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nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

it's the season of the caterpillars. along the path, you see them crawling, you see them smashed by the footsteps.....

marathon man was wondering what type of butterfly will these little boney, dark brown caterpillars will turn into.

early birds catch the worms - there's some truth to it. as the sun rises, the caterpillars disappear into the their hiding places.

and why do they appear again the next morning, crawling all over the path? looking for something? what?

somebody said, there's always an explanation to everything. like when a doctor encounters some miracle cure, keeps on insisting there's no such thing as a miracle.... there must be an explanation out there, only it may not be apparent for the time being.

is miracle not an explanation?

yes, if you define explanation as some language that can be understood by the common people, or in a scientific sense, explanation is the cause of the effect. and the cause must be something within what normal human can understand..... and miracle invokes devine power.... but isn't divinity a normal concept that can be understood by if not all, most of the people?

or,divinity is just a catch-all concept, which in this case not accepted by every one.... so we have an exception here. just like pi is an irrational, transcendental number but is it a normal number? no one knows yet. though we know what is the meaning of normal, we do not know whether pi is normal. though we know things happen sometimes without any sensible explanation, but they happen, so can we not CATEGORIZE these as miracles? of course in the strictest sense of the word, which after exhaustive search for explanation, there's still none, then it's a miracle.

some ,miracles can be explained later by normal explanation, some just remain miracle for a long time, and who knows, some are actually miracles that require divinity for explanation!

while those caterpillars crawl in the morning, marathon man cannot help but feels a little odd that he exists at all, and that he thinks that he thinks. how does sure that it's not the caterpillars that make him have the illusion that he has his own identity..... with out the caterpillars, and all other things around, who would you think he would be?

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

you only know you are the loser in your dream.

marathon man dreamt of ah chan, she was that gentle and caring, and her smell, a not-over-powering, a slightly-scented-kind-of scent made him feel that they're back in those high-school days.

after that they separated. then life picked up and turned into another gear. he made himself the centre of his concern, and slowly she faded out of his thots, only rarely he remembers her.

but the dream last nite gave him the impression that, nothing has changed. he could not let go. he'loosing of her is a permanent regret, that he could do nothing to overcome.

the days of tentativeness, expectations of meeting one another, the possibilities and the uncertainties of the future all added up to what is known as romance.... and a soul mate gone un-requited.

life is full of regrets - you only admit they do matter in your dreams!

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

erection is an impulsive thing. that's wat pak lah will learn the bitter of acting on impulse.

he was a teacher, then a foreign minister then the pm. and with the nature of malay dominance, he, without doing so much hangs on to his position after mahathir stepped down. give him full marks for going against his former boss' policies, though generally he is not considered as an action pm. but he did little in terms of fighting corruption and also little in improving the livelihoods of the poor people, and not wise in pushing the religion boundaries of the indians.

marathon man's frens, all happy that the people's voices are finally heard. while singaporeans just woke up from their complacency of their security infallibility with the escape of mas salamat, the malaysians are writing history in their wise practice of the democratic process.

and perhaps the shocked changing of guards in states like penang and kedah shld also ring a bell in the pap's ears - that it will be sooner than later that they will be severely tested by the democratic means that they so much rely on to child-treat their people for so many years. a very exiciting road lies ahead for the malaysians, but can they take the steps ahead to make things work for them?

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

air level is a level above water level.

marathon man's fren's daughter just got her air level results, 1a, 2 b's and 2 c's..... shld be good enough for the local u.

some of the students get 9 a's. how they did it?

does it mean that the more a's the better?

student a, "hi, chump-lah.... i feilo all my subjects..... what am i gong to do?"

student b, "don't worry lah, you see a mechanic who was a detainee also outwitted a graduate minster. even mm also took out his hat for this guy's intelligence.... nobody would look at paper qualification that hard any more."

stadent a, "mm may not look at it as that important, but my father does!"

student b, "what's your father doing?"

student a , "he's a just a taxi driver. wihtout good result, i cannot get scholarship, and he don't have any other means for me to go u. why don't they also apply means testing for u application?"

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

why GOD?

is God short-circuiting the process of reasoning, so instead of going for the answer step by step, no matter how long it takes, just get the job done by assuming divinity. and voila, no need to go into the ever convoluting loops of logic and reasons to arrive at something meaningful. like how do you explain the working of the human mind.... start from the orgonization of the universe, the most fundamental subparticle level.....big bang, separation of forces, deflationary process, quarks, anti quarks, bosons, stars and galaxies, lives, and come back to how particles react, how cause and effect take place.......

now that seems to be the case that things should be pursued. if by reasoning and logical argument, one can arrive at the answer to any question, by questioning(the legitimate questions, not those np-complete, unsolvable type, like the traveling salesman problem) then why shld we need God?

ok, we can be totally scientific about everything, then can we solve the question : does God exist? or is it a np-complete problem?

marathon man came back to this problem again and again, everytime from slightly different angle.

is our logic universal, or rather multiversal, or trans-dimensional? meaning it works in this universe, it also works in a universe from another dimension, infact all universes from all dimensions?

or is the concept of cause and effect multiversal?

that, cause preceeds effect? that events are continum, one event follow the previous one, and has to be predictable if all the inputs are know?

but that's not what quantum theory says - everything is only predictable to a certain extent. extending this to common man language, whatever that we refer to as truth is only true for say 90% of the time. so if science says "there's no God." it could only mean "there's God sometimes". how often is that sometimes?

if marathon man is a scientist, a true scientist who only trust the scientific method, sooner or later he will get burnt out, or done in, in the process of seeking the truth, as it entails too many neuron operations, like a computer in an un-ending loop, hangs up and the only way is to reboot and bingo - it short-circuits everything. or it can program itself to jump out of the loop, by putting a time-out statement in the loop, to get things back to normal when it out of control. you see - G O D, is that statement.

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

marathon man today jogged in mcritchie, saw many soldiers, carrying weapons.

he asked one of the hockian-peng, "he... got see mat or not?"

"the big gun said, somebody said, he saw him hopping about from tree to tree in this area."

"ha, he became a monkey?"

"don't know lah, nowadays, without million-dollar reward, any tips from people is not reliable one.
believe it or not? up to you lah.

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maybe maybe only ah..... maybe char-koay-TEO, LIM-peh-swee, and all big guns who say, this fiasco is a blessing in disguise, shld be the ones get caught in the 8-hr jam.... see what they will say:

big gun one : haiya, what the ccccc? this wrong guy is really wrong in all things he do. how can he be no. 2? must be no.1 chose him because anybody else would be better than no. 1 himself.

big gun two : no need to complain lah - open your mouth - i'm high tide, let me pee into it!

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maybe, maybe only ah.... maybe he shld not resign because it's not his fault - instead mabok tan shld - because his ministry - the ministery of national development did not spec that all toilet windows must be grilled!

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another way to save thsi gahmen's credibility is to do a cabinet reshuffle, and kick wks out of the cabinet, if he still insists not resigning.

heard rumors saying that, cabinet reshuffle is coming soon. maybe instead of home ministry, he shld head the ministry without portfolio - take over lbh, heading the aging committee - he shld be more qualified to do that - everything also delay by 4-hour, by month, by....... that's what old men r doing.

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the coi investigation may only take a week to finish. but it would probably take another 3 weeks to go thru the big guns' spin. big guns' story tellers would have to screen-write a story of how to bring this shameful incident to the public, to appear to them as no-body's fault, to appear to them that if there's any fault in thsi whole thing, it's the public to be blamed.

why?

because the public did not close rank enough to catch him.

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with mat still at large, our minister couldn't care less, taking his absence from the country and make himself present in another country. is this irresponsibleness to its extreme? ultra-complacency in the midst all these complacency talks?

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guess who is the minister going to blah on the issue?

guess what he's going to say?

ah lim-kei-kiang : hmmm. mat escape.... oh..... good.... good for singapore, last time it cost a hairdo to do the mammogram, now it cost only an mms to catch this guy.... no porblem. and guess what, it's brought all singaporeans together. seldom we see people from all walks fo life distributing leaflets, and also stop down their vehicles and take the time to smell the roses along the way to woodland causeway! mat has taught us a lesson to slow down our pace and enjoy what we have.... is that wat all of you wanted in the first place, ha? so you have it now. why complain?

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it takes the sinagpore gahmen 40 years to get the singapore to the fast paced, 1st world economy. yet it only takes 1 mat, 14 days to drag it back to a state crawling, yawning and cursing debacle.

mm is right, the margin of error is really thin.... but the skin of the big giun are so thick that, the more mistakes they make, the more honest they are

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if mat is caught, many people will have the mat withdrawal symptom. then the shrink will earn a lot of money treating this type of cases.....

and our mr wrong will have to release him again, becos mr quah said not enough hospital to take in all these people.

so in the end, might as well let mat stay a bit longer outside until the yishun hospital is built.

agree or not?

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the cool, cool nite....... but mr wrong is in cambodia, not bearing any responsibility of the cold truth that he screwed up. screwed up big time...

how do you let somebody know that he needs to shoulder his responsibilities?

unless he is a boy, for an adult, if he shirks his responsibility, he could be put under the cane, at least for 6 strokes.

why?

simple lah - like a kid, if he is naughty, just cane him, to behave him.

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after the dinner, mat got hold of himself, and took a stroll in toa payoh, where it's wks constituancy..... many times, he got voted in without any contest. sure this time, any tom **** harry also can beat him.

mat went to cinema, the show - rule #1.,........ do not tell the minsiter what to do, let him do it, and let him screw it up big time!

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do you know who is mat's sponsor?

it's the mr lee. lee who?

lee the sian tau, long lah long kee.....

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today, newspaper reported nitizens asking pak lah to resign..... big big word word more.

how come they never reported netizens also asking mr wong to resign?

many netizens already voiced their demand for mr wong to resign. still keep very quiet on that. at least must come out big headline:

"angry netizens from ypap forum asking mr wong to resign"

then list down some of the names and some talk-kock from the ypap forum to support the fact.

then more people would read this forum, then pap can make more money by getting ads on this forum..... then can buy-up google, yahoo...... then become world NO. UNO!!!

is that not what pap want? from mat's escape to a world no. 1?

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the "resign" mentality starts from:

- you mis-report 5-cents - you resign

- you 'bakchormee mai turkoa - you resign

- you bought house in australia - you resign

- you say you make a police report - you resign

many many more "you did tis, you resign" cases ..... and why nobody say enough is enough?

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

from changi village, marathon man wanted to go pulau ubing, but the queue was very long. so instead he jogged along changi beach and and stumble into the strecth of 3km new beach tar-mac road. then he came out in changi ferry terminal and continued on with the 8km stretch coastal road, all the way to east coast park.

there were a some cyclists, and not any other runner. this stretch of new path parallel to the coastal road and to the changi airport runway.... strangely, when the road was clear of vehicles, the surrounding sounded so quiet.... along the journey, marathon man did not remember hearing any plane taking off or landing.

singapore is a city with some surprises every now and then. like the new connected boardwalk in changi village from sunrise point to the new ferry terminal, and the newly completed eastern coastal park connector network, which consists of the coastal road pathway, the east cost park, the bedok park connector, the siglap park connector, the pasir ris park connector, the tampines park connector, the loyang park connector, changi park connector. very soon, you can expect some new connectors coming up, or the existing connectors being connected into a loop.... this small island has a very dynamic pulse.... changing all the time..... for people like marathon man, there's nothing to complain to the national park people.... kudos to them.

since there's no drink stalls or carts along the coastal road, marathon man thot it may be a good idea to set up a business of mobile food and beverage van, plying along the coastal road during weekends, sure can make money one.
you put some chairs and some tables.... the cyclists and the runners and walkers will much appreciate it, to take a break and enjoy the serinity of the woods on one side of the path, under the hot sun, with the golden dried leaves overlaying most of the pathway.... from afar, the path way looked like a golden path leading to the edge of the singapore.... and watching the planes taking on to the runway for the ascends or flying lower and lower before they touch-down on the tar-mac....

after marathon man reached east coast park, at saf yatch club, he was really thirsty... wanted to order some drink, but the serving attendants were all busy serving other customers. marathon man saw a water dispenser, he took a cup and voila, cool, cool, clear clear water flowed out from the dispenser, when the knob was pressed... he gulped down glassfuls.... it was like tasting the first drop of water after travelling hours in the sahara... nothing can compare to the feeling....

he continued his jog.... into the twilight zone, where life is just a park connector, connects you from one end to another..... perhaps looping around in an endless circle.

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

you feel good when some events happen, and feel bad when the same events turn out differently, though these events are not related to your wellbeing in any remote sense.

emotions are easily affected by the things external : like the result of taiwan's presidentail erection, which mr ma won...like the houston rocket had a winning streak of 22 games, tiger won 7 golf titles consecutively and still with a very good chance of winning the 8, and 9...

all these events soothed marathon man's expectations and nearly made his day when any one of this things happened.... in which marathon man would feel high and appreciated.... by the power above granting him his unspoken wishes. they just make him feel good.

why so? why things look so irrelavant to one's wellbeing can affect one's emotions?

why marathon man sulked at the loss of the houston rocket when they ended their 22 winning streak?

so, you see people root for their teams. and marathon man root for his team also when their's any competition that takes place, like yesterday.....

bintan, a place of serenity and lushiest greenary. you would wonder why singaporeans would take all the troubles to look for their heavens all over the globe but miss out on a piece of this tropical paradize.

marathon man was with a group of kaki's in the ria bintan golf resort. after completing an enjoyable 18-hole, and a forceful massage, they had late lunch, or rather lunner(lunch cum dinner) in the cafe. and watching the taiwan erection reporting from cna..... mr ma was leading....

ah rick, "hey i win big if ma wins. i bet on him with a bunch of greenies."

marathon man, "taiwan is a place where people's emotions show up very readily. especially in their politics."

"what do you mean."

"this erection showed that most of them vote against things they don't like."

"well r u saying that, not the things they like? what is the difference?"

"let take the green and the blue parties..... the greenies are characterised with their tough party stand on one china, but because of the party's corruptive leadership, and its anemic showing in economic front, they were very disppointed with the green party, so they wanted to show their un-happiness, hence they voted for the blue.... not that the blue may have something they like."

ah albert asked, "why you guys care so much about taiwan's erection. it means nothing to me."

marathon man, "you see all things in this universe is connected somehow.... in a very mundane level, you are made of particles that may some day end up in the body of another person at the other end of te world..... and if enough singaporeans turn out to be voting against things they don't like, pap is not going to like it.... think of all the things they have done to piss off their people....."

ah mike, "so the best for any party to stay in power is to do NOTHING? since the more you do the more chance you would piss off some people, and this will be cumulative...."

"doing nothing is also something which some don't like."

"what do you reckon any incumbent party should do to stay in power?"

"make sure that you do not allow enough opposition to stand for erection..... by hook or by crook! so even if they win, they will not win enough seats to topple the gahmen."

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

"i have short memory, so i'm not a consistent person."

my stand changes on the same issue at different times.

my stand is an da-hoc stand, based on what the circumstances at the time when the issue is dealt with.

so i need to write down my thots every now and then, so i could go back to them for revision, and try to be more consistent.

it was quite a journey. into the mountains they went. from hsinchu to nantou. as the time passed by, the sky getting dimmer, and it drizzled a bit as they were in chongcheng village. they lost their way, and called up the hotel, miracolo that they have booked for the nite.

finally at about 6.30pm, they found the hotel. they went for dinner in the one-street donwtown area of sun-moon lake. they order roasted wild-boar meat, koa-neow vegi(a local wild, edible plant), signature pork knuckle, fried rice, fried little shripms, fried fresh msuhrooms, fried bamboo shoot and a bottle of kaoliang. they drank and talked.... on history, religions..... after dinner they adjourned to starbuck overlooking the lake. no activities around except a group of ladies also having their jovial chats.

no buzzles of vehicles.... the air was fresh and still.... the water though dark, was still and the atmosphere was full of wisdom as they bragged away for another half an hour.

marathon man thot to himself.... of all things ... sometimes it's just simply a glass of booze that makes one forget about his contsricted existence and become somebody truely being at peace with himself and things around..... alas, memeory could not perpetuates this state of mind.

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

tainan, anping old fort, brings back the tune of "anping cuixiang que" or "remembering anping".... a small island port many years ago now has joined to the mainland.

the historical dramas played among the locals, the dutch, the japs and the mainland chinese all seem like happening just yesterday.

time compressed so much that, every point along the time axis is adjacent to every other points.

marathon man went up to the tower, overlooking the surrounding, to watch the sun setting, the yansui river flowing by, the low-rise houses gone fragrant with the air filled with dinner-cooked-rice aroma.....

the "anping old street" should capture the romanace of the not-so-long-ago past, when kids had their fair share of fun with the 'ganlock' or tops, the marbles, the 5-stones...... relishing the fried oyster , the fried beehoon, the blood jelly, the local cookies,.....

to be civilised just mean to plug into the mainstream of life..... in the olden times as well as in the present days.

the nite fell, and nite markets are features for every taiwan cities.... wusheng nite market got very crowded as the nite deepens. marathon man bought himself a small cob of pearl corn, which bites like glutinous rice.... very good to eat.

with so many things that belong to the past, tainan is a city of romance..... where it brings you back to the past and lets you indulge in that kind of heart-wrenching feelings, which reminds you of the inevitability of aging..... so little has been done and so much needed to be done.

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after the show, went to old airport hawker centre seredipitiously, and had croc soup and prawn mee soup. they were just what marathon man wanted though he was still not hungry. when you happen to find something that suits your appetite, you just have to have it.

sam hui is not any more a middle-aged singer. he is old..... plump and fluffy, with the shape of the pear, his upper arms showed a lot of fat, his face was bloated, his gait was anything but nimble. but he still has the heart of a child, a child that he would always be when he's on the stage. he had a near-full house audience. he sang from 8.20pm to 11.05pm, in between substitutes of his 2 sons, his brother and his student from malaysia. he sang his own songs, almost all of them, and all his old songs that made him famous, the elvis song, a jap song and some songs from other singers, with him jumping from number to another, interpersed with quick and short intros to the numbers, under heavy panting, thansing the audience after every song, all done with a bit of condescending tone.

when the show ended, the auntie in neighboring seat said to her man, "darling, i have enjoyed every song that sam sang..... remember we met in the movie 'half katie, 8 tahils'?"

the man said, "yep. but now, you are 80kg, and i'm 176 lbs!"

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he was pleasantly surprised that pulau-ubin-bump-boat fee was still $2, after so many years, with oil price risen from $30 per barrel to $110.

the 10-min journey did not upset marathon man's stomach. he wanted to go pulau ubin to ride the bike, drink the fresh coco water, and to visit che jawa, walking on its boardwalk for the first time.

he rented a bicycle for $6. he was in this estuary, where there was nobody around. the water was clear and the sun was very hot. he parked the bicycle and sat down on the bank under a coconut tree.

then he fell asleep.

the door opened......

he saw a big drum, and a drum stick. he took up the drumstick and beat the drum with it, with all his might. animals took flight from the jungle, in all directions.

then came a gal....walking towards marathon man. when a man lost his mojo, though he still feels for a beautiful gal, but there's no urge, no surge of blood into the penis.

unless..... but that rush of hormones just did not take place at that moment.... the gal made a pass to marathon man..... he could only return a plastic smile. in his usual self, he would have jumped at her. but at this moment of life, when he felt the ebb of his libido, he had to call it a pass to the pass made by this beuatiful creature.

a man sometimes does fall into the valley of his manhood. maybe as a result of everyday stress, or the food he takes, or some illness.....or just turn over a new leaf, from a sexual animal to aa asexual saint.

but for marathon man, it's that he has turned his indulgence to something new, which saps him thoroughly afterwards.

he got into a dream world, where dreams are getting hotter and hotter, that he could hardly cope with nite after nite, and now, let alone in the day time.

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changes have been there since day one. and when you turn your sight from it, for just a blink of an eye, things change invariably fast that you would always be playing catching up to all these new things and new things in old places. ayer rajah cresent has come up with fusionpolis, the turqoise-blue, aladin-era building that combines everything under the sun.... residential, office, entertainment and leisure, educational.... that oval-shaped egg theatre that's held between the two blocks strikes people as very artificial..... something that reflects the theme of the place - all's just coming out from the cranking neurons of man's mechanical brain.

colbar is not cold. it's a warm place at the end of portsdown road, in wessex estate, at whitchurch road to be exact, shifted from jalan hang jebat to be more precise. and rebuilt in 2003 and ready in feb 2004 to be on the dot. people, angmohs and locals and asian foreigners, come here to soak in the colonial ambience. plainly put, just a normal kopitiam in china town or beach road would do the same. but why it's so different about this ah lim's kopitiam is that it was set up in 1953 to serve the british troop in this area.

the wessex estate is set in a lay-back setting, so much so that the residents don't even leash their doggy pets when they are in the open. there's this giant golden retriever dashing toward marathon man when he was focusing on the curtain-like, long dendrils of the multi-trunk, ancient fig tree ahead of him, in a strolling pace.

the owner shouted at the dog, but it did not stop, lunged onto marathon man. marathon man stood his ground, whole body tensed up. the dog sensed no imminent challenge from marathon man, after going thru the motion of attack, laxed down and made a soft woof, and walked away. marathon man was bruised with a tiny skin-peel from the claw of the dog when it made contact with him in the lunge. the owner said sorry. marathon man did not show his displeasure, walked on.

when you want to appreciate beauty, don't let small stuff bother you. so why not get a group of people owning resorts over the world, and do exchanges over one's with another's. you heard of people exchange homes for vacation. that's not so neat, since few would like strangers to sleep on their beds, eat their plates and forks, shower their baths, and shit the toilets... but with resort owners, that's a different ball game. the units they own are managed by resort or hotel chains, so instead of going back to the same place every year, why not exchange with others in another corner of the world. no hazzles like subjecting your own homes to any unknown usage.

marathon man's fren ah yuet er suddenly eureka'ed out her plan.... disregarding what trauma marathon man had just gone thru, of being nearly beaten by a dog.

she said, "what do you think? you think this will work?"

"ah....." still panting.... "ah... i think it looks it can work. but the devil is in the details.... why not you think over it, in details and see how you can make this work."

it was just after rain, jogging along the pathway beside the quite-new portsdown ave, connecting ayer rajah and queensway.... brought many delights of being in this tropical paradize, trees of diff kinds and bushes of diff shapes donned the pathway, separating it from the busy, noisy and hard-tarred, thouroughfare. the sight, sense and feel were most appreciated with the company of a beuatiful damsel.

as they were making their entrance to queensway, suddenly, the sky opened up again. the wet-t-shirted torso of yuet er showed up two bouncy mounts with a potruding bud on each, which gave a feast of sight to marathon man, forgetting all about his appetital hunger, and instead triggered his ittle brother's angst, standing underneath his loose shots, red-faced.

he had to slow down... and walk in a funny way.

"what happened?" ah yuet er pulled her brake and asked out of concern.

"eh... just.. just.. "

"what?"

"well, in the most unexpected moment, the most unexpected thing happens..... how could i just let that go? why couldn't i control something that's supposed to be part of me?"

"oh, you said you have a hard-on?"

"wow, you noticed?"

"ya lah, why so surprised? remember, you men look up and we women look down..... for anything that's worth looking."

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

this week is a week of caution.

mood was low due to some itchie thingie. then went up somewhat.

today marathon man went east coast. loaned a new bicycle from a new shop for $5 an hour, with another hour free. he cycled all the way to changi beach park and back, taking 3 hours and with two sore knees. and had a big arguement with the bicycle shop. marathon man only paid $5, for two hours when he rented the bike. for that extra hours, the shop wanted to charge $5. marathon man said, it should be $2.5..... but the shop said, the 1st hour was $5, the second hour was free, and third hour(extra) should be $5. they argued for 15 minutes. finally the shop gave in.

be had coconut water at the east coast hawker center. how nice to set up a restaurant name "BIG NUT" which specializes in food and beverages made from coconuts and nuts similar to coconuts, like sea coconuts, attap nuts..... selling coconut water, sea coconut desserts, coconut icescream, ice-kachang with attap-chi, kue-talam made from coconut milk. salad made from young coconut meat, dishes like chilli crap with coconut milk, smoke chicken wrapped in grated coconut, over fire from coconut husks, herbal and cantonese soup in double boiled coconut shell/water. otak in coconut leaves, toddie as cocktail mix and cooking wine, icescream in coconut shell, vegi from young coconut shoots ....... all dishes has something to do with the big nut.

how would you like to try?

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after the pm's ministerial statement, marathon man heard a lot of statements from a minimarket somewhere in sentosa:

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Confluence of 3 factors helped Mas Selamat to escape.

confluence of 3 types of people helps singapore to go down:

the wrong pm, the wrong ministers, and the wrong mp's!

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ministerial statement : mr wrong is not responsible for the fiasco!

minimarket statement : why pm so unfair one? all the good things happening in the mha, he said its under the minister's good leadership..... now something of the magnitude of mat's escape doesn't have anything to do with his bad leadership?

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'PM on Singapore's way: Get to the root of the problem'.

what? the root of the problem is the guards?

wow - now i understand, the root of the problem always lies at the grass-root level.

if you, like the japanese, in finding the root of teh problem, you would have ask 5 "why's"

1. ok, why this thing happened?
- because guard complacent

2. why guard complacent?
- because guard's team leader complacent?

3. why guard's team leader complacent?
- because the wrdc head complacent

4. why wrdc head complacent?
- because the isd/police chiefs complacent?

5. why police/isd chiefs complacent?
- because the mha minister complacent ..... voila! the root of the problem finally!

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a good minister deserves a good pm to back him up when the former screws up big time.

let's say we have a bad pm, who is so bad that he cannot tolerate things like mat's escape, even it's under the good minister's ministry. what do you think singapre will become?

nobody wants to be ministers?

sure, if you are going for a popularity contest, 1st thing you don't want to be is a bad pm, as seen not by his people, but by his stuff!

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really disappointed at pm lee: in saying that he has full confidence in mr wrong...... he has lost all the confidence that people have in him as a pm, as a responsible and decisive boss who knows and practises the core value of singapore, namely - meritocracy!

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pm : i got full confidence in you. so pls don't screw up again.

mr wrong : Can I guarantee you that there will be no lapses in future? In all human systems, when they are operated by human beings. I think they can only be as best, as good as the people you put in. We can have all the systems in place. If people dont follow them, I think one day something may happen.

pm : then are you saying that i should fire you to get a better person to run the mha?

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ah li: it's wrong to automiatically ask the minister to resign every time a mistake is made. and in thsi case i decide whether the mistake is big enough for him to resign, and i say no!

ah goo : but at least there should be a coi to investagate whether the minister should shoulder the responsibility. did we have one to do that?

ah li : mr wrong appointed a coi, didn't he?

ah goo : yes, but can the coi appointed by mr wrong investigate mr wrong?

ah li: ok, so what do you want? you don't trust my judgement? do you think he should resign...... no answer.... ok, that settles the issue.

ah goo : why don't you put the question to the people and see whether majority think mr wrong should resign?

ah li : what? you don't trust me? then don't vote for me next time. now, what i said is what is counted. got a problem with that? wait for another 3 years to raise it, ok?

ah goo : how to support a pm who is acting like a king?

ah li : don't support, don't support lah, see you dare vote oppo when the time comes. not i say one, when erection, i sure erected again.... want to bet?

ah goo : ah ya, with one mr wrong you may still be ok, but with you behind mr wrong, it worst than having 10 mr wrong..... your whole team cannot be right! how to support?

ah li : don't just complain, act! do you have bolas?

ah goo : i will, and i will get others to vote oppo also.

ah li : vote for oppo? you think oppo can have people as smart as mr wrong ah? tan koko.....

friedguest · Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 3:20 am Post subject:

If S'poreans are suffering from erection problem, perhaps they should try Viagra, Cialis or Levitra. They're not cheap but it works lah!

So follow your Malaysian cousins, take some viagra and might be your candidates will get erected in the next election lah! Good luck my fellow countrymen.

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

oso ristorante in tangjong pagar road smells cheese and pasta. wine ordered was 1999 casanova de neri, a very smooth and oaky red wine good for any occasion.

albert and adrian still could not come to terms with the deal. a big deal between the two companies going into the 2nd and third quarters.

they were good jogging buddies with marathon man. they just had a very exhausting 10km jog this morning in the hussles and buzzles of china town, and a heart meal in the newly opened china town hawker center.

adrian said, " are you man enough to take the business? we had shorted you in loading last q, now and the next q, we have more than enough to make it up...... and all you need to do is to buy more systems."

"well..... i thot we have agreed to get you guys 5 more systems and also squeeze three more from productivity inmprovement. is that a deal?"

"not quite..... we need 17 more"

talks of business never was far away from the nite's conversion. though, the food and the wine were supposed to get the diners' minds to something else. like golf, women, even american football.....

marathon man, nevertheless had quite a good and enjoyable nite in filtering out the work from this dinner and just laughed along on things that were fit for the nite hours.

moon and stars made the drunkard's nite more dreamy. happy occasions gone with a blink of an eye. marathon man has to get himself engaged with something more meaningful than these routines of fulfilling orders and demands......

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

cooking icescream, is quite fun. but the whole japanese steamboat, hot-foil buffet lunch did not turn out that good. however, marathon man over stuffed his tummy, and the bloated feeling severely disrupted his breathing with his diaphram movement restricted.

he had to get the food shook down and digested fast. he headed for mt faber..... climbing took him some effort, at times he had to stop just to make sure his heart did not burst due to the too much blood pressure exerted to carry out both the climbing and digesting the food, with lesser oxygen intake.

he reached the top, turned to the direction pointed by the sign that said "henderson wave".

after 10 minutes he arrived at a junction with a sign post. but none of the sign pointed to 'henderson wave'. only one that said "henderson overhead bridge". he took that direction anyway. and found himself in telok blangah way..... he lost the way to the new bridge that was opened by pm lee yesterday. he fumbled through and found the bridge hanging up high above henderson road.

he climbed up the new concrete stairs. stepping onto this bridge was really something. the whole bridge was laid with timber strips. and the design is one of a kind......

he marvelled at the singapore park and ura's ingenuity in making singapore a real garden city. before you have time to explore the new park facilities, another new one comes up..... it's always thinking ahead. making this small island full of surprises.

after crossing the "wave".... the telok blangah hill trail was more impressive, giving the trailers the impression of walking on a hanging garden, with tree canopies brushing by the shoulders. near preston road, marathon man spotted a tall durian tree, with many durian-letts, the first time he saw the tiny fruits hanging like light bulbs on the tree.

the alexandra bridge led to hortpark, which was like a botanical garden, in its mini size form. walking from one end to the other disppointed many joggers, as the gate at the other end was found closed and locked.... had to crawl thru the gap at the bottom of the gate, if you didn't want to walk all the way back to the front gate to continue the jog to kent ridge park.

the back-gate route led to kent ridge park, after which marathon man took the way heading for nus. but before he reached nus, he turned into science parkII. then came out to pasir panjang road, then all the way to west coast park.

this was the first time marathon man stepped foot on the newly-upgraded west coast park. gone were the trees that lined the beach. instead a tarmac road good for cycling and jogging took over the stretch. and at the end of the park, there was a big shipyard, with mega tonner new ships in the docks under contsruction.

tembusu tree season. while walking along the boardwalks into the marshland, that over-powering scent was unmistakable, so powerful that the mind sometimes mistook it for stench. the setting sun was completely orange, with the clouds brilliantly lit.

he took his dinner in the westcoast road market hawker center. and by then, the street lights were turned on..... and dusk was always the pre-amber for something sleezy!

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

nite did not keep the dog drousy. especially for a dog liek a labrador. in dusk, when things abruptly change from brightly brilliance to dark dullness, it brings out the charm of this little beachy corner opposite sentosa's fort siloso.

it's a different labrador that marathon man knew the last time when he was here probably one year ago, or longer. it has expanded into a park with well-defined concrete coastline and a bigger space for more activities, and patronized by a more vibrant city crowd who enjoy the one-of-a-kind and out-of-this-world-kind of setting, the waves lapping on the rock-set face of the bank, the look-out path hanging precariously over the clift, the jetty well-meant for the fish-hookers... and best of all, cut off completely from city noise, amidst the noise from the sea traffic.

entering it from the top of the clift afforded marathon man the opportunity to dscover the new villa raintree spa and resorts, perching nicely at the west end, overlooking the sentosa straits and the sea west of it. looking at the many ships anchoring themselves off the shore, vivid images of the young marathon man reading the p1 textbook with the picture of a kid gazing at the ships at the horizons of the sea, came to his mind..... the thought of knowing what lied beyond the horizon always intrigued marathon man's imagination, and how he would like to get over to the far side of the ocean and find out all about it. the seafood restaurant did its mediocal business, with a handful of tables, in a simple and crude decor.

as the sun slipped under the horizon, street lights of nostalgic designs lit up the air. one young couple clinging tightly together, leaning agianst the rails of the look-out point, for as long as marathon man had been lingering in the vincinity.

the path down the clift could well be a snug place for be the skunk to fall into its slumber if not for marathon man's uninvited interruption. there's not so much of insect chips or squicks, rather the canopy's intimate embracing, the leissurely pace, the leaves that you don't expect to touch, and scent that you would have missed if you are grounded, combined into a luxru=ious experience that only a casual jogger would discover.

bbq'ing, fishing, strolling, cycling, or simply gazing afar out into the ocean.... marathon man was into another world, a world he had always wanted to be in. a world only exists in the fairy tales, and his own day-dreams, from his little mind where all things are so pure, un-adultrated by the pursue of money and power, un-burdened by the seeking of life's daily necessities.....

thots of the recent disasters emerged in marathon man's mind, the myanmar cyclone and the 512 sichuan earthquake, contrasted vigorously to what marathon man's experiencing now. how do you explain things happen as the do? you thot you got your life fully held in your own hands, and yet your hands, though are yours, somebody else manupulates them.

so what else can you do, except to enjoy what you are given at this moment and let that little kid in the labrador park remind you of the fragility of human's existence.... one moment having a whale of time riding a bicycle, and the next moment, crashing down like a rock on the hard tarmac, screaming at the top of his voice, with blood gushing out from the wounds on his knee and palm.

nanny · Joined: 31 May 2004 Posts: 230 Status: Offline

can you export democracy like you do with brocolli, oil or inflation?

is dr chee a psychopath?

gillman heights ruling, is the judgement fair? saying that nus has the right to excercise selling their units? but to whom? to a company which they are part of? another question the judge failed to answer is : does the buyer company has the right to bid for the deal knowing very well part of it is nus which is major holder of units in gillman height?

why the judgment was based on such a sloppy and simplistic reasoning? can we have better justice?

as a lay-man, marathon man is not so familair with the laws, but he is not stupid as some big shot insinuated at dr chee, he at least is as smart as a fifth grader, and has the potential to earn millions of dollars. he could tell when somebody was doing something out of duress/flattery, or indeed, truely for the cause of upholding justice.

like our mm lee, said one of the factors for a good gahmen is to have people working for the good of the community instead of for themselves. but did we get these people in our gahmen? don't mention the salary controversy, at best it's still a controversy. let's talk about policy implementation. when some misnter's kids face problem in the mother tongue subject, they lower the std. for whose benefit?

when some ministry getting too complacent keeping our number one enemy in secured facility, they started chopping their little foot soldiers, sparing themselves for any blame. who took the brunt of the blame?

when erection comes, subsidy in all forms are dished out. for whose benefit?

when losing billions of investments in a single person's imaginative investing strategy, and in return got a reward for it. who lose out?

when the people sitting in the transport policy making bodies don't even take public transport. what policies you expect them to make?

marathon man though is not of ministerail material for lack that selfless mentality, but at least he knows when something done really out of some selfless motive. not like some body in the cabinet, spending most of his time thinking how to fix the oppo. uttering nonsense like no-cockle-for-thai-beehoon.......

marathon man was in stanford university last week. listening to operah giving a sermon to the graduating studs. blah, blah blah....... oprah....and ending up in recommending a book for the the studs.... marathon man was very curious, how a religion or cult can just be formed with people like oprah winfrey. somebody just does the talking, and mind you there's a lot of people take it seriously enough to put their faith in it like they have found their savior.

but human is so herdy. everybody has his fear. when he could grab hold of a reed in a torent of fear, he will hold on tightly to it.

stanford, the alma mater of tiger woods, who after winning the most dramatic us open, announced his inaction for the rest of this year, is a lax place..... not until the last minute, when commencement is going to be held the next day, the studs do not know whether ther are going to be the ones sitting infront of the stage.... many times marathon man wanted to play in that famed golf course in stanford, he was not allowed because he did not want to put on a pair of golf shoes. something which is not that stanfordic, isn't it? why not allowed anybody in any attire to just whack that bloody ball?

you tell marathon man that, he needs to follow some rules, is just like telling our old man to greet the judge when he enters the courtroom, marathon man would definitely revolt against that idea of being trapped under some rules.

so he told the club, "go fly kite. i got my pedegree, ok?"

"who cares, even if you r tiger woods, you still need to observe our rules."

"come on, i donated millions, don't i have some privilege?"

"unless you r in my position. no."

"why only you can have?"

"because, like your singapore, we have one thing in common."

"what's that?"

"you have stamford, and we have stanford! sama sama lah."