enter stage right, far east plaza
Apr. 4th, 2009 05:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiderpigGood god is it humid out here. I can feel the huge gobules of water condense onto my skin, underneath my clothes -- it's pretty gross. Wet and wetter. The rain doesn't help things. Some of the little rain droplets get confused, forget to hit the ground and evaporate into the muggy air even before they fulfill their life's purpose of racing at the speed of 5cm/s to the pavement. Or hit windscreens with the impact of a leaf hitting the surface of a lake.
Hope everyone will be on time. I've been pretty much bonded to Auden -- he's an extension of my brain and arms right now and I suppose I need to wean off this dependency. I mean, I seriously doubt I'll be bringing him along to Thailand and Taiwan; monasteries do no have an excess of powerpoints, least of all internet. Though I suppose Monks 2.0 would twitter their sutras and blog about their daily meditations.
Will be writing profusely in notebooks during the 2 week field-trip; I suppose I need to get more notebooks to write in from lovely places like BooksActually.
Which I was at last night, for Poet x Poet.
I don't remember going to any BooksActually events (shame on me!) other than some t-shirt exhibition when they were still at Telok Ayer. So around 20-30 people crammed (like sardines!) into their Ann Siang Hill premises, and listened to Lee Tzu Pheng and Ng Yi-Sheng (with Dr. G jumping in every now and then) talk poetry and life for 2 hours.
Actually, they could have been anyone else because apart from Ng Yi-Sheng, everyone else who spoke were disembodied voices to me. Bookcase blocked my view, but thankfully not their voices.
(con'td)
Hope everyone will be on time. I've been pretty much bonded to Auden -- he's an extension of my brain and arms right now and I suppose I need to wean off this dependency. I mean, I seriously doubt I'll be bringing him along to Thailand and Taiwan; monasteries do no have an excess of powerpoints, least of all internet. Though I suppose Monks 2.0 would twitter their sutras and blog about their daily meditations.
Will be writing profusely in notebooks during the 2 week field-trip; I suppose I need to get more notebooks to write in from lovely places like BooksActually.
Which I was at last night, for Poet x Poet.
I don't remember going to any BooksActually events (shame on me!) other than some t-shirt exhibition when they were still at Telok Ayer. So around 20-30 people crammed (like sardines!) into their Ann Siang Hill premises, and listened to Lee Tzu Pheng and Ng Yi-Sheng (with Dr. G jumping in every now and then) talk poetry and life for 2 hours.
Actually, they could have been anyone else because apart from Ng Yi-Sheng, everyone else who spoke were disembodied voices to me. Bookcase blocked my view, but thankfully not their voices.
(con'td)
