You may have already noticed the ever growing Mahjong Stats table at the left hand frame. But ever wonder what those numbers mean? How did we do it?

The session is usually initiated by Alex, with a mobilisation SMS saying: War tonight, xx:xx time? The rest of us will usually reply positively...

Then we'll meet at LS place, our battleground for many saturday night skirmish... Photos at www.pbase.com/snowparang/events

2330 hrs - Battle begins!

0250 hrs - End of 1st 4 winds. Break for supper! Courtesy of LS's wonderful mum.

0519 hrs - 2nd round of 4 winds done, winners smile and losers lament. Usually the winners, with a more uplifting frame of mind, clear the set and roll out the mattresses.

0525 hrs - A much needed rest... From this picture you know who's the owner of the room...

0929 - Breakfast, kindly sponsored by the winners. The type of breakfast will very much depend on the total winnings that day. Today is Ya Kun. Sometimes we go to Crystal Jade!

After that breakfast, LS and Alex will actually proceed to a gruelling 2 hours guitar practice session with ShuHann and Ivan (of Guitaresque fame). Alex claim the lack of sleep enable him to play better guitar.... As for me, it's either a refueling trip in JB followed by some wrenching on my bike, then some sleep...

Got this link from the infamous Bak Chor Mee man, mr brown. All done with no computer graphics! Amazing!

But I always thought Isuzu makes trucks only?

 

  And here I am all smug about my little video....

"We should also ensure adequate rewards for our teachers who joined the Education Service as mid-career officers.  Some of them taken large pay cuts to join us.  Like many of our teachers, they are in the Service for the passion, not for the money. But we should review the salaries that they earn, once they are performing well as teachers, so that their contributions are recognized in line with other good teachers.

Our mid-career officers can bring in valuable insights with their working experience outside the Education Service.  Some  have gone on to assume leadership positions.  Like  Ng Teng Joo, Principal of Henry Park Primary School who used to be an engineer.  Or Charles Surin, who was Vice-Principal of Northland Secondary School and is now attending the Leaders in Education Programme. Charles worked in Ogilvy & Mather, SMRT and TCS.  Or Nur Johari Salleh, who was one of this year’s PAT winners. He was an engineer before he came into teaching. He’s now at Deyi Secondary as HOD for Student Welfare and Development."

- THARMAN SHANMUGARATNAM
MINISTER FOR EDUCATION & SECOND MINISTER FOR FINANCE

HO HO HO!

Read more at
http://www.moe.gov.sg/press/2006/pr20060904.htm
http://www.moe.gov.sg/speeches/2006/sp20060904.htm

Yup, must be watching too much of the pretty well known Top Gear (an automotive talk show from England) that lead to this, my second video creation. Now I just need someone with decent looks, decent voice and charming personality to be the host...

Go to my Google video: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5447927786400594322

 

Gotten this link off tomorrow.sg and what an appropriate time to reflect on the words of the late David Marshall during Singapore's National Day.

Link to the article here: http://thinkhappiness.blogspot.com/2006/08/meeting-david-marshall-in-1994.html

Will cut and paste the interview here, in case the link is taken down.

IN THE PAST, WHEN YOU WERE CHIEF MINISTER, YOUTHS PLAYED A POLITICALLY-ACTIVE ROLE. HOW HAS THE ROLE OF YOUTHS CHANGED AS COMPARED TO THE PAST? The role of youths! Ha! In my time, I tried to educate our people in an understanding of the dignity of human life and their right as fellow human beings, and youth was not only interested but excited about what I consider things that matter. Things of the spirit; the development of a human being to his true potential in accordance with his own personal genius in the context of equal rights of others. Today, youth is interested in getting paper qualification and, as soon as possible, shoveling gold into their bank accounts. It’s a different world, even the law. I am a consultant here [Drew & Napier]. When I left in ’78, there were three partners – it was supposed to be a big firm; two assistants – we were a big firm; 17 staff. This office has four floors. They think that it is a waste of time to use the lift so we have an internal staircase. We have more than 90 lawyers, more than 200 secretaries and I don’t know how many staff. The law is no longer a vocation, it is a business. Everything is geared to business! Of course, there is this pragmatic development of our country. Ah, our rising expectations of a pragmatic character! It is a fantastic and almost a miraculous development in my lifetime. When I was Chief Minister, there were men dying of starvation and because of ‘beri-beri’. I took my PA [personal assistant] and an Inspector of Police for night at midnight. For two hours, we toured Singapore and we estimated there were two ten thousand men sleeping on the pavements. No homes. Today - no unemployment, no homeless. I started this business of building homes for our people. Compare the puny work I achieved and the fantastic HDB homes that are available today for our people. I am deeply impressed and I take off my hat to this very able honest government. Dedicated! But I am seen as a critic and I am a critic. I am frankly terrified by this massive control of the mass media, the press, the radio, television, antennae, [and] public meetings. You can’t write a letter to the Straits Times; if there is a shadow of criticism, it’s not published. And the Chinese press follows suit. It’s a very dangerous position because experience proves that no one group of human beings has got all the wisdom in the world. I mean… well, two of you are Chinese and one Indian [Ed: actually, the interviewers were one Chinese, one Jew and one Indian]. I don’t know much about Indian history but look at China. You had Confucian authoritarianism for more than 2500 years. What happened to China? She was a fossil. She had to reinvigorate herself with the Western ideology of communism. Another authoritarian ideology! And what was the result? There must have been a million decent people who were transformed into vipers, vicious obscene vipers. I’m afraid of this control of the mass media. And are youths the miasma of apathetic subservience to authority? But you say to yourselves, “Well, you know, what do we seek in life? We seek a rice bowl, full!” It is full and overflowing, in fact. They serve you your rice in a jade bowl with golden chopsticks; not that it makes much difference to the taste of the rice. But you’re empty! You’ve got technocratic skills and you are seeking more but internally you are empty. Money is your acid test of success. I’ve got nothing against money. I’d like to have money myself! I’d like to have a house and a garden and dogs and a car and a chauffeur but, look, I’ve got a flat. I’ve got a swimming pool attached to the flat. I’ve not even got a car but I use taxis. I have a dignified way of life without being wealthy. I don’t see the necessity of owning a Mercedes-Benz and a swimming pool and a couple of mistresses. I think we’ve got our values all wrong. You know $96,000 a month for a Prime Minister and $60,000 a month for a minister. What the hell do you do with all that money? You can’t eat it! What do you do with it? Your children don’t need all that money. My children have had the best of education. In fact, I’m very proud of them. One of them is a senior registrar to two major hospitals in Oxford. Another of them is a consultant in European law to the Securities and Investment Board in the United Kingdom. They’ve had their education. There are no complaints. I never earned $60,000 a month or $90,000 a month. When I was Chief Minister, I earned $8,000 a month. Look, what is happening today is we are encouraged to and are becoming worshippers of the Golden Calf. We have lost sight of the joy and excitement of public service, helping our fellow men. The joy and excitement of seeking and understanding of the joy of the miracle of the living the duty and the grandeur. We have lost taste for heroic action in the service of our people. We have become good bourgeois seeking comfort, security. It’s like seeking a crystal coffin and being fed by intravenous injections through pipes in the crystal coffin; crystal coffins stuck with certificates of your pragmatic abilities. What has changed? The self-confidence of our people has grown immensely, and that is good to see. Our pragmatic abilities have grown magnificently, and that is good to see. Very good to see! You are very able. You’re ambitious, and the government has heroic plans for the future. It hasn’t finished. I take off my hat to the pragmatic ability of our government but there is no soul in our conduct. It is a difficult thing to speak of because it is difficult to put in a computer, and the youth of Singapore is accustomed to computer fault. There is no longer the intellectual ferment, the passionate argument for a better civilisation. The emphasis on the rice bowl! Tell me I’m wrong, come on. THE PAP GOVERNMENT HAS INDEED DONE A GREAT DEAL FOR SINGAPORE. HOWEVER, THERE IS AN INCREASING DEGREE OF DISCONTENT GROWING AMONGST OUR YOUTHS AGAINST THEM. WHY DO YOU THINK THIS IS HAPPENING? Our lives are empty. We don’t understand the joy of living is not in the gold coins. It is not in the bank account. The joy of living is in human relations. We are not in appreciation of this miracle of life. We are giving a lop-sided view, an unfairness to the government! We come out of a morass of imperial subjugation where people were dying of starvation and now? You know, when I won a case once years ago, I was presented with a lovely porcelain Buddha with a big flowing belly and ears that reached to his shoulders and a chubby face. I said to my client, “Look, you Chinese got a real feeling for aesthetics. How can you worship something so obscene?” He said, “Mr Marshall, try and understand. China is a land of starvation where millions of people die for lack of food, and to be able to eat that much, to be that fat, that is heaven!” Now, that is the attitude of our government: to be able to eat that much, that is heaven and you should be content. So are youths not content? They are not anti. Our youths frankly, very honestly respect the pragmatic achievements of the government, and I’m grateful, but they feel empty. There isn’t this joy of living which youth expects and youth needs – to learn the joy of living. How do you teach it? I think you teach it through respect for the individual. That’s our tragedy. If you want to put it in a nutshell, our tragedy is that we emphasise the primacy of society as against respect for the individual. Mind you, both are right. I mean both sides have the liberty. Of course, there should be respect for the needs of society over the right of the individual but you must respect the individual too in seeking the expression of the needs of society. Here, we have no respect for the individual. Cane them! Hang them! There are more than a hundred queuing up to be hanged, you know that? [Minister For Law] Jayakumar said, “I have plugged the loop-hole whereby they could escape being hanged and just have twenty years of imprisonment!” Oh, wacko the ducks – you need a monument! The joy of hanging people; flogging them, every stroke must break the skin. I don’t like it. I don’t believe it is a deterrent. I see no proof. Look, it seems to me logic! If every year we have more death sentences, how can you say death sentence is a deterrent? If it were, there should be less death sentences. But you know I’m in a minority and my father had one saying which I’d like you to publish. It is a beauty. He was a true democratic heart although he didn’t know it. He used to say, “David, if ten men tell you your head is not on your shoulders, shake it and make sure. Don’t accept it. Just shake it and make sure!” Well, I’ve shaken my head again and again and again and I still think I’m right. I know I’m in the dog-house. The government doesn’t see I do respect them immensely. They don’t see I’m a genuine friend. They only see me as a critic and to be a critic is to be an enemy who must be erased and destroyed. There is no such thing as an honest critic to the PAP. It’s a blasphemy to criticise the emperor, spoilt son of heaven. [Lee] Kuan Yew says you mustn’t lampoon a Chinese gentleman. Oh, dear me! Ya, what happened? What happened to China? In Europe, they institutionalised the court jester and the court jester had total immunity against any result from his public criticism of the kings and emperors and the courtyard. Open public criticism – that was his job! They tried to laugh it off but at least there was one person to prick the bubble of their overgrown egoism. And which civilisation has progressed better for the development of humanity? The Western civilisation or the Chinese civilisation? You talk of Asian values. I only know two Asian values and, I wish someone would really pinpoint them instead of pontificating ponderously in humbug and hypocrisy. Family values - I think we have more family cohesion in Asia than in Europe; more family warmth and I like that. I accept that there is a greater tradition of family warmth and family cohesion. Two, we have a greater passion for education. My secretary – I asked her once what her background is. She said her mother is a washer-woman and, here is this lovely secretary doing a damn good job. She was educated. How her mother could save enough to give her the education? So these are the only two values I know. Somebody tell me what other values that are Asian, which everybody talks and nobody mentions the exact parameters. And you know we use this concept of family cohesion to place on our youths the burden of caring for aging and ailing parents and grand-parents. The young have got their own lives to make. To carry in your own homes aging irritable ailing parents and grandparents can destroy the family life of the young. But then, the alternative is for the government to pour so much mountains of gold into building homes for the aged. That’s sacrilege – gold is to be gathered and not to be spent. I want to see more crèches, more homes for the aged. Our Prime Minister [Goh Chok Tong] talks about gracious living. Where is the gracious living? So I am a bad boy, I’m ostracised. The Straits Times makes slimy remarks about me. The [press are] running dogs of the PAP. WHAT WOULD YOU TELL YOUTHS WHO INTEND TO PURSUE A CAREER IN LAW? Try and understand that the law is a vocation and not a business. Respect your client irrespective of the fees. I used to charge $1 for a murder case if he was Malay because he had no money. I used to charge $1 to trade unions; all Malay unions, I charged $1 a year. And the $1 is simply because, if you do it for nothing, you are not liable in negligence whereas $1 makes a contract and, if you are negligent, they can sue you. I’d like them to also understand that justice is a meld of law and humanity. Law and humanity; decency in concepts; if we administer law by the soulless logic of the computer, we aren’t on our road to progress. You’re too young but ask your parents – the Japanese times, their draconian approach to anti-social activities. Ask your parents how they welcomed the returning British soldiers in 1945. I was stunned when I heard about it; that we a colonial people, a subject people, should welcome rapturously the armed forces of Imperial power. How was that possible? I learnt that they had a sense of relief to be back in the ambience of British justice; out of darkness, out of the draconian attitudes of the occupying power. If you want to make money as a lawyer, you can. I see marble palaces. My juniors, ha! Marble palaces, swimming pools, Mercedes-Benz! Oh, bravo! They work till nine o’clock at night. I don’t know how their children survive. They work very hard, they make a lot of money. Yes, it’s true. If you are going for corporate law, insurance law and the non-litigant aspects of law, you can make a lot of money. If you’re a particularly good litigant – our litigation lawyers in civil cases – we’ve got some outstanding local lawyers. Yes, you can make a lot of money. Don’t go in for crime. The Criminal Bar is a very frustrating Bar today. YOU HAVE FOUGHT MANY CASES. YOU HAVE SOME BRILLIANT CASES THAT YOU MANAGED TO SWEEP THE JURY OF THEIR FEET IN WORDS? And I’m according to Lee Kuan Yew in Parliament when he sought the abolition of the jury, “David Marshall is responsible for 200 murderers walking freely the streets of Singapore.” I’m proud of that. I told him to put it on my tomb. If there are 200 people walking freely the streets of Singapore, it means they are contributing to Singapore. Singapore would have been poorer by hanging them. I have no compulsion. Look, the purpose of criminal law is really two-fold: as a deterrent and as a catharsis of society to express its vengeance. If you escape it, you’re no harm to society so long as you maintain a good police force and so long as you maintain a certain human justice in understanding. For me, the punishment must not fit the crime, the punishment must fit the criminal and the punishment must fit the needs of society. Recently, I accepted a brief – a Sikh sentenced to death. He was 21 when he was arrested. His appeal came on five years later. It was dismissed. But during those five years, he studied religious knowledge. He got distinction in the New Testament and he became a Christian. He’s now 26 or 27. He’s going to be hanged. I like that man. I think he can be a real asset. He is a delightful chap. I asked his family, his elder brother. I said, “You Sikhs are really close in the family. How did your family take his becoming a Christian?” He said, “What could we do? The poor man is going to be hanged. How can we be angry?” There are more than a hundred people queuing to be hanged. There are decent people there. Look, there’s a lovely phrase – I forgot who coined it – who said, “There but for the grace of God go I, I know no man who stood totally spotless that he can say I committed no anti-social act.” And so in our criminal code, if some escaped, that’s an asset. I’m reminded of a lovely story of Sir Walter Raleigh. On the scaffold, he went up and tested the axe with his thumb and turning to the master executioner, he said, “This is the surest cure for all diseases. If you want to eliminate all crime, you got to eliminate all humanity.” I have absolutely no bad conscience about the men I have helped escape the gallows and escape the prison. I’m grateful for the opportunity to have done that. I say this, perhaps in conclusion, we have a judiciary of tremendous integrity. I’ve been practising since 1948, except for three and a half years, there isn’t a single case of financial corruption, neither in the High Court nor the magistrates’ courts. It’s wonderful to practice in the ambience of total integrity. HAVE YOU EVER REGRETTED BECOMING A LAWYER? No! I think it was a guardian angel that brought me there. I suppose you know, you must have read that I wanted to be a psychiatrist. First, when I was young, I wanted to be a doctor. I thought medicine was the greatest profession in the world – helping heal and comfort the sick and the helpless. And as I grew into adolescence, I wanted to be a psychiatrist. Not to practice but to do research: why the goodwill of the young? All youths no matter what race, no matter what country, goodwill flows from their hearts. They want to help the world, but by the time you reach 30, your goodwill like good wine turns to vinegar – the vinegar of crabbed egoism. I wanted to study the wise and whether these could be some antidote for this unhappy transformation of the goodwill of youths to the crabbed egoism but I didn’t have the money. Fortunately! I don’t know if I could have achieved anything that vast. I don’t know whether I have the intellectual ability to do first-class research into the mind and emotions of man. I fell, by accident, into the right career at the right time and it has been wonderful. Regret? I’m full of gratitude for having become a lawyer and, especially, a criminal lawyer; for having helped thousands of people terrified, helpless before the silly forces of society. They’ve looked into me as their protector. I have no regrets at all for having helped them; humanity, if you can understand this. If you ever become a criminal lawyer, never look down upon your client. He may be a murderer or he may be a thief; he is a fellow human being. You must try and respect your client no matter what he has done. It is very important in your own self-respect in your work, and to help who is helpless in seeking help. Look, at the age of 86, I can say in all earnestness, the thing that matters most in bringing human satisfaction is human relations. To be able to care for your fellow human beings, to be able to give! Never mind about receiving. Even today, my friends say, “Oh, David, stop it! Why do you have to keep making public noises that annoy the government? Live in dignity and retirement. They’ll respect you and you’ll have the honours.” Ha, honours! I want to fight till I’m dead! What matters most in life is the right of human beings to live fully in the context of their own genius. In one word, perhaps, to fight for human justice. I once said humanity’s cry for human justice reverberates down the corridors of the centuries, and it is still crying for human justice. AN UNFORGETTABLE MOMENT IN ST. ANDREW’S SCHOOL? I was coming. That was the old building and I was coming along the corridor carrying a set of books. It must have been morning and, outside my classroom, there was a Chinese boy much slimmer than you [Dharmendra] with his back to the wall – absolutely pale, full of fear. And in front of him was my friend, an American boy – same student, same class – and dancing an Indian jig saying, “Chink! Chink! Chinaman!” Without the slightest warning, I dropped my books and lunged at him [the American boy]. DO YOU HAVE ANY MESSAGE IN GENERAL? Recognise there is a lot of satisfaction in public service, foreign service, judicial service. A great deal of satisfaction in public service, even honorary public service in committees. [If] you are totally engrossed in self-promotion, at the end of the day, you’ll find it’s dead seafood. Try and give up yourselves to others. I am so alien to this worship of the Golden Calf and the draconian attitude; the brutal attitude towards our fellow citizens. Here I ask people and, no doubt, if I ask you, “We’re all in favour so long as it’s not me having my bottoms cut! Yes, whip ‘em!” Try to put yourself in the other man’s shoes. And, of course, what have I got to say? You, the young – you’ve got a fantastic, absolutely fantastic potential before you; economic expansion, heroic plans that the government has for the future not only the present. You are so lucky! No unemployment! Great potential even beyond your capacity to fulfill. It’s an exciting country, Singapore. It’s a lovely country. And you have to make your own space for your own spiritual and intellectual needs and have the courage. Have the courage to serve your fellow men with integrity. I’ll put it in one nutshell: have the courage to live, don’t be afraid! You know, I’m told I’m fool-hardy and always criticising, although I have such a gracious life. But fool-hardy or no, this is me; I am prepared to take what you give.

It is both touching and sad at the same time, as I'm afraid what he said about youths caring  more about money than anything else, is pretty true. Perhaps it is the immensely comfortable and convenient life here in Singapore that leads us to become the money=life soul less zombies.

And the sadder thing? We realise it and yet cannot escape, or do not wish to forgo being the comfortable zombie that we are. Dreams, ambitions and fantasy are immediately placed a second priority in place of cars, flats and a 'standard Singaporean' life. And if you beg to differ, you're just plain weird and not being very sensible. Pragmatism wasn't exactly a desirable trait then but here it's almost a virtue.

It started as a makan session. "There's this damn nice place, somewhere near Desaru. Seaview, good seafood and more importantly, it's cheap...." suggested Desmond some time ago, where I wasn't around. I sort of push things to reality as I suggest the 2 blokes, Xueming and Desmond, to get their 'performance cars' (Clio RS and WRX respectively) to Pasir Gudang to really use that performance they've paid a premium for. Sure, going at 140 km/h along Airport Road with pedestrains, motorcyclist, cyclist and the usual dumb-sense S'pore drivers attempting to make you crash may seem exciting (too exciting for me), but then there's a time and place for everything, and Airport Road ain't able to bring out half of what the car can do compared to PG.

On the other hand, that leaves the other 2 kakis Eric and Charpin in the cold, as they drive auto cars and they don't have the passion for 'race'. So in the end, it became a smaller makan session (in JB town) and a smaller racing session (in the go kart track at Permas Jaya). There's also the interesting 'Brazil vs France' vibe going on, which I will get Desmond to update... Charpin was also tied up with some...personal matters.

No pics this time but got video! Notice the odd male participant i.e. me...

To view video: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=2752745542282711182

The go kart was fun but a tad expensive at RM30 per 10 mins. And things did went a bit wrong when Felicia crashed in the go kart and recieved some scratches in return. But she was mighty sporty about it, and that was quickly forgotten during the shopping and movie session in City Square.

Hopefully the guys got enough sense and balls to go PG next! Xueming was prety confident of getting a lap time of 2:10 and below...hmm....

Wah ha! After 27 yrs as a Singaporean, I finally got to see the National Day Parade (NDP) live! Although it's just a preview, or a full rehearsal before the actual on on 09 Aug 06, the events, coordination, goodie bags and pretty much everything will be done to the full level. Not sure of the expensive fireworks though.

First of all, though it may seems common sense, DO NOT drive or ride to NDP. Being a swa koo to such events, it didn't hit me that only invited vehicles have parking labels. So after circling the National Stadium for 3 rounds, finally managed to park near Kallang MRT and walk the way there. Grr....

All pictures at http://www.pbase.com/snowparang/ndp2006

Bulls eye!	Last of the paratroopers, landing with the state flag.
All stand and sang the National Anthem as the state flag flew past, escorted by 2 Apaches.	GOH marches off (after standing there for a good 40 minutes) and the show begins!
Some mass dance thingy, with 'appropriate' NE themes. Somehow this year like almost everything linked to 'children of the future'...	Shi Jia, as mentioned in my previous entry, singing the NDP song.
Fireworks is the main highlight of the show. But it looks better from a distance rather than in the Stadium itself.	More fireworks
Release of white and red balloons, with a medley of standard NDP songs.	We had a good time!

Besides the walking and jostling, the whole parade was quite an experience. Months of preparation, millions of dollars and tons of sweat from eveyone went into creating this 3 hrs show. But frankly, I think once is enough for me, I prefer to gaze at the roaring F-16s and fireworks from afar and without 50,000 other sweaty bodies.

Happy Birthday Singapore!

FINALLY! I've managed to made it to this small little speed freak heaven in our neighbour country - the Johor Circuit in Pasir Gudang. It wasn't a first for me (see my previous trip) but it's definitely a first for me on a bike, hitting the tracks.

A little more about this session. For most of you, you'll be mildly surprised that in this 21st century, there's actually a MINDEF forum in our military internet. And it is in this 'work-related' open forum, that I got to know some fellow bikers in MINDEF, some of them being track fanatic. And after like 9 months of expressing interest in going, I finally manage to tag along. I was planning to just be a photographer, but the sexy track and also my fellow Super 4 rider persuaded me to pay up 50RM for an hour of track use.

No need to talk so much! Look at the pics! Photos at http://www.pbase.com/snowparang/pasirgudang

 

"Meet at White House at 7 am to avoid jam". This is the white house, without jam!	But like any other bike outing, confirm got people late one....
Calm, serene, peaceful. Quite contrary to the long jam for the Singapore bound causeway.	I gotta admit...colorful balloons and race leathers do look kinda...matching.
Before burning rubber, some food for hungry Singaporeans.	In the pits waiting for the bike time slot . There was a record of 9 Ducatis and even the odd BMWs!
Suit up and get ready!	Last turn of the track, followed by a straight pass along the grand stand.
Taking a break for round 2.	Well you sure can't do these in Singapore!
Arguably one of the fastest bike during the circuit.	Arguably one of the slowest. Courtesy of angkuguay.

Well, I'll be back for sure! Just look at my hilarious corner stance. There's so much I wanna do now to hone my skills...late braking, getting into optimum gear, hanging off, getting the best line...can't wait!

And after I've had my fun with the Super 4, it'll be a terrific consumate session with my mistress - my Aprilia RS250!

it is a strange coincidence, that one day before I take my Class 2 riding test (which would allow me to ride motorcycles of any engine displacement), I recieved an SMS about the death of a fellow motorcyclist.

I only knew him as Mr Bean or rather misterbean to be precise, his nickname in some bike forums. Met him only twice, once during a supper session at Adam Road hawker centre (where I discovered the wonderful prawn noodles), and the other time at Racewerks, where he sent his bike to replace some electrical parts while I was collecting my newly repaired RS250 after that crash. He was a very friendly but softspoken man. He love his new bike, the Honda CBRXX1100 (aka Blackbird) so much that he actually bought the bike before he pass his Class 2!

Riders that had went with him on overseas trip all agree he was a safe rider, one that do not exceed his limits. He was also a patient rider (an uncommon trait, since he's riding Honda's fastest production motorcycle) and is willing to trudge at a 'slow' pace to be the last bike, shadowing class 2B riders and ensuring their safety.

No one was near him when he crashed. Witness (when they got there) said he died on the spot, bikes aflame, limbs torn. What's worst, is that his parents do not know he is riding. Yes, he manage to keep it from them for few years (he's married with 1 kid already).

Still, death is something the Undo function does not have effect on. The fellow riders of that fateful trip had kneeled down in front of his parents, asking for forgiveness. They may not be at fault, but I guess it's something to close the pain.

RIP.

On a different note, the next day I passed my Class 2 test on the first try.

 

Lastly, met up with some CACS guitar chaps to do some DVD duplication and was pleasantly surprised to find out that this year's NDP singer was from CACS guitar! In fact, Gong Shi Jia or Kaira Gong, had performed Lady Marmalade with me playing the bass a few years back!

This is us, I think in 2003. "Hey sista go sista soul sista!"

 

And this is Shi Jia now, taken from NDP website

 

Wonder what whitening cream she use...oops! Just joking, all the best to her singing career!

Yup, thanks to my new posting in LPB, I've got the chance to go to USA again! My function was mainly as a diplomatic courier, hand carrying some 'stuff'. Anyway, becasue of this I got to go to Peace Vanguard and Peace Carvin II, the 2 RSAF overseas detachment that operates the AH-64 and F-16 respectively.

Right now I'm using the free wireless lan in Taco Bell in South Tuscon, Arizona. Arizona is a desert, and this time of the year is one of the hottest.... ok for those of you who thought no place can be hotter than our sunny Singapore, and that Chatuchak market in Bangkok is the ultimate in heat related torture...you are wrong! According to papers the temp range here is 26 - 38 degrees celcius, and I think they are right! Walking in the unsheltered street, I feel like I'm in an oven. Literally. It's the same feeling when you're standing like 2 feet away from a bonfire, in the hot afternoon sun in Singapore while throwing paper offerings to the bonfire to get Mercedes, bungalows and maids delivered to your recently departed relative. It's hot.

The best (or worst) thing is because it's so dry, you don't sweat! And hence you're dehydrating faster than route marching in tekong while unaware of it. My...excretions are all hard and ball-like, like rabbits poop, thanks to the dry conditions.

Some photos! All at http://www.pbase.com/snowparang/arizona

Wheat farm	It ain't called a desert without a few giant cacti!
My rental car. Drink more fuel than mine RS250.	Desert, settlement, mountains range. Everywhere here.
Holes, home of the pairie dogs	Ever so clever, the pairie dog freezes in midstep as he sense my movement. Can you find it?
Peeking out. "Is the coast clear?"	"The blue 2-legged freak is looking at us...don't move yet!"
Does my ears make my legs look fat?	Sculpting glass
The moutain giants marches towards the fenceline, smirking at the fence they've erected for 'defense'...	Strong winds kicking up dust up near the moutains

To be cont'...

But there's nothing much to update.... As with my Alaska trip, the suburbs and cities of USA is pretty much stale (once you overcome the initial swa koo factor...'ooh! A parking meter that accept coins! Ohh! Why are they so fat...). And as usual, work comes first and hence I miss the chance to go to Las Vegas or Grand Canyon, much like how I miss the opportunity to see ice bergs and whales in Alaska.

But I digress. The 2nd leg of the American trip bring us to another part of Arizona - Phoenix. I thought Tuscon was hot but here is even worst. It must be during these times that the 'phoenix rises out of the ashes', ashes being crisp, dried humans. 42 degrees Celcius is the mid noon temperature. And they say August is even hotter!

Being a much larger city/hub of sort, there's more shopping here, including the fantastic Scottsdale Fashion Square with hundreds of branded retailers all located in one place. From Louis Vutton to Victoria Secrets to Guess to Bebe to Burberrys to Tiffany's... Here my counterpart, having promised her wife to get her a Coach bag (and realising later that this place do not have a factory outlet, and hence not much cheaper), forked out a cool US$360 nonchantly. He wasn't very pleased to see the duty free Coach outlet at San Francisco airport though. For those bargain hunters, go to Las Vegas and shop to your hearts content (for American brands, at least).

But first thing first! After a tormentous 3 days of terrible American food, we were dying for something more familiar. On a recommendation by Edwin in Tuscon, we made our way to Great Wall, a well-known chinese restaurant in Phoenix. Kung Pow chicken, fried tofu, kailan with oyster sauce...done in normal Chinese style and not the American perception of Chinese food. It was fabulous.

Unfortunately, there's really not much interesting stuff, and hence not much photos to tell the tale. Won't mind going back there for Grand Canyon (the mule ride/camping seems very interesting. Not going to do that during summer though) or Las Vegas if I have the chance again.