mann & hillard wrote :

in the wee small hours of the morning
while the whole wide world is fast alseep
you lie awake thinking of the girl/boy
never even think of counting sheep

while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson
He'd be yours if only he would call
in the wee small hours of the morning
it's the time i miss her most of all

(instrumental)

in the wee small hours of the morning
while the whole wide world is fast asleep
you lie awake thinking of the girl
never even think of counting sheep

while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson
he'd be yours if only he would call
in the wee small hours of the morning
it's the time i miss him most off all

bolehlah babette

ini Djeung Babette sedang naik lambretta...
Pekerjaannya Djeung ini adalah detektif privaat,jadi dia pake kaca mata kuning,biar nggak ketahuan identitas sebenarnya.
Djeung Babette juga jago ngider dan ngibing pakai lambretta pink.
Mau ke mana?
Mau investigasi apa?
Tinggal tilpun Djeung Babette!

Mengapa namanya "Babette"?
Jadi...sebenarnya saya rada sebal...karena sejak sampai di sini,semua (kecuali sesama orang Indonesia tentunya) mengucapkan nama saya dengan lafal seperti Bert & Ernie...karena mereka tidak bisa mengucapkan "r" setelah "e" (seperti "e" dalam pesta).
Lalu saya berjumpa dengan nona ini dan ayahnya. Entah kenapa,Si Oom demen menggonta-ganti nama saya,hari ini bisa "berta",besok bisa "betty",nah kebetulan favorit saya yang ini : "Babette".
Kebetulan nama ini juga bersahabat untuk lidah cadel. Jadi,yah bolehlah panggil saya Babette sekarang...
Ini putri semata wayang Oom Babette dengan saya di geylang serai (yang seprti pasar tenabang sebelum lebaran,lengkap dengan jeritan2 YAKKKK DIPILIH-DIPILIH-DIPILIH,pakai TOA)

crotch grabbing crooner

Ok,when i bought the ticket for this show,I expected some classy performance.My anticipation mounted when i saw people all dressed up,like going to a cocktail party instead of concert (or Singaporean always dress like that for a jazz concert? geez..like going to watch London Philharmonic or s'thing). The Singapore Indoor Stadium is GREAT,i mean compare to the ones i've been to. It's clean and our seat wasn't so bad afterall (although Michael Buble was the same size as my thumb).
Actually,I'm not a fan,really,his CDs weren't worth my dough.
HOWEVER,since most of my favourite crooner are dearly departed (yea,IF i can get a hand on a time machine,i'll watch O'l blue eye,Bobby Darin and Nat) and there's a teeny-weeny chance i can watch Tony Bennet,Van Morrison or yea well,if he's selling cheap,Rod Stewart (just keep him singing the greatest american songbook),Michael Buble is better than nothing...
Buble started with "Try A Little Tendernes" and some songs from his CD,then...
He sings Moondance, one of my favourite piece from Van Morrison. Really,this Buble sure got some taste! He interprets Ray Charles (You Don't Know Me), Stevie Wonder (You and I) and Maroon 5 (This Love). Yea darling,this guy rocks!
Not just a crooner,he is a trus performer as well...his MJ impersonation...laugh me off my seat. He also dared to run among the audience,up until the 2nd class row (i sure regret didn't buy THAT row).
And yea,suddenly during one of his monologue....HE GRABBED HIS CROTCH...really,that wasn't expected.Yet still entertaining as he tried to sing operatic (move over Groban) and still sounds good.
This concert also made me found out that i can write in the dark. Mind my writing,it was DARK.

For all the ladies pleasure..here's my youngest crooner (so far)

dasar...anak-anak haree genee

Sebenarnya saya tadinya hendak menceritakan konser Michael Buble,apa daya tugas menumpukk hingga tertunda.
TAPI..kejadian barusan benar-benar berkesan...dan membuat saya terpingkal-pingkal...
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2 anak remaja pria tanggung duduk di samping saya di bis. Dari percakapan mereka,jelas..sesama pemakan gado-gado...
Mereka mulai mengobrol ngalor-ngidul,dari masalah pacar hingga dunia perbasketan. Kemudian mulai bergunjing tentang orang-orang di dalam bis.
Begini percakapan Si Tole dan Si Bedul:
Bedul : Eh,liat tu cowok pake pink! Bisa ditabok kali gue kalo pake pink sama pacar gue!
Tole : Hahaha! orang sini cuek aja,cowok2 pada pake pink.Banci kali
Bedul : Eh liat tuh cewek seksi bener mukanya
Tole : Yang mana?
Bedul : Itu yang pake orens. (ada seorang gadis yang berdiri di dekat kami)
Gue nggak keberatan yang kayak gitu di tempat tidur gue!
Tole : Wah! gue nggak bakal bangun-bangun kalo ada yang kayak gituan di kasur gue!
mereka berdua tertawa terkekeh-kekeh.
Bedul : Liat tuh cewek,bibirnya seksi juga! (merujuk seorang gadis yang duduk di sebelah saya.
Tole : Boleh juga tuh!
dan mereka membicarakan ukuran-ukuran vital gadis tersebut.Kemudian arah pembicaraan mereka makin membuat kuping saya panas...
Duh,SOK TAU banget 2 anak ini!
Lalu.
Tole : Sebelah gue juga lumayan.
Bedul : Apaan,joget-joget sendirian,dasar orang sini,gak liat tempat.
HADOOO! mereka membicarakan saya! Tanpa malu-malu dengan suara KERAS. Mengalahkan New Order yang menghentak di kuping. Makin sebel dong...udah sok teu...nyela pula...HIHHH! dalam hati,saya sudah menyusun rencana..sebelum turun saya akan mengeluarkan sumpah serapah yang INDONESIA berat,jadi cuma mereka yang ngerti.
Tapi,kelihatannya mulut saya memang bukan keranjang sampah.
Tiba-tiba Si Bedul menyodorkan uang $2. Astaga...uang itu memang selipan yang saya taruh di dompet kartu e-z link.
nona cyan : Thanks
Bedul : it's ok.

Lalu saya diam...

Bedul : Haduh,cobaan tuh barusan. Pas bulan puasa pula.
Tole : Iya, dia nggak sadar lho duitnya jatuh.
Bedul : Mana sadarlah lagi joget-joget gitu.

Kemudian saya memasukkan uang itu ke dompet (biar nggak jatuh). Tapi mulut sudah GATEL setengah mati,jadi:
nona cyan : Terima kasih yaaaa
Tole : Lho ? orang Indonesia ???
(SUMPAH!!! muka si Bedul dan Tole kaget seperti melihat Rhoma Irama pake kebaya)
nona cyan : Iya.
Tole : Dari mana? Aku dari Bandung!
Bedul : aku dari Aceh (dengan suara yang keciiiiiiil sekali)
nona cyan : Oh,aku dari Jakarta.
Tole : Sekolah di mana?
nona cyan : La Salle,duluan yaaaa!
Karena bis sudah mulai minggir di halte saya.
Tole : Wah..manis juga ya dia...
Bedul : EH! dia bisa denger kita BEGO! Dari tadi dia bisa ngedengerin omongan kita!!!
Dan saya turun dari bis sambil tertawa terbahak-bahak....kemudian melambaikan tangan pada mereka.
(Si Tole dadah-dadah balik,rada lemot mungkin dia,atau super baik hati,sementara si Bedul tidak terlihat)

homage to those who's been suffering

1.10.2005
Just minutes after it blew up, I was in the taxi with my friends when my dear brother called,"Dek,there's bombs in Bali. One in Kuta Square,one in Jimbaran". My first response was,"My Godness! two in a night?". Then my bro just told me to stay calm and sms my host family in Bali,just to make sure they're ok. Turned out they are.
After I've told my friend,their first reaction was:
A : I bet it's the JI! The government is not lenient enough to them! They should sent some intels to tap in JI's movement..bla bla
He also generated some theories,one includes Malaysian ex-prime minister ("His son is Azahari's classmate..bla..bla..bla..) and some others theories,which quite rational.
B: Oh my god! Is it true?
Then he started to sms his pals. He pointed out that most ticket and hotel bookings will be cancelled,especially the ones from Australia and Japan. He works in the department of culture and tourism.
The last guy was Pakistani,He was curious about Indonesian gobernment and popped some political questions.

While I was flashing back....

2002
10 minutes...
If I stayed 10 minutes more in Kuta that Saturday night,you won't be reading this post.
I was there,so I knew how crowded that place was. I was chaperoning some high school girl,they begged for me to stay longer,but I promised their parents that I'll take their daughters back on time.
Turned out 10 minutes made them back in whole,safe and sound.
The local tv showed everything,un-edited that sunday morning.
People queued around Sanglah hospital on the next days.
Some to identify the remain of their relatives,
some just to see parts of bodies scattered in boxes.
Weeks,
months after that...
I've met people who complains about their job loss...and how the bombs impact on hotel occupancy.

Ah,
why we mortals hurt each others?

u gotta be kidding?

yea...it is tasteless. Not bad though for something that considered as "low fat". I doubt the "no msg" sign though...still tastes like instant noodle...Forget the "curry" flavour..