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Saturday, November 21, 2009

How to make popcorns from your handphones...

Just watched this video clip in Hussein Hamid's blog:

http://steadyaku-steadyaku-husseinhamid.blogspot.com/2009/11/mobile-phones.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:+Steadyaku47+(steadyaku47)

It shows the amount of heat energy generated by our indispensable mobile phone when a call is directed to it. Scary, isn't it?

Last but not least...

last moments...of regrets:





We have heard of DNA found on a corpse which were from the previous corpse, I bet the following case would puzzle Dr. Porntip:

Dorothy was very upset because her husband Albert had just passed away.

She goes to the mortuary to look at her dearly departed, and the instant she sees him she starts wailing and crying.

One of the attendants rushes up to comfort her. Through her tears she explains that she was upset because Albert was wearing a black suit and that it was his dying wish to be buried in a blue suit.

The attendant apologizes and explains that they always put the bodies in a black suit as a matter of course, but he'd see what he could do.

The next day, Dorothy returns to the mortuary to have one last moment with Albert before his funeral the following day. When the attendant pulls back the curtain, Dorothy manages to smile through her tears as Albert is now wearing a smart blue suit.

She asks the attendant, "How did you manage to get hold of that beautiful blue suit?"

"Well, yesterday afternoon after you left, a man who was about your husband's size was brought in, and he was wearing a blue suit. His wife explained that she was very upset, as he had always wanted to be buried in a black suit," the attendant replied.

The woman smiled.

He continued: "After that, it was simply a matter of swapping the heads around".



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Beware of hanging televisions in restaurants and coffee shops




The cage, as can be seen on the right hand corner of this picture, holds an old-fashioned television outside this coffee shop in Batu Gajah. Those who walk along the corridor are likely to walk past it. Some like me, will make an effort to avoid walking under it. Why?

A few days ago, I advised a friend who has a stall selling Economy Rice in Lung Fatt coffee shop. I said, 'Your good friend's restaurant should not place a table and chairs under the television set, it looks dangerous. Once I saw my brother's ex-classmate and his wife sitting right under it and I was tempted to say it out but didn't. There were at least 10 empty tables and I do not see why they chose that one. If he did not place a table under it, nobody would sit there.'

Two nights ago, I went to the restaurant and the owner in a gesture to hit me, jokingly said, 'You said it will fall down, it fell!' One of his workers was about to adjust something and the television set fell onto the table, breaking it and he was slightly hurt.

Let this be a warning to owners of restaurants and coffee shops with such hanging television sets that they are not 100% safe. The least they could do is to avoid having a table and chairs underneath it. Customers should avoid sitting under heavy objects regardless of what people assure you.

Friday, November 20, 2009

A classic letter of recommendation...

1 Trevor Adams, my assistant programmer, can always be found
2 hard at work in his cubicle. Trevor works independently, without
3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Trevor never
4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always
5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended
6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee
7 breaks. Trevor is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no
8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound
9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Trevor can be
10 classed as a high-calibre employee, the type that cannot be
11 dispensed with. Consequently, I truly recommend that Trevor be
12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be
13 executed as soon as possible.


**Addendum
The idiot was standing over my shoulder while I wrote this report.
Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.

If only Bala had a way of telling us to ignore the 2nd Statutory Declaration!
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A Collector's Dream...

There are disposers and there are collectors.

The former are likely to be very particular about cleanliness and tidiness, bordering on Obsessive Cleanliness Behaviour.

The latter are likely to be hoarders, for one reason or the other, for just in case the item might be needed, or that it will become a collector's item. Such people can never be really tidy because of the superfluous number of items waiting for attention, be it touching up, awaiting a missing item or re-arranging into a set. Cleaning in terms of normal standard of cleanliness is out of the question because it is just not practicable. So, disorderliness and messiness would seem to be the order of the day. Many collectors would prefer cleaners not to touch the items in case they are broken, they themselves are unlikely to have the time to do so.

It is every collector's fantasy to buy something which turns out to be a real collector's item with immense value. Unless descendants are aware of the values of items collected, most would dispose of unwanted items indiscriminately ranging from throwing into the bins or selling at any prices offered.

Now and again, a collector would discover a bargain which pleases him or her immensely. But to discover literally 'an Aladdin's treasure trove' is definitely hard to come by, but it happened! Here is the story forwarded by a friend:

A recently retired New York man wanted to use his retirement funds wisely, decided to buy a home and a few acres in Portugal.

The modest farmhouse had been vacant for 15 years; the owner and wife? Both had died, and there were no heirs.

The estate was being sold to pay back taxes. There had been several lookers, but the large barn had steel doors, and they had been welded shut. No one wanted to go to the extra expense to see what was in the barn, and it wasn't complimentary to the property anyway... So, no one made an offer on the place.

The New York gentleman bought it as is, paying just over half of the property's worth; moved in, and set about to access the barn... curiosity was killing him.

So, he and his wife bought a generator and a couple of grinders... and cut through the welds...

Amazing...

Total value of all vehicles: over 35 million!
The man and his wife had full title to the complete lot of vehicles!

The barn:
The doors were welded shut, but a grinder took care of that. What was in the barn?
A warehouse full of vintage high performance cars! which includes the following:
Aston Martin, Opel GT, Lotus Elan FHC, Lotus Super Seven Series IV, Lotus Elan DHC, Porsche 356, Austin Healey Sprite Mk II, Volvo PV 544, Ford Y, Giulietta Sprint, Giula Sprint Speciale, Nash Metropolitan, Alfa Giuletta, Lotus Europa, another Lotus Elan FHC, Matra Djet, Lancia Flaminia Coup, Abarth 1300 Scorpione, Peugeot 504 cabriolet & 404 cabriolet, Mini, Alfa 1900 Super Sprint, Balilla, Fiat Topolino II, Triumph TR4, Peugeot 202, BMW V8, Formula racers, Chryslers, Mercedes, Austin A30...




Wasn't that deserving of a big celebration and ... a barn dance?

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