Thanks for the memories.
Thanks for the memories.
Before I bid my weekend goodbye (it’s 9.25pm only, so you can see that I am crazy tired), here’s a few updates.
1) Say hello to @nabbycat
@allquirknoplay is no more. While it has served me well for the past 1 year plus, that identity does not truly represent who I am. This username holds a lot more sentiment for me, and I’ve used it (on and off) for almost ten years now. That is a good reason as any other, no?
2) New blog changes
I am also planning to change my blog address to nabbycat.wordpress.com, or maybe even get my own domain. Again, wordpress has served me well especially as I grappled with blogging and finding out my writing style, but I find myself wanting more from my website. Not to mention this eye sore of a blog design which I must do something about by the end of the year. Or perhaps sooner.
Any suggestions for webhosting? I just need something which can let me have more than a modicum of control over how my blog looks, as well as my own domain and adequate space. Right now squarespace looks promising, but any suggestions are welcome!
As my blog evolves I am also planning to create my own content outside of writing entries, though I’m still in the brainstorming stage for this. But I’m thinking videos, more photos, etc.
That’s all for this awesome Sunday! Sleep early folks.
I don’t know if you know, but the first video EVER played on MTV is Video Killed the Radio Star.
Yesterday, me and Erfen were eating when we heard it being played on the radio. And instantly, I went “Toodooloodooloodooloodooloo!”
And he responded by raising his eyebrow with this “WTH” look.
“Isn’t that part of the song?”
I just somehow felt that I’ve heard this weird “”Toodooloodooloodooloodooloo!” in the song. It’s after the bit “they took the credit for your 2nd symphony..”
So anyway, when we got back it was still bothering us. (Plus we had to check who was right )
“Let’s Youtube it!”
I searched for “video killed the radio star”.
As usual, there were tons of search results. There was the expected Presidents of the United States of America version. We clicked on that.
We hit play. I waited for that”Toodooloodooloodooloodooloo!” part. I waited, and waited, and waited.
Erfen had this gloating “Haha you are so wrong” look on his face.
But I refused to admit defeat. In the search results we saw another version by “The Buggles”. I was like “Who are the Buggles?”
This, ladies and gentlemen, is The Buggles.
The magic comes at 0:41 to 0.45, which is the point when I turned to Erfen and gave him my best “I told you I was right” smile.
[Edit: The video can't be embedded, so you'll have to click the Watch it on Youtube link. Sorriez!]
You know I love you beebee! xoxo!
But we started reading up on this original version of the song. It was the first ever video to be played on MTV.
On August 1, 1981, at 12:01 a.m., MTV: Music Television launched with the words “Ladies and gentlemen, rock and roll,” spoken by John Lack. Those words were immediately followed by the original MTV theme song, a crunching guitar riff written by Jonathan Eliasand John Petersen, playing over a montage of the Apollo 11 moon landing. MTV producers Alan Goodman and Fred Seibert used this public domain footage as a conceit, associating MTV with the most famous moment in world television history.
Appropriately, the first music video shown on MTV was “Video Killed the Radio Star” by The Buggles. The second video shown was Pat Benatar’s “You Better Run”. Sporadically, the screen would go black when an employee at MTV inserted a tape into a VCR.
Cool eh? Weirdly enough, it’s August 1st today! I just realised! Happy birthday MTV! You’re…28 now! Hehe.
Okies that’s all from me!
Have a good weekend all!
Last Saturday, I had the privilege to go for a curated tour of a special exhibition at the Peranakan Museum. It’s called Baba Bling: The Peranakans and Their Jewellery and it’s an exhibition of the jewellery worn by the Peranakan Nyonyas (younger women) and the Bibiks (older women).
Speaking of which, remember Bibik Belacan? I vaguely remember watching it on tv, but the details escape me.
Anyway, the exhibition featured over 300 pieces of Peranakan jewellery from the 19th century till today. Those Peranakan women wore a whole lot of jewellery back then man! (And maybe even now?)
From the top of my head, a typical Nyonya would wear:
Yeah…I think they might just be more that I missed out.
Anyway, the curated tour was pretty awesome. Our tour guide (oops I forgot her name!) is actually a voluteer guide and is a medical doctor on weekdays! She was really knowledgeable and made the exhibition much more interesting.
To be really honest, I think that without the tour guide, I wouldn’t have enjoyed the exhibition that much. I’m the kind of person that always gets the audio guide when I’m in a museum, so I think that’s just me. It just makes the exhibits come alive, don’t you think?
But of course, you can visit the exhibition without going on the curated tour. There are tons of videos and information boards telling you the significance of the jewellery and explaining the history behind it all.
In fact, if I had more time I’d have watched all the videos and read all the information boards, but I’m anal like that (or typical Singaporean? Wanna get my all my money’s worth, hehe)
Here’s some reasons to go for Baba Bling:
1) Find out what it means when a Peranakan lady wears jewellery that’s made of silver with pearls or why why it’s rare to find hairpins in sets of 5 rather than the original 7 that they came out in
2) Look at photos of old Peranakan families and couples and try and get fashion inspiration
3) Get awesome printed gold stickers with different symbols that hold significance to the Peranakans –> This is actually meant for kids, but you should try and get your hand on it too! It’s so fun to go to the different machines to “collect” the different symbols!
4) The jewellery is so rare and their designs authentic that photography isn’t even allowed in the exhibition, for fear of copying. Hardcore!
5) Check out the building. I think the design is so lovely!
All in all, it was a charming way to spend Saturday afternoon. I’d recommend going for this exhibition, as well as the Peranakan Museum Collection. For me, it was an eye-opener to learn more about a culture I don’t know much about.
Went with Sherms who brought Squid along, and Ingrid came as well. I brought my friend Iris with me, who was visiting from Canada, and she enjoyed the exhibition too, especially since she’d never heard about the Peranakan people before. We also met Kanika and Dorothy from SMU as well!
Thanks to Riley from NHB for inviting!
More information about Baba Bling:
It runs from 29th May to 13th Dec
Peranakan Museum is at 39 Armenian Street
Opening hours: Mon 1pm – 7pm, Tues-Sun 9.30pm -7.30pm (till 9pm on Fridays)
Admission charges available here. Did you know that on Friday nights, charges are half-priced, at $3 for adults and $1.50 for students. Awesome!
Nothing special about this shot, except I asked Shirley to help me take it and was quite amused with the whole thing because she kept getting confused by my instructions. I told her to “hold the camera low”, but then we had to re-take because it was blurry. Then I said, “try not to shake the camera” and when that didn’t work, we turned on the flash, but this time my shoes got cut off. So we tried again.
“Can you see my shoes?”
“Ok, go a bit further.”
She takes a step back.
“Lower the camera,”
“Can you see my shoes?”
It was rather funny. It didn’t occur to me that she doesn’t handle a camera often.
But yeah, that’s the story behind this shot.
[I need new clothes and a haircut, bah]
Perhaps some of you have heard about the TweetSG saga. For those who have not, it’s been written at length by both Daryl and daphnemaia, who focus on the online reputation aspect of the debacle, as well as by the developer himself.
As for me, I don’t wish to rehash the conversation between me and the developer, but it did leave me thinking about the need to be nice.
Personally for me it’s important to be a nice person, and to keep a good account of myself. I don’t remember my parents actually teaching me this, but somehow it’s just something I’ve always believed in.
Growing up, I met some people who could best be described as naughty, but never “not nice” or just plain rude. But as soon as I left what I call the formative years and started university and mixing around with people from different backgrounds, it became clear to me, somewhat shockingly, that there are just people who are plain not nice.
Having grown up believing that we should be nice to one another, I struggle with this fact even now.
On one hand, there’s a part of me that thinks that there’s a higher power or some kinda karma that will come back to haunt people like this. So if I ever came across somewhat who I considered to be rather nasty, I’d usually stay far far away from them, mind my own business and hope that I never have to deal with them ever again.
On the other hand, there are people to whom being nasty is like their way of surviving this world. These are the people that, if you ever cry foul on them for acting badly, will say “That’s not my problem” or “Nobody owes you a living”. And the funny thing is that they are completely capable individuals who treat their own friends nicely, but they just don’t feel the need to be nice to everybody.
Of course, I know that it doesn’t pay to be nice to everyone all the time. Sure, in an ideal world it’d be nice, but you don’t want to be taken advantage of and sometimes you need to assert yourself in order to get what you want.
So as you can see, this issue plagues me a little.
I still personally believe that we should be nice to the people we interact with. And I rather not deal with people that are not nice to me, even if it’s not personal and that’s just the way they operate.
So how? Nice or not nice?
Btw, I use sgBEAT now to tweet from my mobile phone. So far so good. But now that I’ve been burnt, I’ve tempered my expectations a little.
There are 8 cats in the office.
K that’s only 7. But apparently there a couple more, but these are the ones who more or less are inside the office usually.
So one day, my boss rescues two lovely orangey kittens from the monsoon drain. They were almost drowning, poor things.
The photo on the left (below) shows them when they first came. Monstrous, loud and pretty terrifying. To me that is! But I’ve never been a kitten person.
The photo on the right (above) is them now, a couple of weeks since they first came. Now they’re more adventurous and naughty too. They’ve started being very playful and they like to hang out on the “2nd floor” of this table we have. I call it The Condo. I call them Jem and Scout after the two siblings in To Kill a Mockingbird.
Anyways, assuming there are only 7 cats (which they aren’t), that brings the tally to 9 felines. We (the office) thought that that was plenty.
Meet the new kitties, yet unnamed.
We found them abandoned in a box in the back alley behind the office. That my friends (if you’re still with me that is) brings the total to 11 kitties. 11 kitties! That is craziness.
Anyways, hopefully you’ve been reading this far, and if you are, you’re probably a cat person, which is good because my boss can’t keep the kittens and wants to find good homes for them. If you or someone you know might be interested, love cats and can commit to taking care of them long-term, please let me know!
The two orange ones are super cute and loveable (one’s a boy and the other’s a sweet girl), I can vouch for that after playing with them and laughing at their antics for the past couple of weeks. The new black ones are super tiny and frail but hopefully they’ll be up and running soon, they look so wee and fragile now and one of them didn’t want to drink his milk
So those are the kitties in the office. They are my source of entertainment and I always go find them when I need to take a break, hehe.
But really, if you’re interested in adopting do let me know!