Archive for October, 2007

The Important Things in Life

Saturday, October 27th, 2007
All right, I thought I could share you this good motivational short story.

If you feel like peaceful, and emotional, and seflless, and gentle, and loving, and tender, then you might find this wonderful.

Philosophy of Life

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in
front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very
large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf
balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that
it was.
So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into
the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open
areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up the remaining space. He asked once more
if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous ‘yes’.

The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and
poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the space
between the sand particles. The students laughed.

Now, said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. ”

“The golf balls are the important things - your family, your children,
your health, your friends, your favourite passions - things that if
everything else were lost, and only they remained, your life would
still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your
job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else - the small
stuff.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no
room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you
spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have
room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the
things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children.
Take your partner out to dinner. Go out with friends. There will always
be time to clean the house and fix the washing. Take care of the golf
balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The
rest is just sand.”

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented. The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."

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Baseballboobsandbeer_3
2 breast implants…
$4,000
 
 Dodgers tickets…
$47
 
 A cold beer…
$6
 
 Drunkenly pouring the beer down your shirt…
priceless.
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(fixy7)
   

American-Size Food? No kidding!

Wednesday, October 10th, 2007


What did you have first in mind after reading the title, Mate?

Yesterday I went to Planet Hollywood Jakarta for iftar (I was already readied for the prices, which were indeed expensive!).
After taking a good careful look at the menu, I decided to order a
cheese burger and a salmon burger. I was thinking that by ordering
those two dishes, I could exactly fill my empty stomach.

I’ve
heard some people saying the portions of the food in that restaurant is
what they called "American standard". But my hungry mind said, let’s
challenge it! What makes these Americans eat more than I do. If they
can, so can I (I now realise this is stupid).

Anyway,
later the waiter came with my burgers, and it could be clearly seen
that the size of them was roughly, let’s say, 2.5 times bigger than the
original size of the ones in McDonald’s (or should I say Indonesian McDonald’s).
While I was finishing my first burger (the salmon one), I told one of
the waiters (might be the manager),"the size is (friggin) enormous!"
"Well, that’s American Standard," he replied. Oh, ok, it really is that
simple. Even though I managed to finish that burger, I had to go home
with an "overfilled" stomach. In fact, I got my ’second’ burger taken home (for suhoor).

That experience has brought me to a conclusion that everything that’s been "Americanised" would have its size mutated to large. I remember a story of a young Vietnamese American woman who was medium-sized by American Standards, but when she walked through the doors of her local Vietnamese store, she ballooned to an extra-large and started to feel less beautiful and less Asian.

Their food portions are just ridiculously large and could feed an African family for a month!

No offence to you Yanks, but now I fully understand how the stereotype that "American girls are fat" came up. From now on, I have a new synonym: overly done/excessive = Americanised. Ha-ha..

Oops, I think I’m gonna have myself "erased" from existence by The CIA tonight..

(fixy7)