Seventeen days into the afterlife (also known as 'Life after Star'), and something has dawned on me - there's more than just one me. Let me introduce you to them:

There's Total Bum Jon, who sits and watches Jack Bauer kick some terrorist butt on the fourth season of 24 for the most part of the day.

There's Socialite Jon, who goes and meets long lost friends for lunch, dinner and supper.

There's Introspective Jon, who finds a nice quiet cafe, and sips his English Breakfast tea while doing his SOAP devotions (and reading FHM in between).

There's Lau Sai Jon, who spends half the day on the toilet bowl thanks to a continuously bad case of diarrhoea, and no thanks to McDonald's Spicy Chicken.

There's Filial Jon, who uses his day to eat lunch and swim with his parents, and his nights watching any flick with Mom and Dad.

Well, as of yesterday, there's a new addition to the family.

TV Jon.

Yes, that's me, suit, tie, make-up and the works. It was my first foray into the world of television as a co-host. The programme? Absolute Football, where these three supposedly learned experts on football give their opinions and insights into the world of the Italian and Spanish league. Yes, stop laughing, I do know a thing or two about football.

Nervous would be an understatement in describing my inner world, but it got much better as it went on. Somehow, when I watched the recording, I was really embarassed by how I looked. Producers said I was alright though, so that's something. But, from feedback from friends, colleagues and fans (cheh, I wish), I must remember next time:

1. Don't wear my Simpsons socks to the next episode.

2. Change my horrible looking black shoes to something more...formal.

3. Stop saying 'yeah..' before every sentence (thanks G)

4. Add more facial expressions other than Stoned, Slightly Less Stoned and the Raised Eyebrow Glance.

5. Argue with my colleagues more.

Huge fun! The gig is only part-time though, so this alone won't contribute to my honeymoon fund. But for the experience, and so that I can tell my children something interesting about my younger days, this definitely was a blast.

And in case you don't believe me, and think that picture above might be a picture of my brother, here's another shot (with my name, cool huh?):

j

I really miss you guys.

j

Work doesn't induce you to crave for more toys. It makes you hope for something bigger than that.

G

"Culture and Church"

"What's happening out there in our culture that the church needs to see and hear?"

"Ethos, Pathos and Logos"

"Emerging church"

"Tolkien an allegorist?"

"Dreams and Hopes"

"A church that Cares, Creates, Connect"

"...they are either so so immersed in Church culture that they do not know any non church going people or they are petrified of building deep relationships with people around them. I suspect that with the rapid change of culture around us that we've lost the art of connection and of relationships..."

"We have no building or formal Sunday service but we're working at growing in our relationship with Jesus, building community and living out our faith in practical ways in our local area."


Missed church today, but spent my time in the Living Room.

Y.