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A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a
particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where
they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier. Because of hectic
schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So,
the husband left Minnesota and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his
wife flying down the following day. The husband checked into the hotel.
There was a computer in his room, so he decided to send an email to his
wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in her email
address, and without realizing his error, sent the email.
Meanwhile, somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from
her husband's funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory
following a heart attack. The widow decided to check her email expecting
messages from relatives and friends. After reading the first message,
she gasped and fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room, found his
mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which read:

To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I've Arrived
Date: October 16, 2005

I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here
now and you are allowed to send emails to your loved ones. I've just
arrived and have been checked in. I've seen that everything has been
prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you
then!!!! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.

P. S. Sure is freaking hot down here!!!!

Welcome Ramadan

Ramadan tomorrow.

Don't know esok 1st day camana.
Pagi - driving range.
Petang - Emirates: Arsenal v Portsmouth
Buka 2010.
OK kot.

Terawih & niat posa .. Erry imam terawih, gua imamkan witir.

Welcome Naqeeb

It was 0235 .. baru je tidor around 0100. Rasa mamai ya amat. Mummy kejut .. Skin dah contraction 7 minutes apart. Terkalut kejap. By 0300 sampai St Peter's Hospital. After a while, balik dulu sambung tidor.

0616 Naqeeb was born. Tambah satu nephew .. bengkok la Erry & Skin nak layan.
Congrats!!!

Ni dia budak comel tu.

Balik rumah terus gali lubang bawah pokok plum, nak tanam placenta .. cari tempat redup sikit, so budak ni nanti cool sikit. Tapi tanah tu banyak beno batu .. hopefully beso nanti powero budak ni. Ni placenta lepas mandi .. heart shaped .. macam akar kayu, if turned upside down - macam tree of life.

First Green

Yesterday was my 1st time going on the green. It was at Addington Court in Croydon. Before this it has always been the driving range. My first time hitting the ball was in 1980 very near Ayah Su's place, where Sime UEP had some area cleared for residential property building. Fantastic au naturale driving range. There was this Chinese uncle who was hitting balls when we came to watch on our bikes. He then told us to have a go - and we had a bloody good time blasting the balls away. At that point of time I was thinking "Oh gosh! I'm a natural golfer"

But that was then. Fast forward to the late 90's - many friends took up golf. Many became buaya & sewaktu dengannya. Most times, my association with golf was limited to hitting the balls on driving ranges. Usually with Apen, Nik, Jai etc. And oh boy! Was I bad at it or what. And I thought, "I'm never going to the green. I just couldn't play. I'm just hopeless.".

But yesterday was something else. I knew I could revisit that 1980 thoughts.

Now I need a set & a pair of shoes.

Jua Ikan

Amende la tajuk hari ni .. actually ianya berkenaan "selfish" sebab tu jua ikan bukan jual ikan.

Aku tak de menda nak buat, biasa lah .. masuk FB main Barn Buddy, curi hasil tanaman kawan2 sikit, tolong siram tanah2 yg kering etc. Sambil2 tu termasuk page member kamceng aku, Pak Din. Aku tersangat2 la kamceng ngan dia ni specifically masa aku study kat Adelaide dulu.

So, aku teringat pergi Selama (Perak) one time dulu. Sembang2 ngan ayah dia. Mat Sani namanya, aku panggil Pak Long. Dia ni imam kampung tu, merangkap penghulu. Sihat dan sasa orangnya. Sekarang ni tak tau lah, dah tua kan. Anak2 ramai juga. Memang layan sembang ngan orang tua ni. Banyak buah2 fikiran yg bernas. Infact, one of his advice was what led me to decide to go ahead & marry Ann. Ye lah kan, muda2 masa tu .. cold feet la, takut nak mampus dgn commitment etc.

Ada satu hari tu masa aku lepak2 ngan Pak Din, dia cerita kat aku, one fine day masa dia kecik - dia pergi la dapur & then buat la air (milo kot) satu mug. Tengah bersenang lenang minum Milo, boss panggil. Belum sempat cakap apa, sebijik pelempang dah hinggap kat pipi. Sambil Pak Din tercengang2 Pak Long tanya, "berapa orang duduk dalam rumah ni?" .. Pak Din jawab, "7" (aku rasa lah). "Habis tu buat air satu gelas kenapa? Lain kali nak buat air, buat satu teko."

Sejak hari tu, Pak Din pun menjadi seorang yang sharing, dah tidak lagi selfish. Oleh itu rajin2 lah buat air untuk kawan2/ahli keluarga, i.e. jangan buat untuk sendiri2 aje.

p/s aku memang malas buat air + potong bawang

Sekian, terima kasih.

Pulut Kuning

Ada mamat tu gigih suruh eksplen jugak pasal pulut kuning ni as per here.

So here goes.

Whenever there is a majlis khatam Quran for Malaysian Malays (can't vouch for Brunei, Indonesian, Phillipines, Sri Lankan, Thai, South African, Hawaii .. etc) almost inevitably among the menu would be Pulut Kuning. Now, what has pulut kuning got to do with khatam Quran? I'm pretty certain zaman2 Saidina Hassan & Hussin dulu diorang khatam sure makan shish kebab or something like that. Probably with nasi Bukhara (itu kalau zaman2 Imam Bukhari lah kot). What I mean is, its definitely a Malay tradition.

My suspicion is, khatam Quran being a highlight in the life of a kid, he or she is supposed to be treated like a royal. Hence the colour yellow in the pulut. Kalau putih je, tak de kelas la kan? Makan dengan kelapa parut & ikan masin - peasant food gitu (sedap siot!)

Another possible explanation was given by Mar a long time ago.
Kata dia: Masa khatam orang baca Lamyakunillazi (Surah 98 i.e. Al-Bayyinah [Bukti]). Orang Kelantan sebut Lamyakuning .. hence the Pulut Kuning!!

Wallahua'lam

p/s aku memang suka gila pulut kuning ni. Tak caya tanya Mar. Paling kokak makan dgn telur dadar potong jalur2.

Ex-squeeze Me

A father walks into a restaurant with his young son..

He gives the young boy three coins to play with to keep him occupied.

Suddenly, the boy starts choking, going blue in the face..

The father realizes the boy has swallowed the coins and starts slapping him on the back..

The boy coughs up two of the coins, but keeps choking.

Looking at his son, the father is panicking, shouting for help.

A well dressed, attractive, and serious looking woman, in a blue business suit is sitting at a coffee bar reading a newspaper and sipping a cup of coffee. At the sound of the commotion, she looks up, puts her coffee cup down, neatly folds the newspaper and places it on the counter, gets up from her seat and makes her way, unhurriedly, across the restaurant.

Reaching the boy, the woman carefully drops his pants; takes hold of the boy's' testicles and starts to squeeze and twist, gently at first and then ever so firmly.. After a few seconds the boy convulses violently and Coughs up the last coin, which the woman deftly catches in her free hand.

Releasing the boy's testicles, the woman hands the coin to the father and walks back to her seat at the coffee bar without saying a word.

As soon as he is sure that his son has suffered no ill effects, the father rushes over to the woman and starts thanking her saying, "I've never seen anybody do anything like that before, it was fantastic. Are you a doctor? "

'No,' the woman replied. 'I'm with The Inland Revenue.'