Opening a beer bottle with a lighter

If you drink beer, you need to learn this. If you drink beer and smoke, you should already know this: Opening a beer bottle with a lighter

Commie head up!!!!

Opening a beer bottle with a lighter

I may not have a lot to offer the world. I can't program computers very well, I can't give you fashion tips. My financial aptitude is roughly above a crackhead's. I do know one thing, however, and that is how to open a beer bottle with a lighter, or really anything I have lying around.

If you drink beer, you need to learn this. If you drink beer and smoke, you should already know this. I can't believe you don't. Goofus is wandering around his friend's house party, searching for a bottle opener. Goofus opens his beer of the side of a table his friend paid two hundred dollars for from ikea. Gallant is hanging out in the "chill" room, opening Goofus' girlfriend's beer with his Bic lighter.

Ingredients/Tools:

1 bottle of beer. Doesn't really matter what kind, even if it's a twist-off. Longnecks are best.


1 Bic lighter. Bic is by far the best lighter you can ever own. Unless you get it stolen, it will last forever. There is no substitute. I am not a brand loyalist about many things, but this is critical. Buying cheap-o lighters at the gas station is never a good deal.


OK, let's start. (I'm going to assume you're right handed, since that's normal and not disgusting like left handed people. So if you're a lefty, obviously switch "right" with "left.")

Grab the beer by the neck with your left hand. The fleshy side of your index finger should be pushed up against the bottom of the bottle cap.



Forcethe lighter between your index finger and the bottle cap. Don't move the index finger to let it in, just force it in there, like you're trying to penetrate a midget virgin. Once it's in there, it should be able to stay on it's own.





Now, grab the lighter, and push inwards and upwards. your index finger is the fulcrum. If you find you don't have the strength, it's not that you're a weak pussy, although that's probably the case. It's because you're not doing it properly. It should hurt your index finger, just for a second, since you're using it as a fulcrum.



The best thing to do is practice. Call in sick to work for a few days, buy a few cases of beer. Keep snorting cocaine to keep from passing out. You'll get it eventually.

See me dun smoke so me dun know!!! but I got a fren who can do this.... Howzdat!!!!

One Tree Hill is BACK!!!

Yeah, I know...another One Tree Hill review from me you think, but what can I say... it is my guilty pleasure.

The Characters

We still have all the same main characters from last season, plus a few new additions to the cast. As for the regular characters, here is a rundown...

Lucas Scott played by Chad Michael Murray (A Cinderella Story, Freaky Friday) is the son of Dan Scott and Karen Roe. A basketball player at Tree Hill High with his half brother Nathan.

Nathan Scott played by James Lafferty (Annabelle's Wish) is the son of Dan Scott and Deb Scott. Also a basketball player at Tree Hill High. Husband to Haley James.

Dan Scott played by Paul Johansson (The Notebook, John Q)is still the mean, selfish ignorant....well you get the point... Husband to Deb Scott. Owns a car dealership.

Deb Scott played by Barbara Alyn Woods (Striptease) is the wife of Dan Scott. She is more involved in the story this season than during season one. She does not get along with her husband and would like to get out of his grip.

Keith Scott played by Craig Sheffer (A River Runs Through It) is the older brother of Dan Scott. He is a big part of the story this season... but I wouldn't want to ruin that for you now would I?

Peyton Sawyer played by Hilarie Burton (TRL on MTV) is still the same misunderstood girl she was before, but with more confusion and complication.

Haley James played by Bethany Joy Lenz (Thinner) is wife to Nathan Scott. She is a budding musician in pursuit of her dreams.

Brooke Davis played by Sophia Bush (Van Wilder) has matured more since season one and is a very different character than she once was. Sort of a sad character trying to find her way, she guards her heart so that she won't be hurt.

Karen Roe played by Moira Kelly (The Lion King) is the mother of Lucas Scott. She owns a restaurant called Karen's Cafe and also a club called Tric.

Whitey Durham played by Barry Corbin (The Dukes of Hazzard) is the coach of the Tree Hill basketball team. He tries to help the younger generations of the story find their way when they get lost.

There is also the addition of a few new characters this season, here I will introduce them....

Anna Taggaro played by Daniella Alfonso (As The World Turns) is the neighbor of Brooke Davis. She becomes good friends with Peyton Sawyer and Lucas Scott. But, the girl has a secret....

Felix Taggaro played by Michael Copon (Rumble) is the brother of Anna Taggaro. He is a player with the ladies.

Andy Hargrove played by Kieren Hutchison (Sea of Fear) is the professor of Karen Roe.

Jules played by Maria Menounos (Fantastic Four) is the love interest of Keith Scott. She plays a large part in the story this season.

Jake Jaglieski played by Bryan Greenberg (Prime) is a basketball player for the Tree Hill High team. He has a daughter named Jenny. Peyton has an interest in him as more than a friend.

Nikki played by Emmanuelle Vaugier (Secondhand Lions, Saw II) is the mother of Jenny (Jake's daughter). She disappeared after Jenny was born and now wants her daughter.

Chris Keller played by music artist Tyler Hilton is friends with Haley James and encourages her to pursue acting. He is a troublemaker.

The Story
The story has changed alot from what it was in season one, and it does not revolve so much around basketball as it did. This season is more about relationships as they evolve and change. It is about hurt, friendship, love and loss. Ding ding ding


Why This Show is Nice
This is a show that you can get swept up in. The characters go through so many things that each of us feel every day. It is a show that reveals the loss that people have to face in their lives, and also the greatness that life can bring.

As it was in season one, the music in season two is great, if not even better.

My Sunday night are Booked

One Tree Hill - non exclusive dating?? waazzup!!!

Brooke Davis is shown to be a rich, popular and promiscuous head cheerleader at Tree Hill High.She takes a liking to Lucas Scott (Chad Michael Murray), and starts hitting on him in her usual way. Lucas takes it in stride, and does not feel that Brooke wants to be in a relationship with him--- in the following season, she introduced non-excusive dating, a fact L brought up in an sms, game on!! Good one L.

Negotiating the land mine that is the nonexclusive dating lifestyle is an intricate dance that requires a near-impossible combination of cunning, daring, sensitivity, empathy, graciousness, and discretion. It should not be attempted by amateurs. Experience will tell you that you should never, ever expect that the gent or lady you just had a great date with is seeing you and only you. One must always assume that there is at least one other person lurking about in their bedroom. Wheather they can accept this is another story...

Which brings me to my next point: You'll only be able to avoid the subject for so long, and if asked, you should never lie about it. That's just sleazy. If you're dating online, don't lead anyone on by saying you're looking for a relationship. There are plenty of human being out there out there just looking for a nice meal with a nice guy / Or a hot fuck with a sizzling stud (reality check)

If a fren asks you point blank if you're seeing anyone else, tell the truth, but with as little detail as humanly possible. Dun la read the whole drama. Some poeple will ask. Others won't, either because they don't want to know or they don't really care.


So Game on?? why not

My Super Ex-Girlfriend Movie

I cought up wiht L who picked me at KL Sentral for the movie, after a nice dinner we enjoyed the movie... The story is about the guy (Luke Wilson) is coerced into asking a seemingly harmless, pretty young lady (Uma Thurman) out on a first date. Little does he know that she is a vengeful, spiteful, rather overbearing woman masquerading as a normal citizen. Break her heart and she'll break your neck.

Thurman has awesome outfits and is completely believable as the spazzy crazy jealous girlfriend while Luke Wilson is a great timid man. The sex scenes are hilarious, the look on Luke Wilson's face and Uma Thurman's. Luke looks terrified while Uma doesn't even notice.

What carries the film is Uma Thurman's performance. She is fantastic here, winning and sympathetic as a hypersensitive neurotic who is easily devastated. This role could have been flattened were it not for the complete commitment with which Thurman approaches it. Eddie Izzard, as her arch-nemesis Professor Bedlam, also delivers a well-judged performance in another role that toys with superhero convention. Unfortunately, in instances such as when Professor Bedlam begins handing out his business card and dispensing his email address ("Professorbedlam.com. All one word"), the movie seems a bit behind the times in its attempt to mock modern culture (Professorbedlam.com is a URL and not an email address, anyway). Nonetheless, this is one of the better high-concept comedies to appear this year, and it concludes with one hell of a catfight. And everyone loves a good catfight.

L and I had a good share of laughs at this one and L you owe me a movie.

Booya

Jnr Vadai Concert 2006

Time has come around again for children's concert, and for Jnr Vadai he been inviting the whole world to come.

If I only knew how to load a clip here I would show you. He damm happy bout giving the welcome speech and even ask me to record it. what the heck, its fun right. I can relate when Twin Peaks aka XXxie talk about her concert for the kids in her kinde.... For a parent it aint cheap, trust me we fork out for Sport day, Concert day field trips.. not complaing , after all its all for him. Never want a moment for him to be left out when it within the means.

So I leave to Klang now to go and celebrate with him, Hope this time for dinner is not McD lol. I think he know he can get away with it (McD) when I am around. aaaahhhh what the heck lol. A kid need discipline and to have fun too.

So I will come back armed with pics and kodak moments..Here is one from last year held on Oct 1.

Cheers

The Word Fuck - I got the MP3 file also

Any one who want this in audio contact me lol damm funeeee 1!!!

Perhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the English language today is the word "fuck". It is the one magical word which, just by its sound, can describe pain, pleasure, love, and hate.

In language, "fuck" falls into many grammatical categories.

It can be used as a verb, both transitive (John fucked Mary) and intransitive (Mary was fucked by John).
It can be an action verb (John really gives a fuck), a passive verb (Mary really doesn't give a fuck), an adverb (Mary is fucking interested in John), or as a noun (Mary is a terrific fuck).
It can also be used as an adjective (Mary is fucking beautiful) or an interjection (Fuck! I'm late for my date with Mary).
It can even be used as a conjunction (Mary is easy, fuck she's also stupid).
As you can see, there are very few words with the overall versatility of the word "fuck". Aside from its sexual connotations, this incredible word can be used to describe many situations...

Greetings "How the fuck are ya?"

Fraud "I got fucked by the car dealer."

Resignation "Oh, fuck it!"

Trouble "I guess I'm fucked now."

Aggression "FUCK YOU!"

Disgust "Fuck me."

Confusion "What the fuck.......?"

Difficulty "I don't understand this fucking business!"

Despair "Fucked again..."

Pleasure "I fucking couldn't be happier."

Displeasure "What the fuck is going on here?"

Lost "Where the fuck are we."

Disbelief "UNFUCKING BELIEVABLE!"

Retaliation "Up your fucking ass!"

Denial "I didn't fucking do it."

Perplexity "I know fuck all about it."

Apathy "Who really gives a fuck, anyhow?"

Greetings "How the fuck are ya?"

Suspicion "Who the fuck are you?"

Panic "Let's get the fuck out of here."

Directions "Fuck off."

Disbelief "How the fuck did you do that?"

It can be used in an anatomical description- "He's a fucking asshole."

It can be used to tell time- "It's five fucking thirty."

It can be used in business- "How did I wind up with this fucking job?"

It can be maternal- "Mother fucker."

It can be political- "Fuck Dan Quayle!"

It has also been used by many notable people throughout history...

"What the fuck was that?"
- Mayor of Hiroshima

"Where the fuck is all this water coming from?"
- Captain of the Titanic

"That's not a real fucking gun."
- John Lennon

"Who's gonna fucking find out?"
- Richard Nixon

"Heads are going to fucking roll."
- Anne Boleyn

"Let the fucking woman drive."
- Commander of Space Shuttle

"What fucking map?"
- "Challenger," Mark Thatcher

"Any fucking idiot could understand that."
- Albert Einstein

"It does so fucking look like her!"
- Picasso

"How the fuck did you work that out?"
- Pythagoras

"You want what on the fucking ceiling?"
- Michaelangelo

"Fuck a duck."
- Walt Disney

"Why?- Because its fucking there!"
- Edmund Hilary

"I don't suppose its gonna fucking rain?"
- Joan of Arc

"Scattered fucking showers my ass."
- Noah

"I need this parade like I need a fucking hole in my head."
- John F. Kennedy

Sat Seminar - Lovely Pool view

Part of the company's restructuring procedure required the know-how and re-tooling of employees, in short time to push the panic button, so we were rewarded with day long marketing seminar at Holiday Villa Jln Ampang that had not only lovely food but a damm good lovely pool view on the 6th floor. Check the pics out. It was breath taking and it started to pour in the afternoon and I manage to snap a few shots off my Nokia. Mmmmm would love to soak in there... damm syok and relaxing...... overall the training was good and I train them good also, the pool took my breath away. Next coming up 2 weddings and a beach wakaakaka

My merdeka eve with Jnr Vadai

Merdeka came and went and for me it meant another session with Jnr Vadai. There were invited from my KL frens to hang out at Merdeka eve but Jnr Vadai more important and we always try to be together then.

Many a times thru our conversation we had we talk about the upcoming Merdeka bout Malaysia and he is just 5 so the scope of his acceptance is a little limited.. I give thanks, despite the issues and indifferences and unequality, I look at the bright side...despite all the unpleasant happenings around nowadays..still, this is where I'm gonna stay put n would learn to appreciate life as it comes n goes everyday; the reality is it's short.. (I have a png fren to thank for that).

At me age now..., Merdeka day is just another public holiday. I still put up the Malaysian flag off my blacony come August 1st and take it off after Malaysia day(if you do remember when it is), regardless how the politicians harp on issues as stupid as it may seem (lately even so). I put up the flag because this is MY country. The flag is there to remind me and my Jnr that we are MALAYSIANs.

As usualy the kinder that he goes to tought him the national song and he sang it for me. I spend my time with him that weekend. And it was fun. We started off Wed night, he requested for McD so we turun there and he as usualy wanted bits and pieces of everything and dutyfully got him. See how the fella makan, the funny thing with the fella no matter what he doing or eating when you take a pic of him he will come over and see if it is nice or nt... lol

Mc D moments

After dinner we headed to the habour to catch the fireworks display for merdeka. It was worth it and he loved it. A perfect Kodak moment















So we headed back home to catch some sleep I was like dead tired he started fidding with my phone to take come pics and in a way I helped him out

Happy Merdeka.

The pleasure of Fine Dining

Fine dining is not simply about superb cuisine; it’s about having an encounter with something much more sublime than dinner. Gourmet restaurants are culinary sanctuaries that mingle the genius, expertise and vision of the chef and restauranteur with elegance, mood, and celebration and a good friend to play you host. Thanks Edwards


















I was in luck for such an entitlement when I was call sometime previous week to Bisik for lovely dinner. See for your self what I feasted my self upon, the only person missing from this sesssion was my good buddie Subbie who a food-a-holic hehehehe. Hey Subbie what you think dear.




The icing on the cake after a superb dinner was a lovely glass of this.

The idiots who driving

Well you got idiots and assholes when it comes to driveing. Last week I took this pic and sent it to JPJ ( not that I except them to do anything) this idiot just parked the damm car on the single lane and expect all to more around, that begun a nice jam and tempers flaring.

Here the kicker, the A-hole was sitting in the car. Did not bother to check out if it was a male or a female driver but did it actually matter!!!

A hole

Old Speckled Hen

Old Speckled Hen is a strong fine ale named after an unusual, speckled vintage MG car. The ale is brewed by Morland, a small brewery with longstanding connections with the town of Abingdon, the home of MG. The ale is a finely balanced, deliciously smooth pale ale with a subtle blend of flavours. It owes its distinctive character to a unique strain of yeast first used in 1896, and reflects brewing skills developed across more than 280 years of independent brewing history.

Equally distinctive adverts regularly appear in the UK press based on an "Old Fox" who is fond supping a "Hen"! They are clearly fun but with a subtle purpose of creating a brand awareness by association with the humourous situations involving a "Hen" and by raising our awareness of the distinctive label incorporating the red octagon. That label is very noticeable on both bottles and beer pumps in bars that stock Speckled Hen.

So here I was having a beer and was intrigued, we went to Finegans and tried a wide assortment of beer and this one was one of the best. Hey it was free who am I to complain.... my 2 Glasses hahahaha heaven!!!

The Plane The Plane

Like a scene out of Fantasy Island (for those who are old enough to remember) Tatoo the host's Assistant shouting The Plane! The Plane and lo behold in the center of KLCC was a plane. Something I could not miss the opportunity to take a pic of it while I was there. An awesome sight the place used as a object to lure shoppers to look at watches or a better english word timepieces hahaha....still the plane!! the plane!!

Yeah Yeah Yeah

I know I know.... Its been one week since I have not blogged hmmmmmm. Work..Jnr Vadai....Work...Health and not work taking my time away. I got so much to write about... coming soon.

Oh yeah all the rumours and self illusion and hypotethical assumption to why I am not blogging...please dun tell me....hehehe

R frens really ur fren when they are blind?

There are times in my life when people often misjudge me, maybe I do not open myself enough, maybe I reveal myself in portions that allow them to judge me, there again people will be people. I could never emplace the trust I have on people like before, I have changed but that is me.

Last night was wonderful, I went to beach with the joys of a lovely Saturday afternoon... devil and xxixe formed the party of 3 .... it was a lovely evening each being our own and on ourselves but in a group, that was meant to be, we had laughter and I watch Liverpool slam in 3 beautiful goals. The arrival of a 4th shook me a little, honestly it shook more then I expected myself. I may not have been more different then the 4th that arrive but when it came to stand up , I stood and faced what I need to faced. Maybe because I have been in that shoe I resented it more, for watever reason it affected me.

Nevertheless it was a lovely night, and Liverpool won. I received a disturbing SMS from a fren about my past. Never expected that maybe instead of turning the other cheek it was time to cut ties with this person I called a fren.

Sunday was similar with meeting some frens for bfast and lazing back to watch Alexander. The ghost of the past evening began to eat into me. The turning point was the phrase "jaga hati", this is someone I consider close to and know my history and yet used a phrase in a manner not realizing event that had takes place in my life, was quick to draw a conclusion based merely on my past and from current reading of my blog and blogs of my frens. (Wont be the 1st time)

Am at crossroads of closing the door shut or soldier on. In recent time I opened new forms of comumunication but still at the opportunities to move forward they choose the past to weigth the scale. How hard can one try if the ability to believes lies only in the past?

The present is left to judge for it self. I write this for thoes who read and assume coz words do not matter any more neither do action. The ball lies in the other court.

My strength to move forward is there the choice will be of my fren to walk the path I choose. No more room for comment, the clarion has sounde to toe to the line or get out of my life, in the end the ability to choose lies in you.

Wow its 1 year

Today is the 1-year anniversary of this blog. When I started this blog I had no idea what I wanted to do with it and what focus it would take. I jump on the band wagon of my frens and chatters having and maintaining blogs. It seems after a year it is a mish mosh of things with a little bit of me mixed in. I have done over 400 post and some aint pretty, I made new friends thru my blog and some enemies too...whats the heck its a free world.

But I can happily report that for the most part, the folks on the blog end I've met have quite social, rounded personalities and a few odds and enders. Most are simply everyday folks who had a penchant for observation and a desire to communicate to a broader circle. Others have rather esoteric, interesting backgrounds and look for a venue to communicate their work to a much broader audience. In either case, this is all Good Stuff - when you strip away all the other mumbo jumbo of life, friends & family are the most important thing you've got left and blogging's had a positive impact on this all around.

Blogging has, however, let me indulge my passions in areas outside of my work. Like I said in my first article, I've always had a deep interest in just about anything (mat kepoh) but I have never shyed away form confrontration, accusation, misinterpretation and ididots who use me or my comment or my blog as a weapon against me or my friends.

Due to blogging, my thoughts are more well formed, crisp, and, groomed for the savage beating of Internet intellectual opinion. I'm thus well armed for conversation at the bar or office water cooler.So, I've learned something new, met some new folks, fleshed out a few interests and participated in a new, emergent social phenomena...an online dairy.... All at a cost of about 20-30 min a day. As a hobby, I think it's something I can see sticking with for at least another year ;-)

Booya

The weekend Part 2

Came back bout 4 and took a nap, evening went to pasar malam. That night the Chariot came out. Why? Coz it was Vinayagar Chaturthi.... (So no double moon)

Vinayagar Chaturthi is grandly celebrated in Malaysia. All Vinayagar temples celebrate this festival. Other temples also often celebrate it, especially if there is no Vinayagar temple in that area. Vinayagar Chaturthi falls on the 4th day of the new moon in the month of Aavani (August-September).

It was lovely, they had Urumi Melam(drums and trumpet) and Coconut breaking and the chariot was pulled by people on a long rope and 2 cows, awesome

Why celebrate?
Legends say that, lord Ganapati was created by goddess Parvati, wife of Lord Shiva. She has created him with the dough she used for her bath, as she had needed one door-keeper while she takes bath. For this Goddess Parvati had created one doll first and breathed life into him. And this day is known as the birthday of lord Ganesha. It is also said that, while Goddess Parvati was taking her bath Lord Shiva happened to come there and as Ganesha didn't know him, he didn't allow him to enter the house. As a result Lord Shiva got angry and he beheaded Ganesha. But after realizing the real fact lord Shiva fixed the head of an elephant in place of Ganesha's head and thus the appearance of Lord Ganesha with the head of an elephant happened.

Another most popular legend found in Skanda Purana says, once Ganesha was invited for a feast in Chandralok. The god, known for his ravenous appetite, stuffed himself with laddoos. When he got up to walk after the meal, he could not balance because of his huge stomach and stumbled. As he fell, his stomach burst and all the laddoos came rolling out. The moon could not contain himself and began laughing. Enraged, Ganesha cursed the moon, causing him to vanish from the universe. However because of the moon's absence, the whole world began to wane. So the gods asked Shiva to persuade Ganesha to relent. The moon also apologized for his misbehaviour. On Shiva's intervention, Ganesha modified his curse. He announced that the moon would be invisible on only one day of a month and would be partially seen for the Ganesha Utsav most part.

Pics tell the story

The weekend part 1

Here's where it makes the most sense. You need it so you don't forget. Forget that there are places in the world that aren't made out of stone. That there's a - there's a - there's something inside that's yours, that they can't touch


My weeked was kind of relaxing, was a chuffer to Hilton, had a 5 hour window, grabbed Kalai, Beem and Agi, Beem did not show up so we went to a mamak in Sentul to catch the Kop's game. Watching Kyut as he stepping gave me great hope for the Kop's season. At the spur of the moment Kalai suggested to watch movie - the new Kamalhassan movie, made a few calls Beem and Scud came along and with Gina so there we were 11 am on Chitra Pournami watching a tamil movie in KLCC.

Vetayadu Vilayadu is gutsy(rarely u see tamil movies movin away form love stories) gritty endeavour that ventures into excruciating details about the world of investigative cops and serial killers. Stylistically inventive throughout both the Cops and the Killers were awesome in their potrayal. there is too much violence against women, gory scenes, but its areas where tamil movies hardly ventured buy did a superb potrayal this time.

Opening scene it self was gory...DCP Raghavan (Kamal Hassan) who comes to Madurai to investigate the gruesome murder of Rani, daughter of the City Police Commissioner Arogyaraj (Prakash Raj- superb acting) his close friend and mentor. Rani was brutally raped and body decapitated and her finger hung as a dristi kair along with three green chillies and a lemon, outside her house! - Hows that!!!

The story is really bold – no policeman has been shown with such a human side. No villain has been shown to possess such deep psychoses. No crimes depicted and displayed with such deadly effect.

Kamal Haasan is truly a class apart – he doesn’t pretend to be 20-something: he is a veteran of vast experience (there is a line from him to the killer: Chinna pasanga, yaaru kooda vilaiyaadareenga?!). He looks good and like a cop should with his smart posture and crisp linen clothing. His acting, of course, needs no description.

Well after that we all adjourned to avenue K for some lunch. My throath still bad so I did not take anything spicy. It was nice hanign out with Kalai and gang... too many indian movies hmmm

End of Part 1

Kop end - 100 years - damm it feels good

As an adrent supporter we refer to our self by names for Liverpool is Kop. Y? Coz.. thats the famous end of the stadium where send shudder down the spine of opponets when they start roaring. The life to any stadium is not in its capacity but in the voive of that capacity. The KOP end is like no other.

The stadium was built in 1884. In 1906, the banked stand at one end of the ground was formally renamed the Spion Kop, after a hill in Natal that was the site of a battle in the Second Boer War, where over 300 men of the Lancashire Regiment died, many of whom were from Liverpool. At its largest, the stand could hold 28,000 spectators, and was one of the largest single tier stands in the world. Local folklore claimed that the fans in the Kop could "suck the ball into the goal" if Liverpool were playing towards that end. Indeed they could. I had the honor of one home game at the Kop end and it was electric.



It's the greatest football stand in the world, but less of you may know that it will be celebrating it's 100th birthday on the 26th August 2006 when the reds play West Ham at Anfield. Since the 1960's they have sung "You never walk alone" and koppers never walk alone.

Booya

MY Team

On my msn I have a tag line "Vadai is at Kop end" Many chatters not familiar with 'Kop' always asked me what that actually meant. I would not call my self a hardcore suppport of a team but sink or swim we are loyal to one team. My team is Liverpool and they play in the English Premier League.

Liverpool Football Club (usually known simply as Liverpool) are a professional football club based in Liverpool, in the north west of England. They play in the FA Premier League and are the most successful club in the history of English football. (No arguments there). The club was founded on March 15, 1892 by John Houlding, the owner of Anfield. Houlding decided to form his own team after Everton left Anfield in an argument over rent. The original name was to be Everton F.C. and Athletic Grounds, Ltd., or Everton Athletic for short, but was changed to Liverpool F.C. after The Football Association refused to recognise the team as Everton. Liverpool were elected to the Football League two years later.

Liverpool FC

Full name	Liverpool Football Club
Nickname(s)	The Reds
Founded	1892
Ground	Anfield Stadium Liverpool
Capacity	45,362

The roll of the dice

The Star Front Page Cover showed an accident victim a tree landed across her car. What if I told you that it could have been me!!

KUALA LUMPUR: A woman was trapped in her car for two hours after a tree smashed into it at the height of a storm here.

The woman, in her 30s, was driving along Jalan Tun Razak at 5pm when the 6m tree uprooted by strong winds landed on her Nissan Serena.

Driving down Jln Tun Razak, not feeling well I headed off early, dropping of a co-cowkrer at Ampag Park... Passing the underpass at the golf club I proceeded forward coming out of the under pass, driving forward near RHB (Opposite Time) I head horns blaring behind me and in my review mirror I could see something leaves on the road, quickly pulling into the RHB lane getitng down from the car I looked back to see a whole broken off across 4 lanes, I was shaken thinking I had just driven thru that earlier.

Walking to the area thinking how I could help, I felt my hand shaking, heart pounding, I found a Nissan Serena and a few other cars trapped under. Worse was the Nissan pinned under, calling emergency services, as slowly the crowd help release the other cars. The tree fell across 4 lanes.

The most serious damage was near 2 lanes by the gold course. Damm it was nervy and scary, soon emergency services


II consider this a brush with death, maybe I’d decide that my life needed to change - that there is no reason why I should live the way I am. That life is too short. Everybody does things because they think they have to. That it’s their responsibility as adults. People say that you should enjoy life like every day might be your last…but do people really think like that??

I think different people have ways of dealing with these questions. Some people actually take themselves to the brink of life and death, day after day. Take for instance, rock climbers. Is it just fun? Or is it a way of staring death in the face, so as to validate their very existence? maybe I need something to validate my own existence.

But why are there so many people who don’t know why they are alive…people who don’t feel their existence IS valid, and so seek it out in ways that, to me, seem wrong. You shouldn’t have to face death to experience life. You shouldn’t become a hooker, a drug addict, a “successful” business person to validate you reason to be alive. People spend their lives “climbing the corporate ladder”, and what happens when they get to the top? They keep climbing.

Take a moment, break free of the chains that shackle you. I know I did. To a pleasent weekend away. Commie here I come

Today Is A Gift - Touching

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm-in-arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Deadlines & Idiots

Somehow English can get lost in translation especially when translating to English. Go figure. People sometimes dun understand the simplest of excuses and reasoning when the truth could be starign them in the face, they choose to stick to their beliefs. Deadlines looms on tenders and RFQ working hard to resolve it and maybe I can get away early.... and get some sleep...

We got looming business and expecially handling communication with a team that has a 12 hour difference with you does take its toll and stretch the response time. Part and parcel of long distance business partnerships

If all we have to do is open our eyes to a truth which is staring us in the face, why hasn't it already happened? Maybe I'm blind, but is everyone else blind, too?

the simplest way to keep from getting burned

Trust is a fragile thing. Once earned, it affords us tremendous freedom. But once trust is lost, it can be impossible to recover. Of course the truth is, we never know who we can trust. Those we're closest to can betray us, and total strangers can come to our rescue. In the end, most people decide to trust only themselves. It really is the simplest way to keep from getting burned.

Wish this week would go away

Cant recall where the week went?

Monday - No futsal
Wednesday - No badminton

No workout this week, lots of stress, deadlines, principal visits, met Macroman from Singapore was good to see him. Offered a job in Singapore not sure if I wanna go back there. Ironically L sms me the same thing. Told Macro I gave up a lot to come back here not sure I an ready to live a life there again.

I sometimes wish the work would bugger off. There has been principal visits past few week and I guess it taking it toll on me.

Yesterday pouring rain was the pits, so god damm heavy drank some Rhinathiol slept and woke up late inot the night, a light dinner.

Today morning woke up to find news of death again, this time a distant uncle who I was close to back in the 80's pass away this morning, woke up at 4am to the call, rush to make the visit before heading into the office.

He lived to a ripe age for 94, I wonder if I would live that long or want to live that long. Thats a topic for another blog.

Friday Scuddie and Commie will drop by me place, 1st time Commie dropping over after his accident. Scuddie would be the 1st time after the WC finals.

Sat I am a chuffer, Sun I want to sleep.

Sigh I wish this week would disappear

An interesting comment in the NST today

Nation

Monday August 21, 2006

Living in a mad, mad world

Comment by SUHAINI AZNAM

TWO years ago, a man fell to his death from the 10th floor of the office block opposite ours. It was lunchtime and a crowd soon filled the sidewalk, gawking. Someone kindly covered him with a newspaper.

His wife and daughters were grief-stricken.

When someone falls to his death, it is not the person's failure in life. It is society’s failure to listen to him.

In an ideal world, everyone should have a handful of people they can trust to unburden to. And these confidantes should not feel that their friends' problems are a burden.

At Hospital Kuala Lumpur (HKL), patients seeking psychiatric help fill the waiting room. Other patients shun them. Once in a while, one will bolt screaming. And other patients will exchange silent looks that say: “Orang gila (mad person).”

This is the stigma when society does not know how to cope with someone who has fallen from its “norm.”

Who is to say really that the unkempt guy with bedraggled locks wandering on the flyover is not the sane one, shouting at society with his fist in the air. In his own world, he might have a valid point.

Remember the politically incorrect joke about escaping from Tanjung Rambutan or Tampoi – the two towns that house mental hospitals?

Experts say that for every known case, many more are cloaked in silence for fear of the stigma of having a “psychiatric disorder.”

When you die

An odd thing happens when we die, our senses vanish. Taste, touch, smell and sound become a distant memory, but our sight? Ah, our sight expands and we can suddenly see the world we left behind so clearly. Of course most of what's visible to the dead could also be seen by the living, if they would only take the time to look.

The right to die

Who decides whether a life is worth living or not? You? Me? The Man!!?? Many people say they would rather die than suffer in great pain, or be trapped in a vegetative state. Should people have the right to decide when and how they will die? Should others -- their families, their doctors, the government -- be able to decide for them? What is the choice was in ur hands, you had to decide who dies and who lives? How about your life? How if you choose to die?

Death, the process of dying, has become far more complicated than it once was. 100 ago, most people died at home of illnesses that medicine could do little to defeat. Now technology has created choices for dying patients and their families, choices that raise basic questions about human dignity and what constitutes a "good death."

Most people die in hospitals or institutions where the staff makes a valiant effort to keep patients alive until there is no reasonable chance of recovery. At what price? For many people, that's exactly what they want: a no-holds-barred effort to fight off death as long as possible. For others facing terminal illness, however, there may come a point where the fight no longer seems worth it. Those patients may find their wishes and those of their families overlooked as physicians juggle medical, legal and moral considerations. In most cases, medical professionals have considerable discretion in deciding when additional efforts to sustain life are futile and a patient should be allowed to die.

Is it right?