Thursday, January 12, 2006
The Reservoir
The view, from my living room, It’s not the ocean. It’s fresh water. The Brits built that reservoir in the 1900’s and many more like it. Still, Singapore is dependent on Malaysia for water. There were a lot of big pipelines running from one country to the next. This has been my, “did you know minuet”. Tune in again and I’ll be discussing the nine principalities of Malaysia.
As the mist rises
From the jungles canopy
Foreground cars commute.
The reservoir is cool. Good place to run. Or hike if that’s the kind of person you are. This morning I saw a woman standing at the edge yelling. She wasn’t really saying anything and she wasn’t hurt or in a panic. She just had her hands up to the sides of her mouth going, “AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” When she was out of breath she took a deep breath and did it again; a long steady non-vibratoed stream. “AAAAAahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
I ran along a nice rainforest trail and listened to the exotic wildlife boast and challenge. About a third of the way around the lake I passed an old man going, “AaaaahhhhhhhhhhH!” That’s when it started to rain, again.
By the way, I figured out how to get the pictures off my phone. So, I posted pictures on the photo album home page: http://homepage.mac.com/robhughes11/PhotoAlbum6.html
Ok, so why am I afraid of the kitchen? Several reasons, really. It’s hot in there, it’s half outside, it’s stinky and there are roaches and lizards. The roaches are eating the shit behind the fridge and the lizards are eating the roaches. It’s like a restaurant for creepy things. Everyone’s eating in there except for me.
Yesterday there was a roach sitting on the side of the toilet eating what was left of the mint holder. He was so big I heard him before I saw him. He was the size of those outdoor roaches in LA. For those of you not from LA that’s roughly the size of a car! The difference is that they eat tidy bowl mint holders. Oh, yeah. They also fly. So I searched this new apartment for something to smash him with. All I could find were small electronic devices and clothes. I checked again, he was still there. I looked around again and found the cardboard tube that my cheap Ikea rug was rolled around. So there I was ready to smash the mint holder-eating car with my Swedish tube. …Naturally, a swing and a miss. Then he was gone. He didn’t tuck himself up under the lip of the toilet. He didn’t scurry under the rug. He didn’t rally and try to launch a counter attack. He just vanished! Foom! So, now I’m afraid to go in the bathroom too.
The cars here are very expensive because of taxes and licensees. Here is what an $80,000 car looks like:
They have card readers in them. This works like a debit card. You deposit a bunch of money and every time you pass a checkpoint during rush hour, you get charged.
It also deducts for parking garages and toll booths automatically.
Next time: The lunch table and the packet of tissue.
As the mist rises
From the jungles canopy
Foreground cars commute.
The reservoir is cool. Good place to run. Or hike if that’s the kind of person you are. This morning I saw a woman standing at the edge yelling. She wasn’t really saying anything and she wasn’t hurt or in a panic. She just had her hands up to the sides of her mouth going, “AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” When she was out of breath she took a deep breath and did it again; a long steady non-vibratoed stream. “AAAAAahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
I ran along a nice rainforest trail and listened to the exotic wildlife boast and challenge. About a third of the way around the lake I passed an old man going, “AaaaahhhhhhhhhhH!” That’s when it started to rain, again.
By the way, I figured out how to get the pictures off my phone. So, I posted pictures on the photo album home page: http://homepage.mac.com/robhughes11/PhotoAlbum6.html
Ok, so why am I afraid of the kitchen? Several reasons, really. It’s hot in there, it’s half outside, it’s stinky and there are roaches and lizards. The roaches are eating the shit behind the fridge and the lizards are eating the roaches. It’s like a restaurant for creepy things. Everyone’s eating in there except for me.
Yesterday there was a roach sitting on the side of the toilet eating what was left of the mint holder. He was so big I heard him before I saw him. He was the size of those outdoor roaches in LA. For those of you not from LA that’s roughly the size of a car! The difference is that they eat tidy bowl mint holders. Oh, yeah. They also fly. So I searched this new apartment for something to smash him with. All I could find were small electronic devices and clothes. I checked again, he was still there. I looked around again and found the cardboard tube that my cheap Ikea rug was rolled around. So there I was ready to smash the mint holder-eating car with my Swedish tube. …Naturally, a swing and a miss. Then he was gone. He didn’t tuck himself up under the lip of the toilet. He didn’t scurry under the rug. He didn’t rally and try to launch a counter attack. He just vanished! Foom! So, now I’m afraid to go in the bathroom too.
The cars here are very expensive because of taxes and licensees. Here is what an $80,000 car looks like:
They have card readers in them. This works like a debit card. You deposit a bunch of money and every time you pass a checkpoint during rush hour, you get charged.
It also deducts for parking garages and toll booths automatically.
Next time: The lunch table and the packet of tissue.
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