My baby's gonna learn how to fly or swim

Hey sounds wierd doesn't it? Well the fact is, a monster typhoon is bearing down on the Japanese main island. According the the Met office... So a few ppl got concerned and asked if wifey and baby are ok... And that is what I said... baby will either learn how to fly or swim... Wat else can I say? No one in his or her right mind will go out in the rain and wind.... other than me lah... It was in the middle of a typhoon a long time ago, when I was still living in Japan. There was an idiot who went out in the storm, had his umbrella broken by the wind... jus to buy Hagen Daaz ice cream.... Hey... I can't help it... I love the ice cream... And even in the mid of winter when even my plumbing gets frozen, I would shiver under my blanket and eat the ice cream... But only Hagen Daaz hor...

Anyway, back to the typhoon... If wife and baby stay indoors, little should happen... other than maybe baby being afraid of the wind and the counds. Other than that, barring anything hurling through the windows, they should be safe. But if lucks is not with us and an earthquake hits while the typhoon is blowing, then we will have to go to plan B, which is for wife to go to a close by temple to take shelter. I would not want her to go to a place with tall buildings and temples do seem to be stronger and have more open places..

Life is like that lah... You cannot go against nature and should just take things as they come. I have already planned for all the contingencies and if anything happens, then we should take what action. That is the only thing we can do.

It is just like recently, I have been looking at my own mortality. I am willing and ready to go. I think I leave behind pleasant memories and good frens and that is most important. Wife and baby should be ok and she has the ability to create income on her own. It is not like I leave behind and idiot who can't earn and or learn.

And when I meet St Peter, I am happy and am not worried if I go up or down and or hang in limbo..

It is wierd, but I think I am not afraid of death or dying. I have seen it many times and have even come close to it a few times.. I think that the Grim Reaper has become and old fren... When he comes to get me, I will just say to him, "What took you so long... old fren?".. No... I am not being fatalistic.. I will not give up on life and have not given up. But it is true you know... I have come close a few times and walked away from it... And no... I do not think I am indestructable or immortal.

Let me count the number of times I almost had a date with Mr. Death....

1) When I was a child... You remember the old wooden cupboards? They were really solid and heavy huh? When I was 5 or 6, I was swinging on the doors like George of the Jungle... My silly sister joined me and then I got bored and was walking away when the cupboard came crashing down... S step later and the cupboard would have caved my brain in..I was actually luckier bcoz the blame fell on my sis... hehehehe

2) My army daze were also filled with adventure... Like one time... we were going back to camp after training in the steamy jungles... We were butt tired and dirty and I fell asleep in the land rover... And so did everyone else... including the driver... The truck in front stopped at a traffic light, but we did not... The next thing I remember was sitting by the side of the road, feeling my head and going.. "hmmmm ouch..... ooooohh blood!!??!!"

Well drama aside, ambulance came... I refused to sit down... was trying to get my head back in one piece and kept asking the medic... My name is such and such and my ic number is such and such right?? He got really pissed off with me because he was flapping big time and yet the patient was bugging him...

Well I had my come uppance many times over in a while... We got to the army hospital... the Head nurse was screaming that I was too dirty and my boots were too muddy and I had to ask my buddies to carry me to the toilet to wash my boots.. Then when the doctor saw me, he immediately sent me to Toa Payoh Hospital...

My second bad luck of the day was that when I reached the hospital... lo and behold was a guy who did not really like me and I did not particularly like him in Primary school....Hmmmm luck huh???

With head injuries... the patient could not take anything because of fear of the patient throwing up... but... I was out training and did not have anything to eat for 4 days... damn.... luck huh... Old Grim Reaper must have been having a chuckle....

3) In Thailand a few years ago, went scuba diving... I just love to swim around and watch the corals... not the girls ok?!! Dived into the pristine waters of Krabi and had a ball of a time... But big mistake was that I was doing it Australia style... Which meant jus the snorkel and mask... No life preserver... The waters off the Aussie coast can be pretty treacherous and also the waves and currents can be strong... But I would usually dive in calm waters and within markers so it was cool and great... Buuuuutttttt.... When I came up from the dive in Krabi... Oh my goodness (actually it was more like Holy Shit!!!)The stoopiiiddd boat was like over 50m away or even further and I was being pushed further and further... It took all my strength and I was already about to give up when I saw the safety diver and waved for help....

So as you can see, other than these episodes, there are heaps more and with my brain tumours and so on, I would say that I keep seeing old Grim Reaper... So when he does finally come to tap me on my shoulder and say that it is time.. I would most probably ask him why he took so long...