Feb 6, 2015

The new Bloomberg Business website

I noticed the new web design some time ago when I loaded the Bloomberg site and thought I had clicked on a phishing link and landed in some fake site. It looks so... neon, cluttered and messy. 

''The redesigned site was a reinvention of how we bring our news to the world. It’s faster, smarter, and frankly bigger than anything we’ve done before – and it’s uniquely digital, built for a global web audience, and designed to deliver the right news at the right time,” 
- Joshua Topolsky, chief digital content officer at Bloomberg Media

I was reading this article today about Temasek's response to S&P lumping Singapore with Greece and Jamaica and realized that the comments feature had been removed. Usually I just skim through the article for the main points and then I check out the comments section because sometimes there are nuggets of insightful comments among the trash.

The page also don't end; you can keep scrolling down and random articles are pushed in like news feed from a social media site. 

To me, this whole design revamp is someone's art experiment and has ruined a perfectly working, good thing. I used to like Bloomberg's clean and simple interface, and you've ruined it.

Feb 4, 2015

Getting my teeth done, and being done with it: A Journey with Braces, as told by CP

Finally, I am done with my braces. It feels like a huge, tremendously long project has been completed. I have summarized the whole journey for anyone who might be contemplating putting on braces.

It started during the final few months of NS, and almost everyone gets time off by plucking their wisdom teeth. I wanted to pluck first then put on braces. 

 I had 4, and I decided on the National Dental Centre because I did not want to get them done in-camp. (outside maybe better mah!)

I was asked to let my teeth be photographed to be used for their students' training. Imagine a lecture hall full of bright young minds staring at my carnivore-looking teeth. 

I agreed to be the model. It was nothing glamorous. I just lay on the dentist chair, wearing the grotesque mouth opener, spreading wide (my mouth). 

For the wisdom teeth removal, I chose local anaesthetic because I wanted to be awake to see what was going on. It was performed by a male dentist and I was wrapped in several layers of blankets because I was cold. 

I remember hearing the drill and the cracking sound as a stubborn tooth had to be broken in pieces to remove. The dentist was leaning onto me so heavily while trying to crack my teeth, I wondered if my jaws were going to be enlarged. 

After my ordeal, I was presented with my wisdom teeth, all 4 of them. I had been really worried about swallowing them during the operation so I was really happy to see them. 

I now had 4 gaping holes in my mouth and they really curbed my appetite. This is where my braces journey with NDC really began. 

My dentist was a very pleasant lady, and her room had children's artwork pasted on the ceiling so patients can look at them while lying on the chair. I assume they were from her patients. The room was bright and airy.

I got my teeth photographed and sized up, and had another tooth removed. No biggie, because I took out 4 at one go before. 

Wires were put in, my speech became slightly altered, and I was drooling like a dog.

You should get the idea, so I'll spare you the gums.
Every appointment I was asked to choose the colour of rubber bands. There were boxes stacked up, with all sorts of colour and names. Me? It was grey, every time. I cannot imagine putting on green, because it might be mistaken for a mouthful of trapped spinach. 

I learned to put on another set of rubber bands myself. They were attached top to bottom, 1 of each side. I remember my finger slipping, and the band was shot down my throat. 

I also learned to keep my big mouth shut, really, because opening my mouth too wide would snap the bands. 

Finally the wires were removed, after slightly more than 2 years. That was hell, because braces were cemented to the surface of the teeth, so now imagine removing them. 

Internal braces were put in my upper and lower rows of teeth. It was a wire bonded to the inside of my teeth at both ends.

Right after, I did a round of scaling and polishing. It was painful because my teeth were still sensitive. The dentist was a young and attractive lady and I could only shed one manly tear.

Now free of my braces, my teeth looked like a cleanly-wiped slate. I just had to sleep with my retainers forever.

I postponed a checkup as I went to the UK. I did not visit any dentists there, but I had become a NHS-registered blood donor! 

Just within my first month in the UK, I bit on an apple and broke one end of the lower internal braces. It was now skewed and my first reaction was to snap the other end off. 

I was lucky because it broke off cleanly.

I lived on happily until I came home. My dentist said my teeth looked fine. I could either put in a new set of braces, put in a replacement internal braces, or leave it as it is. That was a no-brainer for me.

Today is my final appointment with my dentist. I was shown the original pictures of my teeth, and boy, did that look horrible! 

I have 2 dental appointments this morning, with an hour of time in between, and I was starving.

I visited the cafeteria at the Health Promotion Board building, just beside the NDC building, and it is where I wrote this article. The cafe serves local fare, sandwiches and fruit. The food have kcal values labelled beside the price. 

It is open-air but today's weather is very nice. I have stopped work two days ago, and will start at my new job next Monday. I feel semi-retired today, with my life at a slower pace. The last time I ever felt this way was more than a year ago.

The wonton noodles are not soggy or oily. The charsiew was healthier than the usual as it was not the glazed and charred version. The iced kopi had too much condensed milk though. For $4.90, this was pretty reasonable.