Saturday evening 11 just for laughs I dished up a logo for Alex, a regular Star feature writer who also blogs somewhere in the webiverse.
By the time I finished I couldn't stop giggling and continued to do so walking home from the cybercafe. Later that night I got the laughing fits and they wouldn't go away for half an hour or so. To top it off, Sunday morning got me going again but much milder.
What do you make of that?
Now this reminded me of one afternoon several years ago when I got on board one of those charismatic revivals run by the local Catholic church. Lead by a Singapore based lay preacher Alex Woo, it promised "religious revival" but I attended with an open mind.
Some of you may have heard of such meetings when the climactic "laying of hands" leads to all sorts of reactions. These include seeing colored lights, ecstatic feelings, weeping and occasional physical collapse upon the floor. All quite harmless, I'm sure, and perhaps the result of some form of mass hypnosis by a gifted speaker and singer.
I was standing way back of the hall with perhaps a 150 or so others, and Alex's helpers proceeded from the front. But before anyone got to me, I started giggling practically non-stop for no particular reason, and this went on for some 15 minutes or so!
Now then: are these 2 laughter episodes related? Were my 81 prayers answered?
To make matters worse, Sunday afternoon I stood on the verandah and looked up the stairs leading to hair stylist Andrew Ong's 1st floor shop. Therein lingered a faint but unmistakable scent of Oil of Wintergreen that I'd encountered in such dramatic fashion 3 weeks earlier. And at that very same location.
Will you be amused to learn that my ungirlfriend Alex goes for the occasional hair session at Andrew's?
PS. Tuesday 14, 11 am: Monday afternoon, the stair well carried no trace of any scent.
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