three, seven, triple-zer000s’ work-ethics

a friend told me, he’s just had his feces checked in the hospital, and it costed him thirty seven thousand rupiah.

Q: what??
A: yupp.. thirty seven thousand rupiah!!

geeee.. three, seven, triple-zeros.. for those dirty stinked things ???

and what makes it annoyed, they asked the ‘service’ fee right after you sat in front of the receptionist ( before they gave the result, of course).

Q: why didnt they tell you before? on the phone?
A: c’mon man.. you know the ‘work ethics’, dont you ?

Q: did you complain, at least?
A: useless. they well-aware you need them.. and the paper.

#&$_?{_)@*(!#)(*

the others

couple months ago, i compiled a music cd called THE OTHERS. it all was sung by westlife.

here’s the list (in randomize order):
nothing’s gonna change my love for you, forever, seasons in the sun, against all odds (with Mariah Carey), mandy, i have a dream, in this life, uptown girl, i’ll be there, that’s life, my girl, aint that a kick in a head, evergreen, home, the rose, the way you look tonight, you raise me up, smile, easy, when you tell me that you love me (with Diana Ross), total eclipse of the heart

if you (can) notice, those songs were once (/ twice / thrice) popularized by other artist. at that moment, i just realized that they had sang enough famous song to be collected in one (my delicate) album. actually, the idea of composing the songs was popped in my mind several times, but i managed to finish it in (about) 1-2 weeks after.

i personally feel westlife’s pop music types sound nice on my ears. evenmore, i think they sing some songs better than the former artist. a song THAT’s LIFE - was in ELIZABETH TOWN movie- , it’s so so so bored there. however i also must say, there are songs that sung better by other artist, i.e. (the jazzy) THE WAY YOU LOOK TONIGHT.

last.. yes, i know there’re other songs i didn’t put on the list. too bad, because the size of the disc can afford no more. hmm.. or maybe i should compose “THE OTHERS – part II” *hoho*

knowing me ?

Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer

In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand.

He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?'

She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'

The lawyer was stunned.

Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'

She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'

The defense attorney nearly died.

The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said,
'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.'

a nite with nasi lengko

tonight as common as other usual nite, arrived at home, in rush manner i went to dining table, with excited act of hunger. and guess what???

there was i, stand still with pretty cant-believe-it look at the table.. also there were many tiny-square-sliced tempe, tahu, timun, toge, and daun kuchai (i guess).. *grasp*
but there was something better near those foods, (just) a plate of spicy steam salty-fish. plus the rice, of course.
omm.. are they gonna be my dinner?

my mum asked me, “do you want me to make the nasi lengko?”
then i remembered – yeahh – it’s usually called nasi lengko.. a famous cirebon cuisine, made of those traditional ‘ingredients’ with an additional ‘flush’ of sweet ketchup & sambal.

”ok, mum.. but dont put too much rice on my plate, please”, with on-diet tone because i quite-hate that lengko.

she mixed those foods patiently in about 1-2 minutes, *when she’s done, i must admit, it looked attractive* then she left the plate on the table.


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*eating time*

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geeezzzzz.... i never thought that, that home-made nasi lengko could be so yummy !!

”mum, could you make me another plate, please”

*haha.. it’s true.. i had it twice*
thanks, mum!!! it was delicious!!