who doesn't like baby pix?

One final look at my baby blankie, put to its intended use.

sofa, so good

The first (and only) photo in my Abandoned Sofas series.

why i'm a lousy photographer

Rain started drizzling down as I hurried to the bus stop.

It was that strange inconsequential silent sort of rain that hardly wets you and can barely be seen except under the streetlights.

My bus number 77 trundled past the National Museum where a kampung-style movie screening was taking place under the giant banyan tree.

I couldn't see what was playing on the screen but against the white of the building, there were the silhouettes of perhaps a hundred little heads, rapt and still. And here and there, above the heads, the distinctive upside-down-bowl shapes of umbrellas bobbed about.

If I were truly dedicated, I would have hauled my ass off the bus, rummaged through my tote for my camera -- which I'd borrowed precisely because I'd wanted to take better photos -- and captured that shot, rain be damned.

WIP #2

It started as a pancake stack of squares. Actually, it began as 10 balls of wool. No, actually, it was a sheep eating grass in New Zealand or somewhere. Anyway...


I took forever to join the 16 squares together. And then there's this mysterious process called blocking to make the not-very-square squares totally square. It involves the pins you see above.


Finally. Done. Done. Done. Just in time for birth of the National Day baby.

Bobo Wong keeps kicking it off though. It's the thought that counts, right?

salted fish

A frozen salmon, uncovered in an exploration expedition to the depths of my freezer, inspired me to attempt poaching for the first time.

I wanted to make some sort of terikayi broth and simmer the fish in it, but realised it would be easier just to pan fry it, then add the watered-down marinade. It was super salty, which is exactly the way I like my food.

Served on a bed of soba noodles, with seaweed and a ridiculous amount of sliced spring onions on top. Yum.

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i've had exactly the same thought

“There are nights when I can’t sleep. I go into a fantasyland and tableau sort of thinking, like, Tonight would be the perfect night to say, ‘Honey, I’m really tired and worried about work. And tell me about your day.’ Do you think someone will read this and try to get in touch with me? If I read that about someone, I’d drop him a note.”

Marc Jacobs, interviewed by Amy Larocca in Lost and Found.

bunny family

From top: Bunny me, bunny sissy, bunny daddy and bunny mummy. Boing boing boing.

sunny side up

Lazy Sunday brunch. Looked like a frown, but still brought a smile to my face.

P.S. I've been trying without success to fry eggs that have whites that are, how should I describe them, bubbly, and the yolks still runny. Like those from Muslim food stalls with the dark sauce. I never seem to be able to get the oil hot enough.
P.P.S. This is also not a food blog. Heh.

eliminated

After hearing snippets of this song by Eason Chan, I finally got round to finding out the title and "obtaining" [don't ask by what means] it. It was only then that I realised why I was so drawn to it -- it's written by none other than Jay.

淘汰
陈奕迅

词曲：周杰伦

我说了 所有的谎
你却都相信
简单的 我爱你
你却老不醒
你疏离的剧情
我不想收敛
因为我喜欢 喜剧收尾
我试过 完美放弃
的确很踏实
醒来了
梦散了
你我都早散了
情歌歌词何必押韵
就算我是K歌之王
也不见得把 爱情唱得完美
只能说我输了
也许是你怕了
我们的回忆 没有皱褶
你却用离开淌下句点
只能说我认了
你的不安得到的信任
我却得到你 安慰的淘汰
我试过完美放弃
的确很踏实
醒来了
梦散了
你我都早散了
情歌歌词何必押韵
就算我是K歌之王
也不见得把 爱情唱得完美
只能说我输了
也许是你怕了
我们的回忆 没有皱褶
你却用离开淌下句点
只能说我认了
你的不安得到的信任
我却得到你 安慰的淘汰