Bird Brain

I've been asked what does Superman do on his 21st birthday.

The answer: go to the Bird Park to visit his flying bird friends of course...

Talk about a no-brainer.

While not talking to birds, here's what I've been up to.

Angel of Vengeance

Nimbly he ducks and dodges

Got you

Sleepless in San Diego

The nights, when the owls come alive, and mice are meekly quiescent

I love how the mist transforms the night, how it sheathes the landscape in a gossamer cloak of shadows and mysteries, captures and scatters the neon glow of street lamps, and imprints a hazy, dream-like texture to a world that suddenly does not seem so familiar after all...

Love the Hat

Esther: locked up and teased

Skateboarding

The owls return to their nest

Still at it

Paul triumps, Colin loses. It was a foregone conclusion, as far as I was concerned.

After being defeated, Colin is bemused. He must be thinking, What hit me?

I know the feeling.

Dear Paul

I like Paul.

He's going to be a journalist and I believe it. He belongs to that rare breed of people who choose a profession which fits their personalities and skill sets so well you cannot imagine what they would do if their line of work just didn't exist. I don't think I belong in that breed, because quiet honestly, I'm still groping in the dark, looking for reaffirmation that I made the right choice.

Scientist? Me? I surprised people when I decided to become one. Nothing in my school life suggested I had a special interest in science, and in truth, I didn't. I found school science to be boring, as boring as a dried up prune baking in the summer sun. My interest in science stems from something deeper, something less easier to define, and almost embarrassing to do so, to people whom I don't believe understand me or what it means to dream.

What makes a good journalist? I don't know, but I have some idea now that I met Paul. He offers well-constructed opinions (almost judgements) about the state of human society, and it is obvious he has given a lot of careful consideration about the topics that interest him, which are varied and numerous. He loves writing, and does so professionally. He really listens to people, almost like a rabbit quivering in anticipation of a juicy carrot. All round, he's really a stand-up guy, someone I am proud to call a friend.

Here's to Paul.

Paul challenges Colin to a thumb wrestling duel. And he offers to do it blind. Colin doesn't know what he's getting into. But I do, so I egged Colin to take him on.

Paul never gives up (I know!)

Dancing with Determination