Monthly Archive for May, 2007

Because you asked, here we are, Jason.

I couldn’t find all of them, but these are a few of my favorite things. Oh how I miss film!

The Lumix has replaced my trusty Canon Powershot as my current Camera Of Choice after someone dropped it on the lens. [I'm looking at you, Mark.]

Please to follow me down memory lane…

POLAROIDS
—1 and 4 are basically the same style of “square format” Polaroids. I got 1 in Singapore, and 4 in a thrift store in Seattle.
—2 and 3 are Land Cameras and they are Polaroids that FOCUS! Found 3 in Value Village in Seattle, and 2 in a thrift store on the way to Vancouver.
—5 was bought from K-Mart in New York. That is a JoyCam. Pretty clear for a Polaroid.
—6 is Fuji Instax Mini 7, bought in Singapore. Love it to death, but I think I screwed up the lens.
—7 is a 3D camera found in garage sale. Never processed the film, so I don’t know if it works.
—8 is the i-zone bought in NYC. Takes mini Polaroids that stick.

HELLO KITTY
—1 is a gift from Chinhon, from Narita Airport. Doesn’t shoot a darn thing.
—2 is a gift from PH. It not only looks extremely cute, it also shoots! For real!

LOMOGRAPHY
—1 Holga 35 AFX, uses 35 mm film. NYC
—2 Lomo. The color quality on this camera is freaking amazing. NYC
—3 Medium format Holga. 120 film a bitch to load, but photos have awesome surreal look. NYC
—4 POP! Shoots 9 identical images in one shot. It has 9 lenses. Not very clear. NYC
—5 Lomo Super Sampler! It shoots a series of 4 different images in one shot. Leaks light. NYC

35 MM FILM
—1 Nikon 35 Ti. A beautiful camera that I got in Singapore. Perfect non-intrusive 35 mm.
—2 Pentax K1000. Oldie but goodie.
—3 Nikon FM2. My dad’s old camera, which he graciously gave to me when I was 17. One of my first film cameras. I’ve never looked back since.

I believe I have photographed Jay with every one of these cameras.

He is not amused.

I really really miss Killiney Kopitiam’s breakfast right about NOW. We had about seven of these in the days we were home. But that first day trying to find it (even though I am Singaporean and my dad used to work in the PUB Building in Somerset for years) became a monumental test of our relationship, Jay’s ability to stave off caffeine pangs, and Dot’s hunger.

Step 1: Wake up hungry and/or grouchy and in need of coffee.

Step 2: Follow “Miss Direction” Dot on a wild goose chase on bus, MRT, and NEL lines.

Step 3: Get off on wrong stop.

Step 4: Walk a long, long way under the hot sun to a place far, far away.

Step 5: Finally get there to see crowds of people.

Step 6: Score a seat. Yes!

Step 7: Order coffee, iced tea, kaya toast, runny eggs!

Step 8: Wait anxiously for food while biting off own finger.

Step 9-11: Food arrives! RAVAGE! But not forgetting to crack eggs over saucer and dipping toast in runny eggs. Yums!

Step 12: Remain married.

Ugggggh.

Did I just say I slept for 48 hours?

Make that 72, or 84, or 96, or whatever five days is.

My head hurts, and I can’t count.

But one thing’s for sure.

Sick people pee a lot.

It’s all that water, juice, and chicken soup.

For all the Modern Marvels that Man has created, there’s still no way to cure the flu except to sleep, drink, and pee.

Ugggggh.

Oh gawd.

I’d love to tell you what I did in Singapore, but frankly, my brain cells died after watching The Holiday about 7,143 times on the plane.

That includes crying at each ending. 7,143 times.

Call me a Wimp.

But right now, you can call me Jetlagged.

That’s spelled M.O.R.E. C.O.F.F.E.E. P.L.E.A.S.E., and in my case, the unfamiliar caffeine gave my tea-drinking body the shakes all day.

I must be the first person on earth to GET the shakes AFTER coffee. The double shot Americano was useless.

I’m going to bed.