Faces

Early evening yesterday, I received an unexpected invitation for an impromptu bloggers' meet in Shah Alam. Not considering myself being a political blogger as the meet was meant to be, I would have declined had the invitation not come from an online activist who call himself 'Topeng Perak' (check out Perisek Rakyat under Politics and Politicians). But since 'Topeng Perak' knows of my alter ego and the online work I was doing, I just could not say no. Furthermore, apart from being able to meet him face to face for the first time, there is a possibility where we will both be working together in the not so distant future. And so there I was just before noon today, though the bloggers were there by 10am.

Arriving late, I missed meeting several out-towners. Can't say I was dissapointed in not meeting them. Apart from 'Topeng Perak', I hardly know anyone there, and they me. Or so I thought. Surprisingly, several of the bloggers have been in my blogroll at readscentral for sometime now, only that I never had the chance to meet them. This might also be true for those out-towners I missed. But...

Anyway, a bigger surprise was meeting Zubli Zainordin. Now, I've seen him commenting at Cikgu's Kata Tak Nak blog before, just that, well, like yours truly here, a blogger is just a blogger. Or so I thought. It so happened he thought my face looked familiar and querried on my background. No sooner had I began with secondary school, his face lit up - the bugger (no offence, Zubli), was my senior in Victoria Institution and somehow still recognise me! So we got abit into the past, mentioning other students especially Harris Ibrahim, who was the taikor there then. In the midst of our reflecting back, a thought crossed my mind "Alamak! A leopard does not change his spots. So too it seems with cakapaje's face!". There goes any thoughts of Aje ever making it in politics! Oh well...

All pics taken from Zubli Zainordin.

Blogger's Meet: The Finals

As expected, the Bloggers's Meet on Nov29 was quite, shall we say, explosive? It was, like The Finals of a Championship - Makan Championship, that is. It was, after all, the final meet for the year 2008. InsyAllah, many more meets will be planned for next year. Perhaps, as Jeejah of ...in deep thots and Doc Toakasid mentioned, the Melaka Bloggers will host it next. The pictures below were taken from different cameras, but many, off course, from our bro, Mat Salo. Download speed may be affected as I try to put in as many pictures of everyone, my apologies.


The Finals.
Continuing from the first Bloggers' Meet in Asam Pedas, the Knights and Knighties reassembled again, but this time at The Terrace, opposite their old castle Asam Pedas which has been torn down.

One for the album:
(l to r) Pak Idrus, Tok Mummy, Nuraina, Fauziah, Doc TA, Pi Bani,
Dato' Kadir Jasin, Jeejah, Queen Raden, Elina, and kerpie.

Then the Championship began.
Ansara and MCOBA however, seem to patch their difference here through bangkai and Mat Salo.

A Yellow T-shirt guy reporting for duty while bangkai and Jeejah notes his particulars.
Hey! Didn't this guy wore the same yellow T-shirt at the last meet?
Think, that t-shirt is his only wardrobe.

A Bookie arrives.
On being told of the Championship, how can a bookie not?
Salah is warmly greeted by
(l to r) Mat Salo, Yellow T-shit guy, Cikgu Nazir, Doc TA, kerpie, and Razlin.
Wonder what the odds were.

One can take the profession away from a man, but not the man from the profession.
Cikgu Nazir seen here seeking volunteers to help him with the marking of his students works.
Mrs Nazir however, seem preoccupied in a conversation (left).

Champions mesti ada gaya!
Haslizam seen giving Doc TA the finer tips of wearing Bally shoes.

Million Dollar Babe!
"I'm gonna beat you to a pulp!", Elviza seem to be saying as she picks up a camera,
perhaps mistaking it for a pair of boxing gloves. MS, her trainer echoes her sentiment while the YTG - one of the officials - looks on.

"I'm ready!"
says kerpie, in response to Elviza, and getting the support of wanshana,
who's telling her hubby-doctor to give kerpie a clean bill of health for the Final Match.

The match begins.
Saiful (hubby Queen Raden), DocTA (kerpie's trainer)
and an official watch from afar.

The spectators.
(l to r) Fauziah, Queen Raden, Nuraina, and Elina,
totally immersed watching the match.

A Free-for-all?
A tussle nearly breaks out during the match.
(l to r) kerpie and MS (partly hidden), Doc TA and son, Hafiz.

Match over.
Melvin and Galadriel, as match officials, explaining the decisions made to MS.
Jeejah stated a rumour that Melvin may soon head the Kelab Penyokong Sarkas,
due to his in-depth knowledge.


The Champion's Pose.
(l to r): Jeejah (partly hidden) and hubby, Saiful, Cikgu Nazir (match promoter, ala Don King),
Doc TA, Cikgu Ali, and the Champ, kerpie.


A Sad YB.
YB Khalid Samad feeling sad at the outcome of the match,
while the Ipoh-mali fans try to console him.
(l to r): Cikgu Ali, YB Khalid, Zainal and Azizul.


A Happier YB.
In an effort to cheer him up, he was given the honour to blow the candles on Elina's birthday cake.
However, someone forgot to bring the cake. (Elina did celebrate her birthday a week earlier).


The Dispute.
Players and officials in disagreement about the match outcome.
In the background, 2 ladies hug each other in joy. (No fair! They did not hug me).


The Appeal.
Pak Idrus, presenting his case to former High Court Judge, Dato' Syed Ahmad Idid.
Looking on is Pi Bani and MS.


The Evidence.
Pokku, as the appointed Independent Investigator, looking at the evidence MS presented,
while Dato' Syed Ahmad looks on.


The Denial.
"I'm innocent!" cries Nuraina as the former Judge listens on.
The court was adjourned and will resume at the next meet.


When the dust settled.
A brotherhood of bloggers got together the night after at Ayam Golek Halim.
(l to r) MS, Muteaudio, Doc TA, kerpie, cakapaje, and Cikgu Nazir.

To all: while the pictures are real, the accompanying text are not. Should anyone feel offended, do forgive me - the text were written in humour and nothing more.

Nov29 Blogger's Meet Venue Change

The venue for the scheduled Blogger's Meet this November 29, 2008, has been changed. Bro Mat Salo who spoke to the Manager of Asam Pedas, was offered an alternative in view of the higher number of bloggers expected to come. The new venue 'The Terrace', is a sister outlet of Asam Pedas, and is located at the entrance of Royal Bintang Hotel facing Asam Pedas (opposite the latter).

I have also been made to understand that Teh Tarik will be free flowing, and there will be a buffet of light food, and that the management will be charging RM25 per head. For those with extra, kindly contribute more to the bowl.

Venue: The Terrace (Opposite Asam Pedas),
The Curve, Damansara.
Time: Lunchtime onwards.
Date: November 2008.

As a reminder to all, please note, all bloggers are welcome to join, irrespective of political leanings. This, is not be a political forum, but a Get-To-Know-You thingy. See you guys there! IsyAllah.

Painting A Picture

I have to admit, apart from the terms 'crylic', 'oil', and 'stroke', I know nuts about paintings. Did try it out once, but my hands were too shaky to draw the fine lines needed. Off course, with a larger brush, I can just dab the canvas as I please...no matter what the end results be, hehe. And I guess, this inability of using those fine brushes rules out the possibility of my becoming a neurosurgeon. Shoot! And I honestly do envy those who can, like Alina's painting below.

Blue Rose, by blogger/painter/lecturer Alina (click here).

At the same time, our bro Mat Salo's younger sister, has her own exhibition running in a gallery in Taman Bukit Kepong. Her paintings, will be on display there till Dec 12. So Painters and enthusiast, do give your support there (read here).

Hang on! I just remember that I do know a bit more about painting. It however, is not on canvas, but in the minds of people. Believe it is something called Public Relations, a form of art in winning the people over.

Its already in the news now that PLUS is giving discounts to its users beginning January 1, 2009. Hooray! This magnanimous show by Plus is unprecedented and, depending on how one view it, has been much awaited. Thank you Plus. However, there is a slight downside to it where to qualify oneslf for the discount, one has to use it from midnight to before sunrise. Hmm...me think, this is what the Malay saying 'Sebelum lalat terbang...' comes handy.

Dear Plus, on behalf of many people, including that cakapaje bloke, I thank you. But, do you think you could extend the discounts on matters where it really matter? For instance, if there are no natural calamity afflicting your highway, yet the traffic crawls at about 1 kilometer per 10 minutes, don't you think your discount would serve better here seeing the amount of petrol being burned needlessly (hence, the pocket of motorist). Let's not forget the time wasted too!
Off course, should you decide to scrap the toll altogether, we would be very much grateful to you. Not your highway mind you, but all the tolls in Malaysia. After all, you and your brethren have had your agreements with the gomen shrouded in secrecy. And no thanks to events recently, the gomen has decided to declassify the agreements (read here). Still, one now has to wonder whether there exist any discrepencies between the declassified documents and the one made available now. It did after all, take the gomen almost ages to make them public. And that too, after constant harassments by the now Pakatan Rakyat, as well as the people of Malaysia.

Again, I thank Plus, even though I think the gomen is trying to paint a nice picture of itself to the people. Please, don't mind me saying this as the discounts offered by PLUS is meant to benefit only a small quarter of the population - the other highways are still charging the full amount! And please, just because there are lots and lots of cars on the roads in Malaysia, that does not mean Malaysians are a rich lot and own at least one car per family. Even if they do, it is out of neccessity since the public transportation system leaves one fuming over it more than not. Imagine, a bus trip from Kota Damansara to Bangsar may well take over an hour. And that is not during peak hours, nor does it inlude the waiting time. Like I mentioned, I do think the gomen is trying to paint a rosy picture about itself. A further evident can be read here.

Sometime during last Ramadhan, the gomen approved a petrol surcharge for all the express bus operators, citing the rising cost of fuel then. Now that fuel prices have plummeted from its all time high, the gomen decided to allow the operators to hike their fares. This time, however, the reason cited is the rising cost of operation. So, should the fuel price go up again, will these operators be given allowed additional profit by again, another petrol surchagre?

By now, I pretty sure some would label me with some unfair remarks. That's their view and their right. But please remember, the majority of the rakyat do not have a fat pocket to around with and many cannot even afford the applaudable move by AirAsia to remove its fuel surcharge totally. Remember, while the AirAsia fares maybe low, the to and fro trips to the airports such as KLIA, can exceed the AirAsia fares! And know what? Indirectly, Malaysians are still paying for the KLIA existance to the tune of RM1B a year! Could not part of the amount be used for the rakyat in making public transportation and inter-city rides better? Compare Pudu Raya and KLIA: between the 2, which benefits the rakyat directly? (for related articles on this, read LanH here and here).

Do you damn me if I continue to damn the gomen, particularly the Sarkas over these and many more.

They may paint pretty pictures. But the rakyat still sing the blues.


ps. Nov29 Update: Nathaniel Tan of PKR and Jelas.Info, have agreed to come.

No Cock and Bull Story

This is a joke I received via email from a friend and I'm quite sure many have read it. And when you reflect it on real life situation here, one involving a young fool, you might just applaud the ending. No bulls, just cocks.

STUD ROOSTER
A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says,

'OK old fart, time for you to retire.'
The old rooster replies, 'Come on, surely you cannot handle
ALL of these chickens.
Look what it has done to me
Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?'
The young rooster says,
'Beat it: You are washed up
and I am taking over.'
The old rooster says,
'I tell you what, young stud.
I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop.' The young rooster laughs.
'You know you don't stand a chance, old man
So, just to be fair,
I will give you a head start.'

The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap.

He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch
when he sees the roosters running by.
The Old Rooster is squalking
and running as hard as he can.
The Farmer grabs his shotgun and
- BOOM -
he blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says,
'Dammit.....third gay rooster I bought this month.'

Moral of this
story? ....

Don't mess with the OLD FARTS / COCKS :

age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery

always overcome youth and arrogance!


And when you reflect it on real life situation here, one involving a young fool, you might just applaud the ending.


Nov29 Update:
1. Al Husseyn (Check my must reads. Very keen to come).
2. Tok Mummy (Via Elviza)
3. Puan Nurina (via Elviza)
4. MRT Gang (also via Elviza)
5. LanH (Interested)
6. Sofian (aka Danny Devito, my evil twin brother).
7. Rerama Salju and hubby
8. Alin, with hubby Zunar and friend.

For full list to date, see here and here.
At the same time, Dato' Kadir Jasin seem also interested to join but unable to confirm as yet. Also, I have received a request for a map to The Curve. Now, I'm not good at drawing on the PC thus, I've screen captured Google Map for it and as below.

Map1

Map2

Map1. From KL, take the Jalan Duta toll into NKVE and head towards Kelang. Take the Damansara Utama exit and make your way towards Kepong. Just after One Utama Shopping Complex at Bandar Utama, turn left into Persiaran Surian towards Mutiara Damansara / Kota Damansara. Soon as you are on Persiaran Surian, The Curve is on your right. Look for Royal Bintang Hotel. The meet, insyAllah, will be at the Restoran Asam Pedas, directly behind the hotel. Though Map2 gives a more detail picture, it does not include The Curve nor the Hotel.

ps. For 1st person witness on the Perak MB's incident involving a photographer, please read here.
Also, for a free copy of Qiadah, the Perbadanan Menteri Besar Kelantan Corporate Magazine, please read here.

A Rare Specie (and Nov29 Update).

Many, many years ago as a child of 7 or 8, and like the many of the same age in the early 1970's, my brothers and I did not have many toys to play with, and usually immersed ourselves with games and toys of our own. One of the games had Emi and Din put some planks together in a drain where it became our 'submarine'. That, off course, was the time when the TV series 'Voyage To The Bottom of the Sea' was a big hit. Over the short period after our 'submarine' was built, we had to scuttle it as the family moved from one house to another. But what a great time we had then. Kids, never let their mind go idle. And so it was with my 2 elder brothers who taught me quite a bit about games, as well as life.

There was a time when we went back to Melaka Pindah during one of the school holidays, and was bored like no other. Emi and Din, both who were very 'lively' children, found a new game for us to play with. They captured a dragonfly which they tied it with a thread to one of the wooden poles in the garden. They would then blow the dragonfly to make it fly. Fly it did, in all directions as it tried to escape from the naughty children there, who, like that cakapaje, stood with mouth agape, looking in wonder at the beauty of the insect. Cruel, yes. But we were children, and the dragonfly does look like a helicopter which we had never seen up close before. Many year later, I was reminded about the dragonfly epidose when, at Nursara's birthday (Emi's daughter), I spotted one which to my mind, may just be a rare specie.

Initially, I thought it was a wilting flower, but its shape and colour begs me to have a closer look, which I am glad I did.
The Dragonfly, was seeking shelter under the leaves of a small tree, from the heavy downpour which lasted quite a while. I was sitting on the ledge of a corridor, when I noticed something peculiar about the 'flower'; its shape and colour seem unnatural for the tree, and had a closer look at it. SubhanAllah! Never have I seen such a beautiful Dragonfly before. Its wings were in red, the head a top part of the body in purplish-red, and its bottom was black, as can be seen in picture below, where it later flew and perched itself atop a large plastic butterly.
As a child innocent to the ways of the world, dragonflies had me spellbound for quite a while. Later, when I learnt that beautiful creature is a predator who eats other small creatures and insects, I began to hate it. Off course, very much later as I grew into an adult, I've come to accept the natural world as it is. And this Dragonfly is by far, the most beautiful I have ever seen. A rare specie, perhaps. But since I am not a naturalist, I'll leave it as that. This, however, brings another rare subject to mind. Not a specie definitely, mind you. But something which can lead a growing concern.

A friend emailed me the below. At a glance, I did not think much about it. But when I remember the Crooked Bridge episode, I wonder if this could be a new trend in business. Rare as it may be, the tendency does seem to point towards the direction where the best way to make profit is by sueing the authorities for an abandoned project, quite like the Crooked Bridge affair.

The Star, Tuesday, Nov 4, 2008

Now, I am not jumping the gun here by blaming anyone in this suit. I, however, question the amount, and whether a contract had been signed by the 2 parties. If so, then had the department in question made a feasibility study on the issue beforehand, or are they merely being a yes man to some unseen hand. If cases such as this are left unchecked, then billions more of the rakyat's money will go down the drain for a project that never took off. Let's hope I am wrong and that this, and the Brooked Bridge scandal, are mere business rarity.

Oh! Did I forget to mention the scrapped Cougar as well?

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Nov29 Update:
The below have been invited either through comment box, or via text messages.

1. Rocky bru
2. Sam Harris (have noted the date and most likely come)
3. Datuk A Kadir Jasin
4. Shirzad Lifeboat
5. Faizal Mustafa (PKR)

Bloggers Meet Nov 29, 2008 - Be There!

OK, it seem more or less confirmed now that the bloggers of The Knights of Asam Pedas will be meeting again this November 29, lunchtime onwards. This piece of news which Mr Barns (see previous post) is afraid of, has been published by DocTA (read here). This meet is not an exclusive thing, anyone bloggers may join. For those who missed the first meet, kindly read here. The list of attending bloggers currently are (from DocTA):

1- Mat Salo
2-Shah Cakap Aje
3-Kerp
4-Dato' Jaflam
5-Pak Idrus
6-Fauziah Ismail
7-Tokasid
8-Muteaudio
9-Unker Zorro(according to Kerp)
10-YB Khalid Samad
11-Jeejah Mantra
12-Edeilweiss
13-Sheih Kickdafella( according to Shah Cakap aje)*
14-Elviza
15-Capt Yusof (Ancient Mariner)
16-Cikgu Nazir of Kata Tak Nak

***
17-Amin Black*
18-Hazrin (A film producer friend)*


*Strong chances of attendance.
Sheikh, however, will be in KL the week before the 29th for some official business. It should be noted that YB Dato' Hussam Musa was very interested to come, but the date clashes with his commitment in Kepala Batas. Hopefully though, Sheikh may use his good office.

At the same time, I will try to get RPK, Harris of People's Parliament, and a few others to come. On the last meet, RPK could not attend at the last minute due to his workload. InsyAllah, he might just this time.

Now, please note that this is a social meet for everyone to know each other in person, and not a forum! Its a good PR (that's Public Relations, not Pakatan Rakyat, mind you), for everyone, especially those in the business. I should also mention that food and drinks are not free; either one pay for one's own, or put it in the bowl (Mat Salo) to share (we do hope several individuals would put in more).

Venue and Time:

Venue: The Curve
Date: 29th November 2008.
Time: At the last meet, it was lunchtime onwards. For this date though, the time will be decided later by Mat Salo.

Hope to see everyone there!


ps. A prominent figure might just turn up for the day - I sent him a text several days back, but he has yet to reply. Honestly, I do not expect him to, just as he did not when I sent him the text regarding the death of my uncle earlier this year. But he surprised everyone when he did come all the way from KL, where he was then. Still, no promises.

My Name is Barn

Many a bestseller, whether novels or films, have their characters - main, and even the supporting roles - based on true people and events. Sometimes the idea to write or produce were inspired by these people, sometimes not. Well, at least not entirely as the story would more often than not, depict the persons or events with a slight exaggeration...or more. This entry, is based on true observation. Unlike a well written novel or production where the antagonist role is defined as good or evil, or evil turned good, or vice-versa, his nature here is left entirely to the readers to decide.


I do not know where or how to begin. But I am getting old and have been afflicted with one ailment after another, that some say my death is near already; I find that last bit, too gruesome to accept. Unlike the 1,000year Reich which ended within 2 or 3 scores of its promised life, I intend to live throughout and more, the prophecy of the 6th generation which was my destiny. At this juncture, I should warn you that I am not a single man or two. I, am an entity.

What I am, who I really am, I cannot tell you. It is not because I do not want to, but I am just unable to. My entire life has been one confusing state of affair. Perhaps, were we a building, I would be one of the smaller rooms - important to some, loathsome to many others; the latter could never be more right for within the wall of my room, 2 worlds collide. That said, it would then be better to look back from the beginning.

It may seem hard to believe that I was sparkling clean early in my days with not a spot to be found. No germs, no bacteria, of whatsoever. The people who came to me, found me to be a joy to be with. Soon, word spread and more and more people came. Perhaps that was when things change. I can't find the correct words to use, but if any, an old Malay proverb may suit the meaning here: "Kerana nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga".

Due to my ever increasing schedule, a thought crossed the mind of a few and before long, my visitors were being charged a small fee. "Just a token", my keepers said. And I consented, thinking that it could lead to better things. How wrong I was.

As more and more people visit me, they wittingly or not, brought along with them dirt which may not be seen by the naked eye. And in embracing them and their needs, soon the dirt found its way to me and stick it does, like a feeding leech. Whatever 'token' taken, became insufficient and thus, was increased. But instead of making me better, I became worse. My keeper, especially the ones sitting on a 'throne', refuse to do anything positive and in fact, contribute further to my worsening condition, causing a laureate to write in the foulest manner possible. For that, he was ridiculed by my keepers. In the meantime, the condition of my being slips to a point of ridiculous where broken tiles and dirty water flood the floor. To make matter worse, crimes are now being committed without conscience. Still, visitors come to me. Not as many as before as a high number have decided enough is enough. The evil thoughts that now reside within me, laugh at those ingrates; do they know not, that I am by far the most important thing in this house?

Yes, it does seem the laureate was correct in his words. But what care do I have for them? My loyal visitors, throng to me in numbers not known before. Drunks and misfits they may be, but I love them to bits. Without them, my life would be empty. However, a worrying presence is beginning to manifest itself.

For the past several years, brickbats have been hurled towards me by some writers, causing a considerable damage to my reputation. Initially, I had thought them to be silly and undignified people with nothing better to do but write unfounded allegations against me. But now, I take a slightly different view: they are, admittedly, people with conscience and noble intention. Come this 29th November, I have been informed of another secret meeting that may probably take place at their Castle of the Kinghts of Asam Pedas (read here).

I would be lying to say that I do not fear them. Working alone, many of them has managed to cleanse the minds of the people. Together, they can easily bring me to my knees. What more, I hear this time, apart from my nemeses DocTA Strangeglove, Goldfinger Madsalo, Ironside kerpie, and Aristotle Jaflam organising the meet, a Cikgu No from Penang will be attending it too. The meet this time, I was told, would be to discuss the people's 'Quantum of Sorrow'. This, could well be my death knell.

My name, by the way, is Barn. Jarm Barn.

Though the video seem to have been purposely blurred many have heard it, do listen to the music and lyrics of the theme to my life.

Introducing...

Wonders of wonders! All this time I've been reading harakahdaily.net, I've always liked a particular writer. Though his articles are far in between, I have always tried to track him down but was never successful. Then, Allah wills it that we meet, and that we did at the Harakah's Brainstorming Session sometime last week. Better still, we seem to clique!

Earlier this evening, he texted me to inform he has followed suit the likes of many, and now has his own blog. Went there just now, and really, I love his first posting. Thus, I would like to invite my friends here to visit him as well and perhaps, accept him into our fold, as I have. Without further ado, ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Shirdad Lifeboat.

Knights of the Asam Pedas

Knights of the Asam Pedas, is a true pictorial account of the event that took place on the Saturday afternoon of March 5, 2008. Somehow, Hollywood producers were informed of the event and turned it into some blockbuster movies.

Before the meet: the knights discussing on issues relating to protocol.

Pak Idrus, one of the 2 senior knights, seen discussing with
a Yellow T-shirt guy, Private kerpie, and Saiful.

The Yellow T-shirt guy relaying the orders to
akak, Doc TA, Anon Miri, and Salah.

Security Kinght Jefflam, arrives and introduces himself all around.

Just prior to the meet beginning, Jefflam and Pok Ku doing their security check.
Jefflam seen here frisking Pak Idrus,
while Pok Ku leaves no table unturned searching for explosives.

The Queen (Raden) seen here inspecting her Guard-of-Honour,
comprising of Private kerpie, Minister of Health (DocTA),
and Minister of Information (muteaudio).

Private kerpie trying to hog Elizabeth Wong
to himself as he did with TDM.

Edelweiss, Elviza and the Queen (Raden),
in a show of protest at Private kerpie's conduct above.

Salah and Anon trying to figure out
how to drag Eli Wong away for themselves.

The actual Round Table Meet.
Marina and Elizabeth squaring it out
with Speaker(Matsalo) checking the regulations,
while Anon of Miri and his wife looks on at the antics of the other knights.

The Backbenchers Club! L-R: Accia, Yati, Elviza, Jacqueline Tegjeu, Raden, Marina.
(Hmm...if the men are knights, should not the ladies then be knighties?)

The Knights and a knightie looking in awe at the knighties.
Muteaudio informing RTM, Private kerpie in serious gaze,
guy in Yellow T-Shirt trying to close his eyes,
and a knightie that should be on the opposite side but isn't.
(Taken from Jefflam's blog).

Where it all began.
Saving Private...was actually taken from this real life picture
where the brothers successfully managed to restrain Private kerpie
from going for the Backbenchers!

Broken-hearted, Private kerpie seen here
drowning his sorrows with a can of coke!

After Private kerpie turn of events, the Yellow T-shirt guy
is seen seeking help for his trauma from a professional.
(Azlan, Accia's husband is a professional violinist).

The Yellow T-shirt guy (again!) seen seeking 2nd opinion
from Doc TA and Anon of Miri.

Anon of Miri (not in picture) released the laughing gas
to ease the Yellow T-shirt guy's trauma.
Unfortunately, Doc TA was caught in the line of fire!

Doc TA still recovering from the laughing gas,
which seem to affect Elvia and Accia too!

In truth, though the pictures of the event are real, the accompanying text are not.

Last night, Matsalo gave DocTA and I softcopy of the pictures which are too many to put in any one blog. Thus I have arranged several here in a light manner and sincerely hope it does not offend anyone. If otherwise, please forgive me.