and I didn't really feel for them anymore. And it could have been worse - a team I actually liked could have gone off. But

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-91399679495565491012007-04-09T23:54:00.000+08:002007-09-01T17:03:21.620+08:00

Yes! I got a phone call!I know, it's only the second step - the first was showing interest.But still!Am I happy or am I happy?And thank you. Really. I can't thank you enough for everything you've said.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-15349218402562843772007-04-08T00:10:00.000+08:002007-09-01T17:03:05.875+08:00

A thousand things I wished I could sayA thousand instants I dearly wanted to shareBut to share them there and then every timeWould have been at least both wrong and unfairYet failing to share them as they happenHere and now means you eventually forgetAnd while you will regret now about forgetting laterOnce it is forgotten we will forget to regret...The train ride home was lonely.Lonelier than I

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-28263625379974882812007-04-07T06:56:00.000+08:002007-09-01T17:02:49.865+08:00

Two incidences of crowd trouble in European football. Or more correctly, two incidences of gross police treatment of English crowds in European football. I honestly do suspect that it is likelier that the police officers are the one in the wrong this time, as appears to be frequently the case of late.And it is becoming pretty bad, as this Soccernet columnist believes.I do understand that, once

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-44990084012269154702007-04-05T19:39:00.000+08:002007-09-01T17:02:34.529+08:00

It still feels rather funny, this.I'm coming back out of retirement for a cameo, and I'm minutes away from starting now.It really feels funny.And we're going to have quite a laugh about it for some time, I'm sure.I'm not saying I can't do it. I'm just saying the circumstances under which I'm coming out of retirement make for some really funny reading!That's why I called you. To share a laugh.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-68447051824393678752007-04-04T03:15:00.000+08:002007-09-01T17:02:20.033+08:00

(flame)my face feels tensemy cheeksthey rush with bloodi feelthe firerush to the heartof my palmsonce morethat feelingthe fire surgingfrom my chestthrough my armsand into the very centreof my handsi feel it once againa feeling thatfor daysmonthsmaybe yearsi have becomeless familiar withit is a fireof warmtha rushof burning desirei have felt it beforeyet it feels newdifferenttempered and soothedno

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Perhaps I should really mourn.After all, the original Evil Team of The Amazing Race, Bill and Joe were eliminated in the seventh leg. Just when we thought we had the perfect excuse to dispose of Charla and Mirna again, too.Yes, this show is turning into quite a disaster with Charla and Mirna somehow contriving to bungle their way into survival every week. We thought we already had Dave and Mary

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-39942186809239541092007-03-31T00:51:00.000+08:002007-08-02T06:54:10.101+08:00

(If You're Not There)I could play all day on the bamboo fluteEvery note so crisp and fairI could sing with the joy of sweet loving youthDance as jaunt'ly as Fred AstaireBut the birds and the trees wouldn't hear a thingCoz the music's not in the airAnd it just wouldn't feel quite rightIf you're not thereI could walk the world with my own two feetGo touring everywhereTake photos atop the

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-83851787256920807622007-03-29T17:50:00.000+08:002007-08-02T06:51:28.497+08:00

Back to the YouTube!I've liked this piece of music for a little while, actually, so I'm as surprised as anybody that I took forever to pull this music video out.Actually, I shouldn't be too surprised, because I do have the video disc that went with the album. And since I can always watch the video off of that, who needed the YouTube?Anyway, though, here's a nice video...Enjoy!

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-11613362913809572402007-03-27T01:22:00.000+08:002007-08-02T06:51:01.687+08:00

Is it just me, or has this season of The Amazing Race somehow quietly lost the excitement factor in the middle?Okay, so Teri and Ian were eliminated in the sixth leg, but the entire leg somehow managed to skip by in my memory, with very little of any real note. It might be because the way the teams have started to leaf out into very clear groups in terms of time, which kinda means there's a

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-75214288992505921872007-03-25T16:38:00.000+08:002007-08-02T06:50:43.014+08:00

I have been seeing this ad on television lately. By using the word 'see' rather than 'watch', you can probably guess how little attention I would really like to pay to this particular ad. The problem is, like all "public service messages", this particular ad has the annoying habit of popping up on television more often than most of us target audience types would really like. And while I

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Stuff from the morning news.Pirates eye dog headsWhen I saw the news a few days ago that Malaysia would be bringing these two dogs to sniff out pirated VCDs, I let out a slight laugh, mostly because I was genuinely tickled by the idea that dogs could be deployed to sniff out VCDs. Sure, I've heard of dogs hired to sniff out drugs, but it hadn't crossed my mind that they would now deploy dogs to

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-25397121501993125282007-03-22T00:01:00.000+08:002007-07-27T00:26:59.672+08:00

Organizing bloglinks again. Some old links just had to be shaved off.Zac's blog had to be removed after close to nine months of inactivity. The last time he declared he's stuck without a computer I had figured he might get the problem fixed in three months. Doesn't look it. And he's had no new compulsion to post.I was introduced to Zac's blog through Ian McG, whose blog I still infrequently visit

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-66899614190509171602007-03-21T01:08:00.000+08:002007-07-27T00:26:26.360+08:00

Instant bowl noodles typically come in four parts, namely the bowl, the cover, the noodles, and the condiments and other stuff. When you peel the cover so that you can pour the hot water into the bowl, you're not supposed to peel the whole cover off, just enough so that you can pour water in before covering the whole bowl again. To help you do this, there's usually an extra little tab where you

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The audition went well. No, really, it did.Okay, so we missed the cut. But it was a pretty fun experience and a good evening. I don't mind missing the cut if the whole thing was pretty enjoyable.It was great hearing you sing and play. First time I've seen you sing and play. That public performance? I'm glad I missed it, because this was a better first time than that would have been.As for me, I

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-53038967397270769432007-03-19T11:05:00.000+08:002007-07-27T00:25:55.070+08:00

Not that much in The Amazing Race today, as Uchenna and Joyce finish last in the fifth leg but are not eliminated. Looks like non-elimination has come quite early this time.Of course, after four legs in South America, it was about time they started looking for some other places to go. But not before they go through one of those usual "find your own clue using some tools in a nice different place"

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My first game in weeks, and I have to say, I really played like rubbish.Not to mention the fact that the lack of exercise means I am totally exhausted.I seem to be suffering from a sharp drop in stamina though. And considering where the starting line is, that's a pretty big surprise, not to mention a bad thing.I managed to muster enough energy to check out this new shopping mall though. It's not

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-72815491823704920252007-03-15T00:18:00.000+08:002007-07-25T00:50:13.697+08:00

You know, I do wish sometimes that I was a little more like you. Not caring about what I see as some not altogether proper behaviour. You are boss for a reason, and if you are not respected for your person, then at least you must be respected for your position, particularly when you're doing it right.But then, I care. I don't see it as proper, and I don't want to see it again, having seen it

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-19888135579789212562007-03-14T02:34:00.000+08:002007-07-25T00:58:23.314+08:00

Yes, I know it's really weird that I am suddenly listening to any amount of mainland pop.But this song has a certain catchiness to it, I've heard it now at four different places.Not to mention the recent bit of poetry I've been reading seems to link up nicely with this in a rather oblique, but totally cute, way.From Pang Long, then. Two Butterflies.Funnily enough, while there are tons upon tons

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-34036406571852428992007-03-12T10:14:00.000+08:002007-07-25T00:49:49.301+08:00

So, you want a shocker in The Amazing Race? Well, you got it, because today, Rob and Amber were eliminated in the fourth leg. You find that shocking? The one ending that everyone will be talking about? I'd say I was pretty shocked about it, except I have been primed for it by the sneak preview announcement last week when they said exactly that. Which kinda, you know, anticlimaxes the whole

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-37307148387905458962007-03-11T00:01:00.000+08:002007-07-25T00:48:46.556+08:00

An extra night of some fun, carrying over from what we did back at Lunar New Year, meant that I had chosen to miss out on another work opportunity. But I didn't mind.I think I might have found that point where, sometimes, I was willing to turn down work opportunities for some entertainment and recreation of my own. Sometimes you do have to do your own thing.I asked you if you wanted to come, and

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-4150543351927186292007-03-10T00:26:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:02:54.900+08:00

Oh, the draw? You mean you were waiting for it here?Well, here it is.AC Milan vs Bayern MunichPSV Eindhoven vs LiverpoolAS Roma vs Manchester UnitedChelsea vs ValenciaSo I got one tie out of four correct. Which is not too bad, though far from spot-on. At least it wasn't a total miss!My reaction to the draw? Who needs a reaction? Just bring on the games!

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-30752114246231646002007-03-09T13:26:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:05:54.299+08:00

Yes, I know, it's kinda bad that the show was on Monday, and I had to tape it down and watch it only on the Friday. It's been that kind of week for me, to be honest. But I really liked it that way, getting a little busy as the groove starts setting back in.So anyway, I sat down and watched the latest episode of TAR:AS, where I finally get some relief for the moment as David and Mary were

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-13461962803278796202007-03-08T13:41:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:02:24.413+08:00

So, happily, United beat Lille to make it 2-0 on aggregate, while Arsenal crash out after only mustering a draw with PSV. Celtic's exit was a pity given they forced AC Milan right through to extra time, while there's something very satisfying about seeing Real Madrid get knocked out on away goals.Couple that with results from the night before, and we've got the following short list: United,

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-5439421827930525852007-03-07T19:14:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:02:09.783+08:00

I seem to be turning into this warm, friendly and encouraging creature that people didn't always know me to be.We've had a few new guys joining the operation, see, and I somehow became the first person to actually give them a big warm welcome. I was half-expecting other people to do this ahead of me, but it so happened it was me. So I ended up being this warm and friendly big brother, saying hi

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-63382850959901876252007-03-06T12:02:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:01:03.046+08:00

The doctor confirms it's diarrhoea. Possibly gastric flu? I didn't ask.But I've got enough medicine to last me three days, so we'll know how things go after this.I've just taken my first course on an empty stomach, so maybe it's time to prepare a plain and simple lunch. No packed meals, thank you.It's times like this that I appreciate the fact that my work hours are entirely at my command. Had I

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-69749736159942072062007-03-05T23:53:00.000+08:002007-07-19T02:00:36.763+08:00

I don't feel too good.Been like that since the afternoon, when I was suddenly awakened from my sleep by this regurgitation of some sour-ish fluid right up my throat. Could have been gastric fluid. I swallowed the whole thing down because I was too lazy to get out of bed to vomit it out. (What was I doing sleeping in the afternoon? I'll save the explaining.)Since then, though, I have been rushing

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-6260371087936394442007-03-04T23:50:00.000+08:002007-07-13T02:37:35.809+08:00

A fairly satisfying conclusion to fifteen days of Lunar New Year.Until next year, then.Well, not quite. There are other things to do, starting next week!

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"Those fish in the river below this bridge, they must be happy.""You are not the fish, so how do you know that they are happy?""You are not me, so how would you know that I don't know that they are happy?"Above is a well-known exchange between the ancient Chinese philosopher Zhuang Zi (or Chuang Tzu to some) and a companion, as they looked down from a stone bridge into the river it spanned. While

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-82027623546733854652007-03-02T00:06:00.000+08:002007-07-13T02:37:08.887+08:00

I've been published once again!I don't know how many times I have to say thanks before I get tired of it. Probably I'll never tire of saying it!So... Thanks!And that's for starters...Feels good to be back. Now to live up to my end of the promise.(There's only ever been one end to the promise anyway - mine. Unless you want to share.)

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-14637962283644929152007-03-01T00:23:00.000+08:002007-07-13T02:36:56.338+08:00

And so theatre season continues, and this time we have a fun modern production from China. Even the title of the play already suggests something lovely and fun. Dating My Ex-Wife - how un-fun can that be?Perhaps altogether appropriately, I caught the matinee run of the show, which meant that it was still lovely bright sunlight when I went to watch the show. Well, not exactly. It actually rained

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-42956043323491740702007-02-28T01:24:00.000+08:002007-07-13T02:36:32.148+08:00

When the moment came, it felt kinda funny. I remember thinking in my head, "You mean that's it?"No, really. Considering the amount of torment that came from a mix of guilt and fear of loss, spanning a little over a month, it really felt kinda funny that we made up so easily.Or maybe making up was the easy part. Okay, so we didn't kiss. But we made up. And the ease with which we managed to do that

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-79063877283490789422007-02-27T00:54:00.000+08:002007-07-13T02:36:43.611+08:00

I went singing tonight. At the usual place. Alone.It was that time again, after all.And I just felt I wanted to be there. Despite the fact that I fell ill and lost my voice weeks ago, and only got it back recently, and hadn't even tested it to see if it could take singing.Still, I felt I wanted to be there.I thought of asking friends to come. But I opted against it. They'd probably say no, at

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-37332627216785846462007-02-26T13:30:00.000+08:002007-07-10T02:47:26.520+08:00

Some fan favourites keep up the positive memories we have of them when they come back. Some others we wish they had not made what turns out to be an ill-advised move. For one team on TAR:AS, the latter statement held true as Kevin and Drew were eliminated in the second leg.The religious nuts who watched the first season absolutely loved them. Stories of these two men went on for the past seven

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-27537614451459918482007-02-25T08:50:00.000+08:002007-07-10T01:40:25.006+08:00

This? Is actually rather funny.Underage girl wins Macau jackpotThis has to be one of those rather freakish things. I mean, what's the odds that anyone who is underage and somehow manages to enter a casino actually manages to go on to win a big jackpot prize? Not terribly high.But this girl here has done it. So it can happen.Of course, questions ought to be raised as to why she was given the money

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-57446367038855452912007-02-24T23:27:00.000+08:002007-07-10T01:40:08.344+08:00

What happens when the sweet and nice and perfectly smooth-humming life you're used to ends up turning a little boring? What happens when you try to rekindle the passion a little bit by having some fun and games? What happens when your effort to spice things up ends up being rather hotter than you had planned for? When it comes to love and emotions, how much of it is controllable and how much of

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-70691439213713101982007-02-22T23:34:00.000+08:002007-07-10T01:39:52.996+08:00

Back to the YouTube!I could have sworn I've posted this MV before, except I checked through my blog and realized I haven't. So I've been a little bit late...But anyway, I've grown to like this song over time, and it's one duet I really wish I can actually sing. No, my voice isn't bad, it has recovered, thank you. I'm just saying - well, you know what I mean.I don't usually do duets. Most of the

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-76209176030360907562007-02-20T00:47:00.000+08:002007-07-06T16:13:58.151+08:00

I knew I had to expect some kind of heartbreak at one point or another, but John Vito and Jill eliminated in the first leg? This is not a good start to TAR:AS, I swear!I just don't know how to describe the immense sadness I feel to see them go out like this. I know they've trained. I know they've worked pretty hard. I know they've overcome the fact that they've broken up (I still can't believe

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-8211600748791095122007-02-18T00:01:00.000+08:002007-07-06T16:18:13.028+08:00

Happy Lunar New Year!I'm going to keep this short. There's just too much to do!

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-12614741265695734262007-02-17T08:51:00.000+08:002007-06-26T04:08:45.156+08:00

There are just two days to go before The Amazing Race launches its first (and I hope not last) All-Stars Edition. I'm getting a little excited by this - although not that excited partly due to the manner the TWoPpers have been panning it. There are lots of teams that everyone would much prefer to see, but I guess you can't have them all.Here, then, is a quick thumb through the teams that make up

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-42196057252841264352007-02-14T19:10:00.000+08:002007-06-26T04:17:23.130+08:00

Fancy getting my hair done and putting together an interview on Valentine's! It's just one of those days, I swear.But I didn't mind it.It was a good interview, and I was actually a little surprised my voice was able to hold after losing it for a couple of days. The guy was pretty nice too, a young man like me, with very simple and noble beliefs. He's rich and he's privileged, but he doesn't act

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-67541199423314702612007-02-13T00:02:00.000+08:002007-06-26T02:41:23.082+08:00

Turns out we are counting down to a little less than a week before the first leg of The Amazing Race: All-Stars. I didn't know that until I checked the CBS website recently. Due to work reasons, I hadn't been watching The Amazing Race since the Family Edition, which was back at the tail end of 2005. I made it a point to tape down Season 9, only to never find time to watch those tapes before the

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-81982085011170345842007-02-12T02:39:00.000+08:002007-06-26T04:20:06.814+08:00

Oh, sheesh...My voice is gone now.This. Is. Bad.Just when I've got an interview to do, too.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-90940297703578472452007-02-11T00:16:00.000+08:002007-06-26T02:41:06.386+08:00

While they went celebrating, I watched a different show.When a man of small ambitions and incredible frugality is persuaded into getting himself a new overcoat, he finds himself spending a tiny fortune on more than just a garment, but a status symbol that sees him catapult from the most nondescript and unpopular nerd in the office to the man everybody wants to hang around with. How does this

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-84455178004595083702007-02-10T00:23:00.000+08:002007-06-20T04:02:17.272+08:00

Paedophilia. The act of committing sex crimes against children. Unnatural. Perverted. Atrocious. Sinful. Yet is it so simple, so unilateral, so easily classifiable? Are the roles so straightforward, so compartmentalized? Is the child an unaware victim, or does the child know what is happening? And if the child knows, is it a case of unwilling and forced activity, or could there be a hint of

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-11185370607321661572007-02-09T17:54:00.000+08:002007-06-19T16:51:49.910+08:00

Anna Nicole Smith, she of Guess? jeans modelling fame and gold-digging infamy, died earlier today.Smith was very well-known around the world when she did the ads for Guess?, and it also helped her reputation quite a bit that she was a Playboy Playmate. Always does something to boost your portfolio, doesn't it? But I don't remember her as someone who is considered a role model of any kind for

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-20077845708281995642007-02-08T23:49:00.000+08:002007-06-19T16:51:15.812+08:00

And on today's menu... Two Of Us, a collection of little playlets that explore various interactions and dynamics between two people. It was, overall, very nice, with just about no aspect of disappointment as far as I'm concerned.There were several parts going into the Two Of Us collection, each of them not necessarily related in any way to the rest. Three of those parts were broken up into

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-80664188680122557482007-02-07T20:47:00.000+08:002007-06-15T02:54:37.472+08:00

I seem to be feeling pretty sick. I'm not sure what the problem is, but the illness might be a good thing.A few guys were nice enough to call and ask what happened to me. I appreciate their concern, but for now I can only tell them I fell ill.Of course, that's far from all. But I don't want them to know.Maybe I'll just try taking some medicine. And get a good load of sleep.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-52420765715384130412007-02-05T02:24:00.000+08:002007-06-15T02:47:44.013+08:00

This was one of those days where I did many things. Come to think of it, I see it as something of a minor achievement that I managed to pack so much entertainment into one day. That said, I loved everything I was doing, so that presented no problems to me.It started in the afternoon, really, because I slept the morning off. Yeah, I know. But I was fine with that. I had this show I wanted to watch

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-75040524389979287262007-02-04T00:04:00.000+08:002007-06-14T15:00:07.281+08:00

Love is a many-splendored thing...Well I've never actually caught the movie (and I do wonder whether I can even find it today), but I was at this jazz performance earlier in the evening where this was the title piece.It has been a few years since I did some proper outdoor live jazz. I still remember the Jazz Festival a few years back that was graciously sponsored by Heineken. I loved it, of

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-14518950879956942372007-02-03T00:11:00.000+08:002007-06-14T14:38:39.231+08:00

I haven't done stand-up comedy before, so to actually get my first go at watching it was really great. I sure had my laughs!Watching Multiple Personality Disorder was actually really enjoyable, so much so that I came pretty close to splitting my sides. The introductory bit where we had things like Chinese pedestrians, comedians who can't do math and Thai footballers falling like willows in the

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-86288901009004482312007-02-02T00:06:00.000+08:002007-06-11T16:02:51.725+08:00

And so it starts, with a visit to the old hall, where I was treated to a show entitled Survivor Singapore. The show was primarily the kickoff event for a festival on the theme of art and disability - and by disability the definition covers a very wide range that goes beyond simply physiological impairments. This Singaporean show was aimed at talking about a different kind of disability, but I'll

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-14734756404648698172007-01-31T16:52:00.000+08:002007-05-24T03:08:23.790+08:00

When girls are depressed or upset, they go for retail therapy.Me? I don't shop much, but I shall go for a theatre binge!Watch out, world! Here comes gambitch, watching arts performances at a theatre near you!(Yeah, I know, it's a bit lame. So what?)

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-65692001781306166312007-01-29T16:55:00.000+08:002007-05-24T02:38:48.590+08:00

Tonight, I shall sing again.And tonight, as is often the case, you shall not be there.This time, I shall not invite you. Because I don't know how to.But there is a song I want you to hear. And this is the song I shall sing.After what happened last week, it is dawning on me, more and more with every passing day, just how much wrong I have done...And so, for that, I can only express everything

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-65190918055795228102007-01-28T00:05:00.000+08:002007-05-24T02:31:36.300+08:00

We've made the final cut.But it doesn't matter anymore.Or does it?Not for me.Nothing matters more now...

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-31412185095191719332007-01-26T06:42:00.000+08:002007-05-24T03:27:57.042+08:00

I deserve a major knocking on the head.Not with a rubber hammer. But a real one.I'm serious.I did something wrong. Very, very wrong.What should have been a simple working trip - simply because I liked doing it - turned into an exercise in self-torment, doing all the things I didn't need to do only because I wanted to be there. Only because I wanted to spring a surprise, and never thought how it

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-65096798502440990822007-01-22T15:09:00.000+08:002007-05-24T03:25:51.735+08:00

I was suddenly asked to help out with something a few hours ago, so as usual, I said yes and went to help out quite immediately. Once my work was done, this guy I didn't know particularly well decided he'd ask me for a bit of advice. I was actually quite surprised he wanted to talk to me of all people - mostly because I thought we didn't know each other particularly well. But anyway, I plonked

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-64495230489467510102007-01-21T00:36:00.000+08:002007-05-24T02:29:14.311+08:00

Chestnuts? Was a royally fun tickle in the... well, you know where I'm referring to. Yes, cheap pun, but that's also the entire point of this show in the first place. Cheap puns, plenty of spoofs, and anything else that basically makes the audience split in the sides so bad, sewing them together would make them look like they're wearing corsets!Which of course means I now have my own corset. But

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-75698935264756896142007-01-20T00:48:00.000+08:002007-05-18T01:33:50.753+08:00

Maybe we could have stayed for one more song.I heard the song as we were walking out. It was the song I have been learning. And the guy singing it doesn't sing often. I would have loved to hear him sing, and it was the first time he was singing it too. It was really a surprise for me to hear him try it.But you wanted to leave early, partly because I guess you were tiring a little and you didn't

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-19273280917260461572007-01-18T03:12:00.000+08:002007-05-18T01:17:57.420+08:00

We made it!But it's not so much the fact that we made it that gives me that shot of pleasure. It's more at whose expense.He was a wreck. He tried hard not to show it, but he was a wreck. Couldn't resist a swipe at his vanquishers, saying how he wouldn't be quite as 'negative' if it was him in charge. But he can say what he wants. His guys lost the war. Now deal with it.We've heard he might lose

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-25253224390294584222007-01-17T00:02:00.000+08:002007-05-18T00:29:09.099+08:00

You want to have a bit of fun with one of us? Then you'd better be prepared to play the game!I went for this press conference this morning, and at the event, one guy decided he'd come right in, wave a copy of this newspaper, and ask for the guy who wrote something that failed to flatter his side's performance in an earlier game. Now, that's not something that usually happens at these things,

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-64937226749222460532007-01-16T04:35:00.000+08:002007-05-17T23:55:02.019+08:00

Well, that was quite a game there.The main man hits the poor little guys for seven, and he actually says afterwards he wished he didn't do as much damage as he did! But he was really gracious, not arrogant.And he eats his grape-flavoured yoghurt like he could finish another six more! Man, he must be really hungry.We'll remember this night for a little while. Shame about the crowd numbers though.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-92146514762315648332007-01-11T23:36:00.000+08:002007-05-12T06:40:01.819+08:00

This is where it all commences.The first battle of wits. Starting in a few hours.And I've been invited to give my calls. An honour.And now, ladies and gentlemen, a deep breath, please.Let the fight begin.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-54534439953480718522007-01-08T12:26:00.000+08:002007-05-12T06:32:23.238+08:00

Not good enough.That was the essence of the final verdict.Yes, the end result was positive, but not good enough.And you know what? I agree. But - as is often the case - I stand in the minority. Most are just happy with a positive outcome.Can the guys do better than this?We've got a week to find out.

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-3701674997071631942007-01-07T00:03:00.000+08:002007-05-10T04:44:29.292+08:00

We're all pretty used to seeing productions put up by established groups who've got some experience under their belts, so it shouldn't be such a bad idea to watch something that, from head to toe, was put together by a bunch of relative newbies who would like to be given a chance, right? Maybe, but I'm not too convinced about it sometimes. One of those times when I'm in doubt came earlier in the

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-23089583951223369582007-01-01T09:25:00.000+08:002007-05-09T04:40:57.000+08:00

It's New Year's Day!Which, obviously, makes last night New Year's Eve. And as with all New Year's Eves, this was an opportunity to party. Some parties are big, others are small. And while some are clearcut opportunities for people to let down their hair and enjoy a night of revelry, others are considerably simpler and more humble. And that latter kind is exactly what I like to go for.So, just

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-88155154389812105072006-12-29T16:09:00.000+08:002007-05-09T04:23:44.681+08:00

It was delightful, in that light and faint kind of way. It really was.I know, we kinda had to postpone it because you took the day off yesterday. Should have been expected, actually. I take the day off when it's me - this year was a first exception - so why not you? Plus it allowed you to skip some dumb office party you didn't quite like.The cake? Wasn't my pick. But you know that already. I

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you sprang into my lifelike an unnoticed flower budcamouflaged by a thick sleepy layer of greenwhen we first spokedeep in the nightthose sepals hinted at nothingabout the blossoms that would comeand it was almost as ifwe were dancing past each otherlike dragonflies on waterbut that's okayi like how it all started anywayyou weren't the most obvious of beautieshad nothing that screamed "hey look at

gambitchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01316338139260169215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5323996.post-11409777489266715952006-12-27T00:51:00.000+08:002007-04-02T00:31:49.777+08:00

It may sound odd to be singing on Boxing Day, but that's what I just did. Yes, it's that time of the month again, although because Christmas was on a Monday, this time they had it on a Tuesday.As always, it was a general joy, especially when I made good on my promise to learn the song I wanted to learn. I think I sang it fairly decently. And I was not alone in that assessment, apparently.See,

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While half the city went down to the main shopping district or the newly-opened mega-mall, or even some offshore island, I quietly slipped off alone to what is nowadays becoming "the usual place". After all, the nice owners of this spot organized their own Christmas celebrations as well, and what better way to spend Christmas Eve than to indulge in plenty of lovely fun and soothing music? Food's

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I meant to write a Christmas song this year, which - in case you wonder - is not something I'm particularly known to do. But this year felt right, and I actually wanted to compose a Christmas song. Unfortunately, while I managed to start a couple of fragments, I never got around writing the whole thing.Which means I can't sing this self-composed Christmas song this Christmas Eve.But no matter. I

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