Archive for April, 2007

I want to go to jail!

PS3’s prison ban

Sony’s PlayStation 3 has been banned from prisons because it can “send and receive radio signals”, the Home Secretary John Reid has said. The machine, which has wi-fi capabilities, was released in shops last week, priced at £425. Mr Reid was replying in a written answer to Shadow Home Secretary David Davis.” (link)

Now, I am not a game-console person (the last one I had was the Sega and Gameboy) and I profess my lack of knowledge about them. But I hope I’m not wrong in thinking that there are other reasons beside “it can send and receive radio signals” for PS3 to be banned from prisons!

I am aware of their entertainment potential, (observed from cousins and friends), but have yet to see any crime-reduction capabilities. If anything, there has always been debates on the link between violent video games and TV shows with actual violent behaviour. Does the prison warden/government then provide a list of “acceptable” games? Cue in the image of a group of convicts playing Super Mario Brothers.

It is not clear from the news bit above whether the UK government is actually providing the PS3 (and assuming other video game consoles prior to this) or if they are gifts from the prisoners’ friends and families. I do hope that it’s these friends and family who are footing the bill (£425 for a PS3) and not the tax-payers.

I have always thought prisons were meant to keep prisoners from doing criminal acts and also to think about what they have done and hopefully learn from it. It’s not unlike kids being sent to their room or told to stay in a corner as a form or punishment. I do think however that the parents will take away any form of entertainment (e.g. TV, radio, phones) during this confinement in the hope that the child/prisoner will self-reflect and learn from their mistakes.

My image of prison life has been of confinement, small tiny cell and back-breaking work under the hot sun. Now I wonder if this is all just a Hollywood imagination, perhaps to help the government to cover up what really goes on in prison life! Now maybe I see this: free food and nap time, running around and playing catch or tag during recess, playing video game consoles…no work and all play! Sounds like kindergarden to me!

Early in the morning and my head’s buzzing

just checking in.. tho i am tired as hell: the time is 6:45am here in Singapore and I have just reached home.. *yawn* supposed to have just gone out for dinner with my cousin’s friend (well, my friend too now) coz he was on transit here in singapore. turned out he had a 10-hr transit (!!), from 9pm last nite till 7 this morning.. so was with him the whole time: from dinner, to clubbing (Ministry of Sound), coffee then breakfast hahah

re MoS, we queued for a while (loving singapore for this: no more queuing in the freezing cold like in the UK).. then, we got to the front and I got ID-ed!! whaaat??? Never in my 5 years in UK have I ever been checked. And they wouldn’t let me in, saying “oh, no ID no entry, you’ll get into trouble when there’s a police raid” blablabla

soooo, as my friend really wanted to go to MoS, we took a cab back to my place, grabbed my ID then came back down. And surprise, surprise:

a) There was no queue
b) No one asked for my ID!!! *grrrr*

This is our hypothesis: it was free entry before midnight (i.e. during our first attempt), hence the long queue and the ID check! So obviously, when we came back the second time it was past midnight already and voila! We get charged! *apologies to my friend*

Aaah, had fun anyways.. and am now heading straight to bed! Goodnight/morning! Mwah!

Starting the weekend!

Absolutely looooving the 3-day weekend! No definite plan yet, but just the thought 3 luxurious day of “nothing”ness stretching ahead is more than enough to lift my spirit. Now it’s more of a spontaneous, lets-wake-up-and-see approach to this easter weekend.

Last nite, i.e. thursday nite, was the start to this bootiful time. Met some friends for dinner, some drinks, then decided to go for coffee.. But on the way we detoured into a club by accident haha! It was free entry on Wednesday and Thursday (yay!) so what do we have to lose? Went past the front door bouncers, then up the stairs where they checked for tickets *gasp*

“Public holiday, so have cover charge” said the lady behind the counter

And being the cheapskates that we are, we walked out hahahah but, lady luck intervened and the bouncer downstairs stopped us as we walked past him to go outside.

“You wanna go in?”

hmmm… “yes, but we don’t wanna pay” was the answer in my head, but it came out *hopefully* classier than that

“Do you wanna go in or not????”

“no, we just wanted to check out the front door” was another answer in my head.. but i came clean this time and just said “yes.”


He boootifully stamped our hands with one of those only-seen-under-blue-light kinds, waved us off with a grin.. and off we went back up the stairs, passed our hands under the ticket dude’s light, and walked into the club!

I’m guessing he must have known we got the stamp for free (or at least with a discounted price) from the bouncer downstairs. In the span of 5 minutes, we left him with no tickets and came back up with stamped hands!! But thanks anyways for still letting us in :p

Morale of the story: Be nice to bouncers with stamp thingie in their hands! I say a very good way to start the weekend!

Dinner…a la Asti

My friends know that I can cram (hence the reason for me passing exams), talk (hence the reason why they love me haha) and eat ice cream (come winter or summer)

They also know that I can’t:
a) cook!
b) make decisions quickly
And tonight, it proved to be a deadly combination…

Was all prepared to just fry some frozen ready-made chicken wings (oh, the beauty of packaged food.. tho my mom will kill me for this). Then changed my mind, and decided to cook some fresh chicken instead. Chopped up the tomatoes, chicken, and was salivating already.

Then find out I ran out of onion. *sigh*

But being the brave child that I am, decided anyways to go ahead and cook, forgoing the onion. Placed some oil into a pot, heated it up, placed the garlic. Then went to wash the rice cooker to make some rice. Came back to find the garlic all burnt. *second sigh*

Washed the pot, heated oil and garlic again (under a watchful eye this time). Rice cooker did its thing, and I did my cooking. I looked into the pot and realized my food-in-progress became more and more like pasta sauce… while *click* went the rice cooker.

Now, I have:
a) chicken in pasta sauce
b) some hot steaming white rice and no pasta.

And I do not have:
a) pasta
b) or something to eat the rice with

*third sigh*

Soooo.. being fickle-asti, changed my mind and decided to follow the chicken and have pasta for dinner!! Now, I am boiling a pot of pasta, while staring at this pot of rice that just has to wait for tomorrow…