Man aren't suppose to smile.

Man aren’t suppose to smile.

Desperate time calls for desperate measure…..EAT FIRST.

In the uneasy calm masking the prologue of the underlying face-off on the local scene…….people went about routinely earning a living while waiting for the outcome of the endgame.

Global financial meltdown and weakening commodities price coupled with higher cost brought about by imported inflation point dangerously to a stagflation depressing further the already shaken business community.

Therefore you don’t have to “GO ask Alice” why I took Sam out for seafood in a restaurant about 100 km. away …to EAT FIRST..WORRY LATER
…another sub sub of the Chinese Wisdom taught to me by my late father who always EAT FIRST…talk later….worry even later… ..a philosophy that served him all too well…far too well…..Eating himself to the early grave.

When Sam and I arrived at our destination this afternoon…I decided to park my 4WD about a kilometer away …(left the camera in the car) …and took a nice walk to the restaurant…and no prize for guessing….. EAT FIRST.

I posted a file picture of Sam and I taken at the same restaurant taken by my mother whose philosophy is MAN AREN”T SUPPOSE TO SMILE while being photograph…..man should be serious!!! Hence my rather serious demeanor….Sam was laughing her head off when my mama admonished
me for smiling.



The journal entry is the (daily) update to show that all is well.
..see you all later.

Have I told you lately..

Have I told you lately?

Have I told you lately…Whisky, …that you caused so much inconvenient when I have to get my daily supply of Royal Stout instead of monthly because you gave yourself a helping hand to quench your alcoholic urge.
It’s alright…I have to go out anyway.

Have I told you lately…..that you droved my blood pressure up when you didn’t know how to open the car’s door and I get sneered at. It’s alright…I’m trained at handling such situation.

Have I told you lately….that you embarrassed me when you didn’t tell me about the ‘burnt mark’ caused by your ironing…and I wore it without knowing. It’s alright…they don’t know me.

Have I told you lately….that you eat the more than the four of us put together and you sleeps all the time …that your work is never complete.
It’s alright …housework can never end.

Have I told you lately…..that I am flabbergasted by your ‘genius’ when you broke the antennae of my new car by cleaning it with a MOP and recently you put a ‘big dent’ to the door of the same car by opening the door of my old car (you only know how to open the door from the outside).
It’s alright….it’s only a car…it can be repaired.

Have I told you lately…..that you drove me up the wall when …when…the dogs suddenly decided to boycotted the food that they love so much over the years…..and Sam has to fry rice for them ..twice everyday….and that Steady is 12 years old…and Lucky is the youngest at 3 years…Think…THink!!!
..THINK!!!!!...a life long responsibility …so un- necessary. Boy!!!! It’s the “straw that broke the camel’s back”. It’s alright….what can we do now!!
The dogs love ‘fried rice’.

Here’s Whisky’s story….as told by me.

When she was young, Whisky fell seriously ill….she had fever and she nearly died. She deduced that it was the pork she ate that causes this illness and from than on she refrained from pork.

So, all the pork served to her for nearly 9 months was given to the dogs ..
….unknowingly to Sam ..until about 3 months ago (San didn’t tell me) ..
Sam found out about it and since stopped serving her pork…and the DOGS stop eating.
………...and the beginning of our ordeal….going to a market so far away to do marketing specially for our dogs….and Sam’s daily task of frying rice in the wee hour of the morning everyday.


My story.

:laughing:

Sob!

Sniff!!

:rofl:

:shocked:

:rofl:

Whisky:chainsaw: ..however…love to eat bacon…sausages…luncheon meat.
…ham…..all canned pork products……home brewed pork soup minus the pork…….sob!!..:rofl:…..:rofl:………:rofl:…

..when questioned by me..

It’s Ok! Sar…it just the pork that made me sick…..itchy….rashes….other pork….no problem!!!!!!..sniff….:langhing:………..:rofl:

…:rofl:…Oh! Buddha…

…sniff!!…..WHAT STUPIDITY!!….:rofl:

Have I told you all lately that …Whisky’s contract ends Sept.09
And I will not retain her not even if she works for me free.

…love her though….:lol:…really…:rofl:…choke!!cough!cough!...:laughing:

At the Market.

Market.

I started coming to this market about three months ago to get supplies for the dogs’ fried rice and my favorite smoked tofu.

Here’s my story.

For some strange reasons, the dogs suddenly decided that the food which comprised of anchovies and rice that they love so much over the years… decided to stop eating all together….it went on for few days.

Worried… Sam decided to fry some rice to entice them to eat…they love it!

From then on…….….Steady, Trusty, Ashitaka and Lucky can’t wait for their meals to be served and looking out for a second helping.

Sam had to get up every morning at six to prepare breakfast for the family and to fry rice for the dogs (twice a day). The rice is fried as if serve to human minus the monosodium.

The ingredients used for the fried rice consist...…. 3^rd.grade dried prawn, meat dust and “free sorted unwanted vegetables”…....which can only be found in this market and sold cheaply.

…Ashitaka….posed a new problem…eversince he came back from the vet…he refuses to eat his favorite fried rice without gravy…and so…..all gravies like curries and the like were kept to be mixed into the fried rice especially for Ashitaka.

It was not until a few days ago that I found out the reasons for the sudden change in the dietary habits of the dogs……..and it was all WHISKY’S fault

…Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr……Whisky…WHERE ARE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’ll write about it next.