Well good day my fellow loyal stalkers, I'm finally back, to show that a) I didn't die or fatally wounded in a motorcycle accident; b) I'm not tired of this nonsensical blog; although I've been neglecting Ranting Parang for a month or more. It's been so long that it actually felt kinda refreshing to reread my past entries!
Well it's all about time and space, and time I've little of it. Busy busy, and other priorities just kinda pushed my "Update blog at least weekly" schedule to the 967th least urgent matter, just slightly above "Tidying my room - dated 2003 Lunar New Year". Hey, not entirely my fault, cos my readers seldom respond. Where is the love? To show thy love for thy Parang, look at my Dream Bike for birthday on the left side of the screen..
But I've been thinking, and gathering info to populate this little space. But first up, a trip update: The Port Dickson trip to with the Phantom Knights (PKs). Well, they are a bunch of losers who rides or ridden Honda Phantoms before (my current bike), print T-shirts and stickers with the Honda Phoenix logo and sell away their 2B Phantoms for a totally uninspiring 2A bike known as Super 4 (it's so uninspiring the TP in Hatyai use it as a TP bike!). Yes, that's what you have, 'loyal' phantom riders. Anyway, the trip isn't really that interesting, but luckily I got my dear dear to accompany me. For few thousands words of more trip detail click
here for photos! Of course i'll select some good ones to post it here:
The hut looks pretty quaint, and kinda nice with my bike in front!
Well, many many days later, AFTER pissing and getting ready to go to bed, this is what I saw!
Yes ladies an gentleman, a fish in the toilet bowl! Try and ignore the soggy paper and bubbles in the nauseating pool of water and you'll see it... I honestly (after taking the photo) did try and fish out the..fish. But it hide away on the other side of the water outlet... After 15 minutes, I weigh the importance of a life of a fish in a toilet bowl and flushing the bowl, and I flushed.
Well that's it for today. More to come later but tomorrow I'm going to seat in a room full of top brasses from my place to explain why I need to spend $3 million when it cost $3.2 million and why am I so incompetent that I can't do it in $2.5 million.
