> winner winner - chicken dinner

yipppyyyy....we received employee share options letter 2 days ago and i pray for the share-price to go up just-about-now!

> eat-sleep-eat-sleep

< if only it was as easy to banish hunger by rubbing the belly as it is to masturbate >


check this place out..., it was recommended by local colleague when i asked for a place ' which serves good local where the locals go to ',.... choices of food that is neither adulterated for the foreign palette nor priced for the tourist wallet - in another word 'cheap'.


so....he took me to this nice place,set up in a very attractive colonial villa, surrounded by many little kitchens !( yes, surrounded ok... ), with plenty of plants and fans....food? ignore what you cant eat & enjoy the rest if you know what i mean...
desert? superbly de-li-cious...but fat-ten-ing...

the owner, purportedly a savvy viet kieu (overseas vietnamese), had a superb idea-scour the streets, find the best dishes out there, the best street chefs cooking those dishes, offer them a gig at a new restaurant and a regular, reliable wage.

bingo! its a succes. gotta queue to get a seat!

how nice if such place exist in kl, an old villa surrounded with pasar-malam style-stalls sell delicious best-food from each state with pasar-malam price!!!...hahahaha dream on...


great place to experience street-styled food in a relaxed and hygienic environment. diffused lighting and green plants makes an idyllic setting, transporting us away from the madness of saigon's traffic.


best to sit outside in courtyard area, feels like you're eating in a market....errr hygienic environment market ya, you can go around and watch the scores of chefs cooking.....if you are 'kiasu' like the singaporean...


get a sanitized sense of street eats without having to actually step foot in the gutter themselves - god forbid


my ' local colleague ' shows how the vietnamese eat vietnamese roll in vietnamese style. put everything on rice paper & roooooolll it to your mouth...

tribute to crying bitches

< don't ask me about emotions in the opponent dressing room. i'm someone who cries when he watches Little House on the Prairie. >
robert norster

left to right, mat saleh the 'massageboy', krul manager, lalat, lannoq, art, kondoq, toyol, manad, sard aka rock, ceper & tok kaq

a tribute to crying bitches who play for the champ,lions rc 1990-1996

the song we always sing to greet loser off the field after game..hikhikhik

Mari menyusun seroja
Bunga seroja
Hiasan sanggul remaja
Puteri remaja

Rupa yang elok
Di manja jangan dimanja
Puja lah ia sekadar
Oh sekadar saja

Mengapa kau bermenung
Oh adik berhati binggung
Mengapa kau bermenung
Oh adik berhati binggung
Lupakan saja asmara
Pada asmara.
Lupakan saja asmara
Pada asmara

Mari menyusun seroja
Bunga seroja
Hiasan sanggul remaja
Puteri remaja

Rupa yang elok
Di manja jangan dimanja
Puja lah ia sekadar
Oh sekadar saja

> so se-low

< everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is. >
diane ackerman

when you are a child the future always seems so far away..but now it seemed to have taken a giant leap nearer.what does a child know of luv? ....i don't know...i had only turned twelve....
but still i as an 'old man' writing these reminiscences so many years later i can honestly say i felt no different at that age than i do today.....so se-low never understand maaa

> starting-over

< one of our greatest gifts is out intuition. it is a sixth sense we all have –
we just need to learn to tap into and trust it.>
donna karan

there are certain things that I am sure of, and one is that if you attempt to control your feelings, to reign in your emotions, they will simply grow stronger and weaken you until you are powerless to corral them any longer.

sometimes I forget this. but like any truth this one will eventually grab me by the shoulders and whirl me around to face it. and so it was this weekend.
be it the time change, the moon or any other of a thousand reasons, but the past few weeks I have been fighting to control a crushing wave of frustration and defeat. it is a crisis that occurs from time to time when the reality of my reality begins to wind itself into my body and soul and steadily block out the light that usually lives there.
it all gets to be too much, and i crash.

i’ve been fighting it, functioning, persisting, trying to shake it loose or ignore it. but it will not be denied. it cannot be denied. this weekend i succumbed to it finally because i could no longer stand the way it made me think, made me feel, made me act. i allowed it to take over and become me for a while. i wallowed in it, letting it squish between my toes like silken mud.

i very nearly enjoyed it.
then, as always happens, i grew tired of it. sadness is much less sustainable than happiness because it depletes energy instead of feeding it. so as i drifted off into sleep on Sunday night, i bade it goodbye. it was nice to know you, but it’s time for you to leave...for real.

> inside-me

< i'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in and stops my mind from wandering where it will go >.
the beatles > john lennon, paul mc'cartney

today i'd decided to share my random thoughts that pretty much describes my mind at any given moment........

boyfriend's shirt on women are sexy
is true love really exist?
why love is painful?
why i still believe in love when it broke my heart many times?

boxer-briefs on women are hot.
why i like a short-haired women?
oh no...i'm still wearing xl size!

why can i never find what i'm looking for unless i'm not looking for it?
the depth of my sarcasm is unknown even to me.
i hate it when i dream that i'm struggling to wake up.

why are the only women telling me how wonderful i am the ones who are unavailable?

is there anything good on tv anymore?
why i miss them when i hate them.
do i need therapy test?
why are them richer than me?

is annoying to know that less than 5 percent of the U.S. news is about international issues < accept iraq, which of course is a wholly American international issue >
why giant percentage of americans don't own a passport!!

i'm much prefer mamak's mee goreng!

hello the opposition! why i'm still paying toll driving up to the north???
hello mister, blaming others is not an easy way out!

> de-ra-ma gi-ler

a love letter from smartypants to shoeprincess...the 'drama' letter was delivered to shoeprincess at her dungeon not so long ago, when smartypants & shoeprinces were on the brink of cloudnine....

the letter..

Terfikir sang gembala adalah besar keajaiban jika takdir menjodohkannya dgn puteri raja yg cantik jelita,baik tersua mata atau berkata kata.....Apa yg sang gembala ini ada? Tiada rupa, ternakkan tak seberapa.
Memang tuhan mahu menduga, ditakdirkan suatu hari sang gembala tersua puteri raja di laman istana, ya tuhan, jangan hamba disiksa, hati ini bagai dihiris bunga bunga syurga, perlu kah hamba menyapa? Sang gembala berlalu tanpa berkata membawa separuh hati yang luka tapi tersuka.

Setiap hari, sang gembala tertanya tanya apakah hukuman yg bakal diterima jika puteri di sapa, pegawal istana ada diserata...Apakhabar sang gembala?.................
Hamba baik belaka puteri yg jelita, kata sang gembala.
Kenapa menunduk masa berkata, apakah sang gembala malu dgn beta?
Masa berlalu malam menyapa, begitu lama sang gembala dan puteri bercerita, kisah sedih kisah cinta. Maka bermulalah cerita sang gembala dan puteri jelita menjadi teman berbicara.

Setelah sepurnama, hati sang gembala mula gelisah bertanya tanya, kenapa hamba menjadi begini rupa? Apakah ini yang dinamakan suka? Terfikir sang gembala, satu keajaiban jika takdir menjodohkannya dengan puteri raja, tapi apa salahnya kalau hamba mencuba, hamba juga insan sempurna cuma bukan kerabat diraja.......bila terpikat, lautan kaca sanggup diduga, jika puteri jelita punya perasaan yang sama....

Tanpa disangka, sudah tercanang di istana, puteri jelita bakal dijodohkan dengan putera raja, sama segak sama bergaya atas titah baginda raja. Puteri jelita dan putera raja akan disatukan demi kebahagiaan keluarga tercinta.

Memang takdir tidak menyebelahi sang gembala, ada yang berkata kalau kail panjang sejengkal, lautan dalam jgn diduga. Tak termampu sang gembala mengubah cerita hanya masa pengubat luka. Semuga bahagia walau dengan siapa puteri bersama, itu lah doa sang gembala.

yang penuh drama
smartypants