Bodoh bangang pundek

Engkau ni bodoh la. Kalau tak tinggal kotak rokok kosong bersepah atas meja orang tak boleh ke? Apa, engkau ingat aku ni orang gaji engkau?
Tak lama esok 'telor' engkau pun ko tinggal merata-rata. Baca lagi!

Axe rock

Killer melodies.
Dramatic intros.
Super killer solo guitar.
Multiple riffs of solo.
Ass kicking drum beats.
Music that have soul in it.

All that is rock man. Cant never get enough of it. Not just some lame ass one-tune band-ees that churn out almost the same drumbeat and riff every album (read: Offspring).

Deep Purple, Whitesnake, Black Sabbath, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zep, Frank Zappa, Pink Floyd (this one is psychedelic), Metallica (pre Load era), Aerosmith, Iron Maiden. Heck, even Tenacious D rocks.  

We have (or had) Sweet Charity, Lefhanded, Search, Wings, Crossfire, and dozens more.

Most of the names above are history. Some of em might be even dead. But is there no continuity? No more ‘rock kangkang’ follower? No more kids jamming Taming Sari by Wings? I bet you would get a surprised look from people outside the studio if you jam to that tune. “Lagu apa tuh?”, they would say.

It might not be cool to wear hotpants or tight jeans anymore, like The Darkness. But arent any local band out there following their musical footstep? Or the mind of every kids today is filled with MTV-material music like hip-hop and nu-age? I came across a disturbing fact from a Korn video that they opted to use hip-hop artist in their music video because traditional rock music video arent getting much airwaves. I am not surprised. Turn on MTV, and you’ll see lots of booty-shaking being done.

By the way, Oasis is coming to, yes, our neighbour Singapore. Malaysia tak rock, tak payah singgah.

And to the fickle minded law enforcer, layan rock and wearing black doesn’t mean we are worshipping the devil.

I have to be careful after this. I don’t wanna be caught while listening to Black Sabbath. Baca lagi!

Bottoms up!

(Virgin) Margarita

0.5oz Lemon juice
0.5oz Orange juice
1.5oz Sour Mix

Rub lime on the rim of glass. Dip it in salt to coat it.
Mix Lemon juice, orange juice and Sour Mix in a tumbler with some ice. Shake it until bubbly.
Pour into glass filled with ice.

Sour Mix recipe:

2.5 cups sugar
2 cups water
2 cups Lime juice (the mix should taste a bit tart. So adjust the lime/sugar ratio to your taste)
1 egg white

Make a syrup mix from the sugar and water. When cool, add Lime juice and egg white. Shake well. Refrigerate.

Drink responsibly! Baca lagi!

I'm no Superman

What is it with Johor women? Not that there's anything wrong with them, but im just curious. Especially when it comes to religion. On many accounts, I have come upon women from Johor (JB to be specific) that claim they are religously sound, yet they broke some of the simplest rule of it. Not that they killed or commit adultery, but still, defiance to the same laws that applies to everbody else. And this is just my personal observation. I am not lashing out at anybody here.

Example no. 1

Zainah Anwar, Executive Director of Sisters in Islam. At the young age of 51, this fiesty, single, women activist hails from JB. She said : “I know about Islam. I am from Johor, I went to sekolah agama when I was a girl, read Mutaal Badrin.”

How about that? Mutaal Badrin is a compulsary reading if you go to sekolah agama in JB, if Im not mistaken. I have tried reading it. Aint easy I tell you. But, count me out ‘coz im still jahil.

She went to the famous Sultan Ibrahim Girls School.

Example no.2

My sister-in-law. An esteemed architect by her standards, she too is from JB. As a mother and wife, her non-apparent traits of both has somewhat contradict to her upbringing. Heck, she even went to umrah when nobody in this household ever did. A bright star, but fades way too quickly.

She received her secondary education at Muzaffar Syah, Melaka where water could be scarce. Hence, showering probably not a routine activity. Hehe.

Example no. 3

My ex-girlfriend. She too, went to SIGS. Just like Miss Zainah. Well, im not going to talk much about her, ‘coz she might be reading this. Plus, I don’t have bad things to say ‘bout her. And, she too read Mutaal Badrin.

So what is the connection between the three of them? Maybe a lot. But I will just point one. None of them, abide the simple rule of covering up. Not their bodies. But their hair. Isnt that the simplest thing to do? If it’s the simplest thing to do, it might as well the simplest thing to not do.

But one woman stands out, and its Zainah. For crying out loud, you are the head of an organisation that fight for women rights. Muslim women rights. And yet, you are like that. Im not saying that you are on the wrong side of the river. Probably if I ask you why you don’t wear a jilbab, you might have a 1,000 answers that can render me speechless.

Liberal. Maybe that’s the word. So if liberal, than we can go out to clubs, party and all, and be back just in time for Subuh, right?

Baca lagi!

Smelly

Smell of sweat, motobike fumes and 'lok-lok' sauce, mixed together to form a distinct aroma of the New Year. The sight of huundreds of thousand people taking over the road; looking like a street mob in action, making it hard to move. Though it was raining earlier, the rain somehow 'conspired' with them organisers of concerts, rave parties,fireworks and what not to stop the rain and give way. Shuck. I was hoping the rain would get heavier, so there's no parties/concerts/fireworks so I can get on my own way. But, them organisers prevail, and KL was buzzing with activity. But most of them, endured traffic jams, and petulant smelly people just to watch the city hall waste some few thousand ringgit on foreworks, and leave.What a weird country this is. I am bereft of words to describe it. Baca lagi!

Impulse

When you're feeling down and out of shape, go shopping.
Buy the 3rd thing that caught your eye.
Have dinner at a junk-cum fast-food joint.
End the day with a Mojito. Baca lagi!

Rock vs Ironman

Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all
Or if he moves will he fall?
Is he 'live or dead?
Has he thoughts with in his head?
We'll just pass him there,
Why should we even care?



Black Sabbath - Ironman

Baca lagi!

Life

Dear God,

Can you please stop life from me? Baca lagi!

HIgh n Dry

Tonight, I met with an old friend, Jack. We havent met for a long time as I can remember. Well, the thing is, my day wasnt that good. In fact, it was horrible. Lucky I met Jack. At least I can keep my mind off it for a while. He and his charm just puts me in another dimension. Free of worries. Even for a moment. Maybe just what I needed. Maybe.

Fortunate of us, Steve White is performing. I dont know much about this guy but he sure is a hell of a guitar player. He even played his own rendition of Bunyi Gitar. So, Steve kept us entertained for the night.

Hmm... to those who made my day horrible today, fuck you. Baca lagi!

Kembang bontot

Kimberly Yap wears gold in the inaugural women triathlon event at the 23rd SEA Games in Manila.

How great is that? first time buat dah sapu gold! And fact: She started triathlon less than 1 year ago. She is 20.

Aku sungguh bangga!

Aku nak buat celebration run esok, bawak bendera Malaysia keliling taman KLCC. Ha! Baca lagi!

Carol Vessey

To my Carol, this is for you.




And so it is, Ed Stevens has left the building... Baca lagi!

Story telling time

Its 1:50 am. And its story time.

Tadi Afiq main dengan kakak, best. Afiq main mainan Afiq dengan kakak. And then, Afiq buum and then kakak *shrieking* and then kakak lumpat. Ok, goodnight.

Kids, arent they just adorable?

*Huh, wait till you get one and play with them diapers la!* Btw, I'm tired of reading about diapers oredi. Did you know that 64% of moms wake up in the middle of the night to change diapers?

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Too old to party la. Imagine I can just sit there at the bar with my Shirley Temple, and oblivious to the show, watched Everton beat Toonies. But that was until three half-drunk girls sat next to me la. ngeh ngeh ngeh. But my mind was far away to concentrate on the girls. Eye candy jer. Neway, credits to Ali n Zarin for the backdoor pass. Eventho I had to split earlier, I had a good time.

*pasni, boleh masuk kot pintu blakang lagi!*

newsflash: Barca 4 - Racing 1 *baru aku tau perasaan penyokong Chelsea* Baca lagi!

Osman Jailani

Its hard not to tell, whether fate is playing with you or not. Sometimes, its a test. Other times, they just give. You might say, "Hey that fucker is a real piece of shit than I am, but why does he get all the things?". You might just say that when things arent going your way. Ah..Im just dramatising here. Bla bla bla. I might just write a grainy documentary about how life should be.

*******

It has been a while since I had that punch-drunk look on my face. I usually had that whenever I finish a run that's more than 2 hours. Missed the feeling of dry salt on my skin, instead of sheens of sweat that would have been present if I'm not a salty sweater. Yeah, I can cook a decent meal after my runs with the salt I produce. Au naturel. Haha. 4 months to go. Will I do it? Should I? Well just to be darn emotional, I wont have anybody waiting for me at the finish line. Thats kind of sad after a gruelling 42k, aint it? Maybe I'll do it once I have somebody waiting for me at the finish line.

Huh, pathetic idiot.

Well maybe I'll just do it. 'Cos nowdays, who cares? Baca lagi!

Ed Stevens

What a way to retain your title. Through a rematch. Sergio Mora vs Peter Manfredo Jr. The outcome: Mora retained his title. Well, everybody deserves a second chance. Manfredo did better with his. But not good enough. Which you might ask, is it worth it to give a second chance?

Stallone said that, "Life is about two things. Its either a fight or a race."

******

Motorola V3 Razr. Look cool eh? I'll be cleaning up toilets for the rest of my life to buy that sort of mobile. But, some people have their way. Keeping up with the jonesy or just plain boasting about your disposable income. I dunno.

For all I know, I might buy myself an O2. Haha.

*****

To a certain Carol Vassey, hi. Baca lagi!

Pangako Sayo

Gila best. Most of the game this week, were won by three-goal scoreline. Liverpool won 3-0, Barca won 3-0 as well and ManU won 3-1. Without Keane. Siapa la yang nak ganti Keane.

Minggu ni, banyak giler junk food went thru my throat. Chocloates, McD’s, burger sepah, teh tarik, dan apa juga sampah yang boleh sumbat la. Dahsyat. Everynite I will scour the kitchen to look for something to nibble. Fortunately, I don’t gain much weight. Tak tau la tapi maybe about 500g or so je. Hey, I’m blessed with high metabolic rate. Don’t envy me coz im beautiful. Hahahah!

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I think my brain is getting slower. Termakan semut kot.

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Speaking of junk food, I've just finished watching Supersize Me, a documentary film about the effects of obesity and other health problems that McD brings. The guy, who happens to be the film maker, is on McD diet for 30 days and he must have 3 square meals everyday. From 185lbs, his weight plummets to 210lbs in 30 days! His cholesterol levels, soared up the roof. His liver, is 'pickling' like of an alcoholic. Damn. McD could do you shit. And guess what. The time he took to lose those 25lbs, is 4 months (if im not mistaken).

So those who wants to gain some weight, go and include McD in one of your meals for 10 days. You'll sure to gain weight.

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Look, I have caused enough trouble. I dont need to do more.

Baca lagi!

apaapa

Its easier if you can see what future lies for you. Isnt it? Yeah, I know thats not how things goes. If that is the case then I can start buying nombor ekor. 3D? 4D? 3+1D? Gila apa orang yang beratur beli nombor ekor tu. And sadly, some of them are Malays.

Meski telah memiliki telaga
Tangan masih memegang tali
Sedang orang mencapai timba.
Berbuahlah pisang tiga kali
Melayu itu masih bermimpi
Walaupun sudah mengenal universiti
Masih berdagang di rumah sendiri.

Usman Awang

Pendatang Burma pun boleh jadi kaya raya kat tanah kita ni! Percayalah! Orang Melayu, gemarnya kerja enteng. Main untung atas angin. Kontrak yang ada dijual ke orang lain. Jadi broker kontrak. Usahanya biar sikit. Janji untung besar. Orang yag dapat peluang, dibazirkan peluang tu. Orang yang tak dapat peluang, makin susah nak dapat peluang.

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30 kilo beras pulut is hell lot. Imagine kacau wajik with 30kg pulut? Tercabut tangan aku. Haha. Tapi untungnya besar lah. Peluhnya pun banyak.

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Ali, beli nasik makan sorang. Hehe..

Baca lagi!

Divine intervention

I was supposed to race last Sunday. But I didnt make it to the starting line. Somehow, it might have been a 'divine intervention' from the powers that be to prevent me from racing that day. I was down with food poisoning and fever.

I heard everybody had fun. Grunge, in his first tri race as a relay team got 10th. Erin set a blistering time of 28:04 for her swim. Fuyoh. And Grunge, you not bad osso la. 54 mins. That supposed to be PR rite? Ajeep osso I heard went all the way till 7th lap. Azwar got 20th, Eugene got 3rd (bila mamat ni nak kalahkan foreigners?) and the lurvley Vic defended her title.

Well, congratulations all. Hope the regulars will comeback stronger next year and the newbies, I hope you get the bug. The tri bug.

to Norman, if you're reading this: nko boleh plak bangun pagi Ahad ek? khakhakhaa..... Baca lagi!

My Stupid Mouth

My stupid mouth
Has got me in trouble
I said too much again
To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see
She was offended
She said "well anyway..."
Just dying for a subject change

Oh, another social casualty
Score one more for me
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one soon

We bit our lips
She looked out the window
Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper
I played a quick game of chess with the
salt and pepper shaker
And I could see clearly
An indelible line was drawn
Between what was good, what just
slipped out and what went wrong

Oh, the way she feels
about me has changed
Thanks for playing, try again.
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one

I'm never speaking up again It only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
Than she desert me

Oh I'm never speaking up again
Starting now

One more thing
Why is it my fault?
So maybe I try too hard
But it's all because of this desire
I just wanna be liked, I just wanna be funny
Looks like the jokes on me
So call me captain backfire

Oh, another social casualty
Score one more for me
How could I forget?
Mama said "think before speaking"
No filter in my head
Oh, what's a boy to do
I guess he better find one

I'm never speaking up again. It only hurts me
I'd rather be a mystery
Than she desert me

Oh I'm never speaking up again
Starting now

John Mayer

Baca lagi!

Mintak nyawa!

Yesterday, i thougt of testing ke'poweran' of my running. You know la after a while tak lari race pace, things get rusty. Indeed. End up the whole pengunjung Tasik Titiwangsa saw me berlari macam nenek tua semalam. Dengan gaya yg lagi dasyat dari Paula Radcliff. And it was a minute slower than usual. Perghh. Sums up, status triathlon this sunday is just for FUN.

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Before I went running, I actually wanted to berenang. *Yan, jom berenang oi!* Tapi pool selayang tu selamba tutup tak ikut time. babi. Inilah dia public services. Korokmu! Sekali aku berak dalam pool tu baru tau! Dah camna ni tak train berenang? Nak jadi last lagik out of the water? Bukit Jalil ramai national athlete. Cheras water polo buat training. Mano den nak poei?

*****

Jalan dah start jem, kedai dah banyak bukak, orang kat kedai mamak pun dah ramai. Everything back to normal after a week long holiday. Now, mulalah acara open haus yang berderet-deret starting this weekend. Makan lagi. Tapi aku tarak kisah punya. Genetically slim. Hehehe... Kalau terasa berat sikit, pi lari laa. Tak pun pi kayuh beskal besi tu ke. Speaking of beskal, last sunday i went DOWN hulu langat trail. Went down sebab i was from kuala pilah. So aku ikut Jelebu>>Hulu Langat>>Ampang *konon nak lari dari jem*. Jalan dia, fuyoh! Kalau siapa yg dok buat Broga loop tu, aku memang tabik spring la. toing toing toing!! Jalan macam ular, dah lak tu, berbukit-bukit! Anyway sampai hulu langat tu, jalan dia not bad jugak la. banyak bukit and still winding. Hmm...bila nak kayuh ke situ ah? Baca lagi!

Raya jugak ye...

Despite tak berkuih raya, people sambut raya jugak la. Raya is raya, no other way about it. Walaupun tak buat kuih raya. Yang ada cuma ketupat daun palas, rendang minang, ketupat nasi with kuah kacang and kek buah. Yang lain sumer kerepek and kacang. Hahaha. Orang laki mana nak buat biskut raya duh. Kalau anda perhatikan, yang perempuan cuma dua. Seorang dah berumur dan tak larat. Yang tinggal sorang lagi hanya buat kuih raya untuk 'hadiah' (or in other words, menunjuk) kat orang kampung dia. So, takde la biskut raya. Beli? Sori la, kalau tak sedap, sampai tahun depan pun tak abis lagi. Gerenti.

Lepas berdrama swasta (mintak ampun satu famili) pagi tu, we all gerak ke Kualo Pilah visiting relatives on my dad's side. I have no datuk or nenek anymore. Just managed to meet with nenek belah bapak. She died 9 years ago. Other than that, nada. And, aku tak penah merasa jadik cucu pun. God bless her soul.

Kat Kolo Pilah, singgah rumah sepupu bapak aku di hilir. And, home made lomang welcomed us. Pergh, yang dinanti-nanti! Lemang KL tak best la, even Pak Ali ke, Pak Abu ke, hapa ke. Kena pulak ngan teh kaw. Adoih. And for the sake of menyental, my mom already booked 2 batang lemang untuk dibawa balik. Hahhaah...gluttony!
There, jumpa la ramai sepupu bapak aku and some sepupu aku. Sepupu aku ni ada yang albino. So cik adik sekalian, takyah la cari saya buat laki, nanti anak kuar jadi putih.

Lepas tu plak, headed on to hulu plak. Yes. Ulu Gachong. To the house where my dad was born. At the gate....


...ada sekor anak kambing tersepit! Hahaha!!!! Puas la mengembek kambing tu mintak tolong. Lama jugak aku tak jejak kaki kat rumah ni. Well, the fact that takde sapa except mak ngah n pak ngah n my albino cousin doesnt make it interesting. But, this is the nearest thing to kampung that I have.
Aku ingat lagi sebelum ada proper plumbing, aku kena mandi kat perigi yang sejuk. Buurrrr!! And kalau tengah malam nak kencing, tak pegi dah kat belakang umah tu. Pakai bukak tingkap, currrrrrr! Golap gilo malam wei! Petang-petang, sibuk main 'orang-orangan' kat bendang. Main tembak senapang buluh. Main sliding kat tangga batu sampai terseliuh tangan. Those were the days.

Malam tu pulak, elektrik tak cukup or not enough voltage. Gila. Sebijik macam zaman sebelum perang (except tv n astro ada pulak!!?). So makan dalam gelap la kitaorang. Cuma diterangi cahaya lilin. Nasib baik tak tido sana. Kalau tak, jenuh mengipas laa..



On the way balik, 'street king' sedang menunggu atas jalan. Bukan mat rempit, tapi LEMBU. Lembu kat sana jadi raja atas jalan. Tido, lepak, berak atas jalan. Sampai kekadang berebut jalan ngan menatang tu. Tapi tu ok lagi. Cuba pegi Jemapoh (where I have some relatives as well), lagi bersepah lembu dia. From Jemapoh to Manchestee. Hehe.

All in all, it was a good way to spend first raya visiting rather than terperuk kat rumah tengok tv. Kalau dulu, tv selalu tunjuk sarkis. Sekarang, sibuk tunjuk Mawi and AF pelancau tu. Kalau korang takde, lagi ramai rakyat Malaysia berziarah tau! Baca lagi!