A pool for ideas

Blogger.com seems to be ultra slow today.... Lag lag lag. Anyway, it's been hell week so far and it seems to be so for at least the next few days. I received an invitation to attend ORA dinner today but I doubt I'm going. No time, no money and most importantly I'm a Nobody. Yeah, I'll never be a prominent Rafflesian and my name will never be carved onto those little wooden panels we used to see high up above our heads along the school building. If it ever appeared, it would probably read 'One who tries everything but knows nothing'. Why I mentioned this is somehow my disillusionment (again! what's new) with my day-to-day work. As I told a friend recently, I end up doing-doing-doing and actually thinking less than I used to when I was a lad. By 'lad', I do mean when I was below 18, yah? I'm now a paunchy, rotund aging-fast-becoming-uncle nightmare. Fortunately at this stage, some people still call me 'kor kor'. Eh, that reminds