Blog

"You know, Mr.#’s blog says……". "I put it on the blog…". "Visit my blog……". "Have you commented anything on ~~ blog?..." ."Oh they are fighting on the blog….". "Be careful when you say something on the blog…". "You can see on this blog/ that blog….".

All sounds make Mr. YL no interest. And his responses were
“Wat te heck!”. “Who bothers, anyway!”
Negligence as well as ignorance.


But one very decent evening, Mr. & Mrs. YL received visitors at home. Mr. A and his Mdm.MG.
After exchanging conversation on politics (oops. Did I say politics? No! I mean poetic), concerns on current housing market situation in SG (all crap), and updated information on couple of people they know (who say SG is too small. Mr. YL has one close friend in SG, whom he has not seen him for more than a year. Mr. KZ, if you are still alive, please contact Mr. YL), their conversation directed to “Blog”.

Conversation and thoughts went like this:

Mr. A: “Hey man, why don’t you try it?” “Interesting, you know”
Mr. YL: “he he he”
Mr. A: “I put some of my creations on my blog, you know”
Mr. YL: “oh yeah, ain ain ain”
Mdm. MG: “Yeah, he is always busy with his blog” *signs*
Mr. YL: “awwww”
Mrs. YL: (no sound)
Mr. A: “Visit my blog” “shuuhhhhh”
Mr. YL: “ain ain ain” (Why shuuhhhhh??)
Mr. A: “Just for something, you know?”
Mr. YL: “ain ain” (something = ?)
Mr. A: “Like a record, you know?”
Mr. YL: (record = ?)
Mr. A: “I have a friend, who created a blog for his child”
Mr. YL: “WHAT?” “WHO?” “WHY?”
Mr. A: “He posts all from the beginning so that one day his child can recall all those memories”
Mr. YL: Straighten up his big body, pop out eyes with rolling eyeballs, and with now working brains, “Oh really? Is it easy to do a blog?”
Mr. A: “Oh it is very easy, man. C’mon, you can do it” (Did not mention how!) “You should try it, you know”
Mr. YL: *oh yeah, now I know. If keeping a blog for my child is something that I can not ignore to become a perfect father, God, help me in creating a blog! I want to be the best farther as far as I can*

GOD: “Oh my God!”