Thursday, October 18, 2007

The greatest exercise machine for Man is the….

Tok_P: Easy peasy eggs with cheesy…Woman..

Im: What do mean?

Tok_P: Yea it exercises you mentally and physically. Makcik kau dulu..oops.. My wife, last time never stop nagging. “Go find work P”, “Go buy this P, go buy that P”, “P, go next door and say hi to the Mak Janda (divorcee) when you go to the shop”….haiz

Im: The last one too?

Tok_P: haha of course not, but its extra exercise I do just for fun.

Im: Sure..

Tok_P: What about you?

Im: I think it’s the TV remote control.

Tok_P: Even a blindfolded monkey with hands tied to its tail can operate the remote control.

Im: Not operating it. Let me explain. Have you ever misplaced a remote control? Even if the TV is like a hand away, you would spend the time and effort to find it around the house. Literally all over the place just to find that thing. Everything else stops, your main focus is to find it; nothing else. It frustrates you, it makes you edgy. Somehow it’s like a sick joke that the remote control is controlling your life remotely. You lose concentration on everything else. The TV is there and yet you can do nothing to control it. Yes there is a control panel on the TV, but seriously who uses that anymore? Not like a mobile phone where you can call to track it. You try searching it everywhere, under the sofa cushions, bathroom, fridge, on the TV. But did you find it? Nooooooooooo….somewhere in the nook and cranny of your house, sits this remote control of yours, silently..peacefully. And the best thing you get another idiot to help you. To operate the TV? Nooo.. but help you to find!

Tok_P: You just misplaced your remote control haven’t you?

Im: Something like that, think am not sitting here any longer, will go back and find that thing if that’s the last thing I do!

Tok_P: Come to think of it, I got to untie a certain blindfolded monkey too. Might drop by Mak Janda house as well. Heh heh. Who knows she might have an extra remote control for you. Ok la have fun searching..


Im: hmm k go..

Thursday, October 11, 2007

The not so Public Man

Im: Is it me or the authority has gone insane.

Tok_P: I am sure its you lah.

Im: Ok then tell me why the slogan “If you drink go Public”

Tok_P: Because if you drink you should go public lah. Or would you prefer If you drink go home or If you drink make sure you eat?

Im: No, what I meant was why should the drunk go Public. Why disturb the public space? Why should the public witness drunken behaviour? Am sure these are the things that the public did not pay for. As if the ‘wonderful’ reception of TVMobile on the buses are not enough to irritate the public?

Tok_P: Then where should the drunkards go? Maybe if I go pick them up with my cow cart you would be happier? By the way why are you so angry you don’t take public transport right?

Im: No need for your cow-cart, your cows are more drunk than the drunkards. They meowed. Yeah lah sure I don’t frequent public transport, but don’t you think the public should be saved from this? Am not angry, just feeling the pain of the public. Was wondering if it is feasible for the clubs to arrange special buses for the drunkards?

Tok_P: My cows aren’t drunk la, they are multilingual! Just hear them cluck then decide. Anyway goondoo, clubs are not transport authorities. Who would bear the cost? Besides it will only breed complacency for the drinkers since they know they would have transport back home at the end of the day and the transport authority, the real one, will be more than happy to let go of their responsibility and foreseen headaches.

Im: Now I think you are drunk! Sensible for once. Okla I guess let the public suffer for now!

Tok_P: I’ll drink to that. Teh Tarik Satoooo…

Im: Now am too drunk to ride home. Hate TVMobile…..

Tok_P: Nevermind, the multilingual cows will send you and your two wheel friend home.

Im: Like that, Teh Tarik Satooo lagila…

Moan(rinho) no more

MOANrinho self-proclaimed Special One has left Chelsea surprise surprise after 3 eventful years at the helm. Chelsea F.C is ruthless that way. Doesn’t matter if its Abrahamovich or Colonel Sanders look-alike Ken Bates. Gullit has been there done that. So does Vialli after winning the F.A Cup. When Ranieri just began his English classes, ironically his English term was abruptly ended. So when Moanrinho wins 5 cups after 3 years, alarm bells have already been ringing. It sure did ring, except no one heeded it. After all it is still surreal, 50 long years of wait for the English league title is no small deal and to retain it the following season just make the fans wonder what is achievable or in fact what is not achievable. So maybe the demise of Moanrinho is blame-able on himself. The fact is that standards have been raised so high it makes the Petronas Tower looks like Mount Faber. Its either the next one who takes over has to be achieved more, which is seriously a very difficult thing to do, or achieve less; a trophy in the first year and in the 2nd year, two trophies?

Im: Maybe just maybe we could learn from Liverfool, who never ever sack a Manager before because they are just nice people or are they? They probably prefer to let the Manager self destruct the team and ‘honorably’ retire then; read Houllier and Roy Evans.

Why Whinger and Fergoose-son are successful or at least able to stay in power for more than a decade in their respective clubs? For Fergie at least he is too wise for the English game. He knows when to speak, what to provide the relentless and brutal English media. Besides that his formula for playing more British players than the total played by the other top two teams (Chelski and Liverfool) combined; Yes, ARSEanal has none except for the occasional Walcott.

So despite of his trophies and unbeaten home record Moanrinho is truly an unbelievable manager. His shortcomings though are riling the English press with incessant moans about how everyone else is to be blamed; referees, linesmen, opposing managers, the hotdog seller, car park attendant or the fan who sneezes on the 43rd minute when Chelski are attacking. He is the Special One – Specially Irritating. Sadly enough, I do believe this shortcoming of his is more popular within the soccer circle than his on-field successes. However, as much I like Moanrinho, I do feel used to having managers leaving at their peak. He is missed for his colourful antics but I feel more for Ranieri.

Tok_P: Well said, without him Ping pong will never be the same again. Like the umpire used to say “20 love second server!”

Monday, December 04, 2006

Making sense out of nonsense

Its one of those periods of your life when everything starts to converge. Matters of the pocket, matters of the future, matters of heart and every thing else that usually doesnt seem to matter do matter now.

Prioritizing has been the order of the day but it seems to lead to nowhere. Nothing seems to be achieved yet or looks like being achieved any moment. Iterations lead to more problems. New directions seem to be taking ages.

Who could help? Who should help? Oneself, alone? or everyone, together? Faith in Divine sounds cliche yet the best bet.

What is needed? Strength to think or willpower to act or shoulder to cry on?

The old trick stays true here, take things as it goes .. may the force be with me
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Tok_P: Huh? what? catch no balls la bang... like my good friend said ,"In the end...it doesn't really matters errrssssssss" . In G minor please.