Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Gold Class Virgin

Watching a movie in a GV Gold Class cinema is definitely not worth $25.
But I shall not complain, since I had free tics.

Caught my maiden movie there recently, and it was a great experience.

For $25, you get a fully reclinable massage chair-like seat, similar to that found in first-class airplane cabins.
And in true airline fashion, it comes with a nice, comfy blanket.
And a posh looking menu, plus your own personal food lounge outside.

Was surprised to see people in there, but they were mainly tourists who were probably conned into getting the $25 tics.

Being in the first row didn't matter, because I wasn't watching the Bourne Ultimatum, and there's still about 5m between me and the screen.

Definitely a luxury.Provided it's for free.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Wise Investment

Global stocks have been in turmoil this year.

But there is an investment that will pay far more returns than equities.

Invest in wisdom, for Proverbs 3 says...


13 Blessed is the man who finds wisdom, the man who gains understanding,
14 for she is more profitable than silver and yields better returns than gold.
15 She is more precious than rubies; nothing you desire can compare with her.
16 Long life is in her right hand; in her left hand are riches and honor.
17 Her ways are pleasant ways, and all her paths are peace.
18 She is a tree of life to those who embrace her; those who lay hold of her will be blessed.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008

Foi'atelolo

Calling a woman "fat" and "full of oil" is likely to earn a guy two tight slaps and plenty of disdain.

Unless of cause, you are in Tonga.

That's the place where any aspiring Cassanova can sweep a Tonga woman off her feet by saying to her: 'Foi'atelolo, ta ō mu'a mata māhina hopo!'
That means "O fat liver full of oil, let us go and watch the moonrise!"

Taken from the National Geographic, apparently the liver of a baked pig is the choice morsel reserved for chiefs, and so fond are the Tongans of fat and oily food that any right-minded Tongan girl is enormously pleased at such flattery.

It amazes me what one can learn from a sleepy Sunday afternoon chillout at a cafe in Vivocity...

Wednesday, April 02, 2008



The cake was so pretty and elaborately decorated that I couldn't bear to cut it.

Football field, players, goal posts, palm trees and Liverpool flags.

It ranks among the top-three most memorable B'day cakes I've ever had.
The first was a Mickey Mouse one with choc ears during my childhood.
The second - a key-shaped cake for my 21st, of which a piece was smashed right into my face.

But birthdays are not just about cakes.
More importantly, it is the people behind the cakes that make the celebrations possible and worthwhile.

I'm grateful to the Lord for blessing me with a closely knit group of friends - Judah.
Last Sat's dinner at Greenwood was one for the album, one for the long-term memory.
Fantastic!

And thanks to the others who showered me with Facebook greetings, SMSes, meals and gifts!
I was made to feel very loved the entire week!