Hi. I am a retiree trying to set up my own blog.
KoSong Cafe (first mistake: this is supposed to be my blog name)
*Where talk is cheap and empty vessels make the most noise;
*Where music jamming are by those scraped from the bottom of the barrel and errors and omissions are accepted;
*Where the news and views do not matter;
Guiding principle in life:-
“You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power; maybe not in your time, that there’ll be any fruit. But that doesn’t mean you stop doing the right thing.” - Mahatma Gandhi.
Government fed by the people
Career options
I suggest government... because nobody has ever been caught.
Corruption so prevalent it affects English language?
Corruption is so prevalent it affects English language?
When there's too much dirt...
We need better tools... to cover up mega corruptions.
Prevent bullying now!
If you're not going to speak up, how is the world supposed to know you exist? “Orang boleh pandai setinggi langit, tapi selama ia tidak menulis, ia akan hilang di dalam masyarakat dan dari sejarah.” - Ananta Prameodya Toer (Your intellect may soar to the sky but if you do not write, you will be lost from society and to history.)
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Second mistake by this new blogger:unable to find way to post as blogger and instead using this comment section! Help!
Imagine me sitting in front of my computer at around 4 pm on Friday. Heard strange noises, turned round to have a look towards our house entrance and got a shock of my life. Saw a monitor lizard, 4-ft long, in our sitting room trying to find itss way out! As a result of its most unexpected presence, I jumped up and knocked down the table fan next to me.
It was looking at the small opening of one of our front windows and it managed to jump up onto the chaise-longue, knocking down my pile of magazines next to it in the process, and got out through the window, knocking down a collapsible table which was standing folded outside the window.
Our 3 dogs (including blind Fei) chased it until it reached a fence wall. Sam, with encouragement from me, tried to attack it but it fought back with its strong tail. So it was stalemate for at least 15 minutes. I have recently bought a set of bow and arrows but it was kept in the music room next door. It crossed my mind to use it for target practice which I think shouldn’t be a problem because of the short distance. But compassion for the cornered creature got the better of me.
As the dog food was cooked and I opened the cooker cover to put in some leftovers from yesterday, the dogs got distracted. Then the lizard tried to get out through the side gate but could not, then went straight towards our chain-linked fence next to our neighbour’s house and managed to get through the small opening below the fence.
Question in my mind, how and when did it get into our house? Most probably through our back entrance which is often left open. Must have got in through the drain outlet below the fencing wall.
Lucky I did not have a heart attack. Life is full of surprises… no need to look for them! It sure did change the sleepy atmosphere when I could not log on because Tmnet server was down.
Two weeks ago, my wife had 10 chickens castrated to rear “yim kai” for Chinese New Year.
For those uninitiated, castrated chickens can grow really big - weighing some 4 kg. and can sell for Rm30 per kg. That works out at Rm120 each! For the connoisseurs, such chicken meat taste best. So, it would save a lot of money if castrated chickens are homegrown.
Alas, this year, something was not right. Even before the castrator’s car left the factory compound, my wife noticed a couple of chickens having difficulties breathing. She quickly instructed the Indonesian maid to boil some water. Just before the chicken died, she killed them so that they are considered safe to be eaten.
The rest of the chickens died just days after castration. When she related the story to her factory worker, she said all of hers died too. At the Pusing market, in Perak, a few friends too faced the same problem. In other words, 100% fatalities after castration in all cases.
The chicken castrator has been in his trade for more than 20 years, so the question of lack of skill does not arise. Could it be the chickens these days are less resistant to infections? Could it be the feed at the chicken farms?
With the worldwide worry over avian flu, I personally think that the health authorities should check on the chickens in Pusing, Perak. It is better to be safe than sorry.
My wife has a big oval-shaped clay water container which I think was used for making salted eggs. We now use it to collect rain water from a corner of the rooftop eaves.
Problem with collected water is that mosquitoes breed in it. To avoid it, I experimented with different kinds of fish, which last from few days to few months, without filtration and water pump. I only need to use a small hose to siphon off the excretion at the bottom of the container. The objective is to have a system as natural as possible, or minimum stress to me. I have heard of problems of fish farmers when electricity supply was cut off unexpectedly.
For a period of more than 6 months, I was able to rear 8 different-coloured gold fish. One day, I realized one or two missing. Yet I could not find carcasses floating or in the water. Another day, I saw a dead fish with open wounds on it and another missing. I realized then that the most probable cause was the kingfisher which we have seen in our compound once a while.
When I am using the computer, I look out into the garden now and again to enjoy the scenery as well as looking for weeds or unsightly plants that need to be removed or trimmed. I have a pole put across two pillars which seem to attract birds wanting a rest.
Lately, I noticed a kingfisher grooming itself after a dip. Instead of the big water container, it actually used a 7-litre paint container which is near the horizontal pole. Then it will fly away without bothering the fish, which gave me the impression that either this particular bird was not the earlier fish killer or it did not notice the partly-covered (with netting) water container with fish in it.
One day, I heard the recognizable cry of the kingfisher and to my horror, it had a fish caught in its beak! The sight of it gave me mixed feelings. My initial reaction was regret why I did not notice its coming and could have prevented it. Then, I felt a sense of “told you so” from it being caught red-handed and solved the mystery of my earlier missing gold fishes.
Just two days ago, I actually saw a kingfisher actually diving into the paint container and flying back to the horizontal pole to groom itself. It was a wonderful sight to see how it shakes off the water, much like dogs when having a bath, and using its beak to poke under the wings in fast action. It was a pity I did not have a video-cam ready to catch the scene.
To think of the kingfisher coming quite regularly for a bath and hunting for my gold fish, I feel myself very lucky that our house compound is conducive to all kinds of birds, which is better than most purpose-built aviary. They have their freedom and they built nests on palm leaves, naturally. Some are actually careless by having nests on palm leaves precariously as those leaves change position over time. Sometimes, regrettably, I have found eggs or even chicks fallen onto the ground. Even birdies which are not fully fit for flying have been found to have been attacked by our dogs.
Once, I actually saved a baby kingfisher on the ground and before the dogs got at it, I managed to put it into a cage. The next morning, I opened the cage and it flew to the nearest tree.
Somehow, I have a very strange feeling that it is one of the regular visitors, very likely the one which came to bathe. The horizontal pole where it used to perch on is where I hanged the cage for the baby kingfisher overnight. It is a nice thought.
Joke from Net:-
After getting all of Pope John Paul's luggage loaded into the limo (and he doesn't travel light), the driver notices that the Pope is still standing on the curb. "Excuse me, Your Eminence," says the driver, "Would you please take your seat so we can leave?
"Well, to tell you the truth," says the Pope, "they never let me drive at the Vatican, and I'd really like to drive today." "I'm sorry but I cannot let you do that. I'd lose my job! What if something should happen?" protests the driver, wishing he'd never gone to work that morning.
"There might be something extra in it for you," says the Pope. Reluctantly, the driver gets in the back as the Pope climbs in behind the wheel. The driver quickly regrets his decision when, after exiting the airport, the Supreme Pontiff floors it, accelerating the limo to 105 mph.
"Please slow down, Your Holiness!!" pleads the worried driver, but the Pope keeps the pedal to the metal until they hear sirens.
"Oh, my God, I'm gonna lose my license," moans the driver.
The Pope pulls over and rolls down the window as the cop approaches, but the cop takes one look at him, goes back to his motorcycle, and gets on the radio.
"I need to talk to the Chief," he says to the dispatcher. The Chief gets on the radio and the cop tells him that he's stopped a limo going a hundred and five.
"So bust him," said the Chief.
"I don't think we want to do that, he's really important," said the cop.
The Chief then asked, "Who ya got there, the Mayor?" Cop :"Bigger"
Chief : "Governor?"
Cop : "Bigger"
Chief : "Senator?"
Cop : "Bigger"
"Well," said the Chief, "Who is it?"
Cop : "I think it's Jesus!"
Chief :"What makes you think it's Jesus?"
Cop : "He's got the Pope as his driver!"
Toilet Talk:-
I was barely sitting down when I heard a voice from the other stall saying: “Hi, how are you?”
I’m not the type to start a conversation in the men’s restroom but I did not know what got into me, so I answered, somewhat embarrassed: “Doing just fine!”
And the other guy says: “So what are you up to?”
What kind of question is that? At that point, I am thinking this is too bizarre so I say: “Uhhhh … just like you, I’m traveling!”
At this point I am just trying to get out as fast as I can when I hear another question: “Can I come over?”
OK, this question is just too weird for me but I figured I could just be polite and end the conversation. I tell him, “No … I’m a little busy right now!!!”
Then I hear the guy say nervously, “Listen, I’ll have to call you back. There’s an idiot in the other stall who keeps answering all my questions!!”
Teacher: What do you want to become?
Little Johnny: Doctor !!
Teacher: Why?
Little Johnny: Coz its the only profession
where u can tell a woman to take off her
clothes and ask her husband to pay for it.
Little Sam couldn’t wait for his turn: I want to be a Gynae!
Teacher: Why?
Little Sam: Coz others pay to explore while I will be paid to explore.
For those who did not read Jeff Ooi’s blog today and happens to read this blog, hopefully, one year later:-
Five surgeons are discussing who has the best patients to operate on.
The first surgeon says, "I like to see accountants on my operating table because when you open them up, everything inside is numbered."
The second responds, "Yeah, but you should try electricians! Everything inside them is color coded."
The third surgeon says, "No, I really think librarians are the best; everything inside them is in alphabetical order."
The fourth surgeon chimes in: "You know, I like construction workers. Those guys always understand when you have a few parts left over at the end, and when the job takes longer than you said it would."
But the fifth surgeon shut them all up when he observed: "You're all wrong. Politicians are the easiest to operate on. There's no guts, no heart, no balls, no brains and no spine, and the head and the ass are interchangeable."
Creative Accountant:-
An accountant gets home late one night and his wife asks, "Where the hell have you been?"
He replies, "I was out getting a tattoo".
"A tattoo?" she frowned. "What kind of tattoo did you get?"
"I got a hundred dollar bill tattooed on my privates", he said proudly.
"What the hell were you thinking?' she said, shaking her head in disdain. "Why on earth would an accountant get a hundred dollar bill tattooed on his privates?"
"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow. Two, once in a while I like to play with my money. Three, I like how money feels in my hand and lastly, instead of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred bucks anytime you want!!!"
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