Epitome Of Fear

Watching Duel made me realize several things about driving.

There are road bullies long before most of us knew it.

And it made me ponder too, what if I'm involved in a similar predicament.

Let me think, do I have a car to handle a tough truck?

No. I don't have enough metal, obviously.

Will I be able to outrun its pace?

I am not sure. The truck in the movie tops out at 90mph, although I'm pretty sure it's pure nonsense. STELLAR tops out at 85mph. Fat chance.

Do I have enough speed to stay away?

Nope. Same as second ponder.

Do I have the cornering poise?

I think so. Any Minis can outcorner most things on the road. Fair chance.

And lastly, do I have enough guts to push my car to the limits?

Maybe. I dueled with a race Mini once thru Fraser's Hill, albeit with the slower SYCLONE.

And, we are talking about STELLAR here.

So it seems obvious that I should stay on the open roads, and not the highways.

I look forward...

... to the day I get to drive again.

I miss the sights, I miss the timeliness, I miss the freedom.

I miss the loud row the carburettor makes when the 'VTEC' kicks in.

And I miss the wind messing with my hair.

But now, priorities are priorities.

Classic Movie Rules!

I have watched some classic movies lately.

Batman vs The Green Hornet (1966)
Duel (1971)
The Big Boss (1971)
A Clockwork Orange (1971)
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974)
Black Belt Jones (1974)
The Hills Have Eyes (1977)
Convoy (1978)
The Gods Must Be Crazy (1980)
The Gods Must Be Crazy II (1989)

I look forward to watching some more, namely:

The Car (1977)
Christine (1983)
The Cannonball Run 3 (1989)

As you can see, I am a fan of original movies. And I love most of them. And this is a way small summary for the actually large list.

You may notice two 1989 movies. Well who cares right? Classics are classics. Anything under 1990.

News Item

Monday, 8.34pm. Danau Point, Precinct 16.

Payday. Finally.

What a relief.

End of news.

Now for some shopping. As a lone ranger.

I think I'm liking this.

I know my love is anxious for some trolley action, but I think home is where she should be now.

And I'm sort of getting the hang of it too.

No problem.

Tat taa..

Hot Hearted

STELLAR will need servicing anytime soon.

The engine is way warmer, nearing to being hot.

I suspect the oil has thinned out to the point of expiration.

And it's been more than 4 month already since the last oil change.

So obviously...

Crazy About Cars

Not much mood to start writing actually. But here goes.

Watched Cars last Saturday at Sunway Pyramid.

To cut the story short, the biggest moral of the movie to me is, never neglect the small towns around you. and I have been believing in that for quite sometimes, ever since I started driving 11 years ago. Always avoid the highway, and appreciate the original roads around you.

And one more lesson I can relate to is, sometimes, you need to take a little drive just because you feel like it.

And boy, Muzaffar behaves very well that day too. I think he can relate to the movie.

Son: Kereta Kar (car)

Son: Lori Rak (truck)

Son: Lori Eler (trailer)

Son: Lori Pikap (pickup)

By the way, I've been thinking of giving up Nescafe for good. As heard, Nescafe is not good for long term health. And that's just the topic me and my family discussed over tea. So I have decided, once my current supply runs out, I will almost totally give it up. I will change my coffee to something else.

Besides, it seems to upset my stomach lately.

Anyone to suggest a good enough low cost coffee?

Isn't Everybody Unique?

Some of my colleague told me that I am different. Some even think my difference seems wierd.

I take it as more like commenting, or actually complaining.

I have only one thing to tell them. Shouldn't I? Am I entitled, at least, to be me?

OK, they may say such as I am of a different wavelength. And of course I admit.

I may not eat the things they eat. Eggs, durians, or whatever.

I may not listen to the music they delve in, be it '80s Malay male and female pop, or whatever.

I may not drive the "normal" cars like them. Protons, Peroduas et cetera.

I may not look at the same features of girls like they do.

I may not humiliate the bosses or colleagues like they always do. I always believe in reserving my comments about other people.

I may not chat much about football, or anything much that they chat about.

I may not accept certain aspects of things getting thrown at me like other people.

I may not appreciate or watch certain sports or certain TV programs like them, football included.

I may have different opinions on certain things, be it similar or different from them, but then again, I do think I am entitled to voice out.

I may not work at the office the same way they do. Although I do believe I need to work harder.

I may not dirty my lungs with cigarette smokes like they do.

I may not have the facial feature they like. Or they think I don't look friendly enough.

I may not have the same dreams of owning a house or driving hire-purchase cars like they do.

I may not mix much like all my colleagues. I may seem to love my cubicle, not like most that loves to move around.

Nevertheless, I did not tell them they are different.

I know people are unique. And they have all the rights to being that. I just appreciate the simple beauty of it.

I may not listen to Adam Ahmad every morning like somebody I know did. And I didn't pester people with my music (hence the headphone collection I have).

So, I thank the people that said I am. Thus I think, I am entitled to be just myself.

Isn't uniqueness interesting?

I Love Cat Too Though...

I just cannot understand why women love cats.

Cats are independent. They don't listen, they don't come in when you call, and they like to stay out all night.

They come home and expect to be fed and stroked, then they want to be left alone and sleep.

In other words, every quality that a woman hates in a man, she loves in a cat.


PS: A small article I got from a list.

Almost Power Steering

STELLAR's steering felt too light last night, I think I almost imagined him being too easy to crash somewhere.

Or I think I pumped in too much air into his tyres, I don't know. It's 31psi at the back, and about 34psi front.

Or, the steering felt heavy all these while, because of too few air in the tyres. And I just got used to the heavy steering feeling, when this happen.

I should get used to this new feeling, as it almost felt like power steering was added to him.

Next week will be my turn to drive people to Friday prayers. I am thinking of putting in some aircondition gas as well. Just for them hot moments. Just...

And for the steering, it will certainly need some attention someday.


Rest in no peace, STELLAR, for at any moment, you shall find yourself getting started again.

Joseph Williams - Make Some Time (Alternative Version)

Oh here I go
I fell in love
Baby maybe I'm wrong
But I can't get enough of you

One night of love
To me it was ecstasy
How can this be

So I'm on my way
But which way do I go
Baby it happens so fast
I just don't know

One night with you
And you got me hanging there
I just can't see

I should know it takes time
For passion
I should know it takes time
For love to come into your heart
I know it will


PS: I love Mark Towner Williams' hi-hat play in this version of the song.

Joseph Williams - One More Chance

Now I can see the lie
Written on your face and only for my eyes
Now have we gone too far
For a rescue of the heart to carry on

One more chance
Is all I ask
One more chance is all we get
To make it last

Soft are the arms of pain
You will never know the difference if I don't say
Love take these open arms
If you let me I'll never do you harm


PS: Joseph William should have been a star with this 1982 album

Mother-Son Bonding

Not enough sleep last night. And that makes me late for work.

I can only think of a few reasons why.

Muzaffar was not feeling well. There's this pain inside one of his ears. It's the discomfort that made him not being able to sleep well, and having us to stay up as well. And my God I am worried that some insect has made its way into his ear. Thank goodness it's only lots of wax.

Plus, he's feeling left out already, about the good news my family just got about the possibility of a new family member being on the way. Yes you read it right.

He suddenly seem to want to be so close to his mother, like he used to about a few months ago when my love wanted to stop his breastfeeding.

Muzaffar dear, you should never worry. Rest assured that you are always the very beloved son. And hope you will soon be a good brother as well.

An Article About Polygamy

I know this topic is very controversial. Nevertheless, since it's a big subject that may start a hot debate among the gender, I will post it anyway.

And if you ask me, I myself will reply in the positive. Yes you heard it right.

Click http://xil3x.blogspot.com/ for the article.

Happy reading!

Music To My Ears

My current, and usual, play list is, and why:

Hard Rockers

Journey -

• City Of The Angels (simplistic excellence)
• Stone In Love (the rhythm section at epilogue)
  
• Hopelessly In Love (a perfect song for me)
  

Def Leppard -

• Don't Shoot Shotgun (the ensemble at pre-chorus)
  
• Comin' Under Fire (the drums, Steve Clark's licks, and the arpeggio)
  
• Action Not Words (the drums and Steve Clark's licks)
  

Lynch Mob -

• Sweet Sister Mercy (the chorus and guitars)
  
• For A Million Years (the intro guitar)
  

Poppers

Joseph Williams

• I'd Rather Dance By Myself (still so melodic)
  
• Pretty Face (I'm so in love with the vocals)
  

Metalers

Forbidden -

• March Into Fire (the intergalactic riff)
  
• Off The Edge (the fast chord progression)
  

Mercyful Fate -

• Curse Of The Pharaohs (the guitars)
  
• Evil (the guitars)
  
• Nightmare (the bass and guitars)
  

Self Composed

Cruwy -

• Kali Pertama (a melodic ballad composition by the ever popular MRMR)