Wednesday, 26 November 2008

'INTERESTING' NOTICES...

I'm back from a long 'holiday'. Actually the holiday was only two weeks. It's the 'things to do' prior to the trip that took much of my blogging time .
I've just ran through my mails..... wow! hundreds of them.
I'm still trying to do some reading but the temptation to be 'here' is too strong.
I will post my holiday's adventures once I've download my photos (I found that my camera only holds Andrew's face so I have to wait till he gets his camera here)
Awh... can't help but share these 'funny' notices I've gotten in my mail










Tuesday, 4 November 2008

POEMS FOUND IN TOILETS




THE 'FUTURE' IS IN YOUR HAND , HOLD IT GENTLY'

Excellent poems by not so famous poets... found on toilet doors and
walls.......

A budding poet trying his best...
Here I lie in stinky vapor,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.

Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted

Someone who had a different experience wrote,
You're lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!

Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets.
I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think.


There are also people who come in for a different purpose...
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come
here to scratch my balls ,
And read the bullshit on the walls....

Toilets walls also double as job advertisement space.......
(written high upon the wall)
If you can piss above this line, the Singapore Fire Department wants you.


Ministry of Environment advertisement.
We aim to please!
You aim too! Please


On the inside of a toilet door:
Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.

And finally, this should teach some a lesson...
Sign seen at a restaurant:
The hands that clean these toilets also make your food...please aim
properly.

Saturday, 1 November 2008

LOVE OR......YELLOW PAGES

CELEBRATE THE WIFE...

This is an interesting article that caught my attention...



NST
2008/09/20
PAST PRESENT: My wife and I lived all alone,...
By : A. Kathirasen

....contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, and things went on right merrily. — Robert Creeley



Is there such a thing? Of course. When there are all manner of days to celebrate this, that and the other, why not one to celebrate the wife?

After all, how often do married men sit back and consider the work done by their wives?

Take me, for example. When I prepare to leave for work, freshly-ironed clothes are available. Guess who ironed them?

I sit down at the dining table, and, hey presto, breakfast is served. Guess who prepares breakfast?

When I return from work, guess who is waiting to greet me? And guess who makes me a hot drink? And guess who keeps the house nice and tidy?

No, it's not the maid, lah.

But some people do have maids who take care of the mundane things such as house cleaning and washing.

Unlike in the distant past, many wives, especially in urban areas, are holding jobs and, therefore, maids have become necessary. And the rich wives, why would they want to spend time cleaning when they can go shopping or watch Brad Pitt smooching on video?

Also, given the stress on gender equality, wives today are more confident of themselves and, some husbands lament, often grab the driver's seat.

While men may vehemently deny it in public, in private some would agree with Bill Cosby who said: "Let us now set forth one of the fundamental truths about marriage: the wife is in charge."

Hmm ... could all the above have contributed to a depreciation in wife appreciation?

Although we still hear of wife abuse, the lot of the wife has improved tremendously. For in the past, the husband, as "lord and master", could physically punish her if he so desired without anyone batting an eye.

It would be understandable if not every husband rushes to appreciate his wife, particularly so if he is being trampled upon by a termagant or whipped by a vicious virago. Their feelings would be best expressed by these lines from the poet John Dryden:

"Here lies my wife: here let her lie!
Now she's at rest, and so am I".

But most husbands, I would venture to think, are fortunate enough not to fall in this category. (Is that a chorus of Nay that I hear? Nah, must be the wind.)

Husbands should not see their wives simply as sex objects. And I don't mean it in the sense that comedian Les Dawson says: "My wife is a sex object -- every time I ask for sex, she objects."

Neither should they open the car door only in circumstances described by Prince Philip:

"When a man opens a car door for his wife, it's either a new car or a new wife."

But seriously, taking care of the house and turning it into a home can be much more tiring than working in the office.

DID you hug your wife yesterday? In case you did not know, it was Wife Appreciation Day.

Most often, wives just carry on doing their chores without complaint. Only when they fall sick, or are incapacitated, do husbands realise their pivotal role in the home

When a husband shifts his thoughts from the few times his wife has angered him to the many things she does for him and the family, he would learn to appreciate her better. Ditto, for the wife.

It is part of human tragedy that we usually appreciate a family member or friend after they have died or left us. While they live, we take them for granted.

So, go ahead, hug your spouse today and while you are at it, hug your parents and your children.

Do it everyday. And smile while you're doing it. It's a wholesome feeling.

Sunday, 19 October 2008

LYEONNA'S BIRTHDAY





October 10 2008, Yona offically become a teenager.... her 13th birthday.
We didn't planned any birthday party or even small 'makan' as the day was school day and that night too was the exact night Lydia's concert was held.
Tickets for the concert/dinner was at RM50 each but that didn't ditter anyone from buying. Infact all tickets were sold up days ahead and I only managed to get one for myself. Poor Yona, she wanted so much to go.
In the end thou, she did tagged along but had to sit a bit further away from the dinner table (upstage with the rest of the preformers).

I had bought her a birthday cake and we sort of blew candles during lunch time. Just for the sake of making that once a year birthday wish.
Andrew came back from KK in the evening with another surprise birthday cake though.
Guess she'll be getting two wishes this year.


The cake that I got for her.....


This is the one that Andrew got her...

GETTING TO THE ROOT OF THE NAME SABAH

This is an article taken from the New Straits Time. I just feel that as Sabahan, It's something we should read .

2008/09/16
Getting to root of the name Sabah
By : Jaswinder Kaur

FROM "North Borneo" to "Sabah", just how did the state get its name?

The quest to discover the origins of Sabah's name took me deep into the Internet and volumes of journals and articles.

My first stop was the search engine Google which took me to websites on names for babies. Sabah, the websites explained, is a girl's name and means morning in Arabic. In Africa, it refers to the sunrise.

The only reference in the Internet to how Sabah got its name is detailed in a couple of blogs, with information pieced together from a variety of sources.

One blog entry claimed the name was widely used in the 15th century when Sabah was part of Brunei and that it referred to pisang saba, a type of banana which grew well along the coast.

Interestingly, Seludang cropped up as an old name for Sabah. According to a blog, it was used in reference to this region in a Javanese poem dating back to 1365.

Obviously, I couldn't get all the information I needed on the Web, so I went to the Sabah state library.

In volume seven of the 1981-1982 Sabah Society Journal, I found a nine-page article by Allen R. Maxwell titled The Origin of the Name Sabah.

Maxwell did not mention the banana theory but he dismissed the numerous theories and meanings ascribed to the name Sabah in published literature as "fanciful suggestions" because there was a lack of supporting evidence.

He said a study on the subject suggested that Sabah was derived from the Malay word sabak which is the place for or act of boiling to extract palm sugar. Again, he ruled out this theory due to lack of evidence.

Maxwell also says that in Bruneian Malay, saba means downstream but other studies say it means upstream. Sabah is located to the northwest, or upstream of Brunei.



"The other sense of meaning of the word saba, and the one which specifically gives rise to the name of the state of Sabah, is much less general, and refers specifically to the northern portion of the island of Borneo.

"The published literature abounds in examples of this usage, but different authors seem to place an almost endless variety of only slightly different interpretations on this sense of meaning," Maxwell adds.

"Various authors indicate that Sabah is a local name, a Malay name, an old Malay name, a native name, an old native name or an indigenous and Brunei people's name; a name referring to portions of the northwest coast of Borneo, northern Borneo, north of Brunei, or the territory of the British North Borneo Company."

A few days later, I found myself flicking through old books at a small corner of the Sabah Museum library.

I came across Volume Four of the Sabah Society Journal 1969-70 which had an article titled The Prehistory of Sabah by Tom and Barbara Harrisson.

According to the authors, most names in Borneo had their roots buried in prehistory, and were "beyond any hope of further disentanglement".

"Most Sabahans take their state's title for granted. They are wise to do so... Sabah is better considered as a word of obscure local origin," the Harrissons wrote.

Realising that I was not likely to get any more answers, my attention turned to why, after being called North Borneo for 82 years from the time of the British North Borneo Chartered Company in 1881 until independence in 1963, the state's name was changed to Sabah.

In the state's annual report for 1963, published the following year, it was stated that the legislative council had voted unanimously that the British colony should become independent on Aug 31 under the name of Sabah, but it did not give any reasons. From that date, North Borneo became known officially as Sabah.

Former Sabah state secretary Tan Sri Richard Lind, who was in the civil service during British rule, told me that the matter of changing North Borneo's name to Sabah was raised well before independence by the late Tun Mustapha Harun, who later went on to serve as head of state and chief minister.

"There was a lot of objections from Governor Roland Turnbull who said the whole world already knew North Borneo.

"It took over two years and there was a debate over it," Lind said.

He said the word Sabah was not commonly used during British rule but that the Native Courts called the region negeri Sabah.

"I served as a district officer once and I know that the native courts used the word Sabah. They never called it North Borneo," he said.

I also found a book published five years before the state's independence, called Sabah Men At Work, in the North Borneo Social Studies series which indicated that the name Sabah was known to the public.

A much earlier use of the name was in Joseph Hatton's book The New Ceylon, being a sketch of British North Borneo, or Sabah in 1881.

As Maxwell had pointed out, the study of the origin of place names can be fascinating, informative and rewarding

Sunday, 12 October 2008

QUEEN OF THE NIGHT

This is how it looks as I first saw it...
Bakawali... Bunga Raja...Ric Rac cactus...
queen of the night...Epiphyllum anguliger.









By ten the next morning....
I had the most wonderful feeling going through me after seeing this plant that has been growing around my garden without much care bloom for the first time. Quite by accident that I stumbled upon the blooming process sometime around 9 p.m. about a month ago . It was already almost to it's full bloom when I saw it.
It has been in my collection of plants for years but have never gotten much attention from me. It's a 'messy' plant and all I ever did was prune it in order to keep it to a managable size. I don't quite remember where the original 'mother' plant is now but I know this plant is a cutting that I have cast away and had managed to survive in a giant pot meant for a bouganvilla plant. It was growing strong and healthy that I somehow let it be each time I weed the pot.

Maybe blooming was a sign that I should give it more than a thought now. I have heard friends talked about how beautiful the flower is but have never really seen one bloom before... more so one that is planted in my garden.
It's really an easy /not much bother to grow plant (hidup sendiri lah kira).

To see it in full bloom is truly a rare sight to behold evenif they don't last very long. Just a night to be exact ( thus the name queen of the night). I was all wilted by noon.
There is a saying that abundance luck beholds for the owner should his or her plant ever bloom.... (me la tu konon). I saw Andrew 'talk' to the flower while 'hitting' it with his four D tickets.... ha ha ha kena patan.
I decided to write about this event as yesterday it bloom again.
Second time ?... aha... double abundance luck lah ni.. ( mega toto draw is up to it's max RM20million.. mungkin tunggu aku tu)

)


This is the second bloom... I managed to catch it at its fullest bloom


.... and I managed a picture with the flower eventhough it was a little bit dark.
Beautiful right?.... the flower la