A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss

- printed in micro-fabric bold against an outrageous red background across Timmy Boy's chest.

Here's a thought-provoking and catchy catchline which caught my cunning eye on some kewl Chinese New Year gathering we had at the Snake's Lair; not new to you guys cos you peeps probably heard it from me countless of times to the point of irritation.

Remember my sole purpose in life is to irritate the shit out of you guys to see how much stick you guys can take and tolerate before you officially declare me a 大人。 I realised the more shit you're willing to put up with an idiot, the more you consider him as a brudder deep down inside. As such, the following shall now be assumed: Irritation being the official yardstick to measure brudderhoodship by and BerD, the official SI unit for irritation.

Here's an example for the slow and fat on the proper usage of the newly coined term:

BerD:
Timmy: "Woah, that BernarD da AnaConDa is one sonnawabeetch man... He was like damn irritating lah during the car ride back home... Cant stand him balls."
GooSe: "Huh! Really? And how irritating was he?"
Timmy: "The fuck I know? Perhaps 3 BerDs much?"
GooSe: "Really?! 3 BerDs much?! Coolness." (o.O)

Back to that kickass phrase: A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss.

Saying it alone makes me feel 3 times as cool as before.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.

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9 times as cool now. Coolness...

Honestly, I'm still struggling to figure the exact meaning behind this kickass phrase. It seems that it's got a truckload of possible permutations of meanings to it... Well here's Timmy's interpretation of it is and at face-value: "When you're on a roll, there's no stopping ya!" Well I guess Timmy was just bent on going to the Snake's Lair to win money in CNY's context! Cheerios anyway... Time to sleep!

An annual affair...

Damn... how noob can I get.
Forgot to bring the camera once again, to capture the shots of us invading the Snake's lair.

Once again, kudos to the Snake for letting us invade his lair.
More so for his generous parents who didn't mind our noise, our shameless-ness, and of course, our betting. (Snake's dad ROCKS lah, the way he was throwing the $$ around, not exactly throwing and expecting us to catch, but you guys get the idea.)

Ah.....................................................

We really need trips like this to make Chinese New Year complete sia.

And now, presenting the winners:

1. Mok Syndicate
-- KNNBCCB, thy powers combine doeth spell our doom. Serious!!! What kind of banker can lose the first round when everyone betted small small amount, then whack the living daylights out of us in the final round with a ban-ban(Goose, I can feel your pain...) Insidious sia...

2. Miss Bai Shiqi(aka the 2nd sis)
-- kaoz, lucky I smart this year to join force with her, if not I sure UP the lorry one. An example of how lucky she is: Opened the cards to see a big Jack and a red 5. Drew the other card, see also no need to see then flip it open liaoz. Imagine lim bei's surprise to see a 6 staring back at me. KNN!!! I don't even dare to do that lah... unless I win 1x big one. But I never~~~~~~~~~~~

3. Seng the lame cock... rooster I mean.
-- not a big amount, but still, enough for him to break the curse of losing at the Snake's lair every year. This year, we just can't skin the bleddy cock, I mean rooster.

4. The unknown cousin
-- my gawd... dunno us well still there to cheat our money. Everytime whack 10+ bucks. Lim bei banker he still dare to Blackjack somemore. Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


And the losers, in not order whatsoever...

1. Berd da Anaconda.
-- lost so much even I was sweating for him. More details please harangue the man to tell us more.

2. Beng da suai one.
-- won in the beginning. But his round as banker wiped out everything. Had to fork out money somemore. Suai sia~~~

3. Goose.
-- won some in the end, no thanks to Uncle's insidiuous plans to make us Up the bet. Lucky lim bei neber greedy. If not Goose's goh leng sure kill me one.

4. Timmy/Smeagols.
-- nabei this year came with a bad feeling I was going to lose it and sure enough, banker first round kena Blackjack-ed. 2nd round won back a bit. Misc bettings all buang-ed. Until I double-teamed with winner no.2 (Snake's younger sis) to cut the losses. Looks good for my romance forecast for the rest of the year no?

5. Phil da bear bear.
-- dunno in the end he got win back or not, but hey, at least you scam-ed $50 for the Snake for his stint as banker.

6. Ed da Halal Pig
-- played so big at the beginning till he had to touch his reserves to cover the taxi fare for tonight. Lucky he left early if not maybe he'll lose more? I have no idea man...

7. Gab.
-- the fat bugger is suai. End of story. I see his cards I also want to cry sia...


For those who are not in the list, either you broke even or I don't friggin' know if you guys won or lost, so please update accordingly.

A comment from Berd which I find quite thought provoking.
"We irritate the shit out of each other, but how come we're still sticking together?"

Honestly, I have absolutely no idea but I intend to find out. Eventually.

PS: Think next year we get a freaking hamper for the family, this way, we will counter everyone.... The abalone really worked lah, since this year Snake didn't look like he was winning.......

PPS: Berd da Cock suggest we get Harlo Pussy, I mean Hello Kitty stuff for Snake's sisters. I forgot the logic behind it but I think it must have been a sucky one cos I refuse to register it in my mind...

A greeting...

Damn.
Just got a New Year Greeting from Daren.

Surprised?
You bet I am.

I mean, I(and of cos most of RECCOS, if not all) have not spoken to him(much) over this past year and he still bothered to sms me a new year greeting.
If I was a hot babe and all, probably I'll understand.
But I'm TIMMY, aka Smeagols aka god-knows-what...
Back to the topic.

Surprised that he still took the effort to sms me.
I was really quite shocked.
But touched.
Yes I was, cos I'll be lying if I said I wasn't.
I don't even bother sending to people I know. (But I did lah, not to you guys at least, muahahahahaha!!!)
Haiz...........
I guess its just his manner of saying, at the end of the day, we're still friends right.

In the meantime,
let's all make preparations for the visit to the Snake's lair.

PS: The friggin' hamper how ah?

这么大粒！

For the ignorant, Ann Kok ripped off her top to bare her barely bared bosoms during the 9pm show on Thursday! So count your lucky stars for BerD is here!

P.S: I accept gifts of thanks in the form of gor-ling and bao during BanLuck...

I kena-ed arrow...

CB, Berd the Anaconda just arrowed me this afternoon.
Claims that I have'nt blogged here for quite some time.

Kaoz.... where's the rest of the guys?
Where's the blogs from the rest of you?

I'm sure that you guys don't wanna keep reading about the escapades of me and Berd and the occasional 'deep' post by Jeff the Malaysian Beng.
*Jeff, where's the story that you promised??!?!?!?

Anyway have nothing new to blog nowadays.
Seriously.
Life has been boring.
No clubbings, no hanging out with horny army friends.
But wait.
Chinese New Year coming soon.
Maybe we'll have an adventure on the yearly trip to the Snake's lair to once again leech on the hospitality of his parents.

Seriously, I think that we should do something for Snake's parents.
I've heard this year, his mum got catering.
OMFG?!?!?!!?
We really should get them a hamper or something, poor as we are.
Agree?
*Those in favor, shout out yah?

In the meantime, back to my meeting.
Dota competition yah?

恭喜发财，马到功成！

Okay guys... I shall let you guys in on a little secret... I'm sure you all have heard of my raving success at Gentings juz over the lunar New Year and I'd bet you all are probably shitting in your pants right now... Worrying how much you'd lose to me over CNY...

Well being the benevolent BerD I am, I shall give you peeps a pointer or 2; but that doesn't mean you guys dont have to pray at all...

Introducing, the brand new series of CNY undies... Available in stores islandwide today!



This set of undies comes complete in 3 different designs:



Namely, 财, 龙, and 福.




财: This legendary character is usually associated with prosperity and its riches that may follow the hero who dons this Sacred Relic. Add a quarterstaff costing $1150 or a Demon's Edge and a Claymore costing $1610 and $1400 respectively and you could end up with a Radiance or even THE Divine Rapier...


龙: 龙, or the Dragon, symbolises the grandeur of the ancient Chinese dragon. Believed to be able to ward off evil spirits and cause rain and thunder whenever it surfaces... It too can add 台 to your MahJong hand in the form of 红中, 百版 and a 青发. Here, the 龙 symbolises the "bulge" underneath when one is wearing it...

"They looked like snakes and had no wings." - The first of dragons were 1st spotted in swamps deep in the South-American continent. They also say, the young of a dragon is also known as an Anaconda. RAWR!


福: Here, it represents happiness and general well-being of family members, heh hehs, ter-ner-ners and other loved ones... But honestly, it's not going to help much against You-Know-Wat.


And that's not all! It even comes with a complimentary packet of red packets! So wat are you waiting for?!


Get yours today!


But, not that I think it'd stand a chance against the original, formidable 恭喜发财，马到功成 though... But regardless, here's wishing one and all in advance a prosperous 恭喜发财 Chinese New Year ahead! =)

Match Report 2

Date: 21/01/06

Location: NTU (not-too-bad) swamp... Slightly mud-filled pitch this time round...

Time: 9am(We started pretty much on time! YEAH!)

Score: RECCOS 3 - 4 ACJC Sportsmen

Scorers:
RECCOS - Shaowei (header), Teck Beng (right foot with black toe), Philip (right hand)
Opponents - 4 fellas who simply got lucky well no thanks to me...


I feel absolutely gutted. Today we played a pretty decent game of soccer, which Philip almost threatened to ruin... Although the referee was like Jason-playing-Lesharc-in-DOTA kind of crap, minus the fact that I single-handedly conceded 4 goals for RECCOS, it was a lovely Saturday morning of soccer...

(1) Xuanwei and Shaowei combined well to put RECCOS ahead from a corner... A tantalising ball floated into the enemy's 6 yard box found a determined Mokie's head! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Well it's not like we trained this set-piece every week but I thought it was almost EPL standard! Special mention on the stupid referee - He asked Xw to take the corner from way behind the corner spot such that according to Xw, he saw 2 players between the posts from where he was standing! Bizarre indeed.

(2) I forgot how our 2nd goal came about but perhaps it was some neat work by Luke down the right which left Teck Beng 1 on 1 with the keeper... Right foot step-over, black toe INTO THE CORNER! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!

(3) Our 3rd goal was the result of Shaofeng's blind optimism to pump in a hopelessly hopeless ball which somehow to rather found Philip at the far post with a handy right hand... Muahahha! Kudos to Shaofeng for his hard work man...

But still, all of that wasn't enough as we conceded 4 goals... All of which we can learn from, except perhaps the last.

(i) Goal number 1 came from our left. I cant remember if it was their counter or something but their right winger hit a ball in pretty early and the defense was caught out of position... That number 25 was sneaking behind me I was certain about it but I failed to cut out the ball... Gawd. BerD you noob!

(ii) Goal number 2 was more or less illegitimate... The ball was hit over me and I was pretty sure the guy's offside cos when I turned my back... I saw Timmy and Yz chasing him frantically! I think it would have looked more convincing if we didnt give chase but then again... Anyone would have given chase instinctively... Basically I think we need to work a lot still on our offside trap man... Or maybe dont work on it at all and not play the offside entirely...

(iii) Goal number 3 from that throw-in was numb as well... Timmy "passed" that number 25 to me to mark another... And as I turned to watch the ball, he snuck past me to the near post for a simple tap in... OMG BerD you fucken noob! I think I also got 1 big window of concentration lapse during matches de... I better be watching out more often man...

(iv) Goal number 4 was the worst of all. I am AnaConDa-sure the ball was slightly blown away by the wind... It swung out slightly to the right so suddenly... Initially I had wanted to head the ball and since now I wasnt exactly going to be below the ball, I tried to clear it 1st time but alas - it bounced right under me. GG no RE. OMFG BerD YOU n00b!

Other incidents worth mentioning:
- Philip kicking an opponent over like kicking a can away whilst walking down Orchard road, hence a yellow card.
- GooSe also got a yellow card for XXX (Pls edit and insert accordingly.)
- Luke playing rather well for us and with us.
- BerD with a song-song Ryan Giggs tackle in the penalty box juz before end of 1st half to deny them yet another chance.
- Timmy doing a windmill move taken out of a breakdancing textbook and hooking the ball away.
- BerD finally playing the offside trap correctly for once somewhere in the 2nd half! YEAH~!

What a wonderful world~~~

The world can be pretty damn wonderful sometimes.
Really, no kidding.
Take today for example, seeing that there was no lessons for me and much less incentive for me to stay home, I decided to meet up with some of them ole' army pals. (actually I planned to meet them since last week liao lah...)
So where do 4 guys go for lunch in the middle of the afternoon with nothing planned in the afternoon?

To town of cos!!!

And boy did we made the correct choice!!!

I dunno issit connected or not, but maybe on Goose's birthday(btw, Happy Birthday Goose!!!) all the birds/babes/chais/cha bors come out to play sia.
And I really mean good stuff cannot bluff.

First sighting was at the top level of Far East Shopping Centre, some chicken rice stall. First we saw a cha bor showing 3/4 of her bra and more than a peek at her humps inside the garment. Chicken rice never tasted so good before. And at the same stall, when we were paying, a bunch of ang moh chais came in. Only the middle looked like flower. The 2 bodychecking her looked more like cauliflowers.

Next we moved on the the ground floor of the shopping centre to have a puff after the sights and the meal, but not before we passed by a n**ple baring member of the opposite sex sitting just outside the chicken rice stall. Damn-ed if my hum sup friend Horny didn't want to order another plate of chicken rice. Now back to the ground floor.

Sightings there was quite sparse, most them smokers being guys and all, but all was not lost when we finished our puff and decided to go for a stroll at the basement to
1. find something else to eat, chicken rice not filling.
2. check out this supposedly chio ah lian but turned out to be an *choke* ah lian. Another case of 'Beethovan'.
3. to enjoy the aircon since it was like friggin' hot outside.
The basement tour was a total flop.
There was no food to eat, the members of the opposite sex were either aunties or school gals who will make one kena the famous 376(though Berd might go for these kinds).
That was when I began to lose hope in the state of the world.

Until we saw her.

Wah kaoz!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This one here I tell you, swear to god or whoever is up there.
Is.
Solid!!!
Good stuff really cannot bluff.
Serious.

I can still remember what she wore.
A burgundy top(I know the colour!!! Cos my friend was signalling to her and told us to watch his tracer, like Berd/Goose/Edwin on a hunt for chai lydat)
A black skirt,
with a F**KING SLIT BEHIND!!!!!

I kid you not.
There was a freaking slit behind the skirt, when I used to thought that all the slits in a skirt was at the side?
How wrong I was.
The freaking slit was so freaking high, I could see her F**KING ARSE!!!!!!

*nosebleed*

This account is really true, dun believe, Snake if you reading this can confirm with Kevin Wee and can tell the non-believers about the authenticity of this shit.

We followed her all the way from Far East to Lucky Plaza.
Bonus: Her friend was wearing a white skirt. And according to what limited prowess I possess, I am around 75% sure she wearing G-String.

Last stop was at the Burger King opposite Lido, although we wanted to sit in Starfucks, I mean bucks initially. But since it rained and BK provided better shelter, off we went.
And what did we see there?
Gals in white uniform running in to take cover from the rain. Apparently they're from ISS, which I have no idea what f**k school that is, but its filled with ah mohs, and orh per, and pha zeng(ie: mixed).
Rain and white uniform. Solid. Plus some of them smoked. But too noisy for our taste. So we didn't really pay much attention to them.
Until we were about to leave, then we saw this one. This also sibei solid one sitting opposite us in Starbucks.
In my friend's words, she possessed a "nice cleavage".
In my words, you can "TF"(T*t F**k) her.

*Nose bleed*

And I think to myself..... what a wonderful world....

On the 3rd Day of IA, my Sup~ Gave to ME...

16th Jan - Start of IA

Well as most of you peeps already know, I was posted to Siemens @ MacPherson for my Industrial Attachment. But what most of you goons dont know is, RubbisH aka Tze Hao was posted there as well. However, during the ice-breaker session, I've decided that since RubbisH wasn't exactly a presentable name to introduce yourself with to others, enter: Billy Ong Tze Hao. So here's a RECCOS update: RubbisH is Tze Hao, and Tze Hao is Billy. But if you ask me, I still like RubbisH better.

Okay Siemens seems like a pretty decent company... However my job scope requires me to work on Saturdays as well. As such, Saturday morning soccer sessions are a DEFINITE NO-NO. I say again, SATURDAY MORNING SOCCER SESSIONS ARE A NO-GO. Roger wilco? On the bright side, I'd be compensated a little more for my travelling down on Satudays.

There aint much of pretty and milfy Office Ladies in my office that's worth mentioning, except for that one attached Ah-Lian to whom we file our claims to. According to my upper-study, she's not to be provoked; you can only say she chio, cannot do or say anything else. But since she's juz some beetch you see everyday under some manager's desk, I've got every intention to ki with her. Cos provoking others, I've come to realise, is my BanKai (forte).

My Supervisor, as it appears, loves me. Apparently for some reason, he knows how much ASS I can really kick the moment he saw me and even confessed he's so glad to have gotten me amongst the other nerds who were attached there (Billy, fortunately or not, not included. He's on the 12th storey, I'm on the 6th.) We chatted briefly and I realised 1 of the main reasons why he love me down to my toes is bcos he juz cant come to terms with the very fact that I'm not a Malay.

And that's juz the 1st day. The highlight of the 2nd day has got to be that kickass Prawn Mee. I tell you... Prawn Mee Pwns Me. GG no RE. Those who wanna try it can jio me... It's of cos somewhere near Potong Pasir MRT station. $3.50 for big kickass prawns, and the soup is really some FWAH LUAN NUEH?!

But of cos, my IA is not all good and nothing bad; if there's 1 fucking thing I DO hate about my workplace... It's... It's... An Ah-Tiong. He's smart no doubts abt that... But the 1 thing that really puts me off is his funky smell. When I say funky smell, I dont mind Edwin's manly odour - I meant some 40 year old cock cheese smell that's totally funky now that's what I meant. I hate that funky smell.

But you know wat? That's not the best part. Listen right up - That's not the worst fucking part. You know wat's a bigger headache than an Ah-Tiong? Anyone? 1 word. 1 syllable. 3 letters. Yup, you got it.

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A GAY Ah Tiong. The problem lies with his short-sightedness. And I perfectly understand that wearing a pair of nerdy pairs would make him look funkier than he already smell... But he doesnt understand the fact that hanging out with a kickass fella like me doesnt automatically qualify him as a cool dude - You've got to have an AnaconDa to even be considered as one! And bcos he cant really see properly, he sticks his nose like 5cm away from my mouth when he's talking to me... And that's totally funky man. Gay too. Geez.

Last but not least, the reason why I'm blogging today and why I haven't been to work for the whole day is bcos after getting off work at 6pm and shopping for clothes till about 10pm... I actually went (home first then rode) down to Buona Vista MRT station at 12 midnight to check out the things they do on the site. Yup! Siemens has got a hand in almost everything I have also juz come to realise. My Sup mentioned since he hasnt got anything for me in office, he thought that perhaps the best reason and excuse to give a day off is to ask me down to the site and watch some black Blangah work. We ended at about 4am and for that half a night of chatting, I got a day off! And nope, it's not transferable so I still have to ask about Saturday.

With this day off, I achieved plenty having done loads of admin. I dont think you guys are bothered with what I did but here's my spending record for the past 3 days to wow you guys a little:

Monday:
$29.00 - G2000 working class shirt.

Tuesday:
$29.00 - G2000 working class shirt.

Wednesday:
$12.57 - A full tank of Shell 95.
$102.00 - 6 months of parking at the multi-storey carpark below my block.
$56.00 - A month of train concession ($45 for concession, $11 for admin)
$45.25 - Road tax for my motor for 6 months.

Song bo? Oh and did I mention abt the cute Sec 2 girl queuing up behind me for her concession too? (>.<) Ah she's a cute one... Hehehehehez!

Match Report

Date: 15/01/06

Location: NTU swamp... mud-filled pitch to be exact

Time: 9am(though we did start later)

Score: RECCOS 4 - Timmy's idiot bro's team 2

Scorers: RECCOS - Goose(1 min)
Xuanwei(last 20min-pen)
Xuanwei(last 20min)
Seng(last 15 min)
Opponents - No. XX* (somewhere in the 30+ min)
No. 20(first 10 min of 2nd half)

*eh guys, who remembered the no. of the scorer for their first goal please enlighten me, thanks.

Match Highlights

-- Goose opening the floodgates in less than a minute. According to my bro(he was complaining to me during dinner), Goose scored the fastest ever goal recorded by RECCOS(I think so lah, cos it was really pretty damn quick, agree?) at the grand time of...... 20+ seconds.
Cool eh?

-- Our famous "first half of the first half", when once again, we were guilty of the phenomenon of losing concentration after playing a good first half of the first half. Meaning: we can play like men possessed(twice!!), stroke the ball around, befuddling the opponents, dribble the shit out of them, shoot like Gerrard... you get the picture. Then we lose concentration. And then we play like shit. Headless chickens in fact. Haiz...

-- Our porous defence. Leaking goals like mad again. No thanks to the noob-ish efforts of Jase the Oyster. Dun bluff... what you dive too late for the first goal. You didn't wanna dive right? Think we dunno. 2nd goal. Berd da Anaconda. You suck. Big time. Let the bugger run past you and expect me to go defend?!?!!?!?!? How I know you not going to tackle him. Aiyo~~~ Can't blame Jase for not punching the ball out, he never learn Shou-u-gen(front, down, front-left, front + punch). We really need to work on our defence sia, long time no keep clean sheet liaoz.

-- '2nd half of the 2nd half'. I don't know how and why, but apparently, we always get our 2nd wind, especially when we are not leading. We do play well sporadically. We just need to work on these periods to be longer.

-- Xw the Veggie Monster and his immortal quote. A classic one that can compete with our Hair King's Seng-ism. Here it is: "Wo ren ni hen jiu leh hor!!!" (loosely translated, it means I endured you for very long liao hor!!!) What happened?
Some xia-lan guy with a case/wrist support shit was irritating him the whole of the match, people taking ball for corner, then start shoving Xw liao. The fuck? But the moment that triggered the outburst was the mindless, needless scything tackle that he made on Xw when the veggie monster was lining up for 1x good shot.
Damn. That rocks. Thought we were going to have another fistfight with my bro's idiot team again. But when I looked to the left of me, I realised that this might be our lucky break. Cos Snake is still in OUR HALF!!! He still haben run up to to whack the shit out of them yet!!! MY GAWD!!! I guessed the mantra worked, Snake, repeat it after us again: I will not FIGHT today...

-- Xw despite being peeved, still managed to score a brace of goals. One was a penalty lah. But the 2nd goal he scored. Magificant. Let him tell you more about it.

-- Seng our inspirational and Hairy Captain being on form. Scored a goal and run the opponents ragged. Nuff said.

-- Timmy as right back never cocked up. Much. 3 cheers for me. :)

And that's the report folks.... feel free to add in any stuff that I missed out.

One Train May Hide Another — by Kenneth Koch

One Train May Hide Another — by Kenneth Koch
(sign at a railroad crossing in Kenya)

In a poem, one line may hide another line,
As at a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
Least after the first train is gone. And so when you read
Wait until you have read the next line--
Then it is safe to go on reading.
In a family one sister may conceal another,
So, when you are courting, it's best to have them all in view
Otherwise in coming to find one you may love another.
One father or one brother may hide the man,
If you are a woman, whom you have been waiting to love.
So always standing in front of something the other
As words stand in front of objects, feelings, and ideas.
One wish may hide another. And one person's reputation may hide
The reputation of another. One dog may conceal another
On a lawn, so if you escape the first one you're not necessarily safe;
One lilac may hide another and then a lot of lilacs and on the Appia
Antica one tomb
May hide a number of other tombs. In love, one reproach may hide another,
One small complaint may hide a great one.
One injustice may hide another--one colonial may hide another,
One blaring red uniform another, and another, a whole column. One bath
may hide another bath
As when, after bathing, one walks out into the rain.
One idea may hide another: Life is simple
Hide Life is incredibly complex, as in the prose of Gertrude Stein
One sentence hides another and is another as well. And in the laboratory
One invention may hide another invention,
One evening may hide another, one shadow, a nest of shadows.
One dark red, or one blue, or one purple--this is a painting
By someone after Matisse. One waits at the tracks until they pass,
These hidden doubles or, sometimes, likenesses. One identical twin
May hide the other. And there may be even more in there! The obstetrician
Gazes at the Valley of the Var. We used to live there, my wife and I, but
One life hid another life. And now she is gone and I am here.
A vivacious mother hides a gawky daughter. The daughter hides
Her own vivacious daughter in turn. They are in
A railway station and the daughter is holding a bag
Bigger than her mother's bag and successfully hides it.
In offering to pick up the daughter's bag one finds oneself confronted by
the mother's
And has to carry that one, too. So one hitchhiker
May deliberately hide another and one cup of coffee
Another, too, until one is over-excited. One love may hide another love
or the same love
As when "I love you" suddenly rings false and one discovers
The better love lingering behind, as when "I'm full of doubts"
Hides "I'm certain about something and it is that"
And one dream may hide another as is well known, always, too. In the
Garden of Eden
Adam and Eve may hide the real Adam and Eve.
Jerusalem may hide another Jerusalem.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities. Reading
A Sentimental Journey look around
When you have finished, for Tristram Shandy, to see
If it is standing there, it should be, stronger
And more profound and theretofore hidden as Santa Maria Maggiore
May be hidden by similar churches inside Rome. One sidewalk
May hide another, as when you're asleep there, and
One song hide another song; a pounding upstairs
Hide the beating of drums. One friend may hide another, you sit at the
foot of a tree
With one and when you get up to leave there is another
Whom you'd have preferred to talk to all along. One teacher,
One doctor, one ecstasy, one illness, one woman, one man
May hide another. Pause to let the first one pass.
You think, Now it is safe to cross and you are hit by the next one. It
can be important
To have waited at least a moment to see what was already there.

You can hear the poet, who died in 2002, read this magnificent poem here.

Extra: Kenneth Koch and Allen Ginsberg in a rhyming contest about Popeye and William Blake...
http://jacketmagazine.com/15/koch-popeye.html

Now we have our own blog...

And will we have our own bloggers?
In any case, since this was the brain-child of me and Berd da Anaconda, I'm pretty sure we will screw each other up if we were to not contribute to this creation.
Although I must say that it was more of a Berd's suggestion and Timmy's random noises of approval, so if anything you want to complain about, you guys know who to look for, problems also can find him, cos if you guys can't solve it, I don't think I can either.

Well, short blog since now I have no inspiration and no energy. (Bnet for few hours liao, and yesh Berd, you can call me weak but lim bei not so hardcore as you and BK leh....)

Let's all try to make this shit as hot and happening as possible, so apart from the usual suspects like me and Berd(of cos), we're looking at players such as Jeff, Snake, Ed and Xw to lend us some support. Players like Goose and Sw who leaves tons of comments in the RECCOS forum, guys, expand on them and presto~~~~ you have a blog. Not forgetting players like Beng and Jase who are also constant performers in the forum, you guys have a part to play too.
And how can we forget our dear captain Seng. You better lead by example I tell you!!!
Oh, and we welcome members of the opposite sex to blog in here too. So if there's any missus who want to or feel an overwhelming urge to blog about the wit and charm of lim bei vs. the dull dry cock and bull by the Berd-man. Please do so I say. :)

And last but not least.
Damn, Berd is correct for once.
We've known one another for half our lives.

PS: Berd who else you invited to join in the technological revolution of blogging? Heh heh? Ter Neh Neh? Liam Piak? De-ba-ba-boom?

PPS: The blogskin for this site is cool~~~~

PPPS: I didn't notice it in the morning as I just woke up but was enlightened by Lady Boss aka Pei Pei in the afternoon. Berd.... why the web address so funny one ah? Still got 4ever inside... like sec school language sia!! Wahahahahahahaahahahahahaaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~

LaLa

1) Gmail account created: reccos4ever@gmail.com
As for the password, lets see if anyone can get it right. Find me on msn if you can't be bothered/gave up trying.

Why a reccos gmail account, I hear u asking? Read below.

2) For uploading of pictures, use imageshack. Already created an account for you peeps. The site doesn't have a username to login with. You need to click the link sent in the registration email, which is in the gmail account above.

Imageshack is good. You can view all the stuff that you've uploaded before, and they give you the codes to post.


Can't think of any other thing now. Body clock is screwed. Sleep at 11am, wake at 8pm. Go ahead and spam.

Welcome To RECCOS @ BLOGSPOT!

Dear RECCOS,

After much deliberation (between Timmy and I in a mini-Cooper on our way home one rainy night), it was agreed that setting up a common blog for RECCOS would further bring us closer together and allow us to live our lives as one! As mentioned before, many of us have our individual blogs which we rarely update, apart from a few gan eng ones... Hence having a common blog would serve many purposes. Allow me to present our case:

A livelier blog with numerous entries by multiple bloggers!
Having an individual blog is hard to maintain, unless you're one who frequently blogs. And even if you blog frequently, it's often hard to find something worth blogging about that interests people... Even more so in the near foreseeable future, we'll even less time on our hands to blog with more time spent on other commitments like work. Hence a greater need for a common blog! Here, you're not compelled to blog everyday, but just visit us every other day. It's here at the RECCOS blog where you can learn about the lives of each other and how they are getting along... Or just about anything else under the sun... I'm sure there are many of us like me who loves to share our ass-kicking lives with everyone else... And what better way and where other better place than here at the RECCOS blog?!

Digital Days of our Lives...
A blog not only serves as an avenue to pour out your grievances, but as a digital diary to log our days as we live our lives by. The RECCOS forum is testament to how quickly our blog can build up if each of us contributes... The RECCOS forum, started juz last year on 26th May 2005, now has more than 1000 posts, something to be proud of! (Not forgetting that I am post-er number 666. WHERE IS MY JEDI MUDSTER?!) I remember how the end of EPL 04/05 and hence the "death" of the fantasy league forum gave birth to a need for an alternate, more permanent forum which all of us have grown attached to... With a blog, we can now engrave our lives down in stone (you get the freakin' idea...) before it becomes just a memory... So, be part of the RECCOS blog!

Truly, a Decade of RECCOS and beyond...
We've come a long way since sec 1 and we're not about to stop anytime soon... In fact, I dream of the day when these blog and forum would be handed over to the next generation of RECCOS where the cycle will once again, come full circle. It's not everyday you see 15 guys plus minus, bonded by the same passion they share for soccer, remain together even after 10 years. It's sad we've already lost some... And it's not easy to add members to our ranks bcos they cant come from 10 years before can they? You dont hear me saying this but deep down inside of me... I'm proud of you guys. Really. When others hear me say "I'm going out with my secondary school friends..." they think I'm lame. WHO THE HELL GOES OUT WITH SECONDARY SCHOOL FRIENDS STILL? Me man, ME! And still will.

Half my life... I've Known You Guys...
To put it more accurately, we're beyond a decade. Strictly speaking, we were 1st acquainted on 2nd Jan 1995, in class 105. We were 12 then. We're turning 24 this year, and hence it's this year, we can all proudly declare - "Half my life, I've known you guys..." Repeat this sentence again, silently, passionately. Doesn't it just bring a tear to your eyes? A tear of sheer pride, joy and happiness? Our foresight has failed us in the sense, we didnt see ourselves coming this far and not starting a blog earlier... As such, we lost out on the site "http://reccos.blogspot.com" to a squarter who started juz days earlier, on 27th Dec 2005. Even "http://r.e.c.c.o.s.blogspot.com" is taken. Nevertheless, let this present site earmark the greatness of RECCOS for days to come! Cos for half my life, I've known you guys!

RECCOS Blog VS RECCOS Forum:
Before we start blogging, let me lay down some ground rules for the blog. First and foremost and also most importantly, no one, and I mean absolutely no one, should post any 1 liners here on our blog. All the 1-liner posts and flaming comments like "BerD you cock!" or "BerD you cockster!" should strictly be posted on the RECCOS forum only. Sites you're recommending, for detailed reading, if any, should be accompanied by a review, summary or your personal opinion/view... If it's juz any other funny link to view and forget - RECCOS forum. The above rules are not to dissuade all from blogging, but to prevent the blog from degenerating into a mirror site for our RECCOS forum. We dont ask for a lengthy post to describe in detail how your day went from the moment you step right out of your door to the second you're back in again. I shall stop at this cos I seriously think it doesnt take a rocket scientist to figure out what I'm trying to say...

Anyone and Everyone owns the RECCOS Blog! OWNAAAAAAAAGE!
I hereby implore anyone and everyone to blog here at the RECCOS blog. You DONT have to have perfect English; neither do you need flowery pi pi piak piak England to post here on the blog. Everyone has their own style; invent yours. Xuanwei's is perfect, Yaozhong's is precise and accurate, Timmy Boy's philosophical... And I'm pure crap. But here, no one gives a flying fuck about your genre of writing - here, we're more concerned about hearing what you have to say (if anything at all)! So blog away!

Last but not least, this blog site will soon undergo changes to its layout and template. But meanwhile, just blog. It can look radically different from what it is right now, but meanwhile, just blog. You may think your blog entry isnt as interesting, crappy and reader-friendly as mine, but just blog anyway. Each of you will be a member of this blog so you can blog in your own nick/name... So pls dont be a cock and sign off after each entry... Soon enough myself or Jeff (Incoming: Arrow!) will be posting a guide on how to beef up your entries using HTML codes for links to pictures or sites... Until then, BLOG AWAY!