Day: April 23, 2008

I think I’ve been on dry land for too long this time.

Almost three weeks now.

Still sniffling…maybe the air above the sea is too contaminated for me.

Maybe the things above the sea is bad for me.

Maybe it’s time I go back underwater – to be amongst the things that calm me; among the things that do not hurt me; things that help set my mind free.

Maybe it is time…so, please take me back where I belong.

Thermos vacuum flasks.

Handy stuff.

I remember the old thermos flasks that used cork as cover. Flowery, very Made-In-China stuff. After a few hours, the hot water inside turns cold. Nevertheless, those things worked while better insulation methods were being experimented. Until that happened, we were all at the mercy of very fragile thermos flasks that had this condom-thin glass tubing inside that breaks everytime the thermos falls and hits the ground.

I used to carry one to the office. It would be filled with either of my favourite soups: mushroom, minestrone, asparagus – of course I cannot put in French Onion soup, which is another favourite of mine.

Nisaa broke one the other day. I guess I will have to buy a new one. As busy as I may seem nowadays, I make time to buy flasks. It doesn’t take long: only slightly longer than blogging, and even longer than a short call to ask a friend how he/she is doing; and definitely longer than having to call other people to tell them I’ll be needing my flask because it is a symbolic ritual of this new flask religion I am embracing.

So, go buy a flask, people. It’s cheap, and you don’t have to harrass other people by calling them for one.

Another day, same place, same stuff. This time Forlorn Soldier and I have had a good talk with Peter after the show ended, and with Amit (an Adnan Khashoggi in the making) at the VIP Lounge. Countloon and Mocha were there with Majors Ho and Joshua. I bumped into so many seniors and squadmates who have either left the service, or are still serving; as well as some immediate juniors. Boy, even without hair, and 20 kilos more, I still look younger than they do.

Briefing the outgoing Chief of the Navy

I wanna buy one of this so I will have no problem parking and going through the jam

Forlorn Soldier and his private signing ceremony…he’s gonna sign away his private

The gang came: (l to r) Mocha, Countloon, Major Ho, SeaDemon, Major Joshua

After the show, it was food and drinks time…

Nasi Ulam

Daging Kambing Bakar

Keropok berkeju

Jus limau ice blended bergaram

After that session, driving back was a challenge…hehehe. Should have driven that tracked APC.