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Favourite Jazz Lines October 28, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 10:13 pm
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All that jazz

Inspired by a friend’s FB status update: “Suddenly aware of how whimsical this line is: Fly me to the moon, and let me play among the stars”.

In no particular order, the lines that have haunted me:

In llama land, there’s a one-man band and he’ll toot his flute for you – Come fly with me
I feel like I’m clinging to a cloud – Misty
When we said our first hello, little did we know – Strangers in the Night
You haunt me with reveries of days gone by – In My Solitude
I feel your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above – The Very Thought Of You
Carry moonbeams home in a jar – Would You Like to Swing on a Star
It’s still the same old story, the fight for love and glory, a case of do or die – As Time Goes By
Unphotographable, yet you’re my favourite work of art – My Funny Valentine
She loves the free, fresh wind in her hair – The Lady is a Tramp
Where my heart can go journeying, over the shadow and the rain to a blossom-covered lane – Skylark
Update: Just thought of another one – Do I love you because you’re beautiful, or are you beautiful, because I love you? – Rodgers and Hammerstein’s Cinderella.

Ok, I am officially a sop.


Dear Daniel… October 24, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 8:38 am
Daniel, My Direction Guru

Daniel, My Direction Guru

I have to admit I was a little suspicious of you initially, just like I am of every new technology that is introduced into my life. However, you have really been of great help to me. Yesterday, you really did good as I took on chauffeuring duties for a friend who was visiting. We needed to run assorted errands which essentially took us to all four corners of the island without a hitch. This is something I would never have been able to do, nor would I have ever dared to do if I did not receive such clear guidance from you.

I even wrote a little tribute to you here. By the way, this was when you had that Ah-gua, shrill American Female voice, but now, with your mellow British Male intonations, you no longer are startling, but a calming voice of reason. Just to clear that up in case you felt I was being derogatory.

Thank you! I appreciate having you in my life.

Yours gratefully,



Awesome alpacas October 16, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 10:48 pm
Nom nom nom

Nom nom nom

I think my new favourite animal has to be the alpaca. They always make you laugh whatever they’re doing, which is usually not much. These guys really know how to chill (and with their South American lineage, this comes as no surprise). I saw a particularly well-groomed brown alpaca who looked like it had dreadlocks and a “Hey-mon-we-be-jamming” facial expression.

Also, from watching Evan Almighty, I learn that they spit too! A nice green glob at that. And apparently, they hum when they are content. Lovely.

I kind of want an alpaca poncho now.


Spiffy in Perth October 8, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 5:17 pm

Spiffy in Perth

(L-R, top-bottom) Enjoying breakfast at Bunker’s Bay, feeling chilly in Freo, hanging out in a vineyard, making friends with the alpaca, relieved to be out of the cave (claustrophobic), at the Perth Royal Fair with fellow stuff toys.


Flag this October 6, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 6:30 pm
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It’s amazing how two days of Singapore just swings you right back to busy-bee-dothis-dothat mode. However, refreshed buzzing is still better than pooped out flapping . You know that “pragmatic” is a severe underestimation of Singaporean practicality and efficiency when you see things like this:


Patriotic underwear

We thrive on simultaneous multifunctionality.


Drive through October 5, 2009

Filed under: Life in general — mel @ 8:38 am
Dirt track

Road trip

I love long bus and car rides.
(with appropriately-timed toilet breaks)
 Mindless conversation/CD on repeat play/nutrionless snacking.
Random thoughts and “what ifs” whiz by 
(What would it be like to live on a farm with chocolate-coloured cows and avocado trees?)
The anticipation of something yet to be discovered
Gentle rocking that leads to eventual slumber
True rest at its best