UncategorizedJune 30, 2006 11:59 pm

My back was aching quite badly as I was in conversation on MSN…

Me: i need a massage!!!

Friend: umm okay

Friend: here you go

Friend: *PUNCH*

Me: tell u what…

Me: i lean my back on my handphone

Me: u give me a call

Me: okay?

Surprisingly, the call came.

Me: ahhhhhh

Friend: men.

Me: oooooooh

Friend: haha is it on vibration

Me: it’s u calling right?

Friend: yah la

Me: (just in case it’s someone else)

Friend: hahaha

Me: ahhhhhhh

Me: not as good as a real one

Me: but better than nothing!

Weirdos.

BooksJune 28, 2006 10:32 pm

Wow it’s been almost 3 months since my last review of books. Problem is, I make time to read, but I don’t give myself time to type out a review.

Anyway, I’m really excited about this list, as all the books in this list are MUST-READS!!

Okay, I lied. Not all the books here are must-reads, but certainly some of them are, including this one, if you’re into marketing.

All Marketers Are Liars by Seth Godin

The title of this book is also a lie, a way to grab your attention, as it did mine. It helps that I happen to like Seth Godin’s writings already, and I follow his blog. Anyway, the main idea of this book is that effective marketers tell stories (”lies”), and consumers want to believe stories that have been framed to fit their worldview.

Take SUVs for example.

Instead of buying a car that makes sense, more people choose to buy an SUV. They believe the story, not the facts. SUVs get lousy mileage. They are more dangerous to the driver, to her passengers and to other vehicles than minivans. They create more than their share of pollution. They create more wear and tear on the roads and take up extra space on parking lots and highways. But they make people feel good.

It’s the story that changes people’s feelings about the SUV. Although SUVs aren’t safer than other cars, they certainly feel that way because they are bigger and higher, and their wheels have bigger and mean-looking flares.

Creative’s Sim Wong Hoo should read this book - then he’ll better understand why his mp3 players aren’t selling like hot ipods. One of the best marketing books I’ve read.

Speaking of lies, there are plenty of them (or inaccuracies, to use a less emotionally-laden term) in Da Vinci Code.

Truth and Fiction in The Da Vinci Code by Bart D. Ehrman

There must be already at least a dozen books out there pointing out the historical errors in Dan Brown’s bestseller, and in fact I was about to read one of them when I found out that Bart Ehrman was working on this book, so I decided to wait for Ehrman’s instead. You see, Ehrman is a well-known scholar specialising in early Christian history, and if anyone was qualified to comment on Dan Brown’s claims on Christian history, it would be Bart Ehrman.

Ehrman gives very comprehensive and detailed arguments, with substantial background information to back up his arguments. The book isn’t terribly readable - it reads slightly better than an academic paper, but if you’re determined enough to find the best arguments against Dan Brown’s claims (which are probably disturbing to you), this would be the book.

Be forewarned though, if you’re a conservative Christian: Ehrman is an agnostic, and he does not give the Bible any special treatment and assume that it’s inerrant and inspired etc. But then again, that makes his arguments stronger since his position is very neutral.

Go for this book if you want the background, the history, and the facts, but you’re suspicious of anti-da vinci code books by Christians.

Let’s go into fiction now…

The Mouse And His Child by Russell Hoban

If you think this sounds like a children’s book, it is. But it’s not merely a children’s book - in fact, I wonder if it’s really one, since it’s so profound that I suspect many adult readers don’t get it.

Sure, it’s about this father-son windup toy mouse pair that goes through a series of mostly unfortunate and even violent events and finally have a happily-ever-after ending, but look a little deeper, and you’ll see philosophical explorations, even mathematics - far too deep for the typical kid. Or adult.

Here’s the reply of the Muskrat when the mouse child asked him to make the father-child pair self-winding:

‘I’m afraid that’s a little out of my line,’ said Muskrat. ‘Oh, I’ve tinkered with clockwork now and then, but I have long since gone beyond the limits of mere mechanical invention. That’s applied thought, you see, and my real work is in the realm of pure thought. There is nothing quite like the purity of pure thought. It’s the cleanest work there is, you might say.’

Don’t tell me a child understands that.

Awesome book, but not for everyone. Read slowly, think deeply.

Since we’re talking about stories, here’s another storybook…

The Paradox of Excellence by David Mosby, Michael Weissman

Now it doesn’t look like a storybook, nor does the title resemble one, but it uses a fictional narrative to convey the main points of the book.

So yes, this is really a business-related book, about companies which provide an excellent service, easily better than their competitors, but are under-appreciated by their customers, because their customers have gotten used to their excellence and have come to take them for granted. Thus any deviation or mistake made by the company may result in an overreaction by the customer (e.g. moving to a competitor), even though the company is still outperforming everyone in the whole scheme of things - the “paradox of excellence”.

As mentioned earlier, this book uses a fictional story to illustrate learning points, so it’s extremely easy to read (can be finished in one or two sittings), quite memorable, and thus is very effective.

A great book to check out if you’re facing (or about to face) the paradox of excellence.

Everything Bad Is Good for You by Steven Johnson

Some of you already know that I don’t watch TV, and if I have kids of my own, they won’t get to watch TV either.

Then I come across this book that makes the bold claim that just about everything that is widely believed to be bad, including TV, may actually be good, plus it’s by an author I like, so I figure I have to check it out, and perhaps, rethink my opinion on TV.

Johnson’s main argument is that the “bad” things in popular culture like TV, computer games, etc. are getting more complex, and thus require more cognitive effort. For instance, many of today’s most popular TV sitcoms (of which I have little knowledge) portray complex social webs which require and develops mental muscle, something missing in older TV shows.

His argument, seems pretty sound. But the question that kept crawling back into my consciousness was: yeah, keeping track of all those complex relationships in the TV shows does require more effort now, but doesn’t it still fall short of real life? Aren’t real-life relationships even more complex? (Well, mine are.)

The same goes with his take on computer games - sure they’re requiring more brainpower than ever. But I’d choose real-life offline interaction anytime, if I had the choice.

For those with no choice and no social life, perhaps everything bad might be good for you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t recommend this book.

But now for some books that I really recommend…

Self-Made Man by Norah Vincent

The author of this book, a woman, disguised herself as a man and lived as a man for over a year. This book is about her experiences and reflections on the whole experience, comparing and contrasting the male and female psyche.

Here’s just one of the experiences: When she walks down the street as a woman, men have no qualms about staring at her, undressing her with their eyes. I suppose this is something most women or girls face, and most guys don’t realise.

Now when she disguised herself as a man, she discovered that no man would stare at her - there’s a sense of mutual respect between men, an understanding that if a man stares at another, it means that they want to either “fight or fuck”. Many young women find this completely foreign.

Norah Vincent brings out many other little things that we take for granted as a member of our own sex but is unknown to members of the opposite sex, in areas of work, friendship, dating, etc.

An awesome and mind-expanding read. I’ve been raving about this book to too many friends already.

Orbiting the Giant Hairball by Gordon MacKenzie

I probably wouldn’t have bothered with this book if it wasn’t recommended (and raved about) by an insightful CEO of some architecture firm in the US.

And when I first held it in my hand at Borders, I was somewhat doubtful, because many of the pages had whimsical and juvenile drawings, and some of the text were floating all over the page like some pretentious modern poetry that tries too hard.

But I ordered it anyway.

And once I started actually reading it, I was completely hooked.

The book is just a whole series of stories and incidents that happened to Gordon MacKenzie, who was working at Hallmark. By the time he was at Hallmark, it had already turned into a bureaucracy (a “giant hairball”), and he talks about how he stayed creative (and sane) in the organisation without getting sucked into the system - he calls “orbiting”.

Many of the stories are crazy and hilarious (like how he got the new position of “Creative Paradox” at his company - what kinda position is that?), but contain lessons and insights for cubicle-dwellers like me who are trying not to lose the creative spirit. Oh, it’s tremendously easy to read too.

This book was so radical that MacKenzie initially had to self-publish it. Now it’s a cult classic in the business/management world.

When I finished this book, I cradled it in my hands for far too long, wishing that it had many more pages. I hate to use the word “inspirational” (it sounds too sissy), but darn, it really did inspire me. *Wistful sigh*

Photoshop LAB Color by Dan Margulis

Since my last few reviews included a Photoshop book, I shall, for the sake of tradition, add in this one, even though I didn’t have time to read much of it.

This book is about using the LAB colorspace in Photoshop to do image editing. It doesn’t sound like much, but it really is. Oh, if you don’t know what’s the LAB colorspace, or if you don’t know what’s colorspace, this book might prove rather difficult. Then again, if you’re already a pro and you know a lot about colorspaces, some parts of this book might prove difficult as well.

What I love about this book is that it frequently goes against the grain of conventional wisdom, yet the techniques work better than the conventional - exactly my type. And his instructional style is erudite and witty. My type again.

So, if you’re already a Photoshop pro and you want your skills to take a quantum leap, devour this book. Dan Margulis is simply the very absolute best author of Photoshop books out there. I’m not exaggerating.

Images, Work LifeJune 26, 2006 11:59 am

I’m generally quite helpful around the office, and I’m always quite happy to help my colleagues solve interesting problems.

Like the other time when we tried to remove the cork from the wine bottle without a corkscrew…

But this time, the problem was more serious (or was it?) - we had worms (or whatever you call them) crawling into our department area from the main door, to everywhere else in the department office.

Even the toilets, which I discovered one day when I was having some private time by myself in a cubicle there. I soon learnt that those worms could float on water…

Anyway, some of my colleagues decided that they had enough. Spraying insecticide didn’t help; they didn’t want to pour sulphur all over the floor, so they decided to stick some duct tape to cover the gap under the door (where the worms entered through).

That was when I arrived at the scene.

“Why not we just put a sign on the door that says ‘No Entry to Worms!‘ or ‘Warning: Worms that enter may be killed without warning!‘?”

I felt like I was ignored.

*Sigh* I’m probably the most creative problem-solver in the department and they’re ignoring me.

“Or how about we put duct tape on the carpet - one strip facing up so that the worms crawling over it will get stuck on it, and 2 red strips on both sides to secure the whole thing down and so that people won’t step on it.”

They finally noticed my brilliance.

Worms on Duct Tape
Taken by a colleague about half a day after they put the duct tape.

Update:
I’m thinking of collecting a jarful of them, and preserving them to decorate my cubicle. Anyone any idea how to do that?

Work LifeJune 22, 2006 6:54 pm

My boss popped by my cubicle to plan for a meeting.

Then she spotted two photographs lying amidst the pile of paper-based rubble in my cubicle.

Two photographs of me, of course.

“Why do you have photographs of yourself?” she asked.

Actually, those photos were taken on mobile phones (Motorola and Sony-Ericsson) by some cute girls at the respective booths in CommunicAsia and they printed them out for me. I’m normally quite camera shy, but the girls were pretty insistent so I relented (I’m so weak-willed). But that explanation was too long, so I went with the shorter version:

“Oh it’s just photos of my favourite person.”

My boss mumbled something about narcissism and walked away.

ImagesJune 21, 2006 11:52 pm

“That looks like a good shot,” I pointed to the old indian man reclined outside a shop in Little India.

My friend, who was my student for that day, was quite excited and was all ready to go over to take a few shots of him when I slowed her down. My camera was still in my bag.

“Let’s relax over here,” I pointed to the tiny cafeteria just beside the shop.

After we bought some drinks and settled down, I began to wax philosophical.

“Many times, when we take pictures of people, we just go over and start snapping. We’re only concerned about capturing nice pictures, capturing expressions for that moment, and then we go somewhere else to take other pictures.”

I sipped my drink to let things sink in. Maybe I was thirsty too.

“But we forget that when we’re capturing the human emotion, we first need to understand it, to feel it, and before we can do that, we also need to understand and feel the environment… Look around you - everyone here is relaxed. You need to relax too…”

We soon noticed that many of the passers-by would either wave to the old man at the shop, or even stop for a short chat. Not a common sight in this hectic land.

“Why not you go over and say ‘hello’ to him,” I asked my student after I felt that she had relaxed enough and was finally ready. And so she did.

It wasn’t just a “hello” as it turned out. She explained to the man what we were doing, and before very long I was also sitting beside Mr Stansilas listening to the stories.

Mr Stansilas

He arrived in Singapore in 1947, from Sri Lanka.

“Which part of Sri Lanka?” I asked him.

The 86 year-old man struggled to recall the name of the place.

“Colombo?” I offered, and he nodded vigorously. It helps to know a little geography.

He showed us an old book on Little India, which has his picture and a few paragraphs about his garment-making trade.

Stansilas in print

We also read an article in a german magazine (see picture above) featuring his daughter who is doing very well in her clothing business somewhere in Europe. The magazine was very worn - the picture of his daughter had visible cracks on it. He must have shown it to countless others like us.

“Oh you’re from Kerela!” I exclaimed to him, after reading the magazine article. He seemed pleased that I’ve heard of Kerela.

“It’s in the southern part of India,” I explained to my friend, who hadn’t heard of that state. Mr Stansilas nodded in approval. My useless bit of knowledge on indian geography has finally proven useful for once.

We must have spent half an hour there, and we finally had to leave. As we walked away after bidding him goodbye, my student told me that she had learnt a valuable lesson.

Photography isn’t just about shooting a picture. It’s about the story behind the picture.

Uncategorized, Language 11:49 am

I was at CommunicAsia and BroadcastAsia - it’s one of the exhibitions which I go to every year (except 2003, when it was cancelled due to SARS).

While most of the floorspace of CommunicAsia was occupied by exhibitors showing their back-end technologies and hardware, the booths that draw the most crowds are usually the large mobile phone companies - Sony-Ericsson, LG, Motorola, Samsung, and so on. (Come to think of it, I didn’t see the Nokia booth.) I’m not sure what draws the crowds - is it the barely-dressed girls? or the cool handsets? Probably a combination of both.

But the booth that really impressed me was of this Israeli company Zlango, at Hall 5 booth B3-10. See their blog for a diagram of the booth.

I stopped in my tracks outside their booth - there were cutesy icons all over the booth walls. The only words were the logo and the tagline “Pic. Talk”.

Mystified, I asked the guy in the booth (there were no pretty booth girls) to explain his product.

It’s basically a new kind of universal language (think Esperanto), where concepts are represented by pictures or icons (think Chinese, a long time ago), and Zlango messages could be sent through the mobile phone (using a Java client).

For example, a message with the 3 following icons - person pointing to self; heart; person pointing to you - would translate “me love you”.

Interesting concept.

“Children love it!” he told me.

“So what age group is it targeted at?”

I forgot the lower age target (10? 12?), but it was up to 25 years old, which surprised me (explaining why I forgot the lower age).

Of course I was sceptical.

“It seems fun, but it doesn’t look practical!” I protested. Try chatting with someone using MSN Messenger icons exclusively.

He turned on his mobile phone, and showed me the Zlango messages that he sent to his colleague, like one announcing that he just arrived at the airport.

“But you can’t represent complex ideas with this!”

He grabbed this little booklet, with lots of little icons. It was Little Red Riding Hood in Zlango.

“But I can’t make sense out of it,” I told him.

That’s when he told me that the icons are designed such that after you go through the dictionary, you’d easily be able to remember what they represent.

“How many pictures do you have in the dictionary?”

“Over 200.”

Didn’t seem like much.

“Users can also add their own pictures, or use words if necessary.”

“And how long does it take to learn the vocabulary and get the hang of things?” Can’t be less than a week.

“About 1 hour.”

Ok, seems impressive.

I asked him if the whole concept was linguistically sound. He claimed that it was - they had linguists developing the concept. I did probe him a little more (but not too much) on the liguistic side of things, and he managed to remain quite convincing.

I left the booth very intrigued, but not totally convinced.

Then just now, I took out the Little Red Riding Hood booklet that he gave me. I took a couple of minutes looking through the relevant dictionary (about 50+ icons), then I tested myself by reading the story.

Damn. It works. I can actually comprehend it quite easily.

Take a look at their online Little Red Riding Hood. The story starts with something like “much much time before mother say little redridinghood…”, or “a long time ago, mother says to little red riding hood…”.
Click on the ‘#’ near the bottom right for the translation.

And check out their booth if you’re there.

(See also a blog mention of Zlango.)

UncategorizedJune 19, 2006 11:49 pm

Some time ago, there was this series of psychological experiments on motivation.

The subjects were divided into 2 groups, and both groups were given a certain type of puzzle game to solve.

The subjects in Group A were rewarded with money to solve the puzzles. When the monetary compensation stopped, their interest in solving the puzzles fizzled away.

For Group B, they didn’t get any extrinsic rewards for solving the puzzles - they were intrinsically motivated (fun or challenge), and they outlasted Group A in solving the puzzles.

In Singapore, we don’t seem to have learnt anything from that experiment (assuming that we even know about it).

Our whole educational system is built on this porous foundation, where grades and certification is the main motivator, and not the love of learning, the thirst to know, the desire to understand the world around us.

And look at how STOMP is attempting to attract visitors - big marketing campaign with prizes for commenting on the blog?

I shake my head and sigh. When will they ever get it?

Not too many months ago, Yesterday.sg was launched with great fanfare - big marketing campaign with prizes for article submissions. Guess what? They got plenty of traffic, but when the deadline for the prizes was over, surprise! the traffic took a dive.

To be sure, I like Yesterday.sg (and I have friends there), but if they saved the money they spent on marketing and prizes, they’d probably end up with the same amount of traffic eventually. Oh, they could have used the cash to pay me to write some posts (except that I’d stop writing once they stop paying - see above experiment).

Well, let’s see what happens after STOMP gives out the Opel Astra.

That’s if you’re still sceptical, because I know exactly what would happen.

via Tomorrow.sg

UncategorizedJune 14, 2006 10:35 pm

Just a random conversation with a friend. I like posting MSN conversations as it takes so little effort.

Friend: hahaha wow, sometimes when i read your blog, i think you’re SLIGHTLY crazy, in a good sort of way

Me: SLIGHTLY CRAZY!?!?!

Me: i am deeply offended!!!

Friend: ahahaha well you know what i mean, it’s not an insult to be crazy anyway

Friend: makes you a good deal more interesting than the dull, average person

Me: look…

Me: saying that i’m SLIGHTLY crazy is as bad as saying

Me: that i’m SLIGHTLY handsome

Me: or SLIGHTLY intelligent

Me: you so owe me an apology!

Friend: ahh.

Friend: right.

Friend: i’m sorry i didn’t recognise your completely eccentricity and craziness

Friend: heh

Me: i forgive thee this time

*Sigh* Some people can be so insensitive and hurtful!

Work LifeJune 9, 2006 6:37 pm

I’m a fair person.

I may have ranted against the cubicle in many of my past posts, but that doesn’t blind me from the rare advantages of the cubicle…

I just came back from an endorphin-releasing frustration-relieving run, so naturally I’m hot and sweaty but not smelly. I really should get changed but the urge is too strong so I use the computer. Yes, the Toshitba. To prevent overheating (me, not the computer - I don’t care if the computer overheats), I peel off my top, and let the draft from the aircon vent caress my glistering torso. Ahhhhh…

With strategically positioned cubicle partitions, my fellow cubicle dwellers are able to carry on watching their pron without getting distracted by my hot and steamy body.

Cubicles are sometimes useful.

Private, Work LifeJune 8, 2006 5:03 pm

I’m still in a rage, but under control now, or I wouldn’t be able to type this post. My fellow cubicle dwellers would probably be wondering why my keyboard is much louder than usual, but that’s because i’m hitting the keys much harder than usual, and that’s because i’m still in a rage, and that’s because i’m typing on this piece of shit, and this is a piece of shit because it’s sloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwww and it took me A FEW MINUTES JUST TO SWITCH TO ANOTHER TASK AND DURING THAT TIME I MANAGED TO READ A COUPLE OF PAGES OF A BOOK EXCEPT THAT I’LL STILL HAVE TO RE-READ THOSE FEW PAGES LATER BECAUSE I COULDN’T CONCENTRATE BECAUSE I WAS PISSED BY THE SLOWNESS OF THE PIECE OF SHIT AND THE CLICKING OF THE HARD DRIVE BECAUSE THERE’S NOT ENOUGH MEMORY to do anything meaningful AND THE CLICKING IS STILL RINGING IN MY EARS AND DRIVING ME NUTS so just now i had to storm out of my office to release some energy cos i know if stay in the cubicle and listen to the inccessant clicking of the hard drive any longer all 3.5kgs of my toshitba would fly across the cubicle and might kill an innocent colleague and even if it doesn’t i’ll probably end up tearing my cubicle apart after that so i stormed out of the office and walked round the building once before coming back to the office and realising that i was still in a dangerous rage so i walked another round then another round then another before i started sweating even though it was raining and now i’m back here in my cubicle still in a rage but under control now or maybe not i’m gonna have to take another walk really soon

Work LifeJune 5, 2006 11:44 pm

I decided to take half a day off work, which means that I had to fill in the leave application form.

In the form, one of the boxes is labelled “remarks”, which I never figured out what it’s really for. Maybe some micro-managing control freak bosses require it to be filled? Thankfully my boss has better things to be concerned about, so I always leave it blank.

This time, for a change, I decided to put something in there:

Going on a date with a hot babe.

Let’s hope my leave gets approved.

Update:
My leave application has been approved! I have a feeling that my boss didn’t see the remark, since there was no mention of it during our meeting.