Notice of Meeting

To: Mocha, Countloon, Spazm, Deepblu, Accord Buruk

From: SeaDemon

Organization: Illegal Organization

Chair: There are quite a lot at the venue

Date: 25th July 2007 (Wednesday)

Time: 2000H through 2300H

Place: Restoran Kampung Pandan, Lorong Yap Kwan Seng, 50450 KUALA LUMPUR

IMPORTANT NOTICE OF PARTICIPATION

Participation in, or attendance at, any activity of a TFK Nuclear Research Group or any sub-element thereof, constitutes acceptance of and agreement to be bound by all provisions of the TFK Engineering Manual and permission that all communications and statements, oral or written, or other information disclosed or presented, and any translation or derivative thereof, may without compensation, and to the extent such participant or attendee may legally and freely grant such copyright rights, be distributed, published, and posted on TFK’s web site, in whole or in part, on a non-exclusive basis by TFK or TFK’s licensees or assignees, or as TFK directs. Exceptions to the foregoing may be granted or permitted in writing to the Chair of the Formulating Group by TFK’s Senior Vice President, Standards and Special Projects on a case-by-case basis.

1. Call to Order
2. IPR Statement
3. Review and Approval of Meeting Agenda
4. Approval of Meeting Report
5. Subcommittee Reports
6. Consideration of P2 (centrifuge) for installation in the mini thermonuclear generating plant
7. Set future meeting schedule
8. Other Business
8.1 Reaffirmation of Chairs
Adjournment

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Corporal Choy’s Kenduri

Choy and girlfriend at HRC KL

The above is Corporal Choy and his not-mainland-chinese-looking girlfriend doing a prayer ritual during his kenduri doa selamat for his safe return from Chairman Mao’s Institute of Brainwashing for Foreign Officers in China, at the Kedai Kopi Batu Keras, in KL last night. I couldn’t attend this kenduri as I was having my period, so kenduris are off limits.

Choy is the unwanted soldier. Despite being listed on the PAQ list as “on course” he was transfered out of his unit. I thought he wouldn’t have a unit anyway since he would have done his Clearance Documentation before leaving the unit. According to Countloon, as in the Air Force, the Army also practises the same, but because Choy is a Corporal therefore he is not required to do Arrival and Clearance.

So what is Choy really? He is now starring in the movie “TERMINAL 2″ as he is now unitless. He’s neither here nor there. He cannot report to an Officers’ Mess and neither can he go and eat at the unit’s cookhouse with all the junior ranks. The Army Headquarters seems to have forgotten him. When he came back, he had to rely on Apekbarber’s staff car to pick him up. His payslip indicates that he is a MEJAR, but his epaulette shows he is a KAPTEN…but the figures in his payslip indicates that he is drawing a KOPRAL’s pay.

So what is Choy really? He reminds me of an old soldier who gave us a ‘motivational’ talk when I was undergoing my Officer Cadet Course. He said,

Officer Cadets are nothing but the scum of the earth who are neither here nor there. They are not officers, yet they rank higher than the Warrant Officers. At the same time they can be treated like sh** by instructors who are Privates. They have not been listed as being part of the military strength, yet they are no longer citizens by virtue that they have surrendered their IC back. So that makes Officer Cadets scums of the earth – persona non grata in their own country and workplace.”

Motivational indeed. We were so motivated that one of my squadmates, Kadir Zakaria, decided to run AWOL that same night to go back to his father’s house in Majidee, only to be surrendered by the father, who was an ex-Warrant Officer, to the Military Police. And he faced hell for the next two weeks upon being surrendered back to the Cadet Wing.

So Choy, we understand your predicament. However, looking on the flip side, you may be a Corporal but even Warrant Officers, Lt Muda and Lt have to salute you. Just don’t tell them how much you’re earning.

Below are some more photos of the kenduri doa selamat for Choy, as provided by Countloon:

Icecool Tony with his escorts..err..bodyguards
Icecool with his escorts…sorry…bodyguards

Apekbarber and Choy
Apekbarber’s daughter frantically protesting her father’s and uncle choy’s attempt to introduce her to health drinks

Holy Bread
..and give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses (as soon as we’re done with the kenduri)..

Loon and Cindy
Countloon showing what he thinks of his lovely wife, Cindy

Horny Monkey in Langkawi
I hope Choy didn’t look like this after he left the Kedai Kopi early this morning. With a Corporal’s pay, he might end up without clothes after the bills came.

Blue Skies, Good Viz – Part 4

My 200th dive, I was at 29m

There you go. The last picture Deepblu took with his Inon strobes before it finally conked out. I was doing my official 200th PADI logged dives. This was at the Secret Reef, Perhentian, at 29.3 meters deep.

Why do I call it that?

I did several dives between 1982-1983 when I first dived. Then more dives in the military. After 1996 I was diving in PD and Pangkor, before I finally enroled in PADI’s Open Water Diver Course in March 2005.

I made an Advanced Nitrox Diver (licensed to dive using O2 mixes up to 100% O2) in November 2005, made a PADI Master Scuba Diver in December 2005, a PADI Divemaster in March 2006, almost exactly a year to being a licensed diver.

Nowadays I prefer doing deep and wreck dives. That is why if you dive with me, it is almost always that you will find me hugging the sea floor.

Missing Helicopter – Part 2

The missing helicopter has been found at 1345 hours today, 5km NW of Genting Sempah. All 6 souls have been confirmed KIA.

As I write, I am choked with emotions. It wouldn’t be easy on the family members, as well as members of their squadron, No.10 Squadron, missing 6 people at once is a big chunk not to miss. No.10 Squadron is where I used to hang out before going for parajumps.

My heart goes out to their loved ones and to their friends. For a meagre sum, they have dedicated and given their lives to us so we can sleep peacefully every night. I just hope that they have not gone in vain, and that they, as well as those still in the various services, will be given kind thoughts by members of the Malaysian public, especially those in this community.

They now join the ranks of my other friends who still patrol the skies above us…

SENTIASA DI ANGKASARAYA

Demented and Deranged

I meant to write this before I left for Perhentian but got tied up with personal stuff. Now I wonder if I can actually pen my thoughts as my thoughts are being clouded by lots of unhappy situations.

The President of the Malaysian Muslim Consumer Association recently called for the government to ban a movie called…for heaven’s sake, I cannot recall offhand, which is supposed to be a sequel of ‘Bruce Almighty.’ The reason stated is, it will lead to blasphemy and apostasy.

How on earth can someone commit blasphemy by watching a movie? You have to ask yourself one question first. How do you become a Muslim? You must first attest that you believe in the one God and in His monoentity and that Muhammad is his Messenger. So for you to blaspheme is to denounce God.

So is it a blasphemous act to watch that movie? Do people actually believe Jim Carrey is god? Will the movie make people go to a Jim Carrey shrine and pray to him? I wonder now why God gave us mind to think with.

How narrow minded can people be.

Anyway, I got to writing this because on my way to Perhentian a school in Kuala Krai organised a power walk. It was sad to see that the malay students grouped together while the non-malays walked together.

Someone should do something quickly.

Blue Skies, Good Viz – Part 3

Sleepy me on the speedboat

It’s 4.52am on Sunday 15th July 2007 when I commenced writing this dive report. I had just woken up probably because
I am over-exhausted..and saw four SMS from the loved one. Anyway, this is a dive report, so I’ll talk about diving.

It was 4am when we finally departed the PETRONAS station before the Bentong toll house, and the CD player played everything from punk-turned-new romantics of Adam and the Ants to chill-out compilations by DJ Ravin of Buddha Bar.

Somewhere near Chegar Perah I was already struggling to keep myself alert and awake but luckily Deepblu got up in time to keep me company. Otherwise I would have stopped at Merapoh to catch a power nap, that I finally got to do at Gua Musang at 6.30am. The CD player was playing DJ Ravin’s compilation again and again until when I finally got up at 7.58am when I received a good morning wish SMS from my loved one. We finally recommenced the journey 15 minutes later to reach Kuala Besut jetty at 10.30am to get onto the 11 o’clock boat. The swells were high and the speedboat could only move albeit slowly. Spazm had SMSed Deepblu informing that current was strong and viz equally bad. We finally made it to the dive center (DC) at 11.45am, just in time for the 12 o’clock dive at Terumbu Tiga.

DAY ONE – 14th July 2007

TERUMBU TIGA
Max Depth: 20.5m
Dive Time: 52 minutes
Viz: 5m at best initially, 15m towards the end of the dive
Surface Temperature: 32 Celcius
Bottom Temperature: 27 Celcius

Two dive boats went out. Our boat consist of Lou the instructor with her Arab student, Gee the DM, Deepblu and myself. The other boat was led by another instructor, Varda, with four students of hers. At the dive site, Lou and her student separated from us while Gee, Deepblu and I went on our own excursion in the bad viz. As I was diving without a camera (Deepblu didn’t either as he did not have enough time to set up his camera), I had to do something to keep me from feeling bored. Gee just followed what we did. The stark difference between the surface and bottom temperatures saw Gee shivering in the depths, so I removed and handed her my gloves while I continued doing penetrations at some of the swim-throughs that seemed almost impossible to go through. I moved cautiously although the fearsome resident Titan Triggerfish was nowhere to be seen. I think Deepblu and I were more interested in looking for nudibranches, squat lobsters and impossible swim-throughs more than anything else. The viz improved drastically towards the end of the dive while Deepblu and I commenced our mini-deco stops from 12m. I saw Gee still
folding her arms, shivering, and signaled the Scottish lass to surface and wait for us on the boat.

TUKUN LAUT
Max Depth: 19.3m
Dive Time: 52 minutes
Viz: 15m at best
Surface Temperature: 32 Celcius
Bottom Temperature: 28 Celcius

After a 2-hour surface interval and lunch of rice, fried egg and the Kelantanese budu, Deepblu and I went to Tukun Laut (wrongly called Tokong Laut by outsiders) accompanying Birgit the instructor, and a foreign diver who spoke the Queen’s English with American pronounciations that I found rather odd. Anyway, the boat’s engine developed some trouble while Aidi the Boatman (who comments on my blog as BOATMAN) and I tried to remedy the problem. Anyway, we got to Tukun Laut 40 minutes later amidst huge swells, strong current, surge and crashing waves on the top of Tukun Laut.

Backroll entry and I quickly grabbed hold of the boat and made my way to the buoy line fighting current. I also had to move quickly as the current and crashing waves were threatening to smother the boat. Birgit signaled us for descent, I blew air out of the BCD and dived head first towards the bottom. Fighting strong current, I made it to the bottom first while waiting for the rest. As usual after the first ten minutes at close to 3 ATA, I checked my pressure gauge to make sure my rate of air consumption was within the normal limits. Deepblu and I separated ourselves from Birgit and the other diver. Marine life was in abundance and there was this ball of huge yellow snappers occassionally disorganised as Trevallies moved in to attack stragglers. Several times my mind was elsewhere and Deepblu and I separated. In the end I found him again. Current flow changed towards the end of the dive and I was already feeling the effects of not having enough sleep and fighting current. We commenced our first mini-deco stops at 12m as usual to off-gas.

Back on the surface the boat was missing. Apparently Aidi had moved away from Tukun Laut because the waves and

current were menacing. I steered the boat as he helped Deepblu on board and also keeping an eye out for Birgit and the other diver. Finally, with all divers safely on board, we made our way back to the DC. The engine was still giving problems so Aidi did not make speed. I literally fell asleep and several times almost fell onto the floorboard. The floorboard was very tempting but we had promised Gee and Varda a roti canai tea session, as Gee would be leaving the DC next week to work in the Philippines.

Back at the DC, I was met by Terry, the dive instructor of the ‘B’ Squadron of the police commando unit, the VAT69, whom I used to dive with during joint-exercises back in 1993 in Lumut and Pangkor areas. The VAT69 were there on training.Varda, Gee, Deepblu and I walked to the stall at Teluk Kiker (again wrongly refered to as Keke Bay) and the VAT69 camp was located next to the stall. I did not recognise any of them initially until, when on the way back to the DC, I was greeted by Sgt John, Inspector Ben (the unit’s dive officer) and two other veterans whose name I cannot recall. They still call me ‘Tuan’ (Sir) as they did 14 years ago and invited me to join them for the next training session to be held at Perhentian in August. Inspector Ben and Terry then had a talk with me about the equipment they currently use, evaluating, and future requirements.

After a sunset walk, followed by shower, dinner, enjoying the night breeze and a phone call to that someone who was

about to sleep, I finally fell asleep before midnight.

DAY TWO – 15th July 2007

Woke up to an SMS at 8.33am. I only got to sleep again at around 6am before that. Washed up and brushed the teeth,

prepped the equipment ready for the next dive. Had some minutes to spare so rushed a nasi lemak breakfast.

SECRET REEF
Max Depth: 29.3m
Dive Time: 35 minutes
Viz: 15m at best, 5m below thermocline at 24m
Surface Temperature: 30 Celcius
Bottom Temperature: 27 Celcius

On the boat were Birgit with two divers, Varda with one, Deepblu and myself; while Lou and two other divers headed out to Batu Nisan on the other boat. I briefed Deepblu on the dive plan and the planned stops, which I also informed Varda. Added one more weight to the tank strap for trimming. Birgit’s group went down first while the rest of us waited for Deepblu. Once he was in, Varda gave the okay to descent sign. I blew all air out of the wing, flipped fins up and swam down to 30m, overtaking Birgit’s group in the process who were doing free descent.

Deepblu arrived and quickly took a photo of me with my slate that says 200 depicting my official 200th PADI logged dives. After that Deepblu went to take photos of lionfishes. I looked at him and wondered if his strobe battery had died on him since he did not recharge the battery on the previous night. After 10 minutes, I checked my gauge to recalculate my “air time remaining” against my dive plan, and my dive computer.

At 15 minutes I signaled to Deepblu that we had 3 minutes left before we had to make it back to the ascent line. We circumnavigated a boulder and I was then smack bang in a bait ball with snappers and jacks darting in and out to feed. It was a very frustrating scene as I did not have my camera on me. It’s time I get a new housing or a proper video camera with HID video lights. But that will have to wait until after I get my toy.

On the 18th minute we ascended to 24m for our first deep stop for 3 minutes, and one minute every three meters thereon, with longer stops at both 6m and 3m to off-gas even further. The Nitrogen Tissue Loading Bar Graph on my PDC went down two notches at the end of the stops as it took me another 3 minutes to get to the surface from the last stop. Both Deepblu and I felt fresher than the usual recreational dives had we stopped only at 5m for 3 minutes. As usual back on the boat Varda, Aidi, Deepblu and I exchanged friendly banters to kill time. Picked up Lou and the two divers at Batu Nisan.

We later learnt what had happen to Deepblu’s new Inon strobe – it got flooded big time.

SUGAR WRECK
Max Depth: 19.3m
Dive Time: 46 minutes
Viz: 15m
Surface Temperature: 32 Celcius
Bottom Temperature: 29 Celcius

Last dive for the trip. On the boat were Lou and two fun divers (one German and one Portuguese), Deepblu and I. Lou told us to descend first. I informed Lou that Deepblu will be doing dive-site mapping for his DMT assigment, while I will dive alone. However, I told her if she needed assistance to just holler me.

We got to Sugar Wreck and Lo! and behold. Viz was excellent as we could see the wreck almost to the bottom. Deepblu and I wasted no time in descending upon the wreck. At the top most part of the wreck (its portside), I stood there, arms folded, and cursing to myself for not having my camera with me. Schools of Jacks, Yellowtail Barracuda,

Batfishes, Snappers were playing around me. Deepblu did not have his camera with him too. Deepblu then commenced his exercise while I swam to the edge of the wreck (keel side) before free-descending to 18m. The viz right at the bottom wasn’t as good as above 15m. But I could see the surface clearly. I finally bumped into Deepblu again towards the end of the dive as we commenced our multiple stops to off-gas. At 6m, Lou passed me one of her charges for me to ring to the surface.

All in all it was a good short trip. On the way back we stopped twice; once to refuel at Kuala Krai and porridge in Gua Musang. And the trip back was accompanied by songs by DJ Ravin, SMS and calls to someone, and Deepblu’s attempt in being a record holder as evident in the picture below.

Izwar and bigger size

Missing Helicopter

Sikorsky S-61A4 Nuri

I received an SMS from Mocha informing me that an Air Force Nuri helicopter has gone down in the vicinity of Bentong this morning.

At the time of writing, Search and Rescue operations have been postponed due to worsening weather in the area.

I can now only pray for the safety of my brothers-in-arms.

Blue Skies, Good Viz – Part 2

Ah…I coined the term “Blue Skies, Good Viz” because I was telling someone about the e-mails I received before jumping off KL Tower back in 1999. In one e-mail, a BASE jumper signed it of with the usual skydiver jargon BSBD, which stands for BLUE SKIES, BLACK DEATH.

Anyway, Boatman SMS me the latest report before he left for D’ Lagoon:

“Mendung sket tapi cerah…vis Tukun Laut pukul 9pg td, 15 to 20 mtr..”

Yeah. But I’m not too happy with the latest satellite photo:

Latest topology satellite picture by MTSAT

Danko Meets Foxy

Persian cat

I’m writing this in response to Bakawali‘s posting on the demise of her 18-year old cat, Danko.

I had a cat I was really close to when I was 11. That was the only friend I had because my childhood was restricted to the compound of the house due to security reasons. I didn’t have any friend after school, so Foxy was my only friend.

One day, before going to school, I saw Foxy dragging its hind legs trying to reach me. It was obviously in pain. I told my mother about Foxy and on my way to school, the driver and I dropped Foxy off at the vet’s.

For three days I couldn’t eat properly thinking about Foxy. Then one day, I forced the driver to take me to the vet to see Foxy. I was devastated to know that it had to be put down.

I couldn’t do anything but cry everytime I got home from school and sat where Foxy used to sit after meals.

Danko, if you see Foxy, say hello to him. The two of you would make great pals in Cat Heaven.

Foxy would have been 31 this year.

Blue Skies, Good Viz

Blue skies at Perhentian

At 1412 today I received an SMS report from my boatman. It reads: “Cuaco beres lor ni..vis pun ok. Pukul 3 ni, kawe nok turun Tanjung Basi.”

Hit the road Jack.

Time to be one with the sea.