The Eighth New Year Post (Or, Am I Glad the New Year's Almost Over)

All in all, this was a good weekend.

On Saturday I had a secondary school class outing. Amazingly enough, there was a rather strong turnout - 16 out of 34 people.

Updates were mostly predictable, but of course there were some surprises, like the girl who'd started up her own business only to have it fail within the year. And the biggest surprise of all (well, technically it wasn't really a surprise since we knew beforehand) was one girl who was getting married.

What a disgusting reminder of my age. Bah.

Anyway, it was a good dinner. The steak was actually rather decent, which is pretty rare in Singapore, and especially at an OK price (S$25 or so). Erdinger was excellent as usual. So if you want a decent steak, you can check out Jerry's in the Club Street area.



The trip there was actually pretty amusing as well. I was running late so I decided to take a cab, and was promptly mistaken by the cab driver for a celeb from my company. Not anyone in particular, just a celeb in general. He said I dressed "like an idol". Har har. Rather bizarre. Look at the picture and judge for yourself if his comments were valid.

Instead of being late, I was frightfully early and so sat around taking pictures of people sneakily. Like of this guy, who seemed, like me, to be waiting. And waiting. And waiting.



Managed, finally, to see the Botero exhibit at the Singapore Art Museum today. Childish comment: It's kinda cool that all his people look exactly alike, just with different hair, etc. Lots of dumpy, fleshy people and animals. It was a nice (and interesting) juxtaposition with all the beautiful photographs of stick-thin celebrities in the Russel Wong exhibit in the same museum.


The priest warns his young charges about the deadly beast waiting below.


Cat vs. Man

Got a free Alien Ant Farm CD from my favorite tiny CD stall, Foo Leong, in Chinatown. I guess the owner likes me and knows that I spend enough there to feed a tiny nation for a year. I don't think think I've ever heard of the group, but he insists they're good.

I was also complimented on my eclectic taste. My purchases from the stall today included U2, Queen, The Chemical Brothers, and - of all things - Taufik (Singapore Idol winner - support a bit lah. Plus, it's cheap). This doesn't include the Chinese CDs I got from Gramophone just a bit earlier.

And finally, on a more sombre note, I've added another NU blog link to the list on the right. It's rather depressing, but I'm glad to see that Tim's sense of humor is still intact. And of course, it's a reminder to us all that shit happens, and very often to the best people.