Fact #1: Friday evening saw Najib, along with his sister, winning the first prize in the group category of the DBS Idol (yes you read that right) singing competition. Congratulations to him!

Fact #2: On Saturday, upon finding his plastic fork broken, Najib feared the worst and thought that he might have swallowed parts of the fork. In order to determine whether or not he had unknowingly swallowed plastic bits, he broke off part of the fork and put it in his mouth. He then came to the conclusion that he would probably have noticed if he had in fact swallowed bits of a plastic fork.

True story folks.

Notes on fact #1: So Farhan sent me an SMS on early Friday afternoon saying that Najib would be taking part in a singing competition later that day and that we should try to make it. I reply his SMS, and as usual despite his newfangled technology he failed to receive the message.

But anyway, later that day we make a date to meet up at Tanjong Pagar at 6.10pm. Note this conversation took place a little before 5.30pm. I’m not sure why he thought either of us would actually be able to make it by said time though. Either way, around 6pm I end up hailing a cab and picking up Farhan along the way to make it there by around 6.30pm, though we run into a little trouble in actually trying to find the DBS building.

We meet up with Azmi there, and even then we weren’t entirely convinced that there actually was a singing competition of any sort. I thought Najib (maybe Farhan) might’ve been trying to lure us into a multi-level marketing or a time share scheme. Then we see people wearing DBS Idol lanyards. The amount of supporters some of the other competitors had was astounding, especially when you consider that Najib’s supporters were essentially the three of Us and his mum.

Long story short, most of the contestants were… not very good. There was the angry Hokkien gangster singer, who was quite amusing though. Najib deserved to win this one. He’s a great singer. Apparently years of substance abuse haven’t taken their toll on his voice.

Actual MakDaud conversationNajib: Eh, what happened to your goatee?

Zhaki: … I… shaved it lah. What else could possibly have happened to it?

At Makdaud’s this weekend, we talked a lot about the good old days, of Mr Loo Pui Wah and his consultation sessions and wife kidnapping and short shorts and tight asses. Good times. Good times.