Rhythms of the Night

I came because of an itchy butt,

I stayed and I played my part,

I leave with a heavy heart,

I hope we will never grow apart.

 
My New Domain……

www.ahpek.com
 

You know what is a small businessman like me’s greatest nightmare? Getting a call from the bank saying you don’t have enough funds to cover a payment that you have made. Half an hour after I opened shop today, the was what happened. The Bank called to inform that one of my custumer’s cheque had bounced thus I don’t have enough funds to pay my suppliers to whom I have issued payment based on the cheque I received from that fucking customer. BLARDY CHOW CHEE BAI!! If you don’t have enough money in your account, have the courtesy to call me and beg me to postpone the cheque. I will have no choice but to agree, don’t you see? Since you never call, I will assume the cheque to be good. I will pay my suppliers with the money that have supposedly paid me. KA NIN NAU BU! 

Sorry .. I cannot screw him directly, so i screw him here. If I screw him in his face, he will take the apportunity to konkek busuk with me and I won’t have anymore chances of getting my money back. So i made a "very friendly and polite call" to him just now.

"Err…. Encik Mat…. minta maaf ya, tapi bang punya cheque ada sikit masaalah lah.. Mungkin bang sibuk dah lupa bank in wang kut.."   

See? that’s why my hypertention never seems to go down. Some of you might snigger and say, "What lah Ah Pek, you don’t have any cash reserves one meh?" The answere is a pitiful, NO. I used to have some reserves to tide over before, but business had so slow for the past 2 or 3 yers, that I have practically dried up whatever I have. You see, my suppliers gives me a 60 days credit term. I will normally give my custumers about 45 days, maybe even sixty days on some occasions. So if I get all my payments promtly, I don’t have to dig into the spare cash. BUT, all that is on paper only. 80% of my custumers dragged their payments so badly, that they are 180 days in default. So I have to pay for them first. Pay, pay, pay , sampai I also go broke already. As it is, I have about more than 100k stuck with them. I can’t sue them, I can stop supplying them. If I do stop supplying them, they go elasewhere, and my money will never see the light of the day. Sigh.. like this, when only can retire leh?    

Remember sometime ago i said I learned a new word that was so long that I can’t even pronounce it? Today I stumbled upon another word.

The Google Tool bar in Firefox is a wonderful tool. When you type a certain word in the search bar, a few suggestions drops down and if anyone of the suggestions natches your search, you save the trouble of typing the whole phrase. Today, I typed in the word ‘longest..’. before I could finish, there was a few choices like ‘longest word in the dictionary’ or ‘longest word in english’ See? Damn good neh. Since I was offered some choices, I clicked on ‘Longest word in the dictionary’ and I stumbled on this word in wikipedia.

pneumono­ultra­micro­scopic­silico­volcano­coniosis(45 letters)

You go pronounce that! I’m not going to crack my head. It is a term used to refer to a certain kind of lung disease. I think the person who gets this disease will die earlier trying to tell his family the name of the disease rather than dying from the disease itself. There is another longer one if youare interested. It’s,

Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateapokaiwhenuakitanatahu (85 letters) which is the name of a hill in New Zealand. And I want to give you this boner!

Bababadal­gharagh­takammin­arronn­konn­bronn­tonn­erronn­tuonn­thunn­trovarrhoun­awnskawn­toohoo­hoordenen­thurnuk.

Ask you die oredi onot? No! I’m not bluffing you. This word was coined by James Joyce in his novel Finnegans Wake, it allegedly is the symbolic thunderclap representing the fall of Adam and Eve. 

All info gathered from HERE 

The whole damn world is complaining. They are complaining. We are complaining. You are complaining. She is complaining, I am complaining and certainly He is complaining. He is complaining because he wants to say something and he complains that They are trying to stop him. They are complaining because They say He had 22 years to say all he wanted, so why is He bickering for another 15 minutes.

Then there are Some who are complaining that Their welfare has not been taken care of. They say they don’t have enough houses, when 70% of all houses built by Them are allocated to Them first. When someone build houses, they must give a discount to Them so that They can afford to buy, but I think They want it for free, because after the discount still the houses have no takers. And so the complains pour in day in day out.

I want to complain too. I don’t want to be the odd one out. I want to complain that I haven’t had a proper holiday for 4 years. I want to complain that my tummy is too big. I want to complain that I am getting balder by the day. I also want to complain my neighbour’s wife is sexier than mine. I some more want to complain that you guys don’t read my blogs frequent enough.

Can’t we all just shut the fark up, do what we have to do, and stop complaining? I getting fed-up.  

I have a bad feeling about Blogger Beta. I migrated to the Beta version the day they announced it. Some say I am very foolhardy. There are so many unresolved issues, but me, being the itchy old monkey couldn’t care less. What can possibly happen, I thought. Worst scenario will be loosing my Blogs and I couldn’t care less about that. They are not exactly top blogs, if you know what I mean. I can start another one almost immediately.

Blogging wise, I find this Beta version no much different. If I did not convert to their default templates, everything is almost the same except that i can sign in with my Blogger’s account or I can choose to sign in with my Googles account. However recently, they merged the 2 accounts together and now I can only sign in with my Googles account. It’s okay by me, but another thing came up. I can’t comment on Blogger Blogs that haven’t migrated to the Beta version if the blogger has set their options not to allow anonymous comments. So to all of you who don’t see me commenting like I use to in your blogs, sorry. I can’t if you don’t allow anonymous comments. 

Blogger Beta allows easy modifications to the blog if only you use their default templates. Colours and fonts can be changed with a click of the mouse. Very nice feature for a novice blogger. Buthen, they didn’t or haven’t add in the Change Header Image feature which I think is a very much sought after feature.

With all these user friendly features, I should like it more than before right? I don’t. Why? Because I have a suspicious mind. I think when the final version comes out, Blogger will probably:

• Only allow ads in the sidebars. They have allowed users to edit the codes. I am no good in codes, but from what I make out of it, I think they only let us access the style sheet codes. I might be wrong, but when I try to add in additional ads, it never appears. Maybe they haven’t resolve it. It’s still in Beta form, bear in mind.
  
• They will add in their own adds in the Main pages. Hey, it’s big money for them and Blogspot has been free all this while.

I feel like ranting and complaining. About the immediate increase in the price of cigarettes, about the coming increment of alcohols. The announcements were only published today, and prices were changed immediately. The supermarkets, mini markets, restaurants, all had ample stock of cigarettes. One pack of 14’s cost 30 sens extra from today. There are 20 packs in a carton, which means they stand to make an extra 6 bucks for each carton. Some minimarkets has the ability to sell 20 to 30 cartons per day, which means 180 bucks in "extraordinary profits." Not that I much care. I am going to stop anyway. Ahahahaha.. I say that each time there is an increase. I have my last pack which I bought for the old price. This is going to be my last. Bwahahahaaaa… I also say that the last time. 

No matter. The price of beer and stouts stays the same. That is what matters most. I can still have my four downings each day. Doctors advise. 4 beers is good for the heart. Better if I can afford red wine. But then, red wine don’t get me high. I like being a little bit high. Makes me sleep sounder and keeps the ‘urge’ under control. Age is really catching up. Remember once when I can wallop 6 beers and still feel fresh and can still have a humongous boner. When I once younger, there was a silly game we play. We would have 6 beers each and then compete to see who can get a hard-on in the shortest time possible. You know when you are pissed, the little brother stops listening to you. You can jerk it all you want and it will stubbornly refuse to get up. So when you see those movies where the lead actor did some unmentionable things under the influence of alcohol, don’t believe it. They are bluffing you.

Anyway, it’s a good thing the Pak didn’t raise the prices of light alcohol. That is about the only thing I find helpful in the recent budget. Other than that, I can’t find anything to cheer about. Guess I’ll stop boring you now. If you want some refreshments, go to my other blog.    

I don’t know the feeling because I have never believed in something so deeply or steadfastly that when someone contradicts or criticises that believe, I ‘ll blow my top defending that believe. It baffles me as to how someone can hold on so stubbornly to a certain believe that nations can go to war. Can’t they accept the fact that there are always the positive and negative sides of things?

Times change. Tides change. The whole universe is changing. Even good old Pluto can be demoted from a planet to an asteroid. How then, can some people’s mind never changes? How then can someone hold on to some believes that was thought ages ago to suit that particular time and make it their principle of life in this modern age? Isn’t that against the law of basic human advancement? It’s not to say you discard what you have believed and practice all this while to make yourself a better human, but let’s be liberal about it. Adopt what we have learned and apply it with and along the changing tides.

Maybe i am feeble, but I have never held on to a certain thought, teaching or believe that i consider worthwhile to start a quarrel over. Some call me a lost lamb and I have no final destination. So be it. Let me be lost. Being lost makes you discover new routes while searching for your way out. I might find a short cut, I might stumble upon a new highway or I might even find a network of new roads leading me multiple destinations. So i keep my options and choices open and I am receptable to all.