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April 19, 2009
Clarke Quay Singapore

Clarke Quay Singapore

I left last Wednesday night for Singapore from Hong Kong and arrived at 10:30 pm after a 4 hour flight where I had the pleasure of watching Cathay’s in-flight exorcise videos, and of listening to some old fart behind me make loud “Hchhhhhaaawwwwk!” noises every few seconds lah. After landing and exiting the airport (where I saw this nifty sign for a “Prayer Room.” Who knew?), the first thing I noticed is the wall of heat. Singapore is freakin’ HOT. I loved it. My face was sweating.

Popped into a cab where the driver thought he was Speed Racer hopped up on meth, either that or he thought he was driving in Shanghai. Luckily I made it to the Swissotel Merchant Court alive, and my testicles were able to descend from their place of hiding. Because I am a filthy smoker, I asked for a room with a balcony. The good part was I got this view (Video of View). The bad part was it was facing the Clarke Quay bar area, so the room was noisy. Since I couldn’t beat the noise, I decided to hit up the bar street and check out the local scene. Turns out it was ladies night, and much mayhem was afoot. Ended up going to Attica and meeting some folks to help me party the night away.

My God in heaven…the women!

Wandering around Clarke Quay on ladies night there was one thought that kept coming to mind, “My God in heaven…the women! They’re wearing hardly anything! God bless warm weather!” Much half ball was shown (Please refer to the Talking Cock Singaporean Dictionary for Singlish lingo.)

The next day was packed with meetings, meeting lunches, and lunch meetings. Though my dinner meeting proved the most eventful. I was taken to a famous Hawker stand called Sin Huat Eating House which is known for its extremely grumpy owner and amazing seafood. Apparently the owner is self trained and has won numerous awards, so he can afford to be grumpy and do as he pleases. This was evident by his order taking technique.

Colleague, “Hello we’ll have the…”

Owner, “You’ll have the crab.”

Colleague, “Ahh yes OK, and we’ll have…”

Owner, “Scallops.”

Colleague, “Please that would be lovely.”

The owner was decked out in his finest Thursday duds (boxers, t-shirt, and black rubber boots.) Even though we were the only ones there it took 30 minutes to get the food. I hear stories that he really doesn’t give a shit and he’ll refuse to serve you if you complain about waiting. We didn’t complain.

The food finally arrived and it was a serious spread of crab, prawns, veggies, and other assorted wildlife of the sea. We ate them all with gusto and verve. Much verve. Too much gusto. I unfortunately contracted some kind of sneaky intestinal bug which stayed with me until Saturday night. The crab had his revenge…


On Friday I met with a Singaporean famous for his food reviews and couldn’t even eat anything at his favorite Japanese restaurant. Talk about embarrassing. “Uh sorry, I can’t eat because I have a bad case of the craps due to my being a real pansy.”

Needless to say my flight back to Hong Kong wasn’t the most pleasant I’ve ever had.

Great city, and I plan on returning again when I have some time, even if I can’t chew gum.

The nation that doesn’t like you chewing gum, or littering ($500 t$1000 US fines) is understandably one helluva a clean city. Granted, I didn’t get to see all that much in the short time I was afforded, but I counted all of 2 items of litter on the road during my 25 minute cab ride from the airport to my hotel. Though I did snap a pic of a bit of Graffitti which was surprising because of the harsh punishments.

Other tidbits of useful information about Singapore

  • Red lanterns hanging in KTVs or massage parlors mean you’re in for MORE than a good time
  • Mustafa is the Indian Wal Mart (I bought luggage there for $10 US)
  • Sunblock is mandatory

My full daily walk to work…a proper video

March 5, 2009

I’m making up for lost time. Here’s what is essentially my entire morning commute. Once again I’ve dubbed techno to it. Why? Why am I doing this? Because until my hand gets steadier with the cam, or until I buy a better camera, I have to speed up my shaky video and set it to music to mask my rookish tendencies at video editing. I did compose this vid on Final Cut Pro, and it was my first time using that program so this was a good start.

A video camera, a blackberry, and a camera walk into a bar…

March 4, 2009

And none of them work.

Such is my life, and such is the reason there are currently no pics and vids as of yet. But, I finally managed to get a vid off my phone taken from the roof of my current apartment, compress it, upload it on this slow as no-legged thief Internet connection, and embedded it here for your viewing pleasure. Also! I added something special.

In other news, I’m watching a movie starring Tom Cruise’s hair. I’ve never seen such hair before. He’s fighting some obviously evil Eastern European white man on a cliff somewhere on the East Coast and his hair is absolutely magnificent. I don’t hit for the other team mind you, but this man’s hair is incredible. Every 6 inch long follicle moves in perfect harmony and synchronization. Impressive.

Yet even more news of blah blah blah, and less of the rant rant rant category. My new apartment (not the one in the vid, look for a new vid of the new one)  is NOISY. It is a 4th floor walk-up and the street is pretty close down below, so I foresee many Saturday morning battles involving yours truly running out into the street clad only in white socks and brandishing a rice cooker in challenge to a bus. I’ll be sure to get pics or video of that.

I suppose I shouldn’t really complain. You get what you pay for, and I got a really great deal for a place of its size and location. Beggars can’t be choosers and all that. Today I went and bought a bed spread, bed sheet, and pillow, so I’m pretty much all set to move in.

Last night I met up with a friend for dinner in Central at Goccia Ristorane. Nice place, ate on the terrace and had overpriced pizza ($17 each). Though everything is over priced here so eventually I’ll stop mentioning it (maybe not, that’s what 6 months of unemployment will do to a man). Then went to Kinds for a dirty martini. Were I writing an article on Kinds I would say the decor is Kitche, but since I’m not I’ll just go ahead and say it was “shit.”

The plans for the week include work, shopping for apartment, a performance of some kind on Friday night that I got tickets for somehow, moving saturday, then a ride on a Junk out to an island for lunch on Sunday with a bunch of people I don’t know. All in all, pretty boring. Yawn. I’ll try to pull through.