Dreamer's Editorial..

Moslems around the world are definitely in a festive mood now.. 'Tis the month to be holy, jolly, and good.. People who are moslems shall undergo the ritual of fasting during daylight, in which they have to also control their emotion and behaviour..

If you live in countries where Islam is an influencing accent of social construction the I'd guess you would notice that by Ramadhan, practically the whole country goes into slow mode, since people are taking things a little easier to cope with the fasting they go thru..

Anyhoo, my photography will go on even during Ramadhan, no reason not to.. To save time and bandwidth on the blog you can see my albums online in facebook, flickr, and fotografer.net

Make sure you check them out!

I hope i'll be able to write articles related to the theme of Ramadhan..

Have a festive and blessful month!

Happy reading, everyone! :)

22 August 2009

Monday, 20 April 2009


Tonight was the night when the endless contest between man and animal (in this case rodent -red) takes yet another place. Reporting live from the crime scene today where me and Heru, 2 out of 5 of the Pitik Fraternity, assisted by a guest star from Luwuk, the famous Fido himself..

In the animated feature Rattatouille we are given the image of a rat who's really smart, kind and has a strong sense in cooking. Well, i gotta tell
 you that today we faced a different breed of rats, apparently the peace co-existence between humans and animals in the house has broken loose, rats have infested the house and they're trying to send us a message through terrorism (people call it pest infection, but this is war!!). Because we're f
ans of Mr. Bush, we will not stand down against such threats, we will not negotiate with the scum of the universe, and justice will prevail!

We've kinda felt this annoyance since the night before actually, where i woke up in the middle of the night and find my pillow was walking by itself, i blinked my eyes 3 times and waved my hand in front of it to make sure i'm seeing right, then i touch the pillow and lo, there's a gigantic rat underneath it, the thing just flustered away (i'm no kidding, it's nearly as big as a guinea pig/hamster)..

Heru is apparently jumpy, so his encounter with the rat is a lot funnier than mine, believe me he jumps and shrieks (yes, shriek! that high pitched shouts girls make, in mangas it is usually expressed with "kyaaaaaa!!!!"). Fido's encounter is even funnier, he was using one laptop in the other room and kinda had a "face to face" moment with the thing hahahahaha.. bottom line is we're all kinda disturbed in a way..

So after my plane disaster this afternoon (a story for tommorow), Fido decided to stay the night again in the Frat house to keep me and Heru company (a guy and a girl in one house all alone is infidelity, but 2 guys in a house is rather creepy and disgusting, so we thought a menage trois is more saucy.. kyaaaa)

When me and Fido came home from dinner and a chat at Agung's, we find Heru locking himself in a room, it seems that he was working on his thesis, but then he said that he saw the mouse running into that trapdoor under the stairs, so me and Fido are convinced that was probably why he was in the room all locked up. Sissy!

The first time we kinda inspected this little space under the stairs, nothing happened, no sounds, no signs of movement. So we left it at that.. Heru started playing CS upstairs, Fido was doing something suspicious in Adi's room, while I was busy utilizing Fido's prosumer camera taking pics of my scale model..

Members of the mouserjagger 301st Anti-Mouse Division

The one time Fido suddenly shouted, asking us to gather, and dramatically points at that same space under the stairs, claiming he saw he rat run in there. At this point, he was like an army sergeant and he should've had German subtitles; "Achtung Achtung! Zer ees a mousze in zat phlasce" (Attention Attention! There is a mouse in that place).. i was about to run to the back to get the Nazi flag we had when i was snapped back into reality..

Okay, so this time we definitely hear noises and saw movement. Like the brave infantry th
at he is, Heru started to clear out the space so that we can usher the mouse out. No avail. As we are all academicians and educated people, we resolved to intelligence; smoking the thing out with burning paper (this is intelligence based on cavemen standards). So we did, and I'm pretty sure my insurance doesnt apply if we managed to burn the house down (can't confess we made the fire or we'd be in jail i don't think the insurance people would be convinced that we were casualties of a crime that a rat did). I had the iniciative to blow the fire with some mosquito reppelant, it worked wonders and created cools sound effects..

After a lot of burning things, it looks as if any normal living entity would've died either from the heat or the lack of oxygen (burnt o2 will result in pure co). We were kinda hoping because o
f both, overkill is an art. After taking some inspections, crime scene investigation, and forensic photography, we were convinced that the thing had lost, we had won, and justice has been supremed.

The pride only lasted for about 5 minutes ><
 and Heru took our weapons of mass destruction (a house mop, and my tennis racket). This time we cleared even more things out, and lo! The rat is still moving. We were nonplussed!

Heru once again acted like a gold miner in South Africe and entered the hole, pushing out the rat. Fido came in as a substitute player, using his anti-terror helmet, and Heru with his ballista shades,we finally managed to get the rat out. This is where some funny things happened. Fido was starteled due to the surprise, Heru started jumping up and down making sure his lovely legs ain't touched by the rat, and i was too amazed at seeing the sheer size of the thing to provide an imminent attack (we were about to hit it, before this we checked and made sure rats aren't protected under the Geneva COnvention on the protection of soldiers in war). But okay, due to slow response, the rat fleed, i ran and chased it to the corner of the kitchen where the washing machine used to be. I was pretty sure i cornered the thing, then Fido and Heru came and we were about to read the mouse the Miranda rule ("you have the right to remain silent, anything you say and do can and will be used against you!!") when we realised that there was a hole for piping in the corner.

The mouse got away..

In the night which we thought we won, we have lost. Round 1 goes to the rat, unanymous decision, with a margin of 4, it was a clear victory.

This isn't over, rat..

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