Welcome to Hougang Pt 4

Looks like Resident Evil right?


We stepped out of our flat at 7.30pm to realise that half of our block was unlit (by that I mean the half that we stay in of course). No corridor lights, no void deck lights, no stair case lights.

I'm not sure if it's just the timing that was screwed up, or it's just some fuse that blew (maybe the fuse was very excited for christmas).

Anyway, the "blackout" allowed us to experience the one-of-a-kind pleasure of navigating down 4 flights of stairs in a pitch-black stairwell aided only by handphone light. Perhaps the only other people in Singapore who have experienced this are those who have gone ghost hunting at, I dunno, Old Changi Hospital (which is gonna be turned into a spa resort by the way!).

I'm not so brave/foolhardy so maybe I should consider myself lucky.

Welcome to Hougang Pt 3

Our downstairs neighbours have 10 chickens, 2 rabbits, and maybe 3 cats.

So cock!!! (get it? hurhurhur)

I think they're pretty cute, actually. But then again, I haven't moved in and got woken up at the crack of dawn everyday yet.

I met this guy who used to be from NEA and he told me that the maximum number of chickens allowed per household is 10. (I think the rule applies to live chickens only...) I don't know where that number came from but hey, looks like our neighbours have their shit together!

In other news, I got a new phone with a better camera. The bad thing is that it's also a pervert-proof camera, i.e. cannot turn off the photo-taking sound. This really sucks.

Why I love the Bird Park

"Because there got a lot of birds"

I took other photos too, but seem to have lost them. Other favourite places include:

• The Zoo ("because Ah Meng is buried there! =)" <-- I think this one was sarcastic.)
• Wild Wild Wet ("because I can play the water there" <-- not kidding, if I remember right)

Physical Planning...

... it's a real torture test alright!!!


Just kidding. PLEASEDON'TFIREMEILOVEYOU!!!

Welcome to Hougang Pt 2

So Kill Bill right?

I feel bad that one of my future neighbours is in financial trouble.

When we came back a few days later, the paint had been dutifully scraped off!

Welcome to Hougang

HDB has really weird taste in public art.


I still have no idea what this is all about, but it makes me love Hougang even more.

I didn't even notice the kid was using the double-disembodied foot as a racing platform for his toy car until after I took the photo.

The congrats

In case you've ever wondered what happens after your ROM...




Now you know!

I feel genuinely touched, but at the same time, my spine is inexplicably all tingly and creepy-like.

I wonder whether Low Thia Kiang will also congratulate us on, say, the birth of our first child? (Would Yeo Guat Kwang..?)

What a ROMp!

Well, so, the good news is I managed to trick someone into marrying me :)

The bad news is we didn't manage to take a photo with the above shrubs, which seem to have disappeared since the last time we visited ROM a few years back.

Did you know that before the actual day itself, you have to trudge down to ROM at 8.30 in the morning so that they can verify your documents and you can swear that you're not already married?

The inside is like a polyclinic and, while you wait for your number to appear on the screen, you sit and watch this HUGE plasma TV which airs this ROM promo vid, teaching you everything you need to know about being a well-behaved married couple. Which means handling in-laws, handling finances, and of course, handling each other...


... PHYSICALLY!


I swear to god, I never thought that the Singapore Government would ever, ask me to locate anybody's "sensitive areas".

(And I don't even believe in god...!)

Maybe I should call MDA on them. For glorifying heterosexuality, of course. How dare they portray the heterosexual identity in such a positive light! It gives the absolute wrong impression that men and women can live together happily and even (GASP!) raise kids!!!

The truth is out there

My loved ones always threaten to leave me whenever I start singing "(Mas) Selamat... Hari Raya... duhduhduduhduhduhduduhduhhhhh" (I have NO idea what the rest of the lyrics are).

Anyway, maybe I'm not being an obedient cibil serpant, but I can't help feeling that there's something awfully odd about the whole Mas Selamat saga?

It could be that the gahmen is actually telling the truth, and the truth is just...
well...
kind of pathetic.

...

OR! Much more fun, it could be that the gahmen is LYING, and everyone who loves conspiracy theories can have their day in the sun. I am so proud of my future MP Low Thia Kiang:

LTK: Is the DPM aware that there is speculation that Mas Selamat died inside WRDC?

Wong Kan Seng: May I ask Mr Low whether he believes that indeed Mas Selamat has died?

LTK: No, I don't.

WKS: I do not know why he wants to raise it here. I see no point in perpetuating a ground speculation in this House and giving credence to it.

(This is the part where some random third person goes "SNAP!!!".)

Why can't Wong Kan Seng just say, "No, Mas Selamat did not die in the WRDC"? (a la "No, I did not have sex with that woman.")

...

Maybe because that would be factually inaccurate...?

...

(maybe this would open up public debate for the first time on what "die" actually means...?)

...

Also, what do you mean NO VIDEOTAPE IN THE VIDEOCAM? Maybe Tammy has a thing or two to learn from the ISD :)

All I'm saying is my fish sense is tingling and telling me that something fishy has gone on / is going on and the collective wool is being pulled over our collective eyes.

The Mas Selamat Report:
I WANT TO BELIEVE.

Somebody turn on Sabbath Bloody Sabbath already, man...

The archnemesis of Penesonic

It's just like OSIM vs. OTO, except MUCH BETTER!!

My favourite brand of TV

Speechless

Soooooooooooooo gay.

Yes, that's right. So TOOT.

An ad by BCA

Ok, I don't get it. Why is the woman so horrified? If your kid is strong enough to lift up a huge ass TV and push it out of the window, shouldn't you be happy? Or, doesn't the little freak deserve to die...?

Oh my god... THEY KILLED BUBBLES!!!

I just don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

Child: Mummy.... Mummy... why does Bubbles have a bicycle pump sticking out of her body?

Mother: Hush, my child.

Also, what's up with the morbid obesity? I mean, check out those thunder thighs. You gotta love Ang Mo Kio.

Don't play pay

I'm sure you've seen the "If you Play, you PAY" drug posters all over the place (especially at bus stops... where I seem to be spending most of my waking hours).


I mean, I get the message, but I really don't get the ads.


It just doesn't seem too smart of all these enterprises - whose clientele are already associated with drugs - to some more have their posterboys and girls grafitti-ed with jail bars and handcuffs and police officers and whatever scary shit right?


Ok so, gay men (NewUrbanMale), clubbers (Ministry of Sound, St. James), I can still understand. But jewellery buyers?!?!


I am so gonna associate Perlini's Silver with crackwhores now.

Anyway, I think the National Council Against Drug Abuse missed out on on a great advertising opportunity with my local CC:


SO YOU WANT TO CALL IT "TALENT" HUH?!?! LET'S BUST THOSE TODDLERS' ASSES!!!

What good parents do

This is probably part of a whole series stocked by Life Bookstore. Other exciting titles include "Three Easy Steps to Disowning Your Gay Son" and "Making Your Child Feel Bad for Being Himself in TEN SHORT DAYS!!!".

Bird Park Bird Brains

A good WTF bus stop ad from christmas time 2007.


... But... they ARE eagles... ...

SPLAT!

Just kidding... the cat isn't dead. It's just taking a nap. I thought it was cute.


This though, is an actual piece of bread thrown onto a windscreen from some HDB flat above. Why, I don't know. D godz must B crazy.


And this is what greeted me when I pulled out a chair at the kopitiam. How come there's free food everywhere?