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Thursday, June 30, 2005

National Library Tips and Tricks

I am absolutely giddy with excitment with this discovery.

Let's say you are at amazon.com and you see a book that you like. You want to check to see if it is available at the National Library, so you have to open a new screen, type in the National Library webpage address, load up the catalogue, type in the title, etc. and wait for the results.

Did you know that you can shorten all of the above into a single step by installing NLB's bookmarklet? It is fantastic! Just click a single button and you will know if it is available at the Library, at which branch, and if it is on loan!

Install the bookmarklet from here.
See detailed step-by-step instructions here (thanks mel)
And read about other NLB tips and tricks here.

I'm going book-surfin' now!

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My dream

For the past two nights, I've woken myself up by shouting "Ring!" in the middle of the night.

No I wasn't dreaming about a telephone, or a wedding ring, or the one ring that rules them all. I was dreaming about...

Ringworms.

I had these red bumps shaped in an incomplete circle all over my arms and my legs. I remember trying to get someone to cut my skin to let the worms out. I was squeezing my inner right knee for that person to cut my skin, and that was when I cried, "Ring!", and woke myself up.

It is a strange dream -- one that has popped out of nowhere. Usually I can trace my dreams to real life -- like if I stepped on a worm in the day, or if I've had rashes recently, or mosquito bites, etc., but this time, absolutely nothing. When I woke up, I kept touching the spot on my inner knee to see if there were any residual bumps there. I was very relieved to feel smooth and cool skin.

I looked up a dream dictionary and it says this about dreaming about ringworms:

Interpretation:
Allowing others to get under your skin, allowing them to eat away at you
Running rings around yourself
Going round and round in circles, not making progress
Feeling inadequate or unclean

Hmmm. Very interesting...

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Splish Splash went the shoe with the hole

Date

PlaceTime (mins)Distance (km)

km/h

Wednesday, June 29, 2005Barker19.43.510.8

It drizzled. I wore the top my sister sent me for my birthday. The top looks and feels like a swimming costume -- it has a built in shelf bra ("Dry motion control" it says on the tag) and is made of a sweat-wicking fabric. After the run, with the rain and the sweat, it did feel like I just stepped out of a pool.

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Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Herzog by Saul Bellow

Moses E. Herzog is a modern-day hero. As his life crumbles about him -- his wife leaves him for his best friend, he gives up a scholarly career -- he writes unsent letters to both the living and the dead, revealing his innermost thoughts. At the edge of sanity, Moses' words are startingly true, deep with thought and emotion. At the end of the book, Moses thinks:

I will do no more to enact the pecularities of life. This is done well enough without my special assistance...

Anyway, can I pretend I have much choice? I look at myself and see chest, thighs, feet -- a head. This strange organization, I know it will die. And inside -- something, something, happiness... "Thou movest me." That leaves no choice. Something produces intensity, a holy feeling, as oranges produce orange, as grass green, as birds heat. Some hearts put out more love and some less of it, presumably. Does it signify anything? ...

Is it idiot joy that makes this animal, the most peculiar animal of all, exclaim something? And he thinks this reaction a sign, a proof, of eternity? And he has it in his breast? But I have no arguments to make about it. "Thou movest me." "But what do you want, Herzog?" "But that's just it -- not a solitary thing. I am pretty well satisfied to be, just as it is willed, and for as long as I may remain in occupancy." (340)

Bellow is a master with language. I will leave only one example:

Herzog felt nothing but his own human feelings, in which he found nothing of use. What if he felt moved to cry? Or pray? He pressed hand to hand. And what did he feel? Why he felt himself -- his own trembling hands, and eyes that stung. And what was there in modern, post ... post-Christian America to pray for? Justice -- justice and mercy? And pray away the monstrousness of life, the wicked dream that it was? He opened his mouth to relieve the pressure he felt. He was wrung, and wrung again, and wrung again, again. (240)

Will have to re-read this book, preferably after I pick up a little French!

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New traffic light


Sign generator (via mrbrown); background pic by gingmaganda

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Oh boy, oh boy!

I am listed! Lonely Runner (who ran 24 hours straight at East Coast to raise funds for tsunami victims) listed me last night!



It is such an honour to be listed among the REAL runners that I feel like I should be posting about my pace, my heartbeat, the route I took like madman, but that would just be too embarrassing. Seriously, all the runners in that blog are very zai (good). So I will stick to the literary side of running. These are the top three reasons why I run:

1. The sense of accomplishment
Running is one of the few things I can control in my life right now. I'm somewhat stuck in a corner in my job and relationships, and being able to set running goals and meet them gives me that extra motivation to cope with the rest of life.

2. To prevent osteoporosis
I am petite. I'm also Chinese and female, which means I have all the genes for osteoporosis later in life. Running (unlike swimming) is a weight-bearing exercise that helps build up my bone density. Bone mass peaks at age 30, at which point it starts to decrease, and so I'm trying to run as much as I can before I reach the big 3-0.

3. Oh, the places you will go!
And the things you will see! Nothing beats the light of the setting sun reflecting off the water at MacRitchie Reservoir. Or the feeling of your first 10km along the coast of East Australia. Or running in the rain at Bishan Park. Or weaving in between ancient Chinese gravestones at Bukit China, Malacca. Or nodding and smiling at people with large dogs. Or simply finding yourself again...

So what are your reasons?

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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Why I am against the fare hike


This appeared in The Straits Times on 29 January 2005. It was a Special Report on the poor in Singapore.

Madam Rozario is a widow who lives alone. She gets $260 a month from a community development council. If you add up what she spends on rent, utilities, telephone and meals, it is still less than what she spends on transport.

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The ground is black with mourning



Remember me raving about streetdirectory.com's jogging route calculator six months ago? Well, they have decided to make it a paid service only. You can input the points, but to see the final distance, you will have to pay something in the range of $0.53. Today's map is in black to mourn this loss. But we will survive, there is always string and paper. I calculated the distance this time by using string on the computer screen. Not perfect, but hey, my string cheaper than 50 cents okay?

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Monday, June 27, 2005

Kopitiam*

There is a certain solidarity among the working class that comforts me this Monday morning when my colleague is no longer here. Today I stopped by Tekka market for breakfast and sat with the Indian men and Chinese men, all of us holding our cups of kopi and teh, staring into space. Two Indian men held a conversation in Tamil above my head and the only word I caught of their conversation was this – “kopi” – the league of the Monday Morning Sufferers, the disenchanted, disfranchised, overused – the kopi drinkers. Perhaps this is what the Irish coal miners feel at the end of the day, spending their wages for the day at the local pub while their family go hungry at home. I am much too sentimental for my good. I will cheer myself up with a post on the tale of the never-ending sari. Till later.

* kopitiam - coffeeshop; kopi - coffee; teh - tea

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Thursday, June 23, 2005

Running in Singapore I: Where to find that elusive locker

I'll be posting information here that I've found relevant in my amateur running romps around Singapore. Today's topic is : Where to find that elusive locker.

Unless you drive, get driven around, or plan to run with cargo pants stuffed with your wallet/ mobile phone/ EZ-link card/ make-up/ towel etc., lockers are essential. Knowing where they are and how much they cost is also important to a happy running romp.

MacRitchie Reservoir
As far as I know, lockers are located in two places at MacRitchie: outside the toilets by the carpark and at the top of the hill where the snack shop is. The small lockers ($1) are large enough to squeeze two backpacks in. The lockers only accept $1 coins, so make sure you have a dollar coin in your wallet before setting out. The toilets by the carpark can get really gross though, so I would suggest changing into your gear and emptying your bladder before getting to MacRitchie. The toilets at the top of the hill are marginally better. There is a watercooler at the top of the hill -- it is located outside the toilets near the vending machine. There are no showers that I know of.

AMK Library
If you need a place to deposit your stuff before a jog in AMK, you will be able to find cheap lockers at the AMK library (20 cents for the small locker; 50 cents for large). The small lockers accept only 20 cent coins, the large ones 50 cent coins. AMK library has a clean and large handicapped toilet for you to change into your running gear. (Remember to change into running gear BEFORE putting stuff in the locker though; turning your hp to "silent" would be considerate too) And if you are lucky, you may get a locker numbered "42", which is of course the answer to life, the universe, everything.

[Lockers at AMK library are now key-less! It may help to commit the code number that unlocks your locker to memory just in case the paper it issues you disintegrates in your sweaty running shorts.]

Central Library
Lockers are free! Sweet! Just make sure you don't leave it overnight or you'll be slapped with a fine.

Public Swimming Pools
The lockers at public swimming pools costs 20 cents for a small one and 40 cents for a large one. It doesn't make sense to use these when you are out for a running romp because it costs $1 just to enter the pool on weekdays ($1.30 weekends). Unless you are swimming, that is.

California Fitness
Bring a small lock. Bring two small locks if you want to lock up your track shoes while you are in the shower. They have shoe-sized lockers at the bottom row. The upper lockers are shaped in a “P”; the bottom lockers are shaped in a “d”. To open the lockers on top, use the grooves at the bottom of the arch of the “P” rather than the bottom of the stem. California Fitness discourages the use of combination locks – I assume it is because combination locks are easily picked. Shower foam, conditioner, shampoo, hairdryer and towels are provided (What kind of seventh fitness heaven is this?). As an extra tip, there are no hooks for you to hang your stuff in the shower.

YCK Gym
Entry fee to the gym is $2.50 and the lockers take two 20 cents coins. The lockers in the restrooms are almost twice as large as the ones outside for the same price. There are shelves too if you have a trusting type of personality and don't want to use the lockers. The shower and the watercooler in the female restroom are excellent. One very important point: towels are compulsory in the gym. They threaten to kick you out of the gym if you don't have your towel at all times. I carried mine like an blue furry ID.

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5:30pm

It was almost 5:30pm, time to get ready to go home. The sky was still bright outside her office; the possibilities for dinner and entertainment beckoned like glistening jewels -- which should I choose? Dinner and movie, the classic Singapore date? Badminton at the Community Centre?But it is always fully booked by twits who book three months in advance, this selfish act perpetuated by Resident Committee members who say, brazenly, that they have to allow it because the "RC is profit-making" -- "I ought to write in to forum one day to complain. Profit-making, my foot!

Her thoughts drifted away down a well-trod indignant path. Suddenly she had the terrifying thought -- what if I were to spend the next 60 years of my life griping about the system, flesh against brick, flesh against brick, until the flesh gives way? -- but that thought quickly drifted away.

She was meeting her boyfriend after work. She had a miserable day at work; she counted the minutes to lunch and to the time she could leave again. It was a relatively un-busy period for her department, having tied up a major, significant event successfully just last month. Her colleagues in other departments were jealous of her free time, but she could not understand why they were jealous. She would rather be busy anyday than to cope with the dark, embarrassing alleyways of her mind.

Right now, she had to shake off the old melabcholy so that she could at least be tolerable company later. She tried to think happy thoughts -- thoughts of her dog at home, of her best friend overseas, of brown paper packages tied up with string... But she reached a dead-end. She picked up her things, and walked out of the door. Another day; another forced smile; another day.

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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Links

Electronic Frontier Foundation has published a legal guide for bloggers, including a FAQ on online defamation law.

MacDonald's in America has a secret menu? (via Daryl Sng)

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Merrily we go around

Date

PlaceTime (mins)Distance (km)Pace (km/h)
Friday, June 17 2005Barker43.87.29.9

This is the fastest time I've done the 7.2km Barker route to-date. The last time I did it in 45.6mins. Come July 27, I will have kept a whole year's record of runs. I love my running log! Watch this space for the final tally.

Also, S got the July issue of the Runner's Magazine from the library. July, my friend! It is like reading it fresh off the press. Gotta love the library in Singapore.

In this issue, they had 6 pictures of "rave runs" from the top 25 cities to run in America. San Francisco, New York, Colorado Springs, even Austin Texas for some reason. Beautiful pics, all of them. It all looks so... un-humid. *envy*

The July issue of Runner's World comes with two different covers. The cover for subscribers show this woman running in San Francisco; the one for newstands show her stretching and smiling with the San Francisco Bridge in the backdrop (see pic on left). I think it is because since they switched to the "pretty-woman-posing-on-front-page" policy, a few readers wrote in and complained about how wimpy they looked. But as we all know, having pictures of women sell. The editor-in-chief of our company told me that himself -- that he would choose a picture over another simply because there is a woman in it. So I guess this way, everyone is happy, meaning the subscribers, the sales team, the man on the street. I think the "rave run" pics more than make up for the posing on the cover though!

I want to send in a picture of someone running with the Esplanade in the backdrop.

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Tuesday, June 21, 2005

What does your screen name say of you?

from lancerlord

What is the hidden meaning in your name?

This is what my real name means: Building, Planner, Manager, Solid, Stable, Security, Traditional, Practical, Hard work, Systematic, Cautious, Organization, Discipline, Thriftiness, Groundedness

And this is what "mis_nomer" means: Reevaluating, The inner life, Solitary, Loner, Mystical, Deep, Philosophical, Analytical, Intuitive, Perfectionist, Specialization, Skeptical, Privacy, Retreat, Sanctuary, Contemplation, Recuperation, Eccentricity

Interesting, isn't it? Perhaps it points to the gulf between what I feel I ought to be, and what I want to be?

Also, a snippet from shawn cuthill's life:

Lukas: Daddy, can we make a list of vegetables?
Daddy: OK, which ones.
Lukas: Tomatoes...carrots....
Daddy: What about apples?Lukas: No they are fruits :)
Daddy (proud of his son's ability to tell the difference between fruits & vegetables): Good Lukas, what's another vegetable?!?
Lukas: Chicken nuggets

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Monday, June 20, 2005

This cup

Oh mystery!
That the love that cannot be contained
in a million far-flung galaxies,
Should be contained in this cup,
Held against my lips?

Oh mystery!
That when I drain this cup in greediness,
Sinning as I drink;
No sooner as it is empty,
It is filled again?

Oh mystery!
Sift me like flour;
Purge me anew,
Strengthen my knees,
‘Till I drink with you.

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