Yo-yo Friday
Just a week back, I was strolling through Takashimaya, chomping food-court fishballs. I stopped by the central toys bazaar, only to find a forgotten memory on a stage: Yo-Hans.
My sis and I can recall the days when we used to be Pro-Yo crazy. Remember the Bumble-bee? Walk-the-dog? There he was, the World Record holder of the greatest number of yo-yo tricks in a minute, Yo-Hans, on a measely stage in Taka.
Nevertheless, I was there at stage side as he wowed kids by breaking his own record: 54 tricks per minute. He autographed the fateful yo-yo thereafter and offered it to the audience. Guess what? Instead of giving it to his screaming kid-fans, he turned to the oversized buffalo munching on balls;me.
Yes, I've now got an autographed Yo-Hans yo-yo which he did 54 tricks with, and the harrowing memory of the glares from disgruntled parents who believed the yo-yo should never have ended up with a fumbling furball,but with their kids who were on stage front.
My Apple dream...digested...gone!
I've always wanted an Apple. Wanted to be a staunch convert. Even the battering practical advice of Yong seemed futile against my desire for sheer class. Then, the music stopped. The flags stopped flying, the trumpets died.
I could afford the Macbook, but cannot afford the softwares. Pro tools, Logic, the softwares that I thought would help my music-making cause cost a bomb. So does Office for Mac.
Perhaps it is to be a long-drawn battle. Perhaps one day I shall return, better armed (with freaking lotsa cash), and reclaim that lost dream! O Steve Jobs! Discount leh!
Working with volunteers
Not exactly a sudden realisation, not exactly a startling epiphany, but I've come to be mindful that when working in a community of volunteers (church groups, VOs etc), it draws on a different set of skills and sensitivities as to working at work, school etc (where there is obvious personal-interests involved).
Seems like an obvious understatement, but often overlooked.
Uncle T
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