Monthly Archives: April 2007

Cherry’s Popped, Baby…

Exhausted but happy. Will blog about the Foodbloggers/KLue RSVP din­ner, BC3 and “Read­ings” later, promise. For now, here’s a snap­shot of my first read­ing ever:

A very spe­cial thank you to all you peo­ple who came out to lend me your sup­port. You, dear read­ers, are sim­ply The Best.

Readings”

The monthly “Read­ings” organ­ised by Sharon Bakar con­tin­ues. Can you believe it’s been almost a month since my last lit-event? Do click on the poster above for a larger, clearer one. Eas­ily my favourite of all the posters I’ve designed thus far. (Source photo cour­tesy of Greg Olsen.)
Com­plete details from Sharon as fol­lows:
“Read­ings”
Our series of

Romance: Chick Flicks vs. Soft Porn

Romance is dead, they say.
So, what remains? What is our con­so­la­tion prize? These days, the world is harsh, or can seem to be, and we need com­fort­ing. Body and soul. Taste the anx­i­ety, the needs that empower as much as they threaten to over­power us, like a stranger strug­gling to get a grip on our being

I Think, Therefore I Blog?

Well. Uhm. Yes. As some of you may already know, I have been awarded a Think­ing Blog­ger award by the ever-radiant Ruby Ahmad, her­self a Think­ing Blog­ger and surely a far wor­thier one than me. I’m cer­tainly in a state of gush now, to be in the same com­pany as other awardees as Dina Zaman,

Beckett Screwed @ Breakfast?

Time for another lit­er­ary shot in the arm again. You know you need the juice…
1x: A Buck­et­ful of Beckett

My good friend Derek Ong is act­ing in this one! (Man’s a genius — he’s our Body­Bal­ance mas­cot and cheer­leader too.) Eight short plays by Samuel Beck­ett. Or, eight shots, if you will.

Of Dreams and Dream Jobs

There is a long line to hap­pi­ness. It’s not straight nor is it easy. At times, feel­ing lost is every day, is every night, is some­thing that feels not right but feels also if this isn’t right, there is no other right. It is ver­tigo that lasts for years and when change comes (and comes

BodyBalance!

Me doing the War­rior II pose
Remem­ber the week­end I got spammed? While you read­ers were strug­gling with an evil spam­mer pre­tend­ing to be me, I was bliss­fully unaware, away at a three-day Body­Bal­ance instruc­tor train­ing. It’s been almost a month now, and I have yet to talk about my glo­ri­ous expe­ri­ence.
First of all, you may ask,