Ian On The Red Dot

Tania from The Open Room has a bunch of pictures on her Facebook showing her playing with a big ball. OMG. This is so awesome. I didn’t realize the Zorb has finally arrived in Singapore.

The Singapore provider’s site is here. If you are planning something for your company, do consider them…. Plus invite me too.. Can? I haven’t tried this yet but looking at the videos, it sure looks fun.

Damn Spoil Market.

via: ntt

The son introduces the father:

Hearing about how he would commute back just to be with the family, a commute that the son mentioned was four hours, I can’t help but think Singaporeans are generally weak, seeing how we feel about our own commuting experience in Singapore.

Much closer to home - look at the Malaysians who cross over to Singapore everyday to work.

When something is important enough, the strong will make it happen.

Transcript:

Good evening, I’m Beau Biden. And Joe Biden is my dad.

Many of you know him as a distinguished and accomplished senator. I know him as an incredible father and a loving grandfather. A man who hustled home to Delaware after the last vote so he wouldn’t miss me and my brother’s games. Who, after returning from some war-torn region of the world, would tiptoe into our room and kiss us goodnight. Who turns down some fancy cocktail party in Washington so he won’t miss my daughter Natalie’s birthday party.

The truth is, he almost wasn’t a senator at all. In 1972, shortly after his improbable victory, but before he took the oath of office, my father went to Washington to look at his new office space. My mom took us to go buy a Christmas tree. On the way home, we were in an automobile accident. My mom, Neilia, and sister, Naomi, were killed. My brother, Hunter, and I were seriously injured and hospitalized for weeks. I was just short of 4 years old. One of my earliest memories was being in that hospital, Dad always at our side. We, not the Senate, were all he cared about.

He decided not to take the oath of office. He said, “Delaware can get another senator, but my boys can’t get another father.” However, great men like Ted Kennedy, Mike Mansfield, Hubert Humphrey — men who had been tested themselves — convinced him to serve. So he was sworn in, in the hospital, at my bedside. As a single parent, he decided to be there to put us to bed, to be there when we woke from a bad dream, to make us breakfast, so he’d travel to and from Washington, four hours a day.

Five years later, we married my mom, Jill. They together rebuilt our family. And 36 years later, he still makes that trip. So even though Dad worked in Washington, he’s never been part of Washington. He always sounded like the kid from Scranton, Pa., he is. And even that is a story of overcoming.

Now some people poke fun at my dad talking too much. What a lot of people don’t know is that, when he was young, he had a severe stutter. The kids called him Dash — not because he was fast on the football field, which he was, but like a dash at the end of a sentence you can’t finish. But now he speaks with a clear and strong voice. He says what needs to be said. And he does what needs to be done.

When domestic violence was often a dark secret, Dad wrote the Violence Against Women Act, which gave countless women support, protection and a new chance at life. When crime was spiking in our communities, Dad wrote the crime bill that put 100,000 cops on the streets and led to an eight-year drop in crime across the country. When Serbian thugs were committing genocide in the Balkans, Dad didn’t hesitate to call Slobodan Milosevic a war criminal to his face, and to convince Congress and our allies to act. He’s willing to speak truth to power: to the White House and to world leaders.

I know my father will be a great vice president. As I mentioned, my dad has always been there for me, my brother and my sister, every day. But because of other duties, it won’t be possible for me to be here this fall to stand by him the way he stood by me. So I have something to ask of you. Be there for my dad like he was for me.

Be there for Barack Obama because our country needs him. Be there for both of them because millions of families need to know that their best days aren’t behind them, but ahead of them. Be there for both of them because millions of people are trying to overcome, just like my dad overcame. Be there. Be there because Barack Obama and Joe Biden will deliver America the change we so desperately need. Please join me in welcoming my friend, my father, my hero and the next vice president of the United States: Joe Biden.

An ad showing what happens if chemicals were human (via buzzfeed):

Plus what if fonts were human (from CollegeHumor):

After reading kottke’s post about some of the best moments in Olympic history, I got nostalgic and started searching for what I consider the BEST moment in Singapore’s sporting history - the double we did in 1994. I can’t remember the matches and the goals, everything has merged into one big blur but I cannot forget the emotions I experienced that year, the excitement, the sadness and the eventual unbridled joy when, arguably, Singapore’s favorite son Fandi Ahmad lifted the cup.

The Kalland Wave !!!!! We even had a conductor for that.

Good times.

Anyway, to feed the nostalgia, some videos on YouTube about the best moment in Singapore’s sporting history:

This is damn cool technology.

Stay till the end of this video. Pretty much everything could have gone wrong with what she did. Ouch!

via:buzzfeed

Everyone morning, as I exit the train at Raffles MRT Station, I think of the opening scene of Charlie Chaplin’s Modern Times.

“Modern Times.” A story of industry, of individual enterprise - humanity crusading in the pursuit of happiness.

In the final, most memorable image, they are seen optimistically walking arm in arm into the sunrise before a hilly horizon. Rather than departing alone (as in so many other, ever-optimistic walks by the Tramp in farewell scenes), he is silhouetted with his love against the background, walking down the dusty road toward the future for the last time.

from: filmsite.org.

There is hope.

This video proving the existence of Transformers brought a small to this little nerd’s face.

via:kottke