Monday, 23rd February '09


I learnt a new word today playing Hangman on the iPhone.

One meaning of "unctuous" is "revealing or marked by a smug, ingratiating, and false earnestness or spirituality; full of unction".

The first thing that came to my mind was a room of church-goers.

I'm a terrible Christian, really. This goes along with the fact that I cannot reconcile the notion of Heaven with my ideas of happiness - I mean, if you're supposed to be happy in Heaven, doesn't that mean that I must be able to sin all I want in Heaven? How can one truly be happy if one isn't allowed to do everything you ever wanted, and man, do I want to sin. Don't you? Sloth and gluttony come to mind. How often we see that ironic notion of a dude on a beach, eating too many snacks and drinking too much beer, doing nothing but idling his time away and muttering to himself, "This is Heaven!".

One more. If you're in Heaven, do you get to go visit your non-believer friends in Hell? I mean, if your best friends aren't there in Heaven with you, what kind of happy place is that? A related notion would be: how do you be happy if you're tormented by the idea of your sinner friends burning in Hellfire?

That, and I have a tendency to think that Dante's First Circle of Hell doesn't sound so bad in you look at it from a non-believer's perspective. If you didn't believe in Christ or God in the first place, you can't really want to be with them (do I need to capitalized the "T") and consequently, being separated from them can't be upsetting in the least. Logically it has to be better then Heaven, really, cos you can hang out with like-minded neighbours and don't have to deal with pesky goodie-two-shoes types all day. And it's not like you're being punished either. It seems to just be like... hanging out on Earth, really.

I don't think this is blasphemous (or I hope anyways), but it could be the result of my very sinusy stuffed-up head today. *Cough* *Sniff* *Wheeze*

Every time I go to a Church or a Bible Study / Cell Group thing, they don't seem to answer these important questions.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 09:13 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]

Tuesday, 17th February '09


Maybe only trade mark lawyers will find this funny, but last Friday I spent some time explaining why the item "Agar-agar" is proper to Class 1 instead of Class 29 (where, bizarrely enough, the item "Agar-agar for food" is found).

It's good to have been a Biology student once. Heh. cool eh?

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:59 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]

US Patent No. 6,018,888 is PAINFUL.

From 16 December, 12:49 am.

So, I acquired myself a set of these today and am very much on the verge of suggesting some amendments to the preferred embodiments of the same. And I did actually look up the patent, by the way. The background was very amusing.

I ain't no engineer, but from the point of view of someone who bought this thing today and is being caused much pain by it, I think whoever drafted this was a wee bit ambitious / melodramatic:



"It has been suggested that dancing is the oldest of the art forms. Certainly, it has been found in every culture and on every continent in the world since time immemorial. In all instances, the elements of rhythm, symmetry, repetition, exaggeration and grace exhibit themselves in a visual spectacle that both enlists attention, and instills a feeling of well-being both in participants and the audience. While in the simplest forms of dance, these elements of rhythm, symmetry, a repetition, exaggeration and grace all are incorporated in movement of the hands and feet, the torso also tends to follow movements and participate in the exercise.

In more developed forms of dance, such as the minuet, square dancing, and in the dancing of the Middle Ages generally, the torso is an active participant in the dance, with its movement controlled into orientation and position to complement the movement of the hands and feet. It all of these forms of dance, however, movement is made with a relatively natural and ordinary energy expenditure, as well as with movements which derived from everyday un-stressed movements.

However, with the development of the dance, and desire for a greater range of artistic expression, dancers have catapulted themselves from the ordinary everyday sorts of movements to movements derived from actions at the edge of human endurance and athletic ability. Perhaps one of the more refined forms of dance first to employ such movements was the ballet.

In ballet, movements include dance steps inspired by running, jumping, leaping and physical interaction between two or more individuals. The end result is a remarkably punishing regimen of movement being associated with virtually any ballet performance. Not surprisingly, the pursuit of perfection in ballet goes along with a remarkably high incidence of strain and injury. Indeed, the problem is so serious that few dancers are able to practice their profession into middle age.

At the same time, the attempt, in ballet, to achieve extremes in movement has spawned the development of footwear adapted to enable such unnatural movements as rotation on a toe, walking and landing on the toes, and the like. Such footwear, in addition to enabling such dance steps, also has the salutary effect of protecting the feet, by spreading out the force of a landing, or the pressure resulting from support of the body over a wide area of the outside surface of the foot, thus reducing the incidence of injury and strain. However, footwear also has the effect of reducing control under certain circumstances.

Moreover, while the use of, for example, ballet slippers provides a visually stimulating display, given the slipper's go typically satiny silk charmeuse finish, in many forms of dance, the visibility of the shoe is regarded with disfavor. This is articulate cell indicates of modern dance where the "barefoot "look is considered, for many pieces, required.

Moreover, given the fact that modern dance builds upon classical ballet and thus takes from classical ballet dramatic movements at the edge of human endurance and ability, the attempt to implement this measure of control and exaggeration without protective footwear has been disastrous in terms of the impact on the modern dancer. Nevertheless, so vigorous is the requirement for dancing without the protection of the classical ballet slipper, dancers, daily, subject their feet to the punishment of impacts, pulls, twisting and abrasion. The result is sore, inflamed skin, or, worse, cracked and bleeding soles."


"The present invention is directed to an unobtrusive foot covering that protects the ball of a dancer's foot. It accommodates the desire of modern dancers to wear no shoes while performing or practicing their dance routines. At the same time, it allows dancing barefoot without causing the dancers to sustain injuries to what would otherwise be their uncovered feet. In particular, the ball of the dancers foot is protected from injury.

The above objects of the invention are achieved by the use of a protective pad which is positioned on the inventive footwear in such a matter as to result in its being placed over the ball of the foot when the footwear is in position on a human foot. The protective pad is made of a material which, on the side which faces the sole or ball of the foot, have a coefficient of friction which securely engages the ball before at all points. This results in spreading out the force of what would otherwise be an abrasive impact over a wide area of the ball of the foot. While it is true that there is still a pulling of the flesh in the area surrounding point of engagement with the pad, because of the large area of engagement, even the pull is spread over a wider portion of skin, thus reducing the likelihood of injury.

The side of the pad which faces the floor has a coefficient of friction which is high enough to provide secure engagement of the floor by the ball of the foot, and yet low enough to allow the ball of the foot to rotate or slide on a typically polished dance floor. In accordance with the preferred embodiment, the coefficient of fiction of the pad surface facing the ball of the foot is higher than the coefficient of friction between the pad and the polished dance floor.

The pad is maintained in position by a plurality of elastic straps which fit around the toes, heel and metatarsus of the dancer's foot.

In addition and in accordance with the preferred embodiment, an elastic member comprising an elastic ribbon of material with a textile-like finish such as ordinary elastic band of the type used in sewing, is used to form the edge of the pad. This edge material also has the salutary effect, in combination with the elastic straps which secure the pad of the inventive item of footwear to the toes, in step and heel, of allowing the pad to be formed around the ball of the foot."


... and all I really bought it for was so that my feet wouldn't squeak on pirouette... the "plurality of elastic straps" currently hurt like *(&$#&@^.

And, um, if you haven't yet figured out, US Patent No, 6,018,888 is the Bloch Foot Thong. *scream*

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:54 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]

Wednesday, 11th February '09

Let's Catch Some Zzzs.

Kena challenged again.


It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.

Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name: Oh, you know.

2. A four Letter Word: Zeal.

3. A boy's Name: Zachary.

4. A girl's Name: Zelda.

5. An occupation: Zookeeper.

6. A color: Zaffre.

7. Something you'll wear: Zoot Suit!

9. A food: Zucchini.

10. Something found in the bathroom: Zipper? 'cos, like, the laundry basket is in there, dude.

11. A place: Zen garden?

12. A reason for being late: Zzzzzz. (Well, Qiong, it's not a sentence!)

13. Something you'd shout: Zowee! Or, Zipedeedodah!

14. A movie title: Zoolander. Hahaha.

15. Something you drink: Zhivago's Revenge.

16. A musical group: Zimpala. Some house / trance band I think, seeing as I got this from a Hotel Costes CD.

17. An animal: Zebra. Duh.

18. A street name: Zion Road.

19. A type of car: Zagato. Don't ask me, ask Wiki Answers.

20. The title of a song: I always have trouble picking my favourite answer to this part. "Ziggy Stardust" (David Bowie). Or "Zeit, Dass Sich Was Dreht" (Herbert Grönemeyer). Or "Zombie" (Cranberries).

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:56 pm
[well, the pictures aren't going to take themselves!]

Tuesday, 10th February '09

Q is for Qionghui! But What Else?

Only because I read her last comment on my previous entry as something of a challenge. And that's usually the kind of thing I cannot resist.

I didn't think of E as a particularly easy letter, but now that I'm actually applying my mind to the Q words, I fully appreciate how few of them I know. Hmm. This will be interesting! And should improve my vocabulary somewhat.


It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.

Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name: Erm. En Ying.

2. A four Letter Word: Quit.

3. A boy's Name: Quincy. (I cheat a little because I have a friend of this name. *waves hello in case he's reading this*)

4. A girl's Name: Queenie.

5. An occupation: Queen. For those wrinkling their brow, try telling Victoria or Elizabeth they didn't have real jobs.

6. A color: Quencienta. I'm feeling very psyched about this answer! It's apparently a lighter shade of indigo.

7. Something you'll wear: Quilt. You can wear a quilt right? Because you can wear a blanket?

9. A food: Quesadillas. No one said this had to be in English.

10. Something found in the bathroom: Q-tips.

11. A place: Queensway Shopping Centre.

12. A reason for being late: Queasy stomach, had to go vomit.

13. Something you'd shout: QUOI?! (Another Eddie Izzard reference.)

14. A movie title: Quantum of Solace.

15. Something you drink: Queer Screwdriver.

16. A musical group: Queen. Can't use the same word more than once? Ok then, Quiet Riot.

17. An animal: Quail.

18. A street name: Avenue Q? Heh. Quality Road. It's apparently in Jurong somewhere. Not like I would be able to verify that.

19. A type of car: Quest (Nissan).

20. The title of a song: "Quit Playing Games with My Heart" (Backstreet Boys). Shucks, used "quit" already. How about "Quando Quando Quando" (Englebert Humperdinck), "Que Onda Guero" (Beck), or "Quicksand" (Travis)? By far the easiest Q question yet.


And there you have it! smile Maybe for a real challenge I should try X out.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 10:34 pm
[1 photograph developed.]

Sunday, 8th February '09

E is for...

Again. Another cop out from writing a proper entry. Fortunately there is some audience for this sort of thing.

There are a number of entries I do owe... as part of the creative process I like to blog about any performance piece I work on creating (the Secrets from My Room chronicles being proof of such), and I do promise myself to get something out about the Slow Dancing experience. Also, I must blog about the Smub Year of Spontaneity, beginning dubiously enough with the traipsing of Geylang's even-numbered Lorongs. I will get to get... someday.

But for now... I'm doing this just because I don't believe it can be that hard. I mean, seriously, what is there that Google doesn't know the answer to?!

It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.

Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name: En Ying

2. A four Letter Word: Earl

3. A boy's Name: Englebert (refer to Eddie Izzard standup comedy on Janglebert Spankypants and other assorted names. For that matter, the name "Eddie" will also suffice).

4. A girl's Name: Evangeline

5. An occupation: Um... Evangelist. But here's something more interesting: Embalmer. Been watching quite a bit of Six Feet Under lately.

6. A color: Ecru (this DOES exist!)

7. Something you'll wear: Evening gown

9. A food: Egg

10. Something found in the bathroom: Essential oils

11. A place: Earth? Haha. A bit cheapskate, I know. England?

12. A reason for being late: Every time I try to leave the house, Nitro the crazy doggy sees fit to dash around outside, run to the other end of the corridor, and try to seduce the bitch living there. Either that or elves tied my shoelaces together. Haha.

13. Something you'd shout: Egad! Eeek!

14. A movie title: Eight Legged Freaks

15. Something you drink: Eggnog

16. A musical group: Eagles, The

17. An animal: Elephant

18. A street name: Eu Tong Sen

19. A type of car: Enzo (Ferarri). This took some Internet searching to find!

20. The title of a song: Ebony & Ivory

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 11:02 pm
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Wednesday, 4th February '09

Emo Schemo

It's amazing what a bit of well-adjustedness can do.

I feel so downright happy these days, it's unbelievable. In retrospect I lost the fun part of me rather a bit in a couple of months back... I only knew how to do one thing, and as an old Physics teacher used to say, "You do-do-do, then you do-do-do...". He was referring to doing the working to solve some A-level Physics questions of some sort, but it applies too. A couple of months back, all I knew how to do was, well, to do.

Recession, economic depression... whatever. The world isn't in a good mood these days but I'm feeling better every day. I feel like a good daughter for having time to spend with the parents. I feel like a responsible dog owner for having time to train Nitro. Just out of interest, he's unsettlingly good at rolling over these days, particularly when I have a bit of Springo in hand. I no longer feel like a jerk for blowing off friends last minute, or not even having the energy to see them at all. Like I said, I'm happy!

The best part is I feel creative again. I write things now because I want to, not because I have to, or because Qiong has come after me with the "WHY HAVE YOU NOT BLOGGED IN AGES?" sledgehammer. I make sarcastic, snide remarks and maybe even make someone laugh. I compete with certain persons to make the most excruciating corny joke available, in order to make other people's jaws drop in horror. I scour the Internet for interesting pictures and devote nights to reconfiguring the icons in my iMac. I potter around dangerously in the System folder and type things into the Terminal that I am really not qualified to do (not at least without risking the whole OS). I reorganize the documents in the My Documents folders. I bake. I come with with lofty aspirations to design desktop wallpaper that I may never keep. I sing (read: yodel tunelessly) to songs on Gold 90 FM that were probably written before my parents were born. I choreograph, and bang my head on furniture to come up with something usable. After that I decide I hate it and come up with something entirely difference. Then I worry no one will like it or worse, compare it to Wade friggin' Robson. I am choreographed, and ache terribly afterward. I doodle. I feel something other than tired, something like joy, love, adrenaline and endorphins, and I make something of it.

May have taken a while to finally figure out, but all this really is just... well... necessary.

en ying snapped a shot of life @ 12:23 am
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