Garlic flower

This is the garlic flower I mentioned earlier. It is bloosomed in my garden !

Me, the spy to be

Hey people, too much tv is really bad for you.


After a few seasons of a spy tv series, the thought of being a spy is slowing creeping its way into me. How exciting it is to go under cover with a new identity, to plant a tracking device in the bedroom, to locate a ticking bomb, to interrogate for useful information and eventually to assume a vital role in stopping terrorism. To achieve greatness. Wow.

Those black suits and black shoes are so cool, they definitely look good on me or I look good in them. Add on a pair of dark sunglasses. I can so get use to this.

Cranky old man

Before you say it, let me be the first one to admit it. It was not intentional. Unfortunately it happened. I am officially becoming a cranky old man.

Surely you have noticed that I did nothing but grumbling in my blog recently. Unhappy of this, disapprove that, irritated by all etc. Be assured that I was nothing like this in the past. I used to be as sweet as an angel, really. Unfortunately, my recent daily exercise has become nagging and complaining. How repulsive.

Oops. Did I just complained EVEN about myself?

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Abiding or being stupid?

We Singaporeans, among other things, are famous for obeying the law. Perhaps a little exaggerated at times. How often do you see a big group of pedestrian waiting for the traffic light to turn green before crossing the street, even when there is WITHOUT a single approaching car at sight? The road is empty and liberal. There is enough time to walk across it and back two times yet everyone remains where they are. It is taught to cross the road only when the light is green, so it shall be observed.


Abiding rules is a virtue. Following rules blindly without executing one’s common sense is stupidity. If there is not a single car, why can’t we cross the road? Why wait 3 minutes for nothing? The most absurd thing is: nobody realizes how absurd the whole situation is.

In my neighborhood, there is a narrow two-way road. (only one lane on each way) One day, two cars were approaching. Ahead of them, a rubbish cart was crawling hesitantly. The two cars tagged along obediently at a snail’s pace. After a couple of minutes, the driver of the car became impatient at the situation so she horned “poo poo poo”, urging the rubbish cart to speed up. But rubbish carts, built to transport trash, are not equipped with motors than run any faster than a bicycle. Why can’t the drivers of both cars just over take it? After all, the road was completely empty. If that is not stupidity, you tell me what it is.

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