Archive for April, 2007


I Love LOVE

And I thought I was done with clubbing.

There had been too many nights of sheer boredom with the music I have heard in clubs in the past year or more.

Yesterday, however, proved that all is not lost with progressive house. LOVE (probably my favorite club in NYC thus far…great vibe, great staff, great sound system, no BS) did a special daytime event with DJ Three and Sasha from 3pm-midnight. I love day parties…it feels more ‘natural’ to be awake and dancing hard in the daytime than when my body is supposed to be sleeping. Although I do so love dancing till the sun rises.

The music was INSANE. It was deep, dark, jacking house. I knew DJ Three was awesome, but Sasha had been boring me to tears the last couple of times I heard him, so it was a fine surprise. It was a nice non-superclub setting; Sasha was walking around the club hanging out with everyone. The crowd was awesome. People yelling “helllll yeah!” and this guy that kept going “HOORAY!”. It was a HOORAY! day alright!

My First Broadway Show

…since moving here anyway.

I watched The Color Purple with my uncles last night, starring Fantasia (from American Idol). It was fabulous. The costumes, the set, the songs, the story…and I couldn’t imagine anyone other than Fantasia in the role of Celie (although I haven’t seen the movie version with Whoopi whom everyone thought was fabulous). She blew me away and brought tears to my eyes and I had goosebumps all throughout the show.

Everytime I watch a musical, I am simply astounded by the people performing on stage. I can only wonder what it is like to have that much amazing talent and to do it for a living.

My next goal would be to try to watch Jesus Christ Superstar which is no longer playing on Broadway. I have watched the DVD version numerous times and it’s one of my all-time favorite musicals and I have never seen in live. I can’t wait to.
-Everything’s Alright (DVD version)

MM says we can put it up our ass!

Singapore considers legalizing homosexuality: Lee

While I like the direction our country is moving in, the condescending tone is palpable:

“They tell me that homosexuals are creative writers, dancers. If we want creative people, then we have to put up with their idiosyncrasies,” Lee, 83, told Reuters on Tuesday.

Yeah, we sooo have to put up with gay people…

Was it deliberate that the article ended off with a quote about dykes?

“What dykes can we build? Where do we get materials for the dykes? …We are into a very serious problem,” Lee said.

Prospect Park BBQ

On my actual birthday on Sunday (I love birthdays that run on for days!), we headed out to Prospect Park for a BBQ with Mike & Vicki and a few of their friends. We decided to take Graciela and Buddy out. Now, Graciela (Fat Cat) had been out with Patrick on numerous park outings…Graciela has even been in a movie theater with us in Singapore (he just chilled i the backpack Pat carried him in). Pat decided it was time to train Buddy to come out with us. Unfortunately, he thought it would be impossible to train our wild one Zion or prevent her from darting off never to be seen again, so poor Zion was imprisoned back home.

Graciela was put into Mr. Push-push (our shopping cart).


And Buddy got to sit in Towlie (awesome bag-cum-towel that Pat’s mom got him) like a baby

…a really petrified baby.

Buddy was utterly freaked out in the open. He had no clue what was going on. I don’t blame him. The last time he was picked up to go out, he ended up in a cage and put on an 18 hour flight. Poor buddy. We got him a harness and a leash but he was pretty frantic for a while in the park. After being so used to 4 walls around him, he didn’t know what to do with such openness.

Graciela, on the other hand, had no problem just chilling out. People were absolutely fascinated that he could be out like that just like a dog. It’s not that fascinating really, he just doesn’t move much. ;p

Mike came out early to make his slow-cooking ribs…mmmmmm…..


After a while, Buddy finally chilled and started to enjoy the day doing what Graciela does..nothing.



I like these few shots:





Pop the champagne for the birthday girl! Whooo!! Bellinis!!! yeeeahh!

It got a little chilly as the sun was setting so we packed up to go home. This time, Buddy was able to chill in Mr Push-push with Graciela.


And home we go!

Of course, everyone stopped to gawk at the pussies. It was a hilarious sight.

The following pictures capture perfectly how beautiful our neighbourhood Park Slope is.





I am SO fascinated at how the trees bloom after the bare winter. I have never lived through distinct seasons like that before. It’s incredible, simply incredible.


The ice-cream shop round the corner opens…another sign of warmer weather aside from the blooming trees.

It’s so nice, now that the weather is warm enough, being able to chill out in our backyard.

Here’s my new pedicure (after probably 8 months of not having one), a birthday present from the hubby. That’s our guan-yin and Buddha (from the landlord). P.S. My feet is not pointing that them…it’s off to the side…really!

I still can’t believe how we lucked out finding a place here when we didn’t even know what Park Slope was about before we found the place on Craigslist in Singapore. We spent the whole day in Manhattan on Saturday for Singapore Day and it felt stressful. Central Park is beautiful, but it was just so crowded and so packed with tourists and people dressing up too much. Manhattan is great to work and play in, but it is just too much. Park Slope is near enough to Manhattan to be convenient, yet a little removed from the hub-bub, a breather. Park Slope is probably as close to San Francisco as New York can get…the more places we live, the clearer it becomes to us: the Chansidines left our hearts in San Francisco.

Singapore Day NYC 07

Singapore Day in Central Park. I have been told it got a bunch of media attention in Singapore. Why, even Xiaxue was there who I didn’t see but who, in the words of YL, looked like a “trainwreck”…or was it “disaster”…or it was something along those lines.

First of all, it was probably the first day that one could say SPRING has SPRUNG in NYC. The weather was just fabulous. And the number of people that showed up was insane.

Before the pictures, a review. Singapore Day didn’t get off to a good start with their email sent out about 10 days before saying that the event was closed to non-Singaporeans. We had thought the point of it was to promote Singapore to non-Singaporeans (we were wrong…it was to promote Singapore to Singaporeans not in Singapore and trying to lure them home; oh our government tries so hard). In the end, after some wrote in to complain, they relaxed the entry requirements to friends/family of Singaporeans.

For such a big crowd, I give props to how well-controlled the crowd was. I didn’t know that the food would be free. Indeed, entrance and the food was free. Shiok! right? Well, I understand the motivation of giving out free food. The food was given out in sample 1-2 bite sizes, so in theory, it’d give everyone an opportunity to taste a bunch of Singapore food. But in reality, it was a pain. By the time we got there,we were famished, but the lines were incredibly long. One would stand in line for anywhere between 20min to 1hr in the blazing sun then end up with 2 bites of chicken rice. So you could eventually have enough for a whole meal, after you stand in line for say, 6 hours. But it was too much stress involved. Standing in line, trying to avoid bumping over the other person in your line for chilli crab balancing his sample sized bak kut teh. Too much. We ended up getting a portion of carrot cake and chilli crab, then gave up and went outside on the grass where we could still hear the action but not be in the crowd eating a hot dog to fill our gnawing tummies.

It was a fun day nonetheless although I spent no more than an hour in there battling the crowd:


The proud Singaporean

Pat wore his LAH T-shirt proudly






We met up my family friend Gibson and his lovely family. His daughter Nikita is insanely cute:



Gah’men trying to lure us home with pork floss buns!

I love the trees in Spring!!

As YL said, it was a bizarre experience listening to “We Are Singapore…Singaporeeaaans” in the dead center of Central Park. But it was fun nonetheless.

Gifts for Crazy Cat Lady

That’s it…the label has stuck. When my mother-in-law was in town last Thursday on a stopover to Italy, she gave me a bunch of gifts…half of which were for the cats!

Separately, my stepmom-in-law sent me a happy birthday postcard with…you guessed it…tons of cats on ‘em:

And, Shane got me a postcard as well:

A sample of what I got:


trying to look crazy:

am crazy


Buddy loved his over-the-door toy!

Zion loved her little mice

Don’t worry, the Fat Pussy got to play with my gifts too.

Well, there were a couple of gifts for me that had nothing to do with pussy.

No reason for these pictures but I love these pictures. This is pretty much a day in the life of the Chansicats. Graciela and Buddy cuddle together, and Zion stares off somewhere.

A couple of days later, on the way to Singapore Day, Pat spotted this cat in a shop window down the street…Graciela may not be the fattest cat in the world after all!

On a random note, Michael Jackson was performing at the Union Street subway.

It was a wonderful birthday. My colleagues got my a birthday cake at work. The 21-year old kid at my workplace thought it was funny to light 26 (yes! I am on the way to late-twenties…YARRRGGHH!!!) candles…and it set off the smoke alarm! My colleagues started to sing happy birthday with 2 of them fanning the fire detector. Hilarious. Unfortunately, no one got the picture/video of that.

After Singapore Day, we headed to my uncle’s place for a post-SG day party and got myself another cake! Strangely, I was thoroughly surprised. After a long day, and having already had a birthday cake, I didn’t expect it. I was talking to someone when I heard the beginnings of “happy birthday to …” Somehow, I thought it was the birthday of the person I was talking to because my uncle was approaching him from the back with the cake. And I started singing along, until my uncle walked towards me. Happy surprise!

I love birthday cakes. My mom never missed a single birthday cake for me…even when she had to sing it to me alone. How sweet is that?

Happy Birthday to Me

My Hayhouse daily affirmations calendar says for 22 April 2007:

I am blessed beyond my wildest dreams.

I can’t think of a better one for myself.

Updates about the birthday weekend later. I still have a backlog of Florida pix to share. Yikes! With the CFA 5 weeks away and springtime finally dawning upon NYC (the outdoors are sooooo lovely now! I have never seen trees bloom like that ever!), it’s really hard to find time in front of the ‘puter.

In the Wake of the Virginia Tech Shooting II

I asked “why the FUCK guns are still legal in this country” in my previous post.

I like to hear both points of view. So I turned to a conservative Republican whose opinions and intelligence I have always respected, my dear friend Teddy, and asked him over email:

In view of the shooting that just happened at Virginia Tech, remind me again WHY are guns legal in America?

I just wanna hear another point of view and you usually have good points regarding that kinda stuff. But I just got so angry when I read this headline : McCain Backs Gun Rights After Shootings

I can’t understand nor accept why guns are allowed in this country.

And his reply:

The short answers are gun bans 1) are unconstitutional, 2) will make it impossible for the citizens to resist the government if it becomes necessary to do so (our framers anticipated the necessity of another revolution, it is a part of our national heritage and identity and an ever present threat to any political power that might usurp our rights), 3) will keep guns out of the hands of only the law-abiding citizens, people who comply with laws; it will not keep guns out of the hands of criminals, those who do not comply with the law; thus we could only disarm the people that should be armed, and make them defenseless against those that we would hope they could be armed against (government can’t always protect us everywhere against armed criminals).

Gun ban opponents generally strongly favor laws that would make commission of crimes while possessing a gun (armed robbery, attempted murder, murder, being armed while committing a felony) extremely painful. Lock them up for an extra 20 years or more on top of their sentence for the underlying crime.

Then there are practical matters. How do you disarm a country of 300,000,000 that has more than 300,000,000 guns and rifles? That would be impossible, and any attempt itself would be resisted so fiercely politically and physically that it would be pointless to try even if it were feasible. And arguendo, say you did disarm us of our 300,000,000+ guns…the demand will not be extinguished. Shall we create another war on drugs where criminals profit from the trafficking in guns and all the guns are in the hands of the criminals? Ultimately, the argument for a gun ban is not relevant in this country.

-T
Teddy also welcomes your opinions. Teddy studies law at University of Virginia (not Virginia Tech btw) You can email him at theodore [at] theodore [dot] com

My heart tells me that I’d much prefer a society where I know my next door neighbor doesn’t have a gun nor can buy a gun at K-Mart than to live in a country which believes in the right to bear arms (valid as the argument can be). However, I concur that banning guns altogether is likely not the best resolution for a country with such an entrenched gun culture; we have enough people being locked up for drug wars (drugs like pot are illegal and yet guns aren’t…the hypocrisy of it all).

I always turn to The Economist for a voice of balanced reason on such newsmaking events where most of the media jumps on simple sensationalism.

This article summarizes the debate at hand:

Yet some in America are reaching the opposite conclusion. Within hours of the shootings in Virginia on Monday April 16th, a conservative blogger was quoting a Roman military historian, suggesting that “if you want peace, prepare for war” (“si vis pacem, para bellum”). Others put it more bluntly: “an armed society is a polite society”. Virginia’s gun laws are generally permissive. Any adult can buy a handgun after a brief background check (as required by federal law), and anyone who legally owns a handgun and who asks for a permit to carry a concealed weapon must be granted such a permit. Yet Virginia Tech, like many schools and universities, is a gun-free zone. Gun advocates are daring to say that if Virginia Tech allowed concealed weapons, someone might have stopped the rampaging killer. To gun-control advocates, this is self-evident madness.

The issue remains one of America’s many culture wars, dominated by an uncompromising dialogue between two extreme camps. Western and southern states, libertarians and American exceptionalists believe that guns are part of the national fabric. They say the second amendment is plain: “the right of the People to keep and bear arms shall not be infringed.” Gun-control advocates note the introductory clause to that amendment, “A well regulated militia being necessary to the security of a free State”, and say that the framers of the constitution never intended America to be packed with citizens bearing private weapons.

…and this article suggests the obvious to us gun-hating people: surely there must be stricter laws regarding the use of guns?

…at the least, some will question Americans’ comfort with the easy availability of deadly weapons.

Similar atrocities have happened in countries with much stricter laws—at Dunblane in Scotland in 1996 and in Erfurt, in Germany, in 2002. But such events, elsewhere, lead to the laws being tightened even further. Inevitably individuals set on committing violence find some way to act, but with such effective tools as automatic pistols available to do so quickly and efficiently, the toll may be higher. In a country already jumpy about terrorism, it is a sobering reminder of the nearness of death.

I still have no answer to this senseless event. I have noticed that the older I get, the more people I learn to love, the more empathy I feel and the more my heart bleeds when I hear of a tragedy.

On another note, after I posted my first post with a mention “watch out, Asian men will be the next profiled terrorist now”, I received an email from a journalist from Newsweek who was working on a report of “some of possible effect yesterday’s VA Tech shootings could have on the Asian American community. I stumbled across some of your blog thoughts and wondered whether you’d be willing to chat more about it”

Then I quite regret putting up that comment. Because by highlighting the fact that he was Asian, I propagated a focus on the fact that he was Asian, when it really does not have anything to do with this wider issue at hand – that 33 people died from gunshot wounds. He was a disturbed person who just happened to be Asian, there’s no further analysis required on that. If anything, this tragedy should teach us that any kind of racial profiling is thoroughly inefficient. The country became so paranoid with brown-skinned bearded muslim men after 911, when the shade of your skin has nothing to do with the cuckoo bananas that manifests on the inside.

In the Wake of the Virginia Tech Shooting…

kellykelly asks why the FUCK guns are still legal in this country when drugs (deemed bad for you) are banned.

The gunman who killed 30 people at Virginia Tech’s Norris Hall before turning the gun on himself was student Cho Seung-hui. – CNN

And of course, watch out, Asian men will be the next profiled terrorist now…he was South Korean, moved to the U.S. before he was 10 so essentially probably pretty American, yet I foresee cuts in student visas given to Asians.

My heart bleeds terribly for the families/friends of the victims. =’(

Casino Royale

We watched the movie on Pay-Per-View last night (have I mentioned before how much I LOVE our Plasma TV and Bose sound system???) and it was utterly captivating. The right mix of action, humor, cheese, James Bond unbelieveability and beautiful people. Daniel Craig…swoon swoon gush gush…let’s just say I’m glad Pierce is out of the picture.