Well, it's a pictorial story. So just having that picture there fills in a gap in the story. What we actually watched isn't really important in the formation of the whole event-story. What would have been more important would have been me getting a photo of the mooncake eating outside the chalet, the kids with the lanterns and perhaps another shot of the people who turned up. As it is, the pictorial story is limited for my lack of photographic record in so many areas.
Ur and I were hungry. We drove out to pick up Moose and then stopped at a coffeeshop in Paris Ris.
Fascinating documentary on traditional singaporean mid-autumn customs... Right, the picture is not very clear in my mind yet, but here is what I can make it 1- despite the reference to the moon in its name, the Festival is mostly an indoor event 2- Chalets in Singapore are not made of logs (and there probably are no fir-trees growing at their doors, and no snowcapped mountains in the background) 3- the Festival seems to be a mostly masculine event. Attendents will gather around decorated representations of the world, apparently hexagonal (a mix between the round heavens and the square earth?), and probably stay there watching, while the moon waxes and wanes outside 4- Women seem to be allowed in some specific events. Those take place in the dark, and women seem to be only allowed to seat aside 5- there are food offerings, in red goblets, which probably symbolise happiness. Ok, that's a bit short for now, but I am certain the next pictures you post will help us better understand this curious ceremony...
Curious ceremony? I never thought our chalet gathering celebrating post moon cake festival would end up as a " curious ceremony". Maybe KL you should rename your title for this set of photograph?
There was a moon, but it was behind our chalet on the other side, and it was hazy to boot. If our chalet position had been better, even with the haze, I would have taken out my telescope and given you guys a great cratered/seas view of the moon. Some of the planets were also up but much later after most people left. Saturn's rings and the cloud bands on Jupiter would have been nice to see again but as it stood, that darn game took up too much time and we didn't get to do anything else.
Well should have played marjong then..with just chips instead of money. Then at the end of the game, just count the chips see who win... I like to play the game this way. I like marjong not because of the gambling part, but I think its easy and straight forward, its either pong! gon! or hu!!!!!!.. but then I am not very good at it though..
Its actually no more complicated than say Mahjong. With an attentive audience I can probably explain the basics in half an hour. The rest you tend to pick up as you go along.It is indeed a little more complicated than most off-the-shelf board games but not overly so. The biggest down factor for most people is the commitment in time and the fact that very much like Mahjong you have to pay attention to what is going on even when its not your turn.
Actually I prefer a girl smarter than myself, have a wonderful sense of humour (of the kind I appreciate) and feminine. As for what constitutes feminine, its hard to describe, guys know it when they see it, it brings out our tender feelings towards the girl, we want to protect her, we treat her as a lady without thinking about it. Femininity is actually one of women's greatest weapon in dealing with men, unfortunately a lot of the younger women these days seem to have forgotten what feminity is, or worst, they have warped ideas of it brought on by western media.
a less intelligent girl? that might be a good idea for a nice evening, but that's a recipe for a boring life. Better alone than in such bad company! I will side with Ur, we like our girls bright, else we'd rather have a cat or a gold fish ! (and yeah, lil' mok, this stands for daughters too!)
What we want is equality and the meeting of minds, not "something more challenging". I want a woman who can hold a conversation and keep me interested with their intelligence and humour. Bimbos are for quick flings and one night romps in the dark.
A woman must also be feminine. It's what makes us feel like men, and makes us feel needed. Feminine mind you, not selfish baby sulking and pouting. A woman must be a woman, in her actions, in her constitution, in her appearance, in her mannerisms, in her demeanor, in her attributes and in her confidence. Strangely enough, not many women these days understand this.
ok, let's see. I generally get the impression that guys wants the following of their ladies: 1. a face to be comfortable with 2. a body to die for 3. disposition of a mother, companion, friend and considerate lover 4. a brain that will make the day interesting and the night exciting.
Don't know if I covered all the aspects... but then, the list is not comprehensive either... feel free to add.
amendments; 1. a face to fall in love with all over again every morning
new additions; 5. a bestfriend 6. a great cook to rush home for 7. gentle, generous and kind 8. adventureous & willing to try 9. capable, hardy & mentally mature 10. articulate & engaging conversationist
Not really. Just a body within normal female proportions does it for me. I don't really care if the bum's too big or the breasts too small or the hips too wide... just have nice waists I can wrap my hands around. I'm more a face and mind kinda person. I get bored easily with people who have insufficient depth or are too one-tracked minded. Not the least engaging or interesting.
If you are 18 years old maybe. But no, I don't wish a body to die for, maybe because I haven't yet seen a body to die for yet. A trim toned body is what I wish for which you get if the girl exercises.
Hehe, the Rose of Versailles is too soft on Liang... But then, soft is what roses are.
Methinks that someone, anyone well into his thirties, who still shows such interest in stewardesses and ballet dancers has little chance of seeing his condition improve in the future... unless he quickly has a couple of daughters to worry about, of course.
pff, kekekeke and tsk tsk tsk, I'm feeling my age, and damn happy with it. But I know you're not far behind, and that there is a moment in life when a strong attraction to photoshopped nurses, schoolgirls and stewardesses stops being a teenage fantasy and becomes an old age frustration... (bleh!)
ah.. so fransuah is feeling old age frustration when he views photoshopped nurses, schoolgirls and stewardesses! I see... poor wabbit.... poor poor wabbit.
Roses do have thorns, which is why it is wise to just admire them, and not try to pluck them. Anyway, roses wither when they are cut and put into vases, don't they?
And no, old guys are not the same... they have wrinkles around their eyes, a beer gut, snore in bed... and they know roses have thorns, you can tell it from the scars on their arms.
Actually wanted to write "scars on their hearts", but that would have sounded a bit too sugary, wouldn't it? Scars are better than memories, memories fade, scars remain!
Wait, the young man had not express his views yet. (yes, you Francios, you I call young man) So, wait till he comes on line... give the gentleman a chance to rebut!
I don't particularly care. He's already said the most degratory things about me in PMs and on CHF. What matter's is not what outsiders think but that I'm but true to myself and to my closest friends and family.
1. a face to fall in love with all over again every morning 2. a body to die for 3. disposition of a mother, companion, friend and considerate lover 4. a brain that will make the day interesting and the night exciting. 5. a bestfriend 6. a great cook to rush home for 7. gentle, generous and kind 8. adventureous & willing to try 9. capable, hardy & mentally mature 10. articulate & engaging conversationist 11. a great listener, more so than a great talker
most of these points are in my A-group of attribute preferrences. Only a few like number 2 are in my B-group of attribute preferrences and absolutely none of them fall into C-group.
Sorry, was out of town (in London, in fact) for the day... As for KL's comment, it is clear that the words Charlotte didn't dare write were "so cool" (or maybe something even wilder!). Well, yes, I know, but thank you nevertheless, dear.
Angry Boar, Angry Boar, you sound like a Jealous and Whiny Little Piggy...
why shoot this?
ReplyDeleteDo u think you're wasting time taking this ?
ReplyDeletebecause we were hungry and I felt I should document it. :p
ReplyDeleteUr has more photos.
because we were hungry and I felt I should document it. :p
ReplyDeleteUr has more photos.
Not really. It's documentation. Now people who didn't go can see whatelse we did.
ReplyDeleteI only wish I took more photos. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteR u going to tell them we're watching a very boring movie?
ReplyDeleteMy goodness! R u that hungry? Or you're too lazy to walk to the foodcourt?
ReplyDeleteWell, it's a pictorial story. So just having that picture there fills in a gap in the story. What we actually watched isn't really important in the formation of the whole event-story. What would have been more important would have been me getting a photo of the mooncake eating outside the chalet, the kids with the lanterns and perhaps another shot of the people who turned up. As it is, the pictorial story is limited for my lack of photographic record in so many areas.
ReplyDeleteUr and I were hungry. We drove out to pick up Moose and then stopped at a coffeeshop in Paris Ris.
Fascinating documentary on traditional singaporean mid-autumn customs... Right, the picture is not very clear in my mind yet, but here is what I can make it
ReplyDelete1- despite the reference to the moon in its name, the Festival is mostly an indoor event
2- Chalets in Singapore are not made of logs (and there probably are no fir-trees growing at their doors, and no snowcapped mountains in the background)
3- the Festival seems to be a mostly masculine event. Attendents will gather around decorated representations of the world, apparently hexagonal (a mix between the round heavens and the square earth?), and probably stay there watching, while the moon waxes and wanes outside
4- Women seem to be allowed in some specific events. Those take place in the dark, and women seem to be only allowed to seat aside
5- there are food offerings, in red goblets, which probably symbolise happiness.
Ok, that's a bit short for now, but I am certain the next pictures you post will help us better understand this curious ceremony...
yes fransuah, thank you for a very apt illustration of how incomplete pictorial records can distort perceptions.
ReplyDeleteI'm hoping Ur and GZ have better photos.
Curious ceremony? I never thought our chalet gathering celebrating post moon cake festival would end up as a " curious ceremony". Maybe KL you should rename your title for this set of photograph?
ReplyDeleteHehehe perhaps but not yet. I'm trying to see if I can get some of GZ's photos to complete this pictorial blog. The title would be appropriate then.
ReplyDeleteMon cher, as far as I knew, there weren't no moon on the 6th, which was Mid-Autumn, nor on the 7th. What did you guys gaze at?
ReplyDeleteHmm...wonder if Lil Mok missed much?
I think they'll have "something" to see on that day. But what is it? Only they themselves know.
ReplyDeleteThere was a moon, but it was behind our chalet on the other side, and it was hazy to boot. If our chalet position had been better, even with the haze, I would have taken out my telescope and given you guys a great cratered/seas view of the moon. Some of the planets were also up but much later after most people left. Saturn's rings and the cloud bands on Jupiter would have been nice to see again but as it stood, that darn game took up too much time and we didn't get to do anything else.
ReplyDeletewow looks kind of complicated, at least for me :P
ReplyDeletethink if i was there, i could only stand and watch..
Yep, even this young general admits defeat in the face of such a complicated game. ;)
ReplyDeleteWell should have played marjong then..with just chips instead of money. Then at the end of the game, just count the chips see who win... I like to play the game this way.
ReplyDeleteI like marjong not because of the gambling part, but I think its easy and straight forward, its either pong! gon! or hu!!!!!!.. but then I am not very good at it though..
but the guys prefer to watch vedios.....
ReplyDeleteNot really but there were no suggestions to the contrary.
ReplyDeleteR u sure ? poor chap.....
ReplyDeleteUr is embarrassed. The only pictures I took are of the game we played. A very big thanks to Centuar for making it all possible.
ReplyDeleteCheng Pei Pei is gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteSupper are important activities.
ReplyDeleteSomewhat...over the hill, if you ask me. But her daughter Eugenia Yuen...now that, is another story!! :P
ReplyDeleteSeems like you enjoy the movie very much. But for me. I rather gave up the movie.....
ReplyDeleteYou should see Cheng Pei Pei in "Come Drink with Me". What a babe.
ReplyDeleteIncidentally we were watching the pilot of Battlestar Galactica (the New) Go, Starbucks!
ReplyDeleteIts actually no more complicated than say Mahjong. With an attentive audience I can probably explain the basics in half an hour. The rest you tend to pick up as you go along.It is indeed a little more complicated than most off-the-shelf board games but not overly so. The biggest down factor for most people is the commitment in time and the fact that very much like Mahjong you have to pay attention to what is going on even when its not your turn.
ReplyDeleteFinally someone who appreciate Cheng Pei Pei.... to bad, too late... maybe you may consider her two daughters... they are equally as interesting.
ReplyDeleteAgreed. why not?
ReplyDeleteCheng Pei Pei is all right, but have you seen her daughter Eugenia Yuen? What an utter knockout of a babe! :D
ReplyDeleteok, pinched some awsome pictures from Ur and GZ to put here.
ReplyDeleteWell, the body perhaps, face was a little too masculine for my taste.
ReplyDeleteOh! ......ya most guy would prefer sweet and gentle girl, right?
ReplyDeletenot too sweet and gentle. can be irritatingly dependant.
ReplyDeletehow do you know?????
ReplyDeleteAll guys know. We're just too polite sometimes to tell the girl/s
ReplyDelete" too polite" ---oh...please don't act in front of me.... I prefer a frank answer . Boys will be boys......
ReplyDeleteActually I prefer a girl smarter than myself, have a wonderful sense of humour (of the kind I appreciate) and feminine. As for what constitutes feminine, its hard to describe, guys know it when they see it, it brings out our tender feelings towards the girl, we want to protect her, we treat her as a lady without thinking about it. Femininity is actually one of women's greatest weapon in dealing with men, unfortunately a lot of the younger women these days seem to have forgotten what feminity is, or worst, they have warped ideas of it brought on by western media.
ReplyDeleteSmarter girl can also bring a lot of trouble too? I thought most guy would prefer someone who is less intelligence than him?
ReplyDeletea less intelligent girl? that might be a good idea for a nice evening, but that's a recipe for a boring life. Better alone than in such bad company!
ReplyDeleteI will side with Ur, we like our girls bright, else we'd rather have a cat or a gold fish ! (and yeah, lil' mok, this stands for daughters too!)
ha....guys always love something more challenging , isn't it?
ReplyDeleteWhat we want is equality and the meeting of minds, not "something more challenging". I want a woman who can hold a conversation and keep me interested with their intelligence and humour. Bimbos are for quick flings and one night romps in the dark.
ReplyDeleteA woman must also be feminine. It's what makes us feel like men, and makes us feel needed. Feminine mind you, not selfish baby sulking and pouting. A woman must be a woman, in her actions, in her constitution, in her appearance, in her mannerisms, in her demeanor, in her attributes and in her confidence. Strangely enough, not many women these days understand this.
ha.....ha.....ha......men needs women who can read and understand their mind, am i right?
ReplyDeleteyes, same as woman needs man to understand them.
ReplyDeleteok, let's see. I generally get the impression that guys wants the following of their ladies:
ReplyDelete1. a face to be comfortable with
2. a body to die for
3. disposition of a mother, companion, friend and considerate lover
4. a brain that will make the day interesting and the night exciting.
Don't know if I covered all the aspects... but then, the list is not comprehensive either... feel free to add.
amendments;
ReplyDelete1. a face to fall in love with all over again every morning
new additions;
5. a bestfriend
6. a great cook to rush home for
7. gentle, generous and kind
8. adventureous & willing to try
9. capable, hardy & mentally mature
10. articulate & engaging conversationist
" a body to die for"..... definitely a guy's dream for, KL agreed? ( please answer this question.....)
ReplyDeleteNot really. Just a body within normal female proportions does it for me. I don't really care if the bum's too big or the breasts too small or the hips too wide... just have nice waists I can wrap my hands around. I'm more a face and mind kinda person. I get bored easily with people who have insufficient depth or are too one-tracked minded. Not the least engaging or interesting.
ReplyDeleteKL..... ha... ha... wow! a very courteous talk!!!???
ReplyDeleteoi, he is capable of sending you a pic of his dream girl and then, you are in trouble for daring him....
ReplyDeletepicture of my dream girl? Why her picture is all over my blog! Check the photos page under "Project - Wife"
ReplyDeleteR u sure? ( his character? )....
ReplyDeleteIf you are 18 years old maybe. But no, I don't wish a body to die for, maybe because I haven't yet seen a body to die for yet. A trim toned body is what I wish for which you get if the girl exercises.
ReplyDeleteBTW, who is KL?
ReplyDeleteKool Liang
ReplyDeleteKrossdressing Liang
ReplyDeleteI never expect KL to turn into " something unusual" ????
ReplyDeleteHehe, the Rose of Versailles is too soft on Liang... But then, soft is what roses are.
ReplyDeleteMethinks that someone, anyone well into his thirties, who still shows such interest in stewardesses and ballet dancers has little chance of seeing his condition improve in the future... unless he quickly has a couple of daughters to worry about, of course.
Koncupiscent Liang, you know what you have to do!
tsk tsk tsk, fransuah feeling old?
ReplyDeletepff, kekekeke and tsk tsk tsk, I'm feeling my age, and damn happy with it. But I know you're not far behind, and that there is a moment in life when a strong attraction to photoshopped nurses, schoolgirls and stewardesses stops being a teenage fantasy and becomes an old age frustration... (bleh!)
ReplyDeleteah.. so fransuah is feeling old age frustration when he views photoshopped nurses, schoolgirls and stewardesses! I see... poor wabbit.... poor poor wabbit.
ReplyDeleteYes, and we pink hares cannot even go out and take a cold shower, it is bad for our fur... Ah woe, ah merciless Liang !
ReplyDeleteAh... but I thought I'd mention, that there's a stage you missed there... one that's between a teenage fantasy and the frustrations of old age.
ReplyDeleteoh, no, this age, blissful maturity, has no room for photoshopped nurses, schoolgirls and stewardesses, as it is already full of real great girl (s) !
ReplyDeleteFrancois, 真得服了你! Nope , don't forget roses do have torns......or probably I'm too courteous on him.????
ReplyDeleteyoung or old......all guys are the same......
ReplyDeleteRoses do have thorns, which is why it is wise to just admire them, and not try to pluck them. Anyway, roses wither when they are cut and put into vases, don't they?
ReplyDeleteAnd no, old guys are not the same... they have wrinkles around their eyes, a beer gut, snore in bed... and they know roses have thorns, you can tell it from the scars on their arms.
True, roses wither when they are cut........ah ! scars on their arms......a souvenir ?
ReplyDeleteActually wanted to write "scars on their hearts", but that would have sounded a bit too sugary, wouldn't it? Scars are better than memories, memories fade, scars remain!
ReplyDeleteoh.... heartbroken.....? You're not that old, am I right? You talk as if you're in your 50's or 60's.?
ReplyDeletepff, no, my heart is well, just pulling your leg... as for my age, I think it is visible on my profile.
ReplyDeleteI've seen your profile. But you sounded like ......you know.
ReplyDelete... fossilized
ReplyDeleteFrancois.....( I never say that ) but quite surprising you admit it!!!!
ReplyDeleteHe never admitted anything. That's an accusation from me.
ReplyDeleteWait, the young man had not express his views yet. (yes, you Francios, you I call young man) So, wait till he comes on line... give the gentleman a chance to rebut!
ReplyDeletePrecisely.
ReplyDeleteWhat do u think Francois will write about u?
ReplyDeleteI wont speculate.... but knowing that our Pink Wabbit can be pretty unpredictable... I leave it you to face it... hehehe.
ReplyDeleteI don't particularly care. He's already said the most degratory things about me in PMs and on CHF. What matter's is not what outsiders think but that I'm but true to myself and to my closest friends and family.
ReplyDeleteok. let's us see how our " Unpredictable Mr Francois" answer.
ReplyDelete11. a great listener, more so than a great talker
ReplyDeleteRight let me redo the list:
ReplyDelete1. a face to fall in love with all over again every morning
2. a body to die for
3. disposition of a mother, companion, friend and considerate lover
4. a brain that will make the day interesting and the night exciting.
5. a bestfriend
6. a great cook to rush home for
7. gentle, generous and kind
8. adventureous & willing to try
9. capable, hardy & mentally mature
10. articulate & engaging conversationist
11. a great listener, more so than a great talker
- may this paragon of a lady be upon us.
most of these points are in my A-group of attribute preferrences. Only a few like number 2 are in my B-group of attribute preferrences and absolutely none of them fall into C-group.
ReplyDeleteSorry, was out of town (in London, in fact) for the day... As for KL's comment, it is clear that the words Charlotte didn't dare write were "so cool" (or maybe something even wilder!). Well, yes, I know, but thank you nevertheless, dear.
ReplyDeleteAngry Boar, Angry Boar, you sound like a Jealous and Whiny Little Piggy...
thanks , Francois.
ReplyDeletePerhaps but that's only in response to the sourpuss jealousy rantings of a cynical and frustrated old man.
ReplyDelete