Figured this should be helpful in times of high fuel costs nowadays.
Tips on Filling your Vehicles...
This is a Message received from a friend:
I don't know what you guys are paying for petrol... but here in Durban, we are also paying higher, up to 47.35 per litre. But my line of work is in petroleum for about 31 years now, so here are some tricks to get more of your money's worth for every litre.
Here at the Marian Hill Pipeline, where I work in Durban, we deliver about 4 million litres in a 24-hour period thru the pipeline.
One day is diesel; the next day is jet fuel, and petrol, LRP and Unleaded. We have 34-storage tanks here with a total capacity of 16,800,000 litres.
ONLY BUY OR FILL UP YOUR CAR OR BIKKIE IN THE EARLY MORNING WHEN THE GROUND TEMPERATURE IS STILL COLD.
Remember that all service stations have their storage tanks buried below ground. The colder the ground, the denser the fuel, when it gets warmer petrol expands, so buying in the afternoon or in the evening.... your litre is not exactly a litre.
In the petroleum business, the specific gravity and the temperature of the petrol, diesel and jet fuel, ethanol and other petroleum products play an important role. A 1degree rise in temperature is a big deal for this business. But the service stations do not have temperature compensation at the pumps.
WHEN YOU'RE FILLING UP, DO NOT SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER OF THE NOZZLE TO A FAST MODE.
If you look, you will see that the trigger has three (3) stages: low, middle, and high. In slow mode, you should be pumping on low speed, thereby minimizing the vapours that are created, while you are pumping. All hoses at the pump have a vapour return. If you are pumping on the fast rate, some of the liquid that goes to your tank becomes vapour. Those vapours are being sucked up and back into the underground storage tank so you're getting less worth for your money.
ONE OF THE MOST IMPORTANT TIPS IS TO FILL UP WHEN YOUR TANK IS HALF FULL.
The reason for this is, the more fuel you have in your tank, the less air occupying its empty space. Petrol evaporates faster than you can imagine. Petroleum storage tanks have an internal floating roof. This roof serves as zero clearance between the petrol and the atmosphere, so it minimizes the evaporation.
Unlike service stations, here where I work, every truck that we load is temperature compensated, so that every litre is actually the exact amount.
ANOTHER REMINDER, IF THERE IS A FUEL TRUCK PUMPING INTO THE STORAGE TANKS, WHEN YOU STOP, DO NOT FILL UP
- most likely the petrol/diesel is being stirred up as the fuel is being delivered, and you might pick up some of the dirt that normally settles on the bottom.
Hope, this will help you get the maximum value for your money.
DO SHARE THESE TIPS WITH OTHERS! LET’S SHARE INFORMATION AND BENEFIT ALL, FOR THE BETTER OF MANKIND.
Compiled by Ramesh Patel
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
The Infamous DNA Story
A very intersting and hillarious point of view by Cikgu Kata Tak Nak
Saturday, 26 July 2008
Please your honour, a little bit only, please, please.
Prosecutor: Your honour, we are unable to get fresh samples to ascertain the DNA of the accused so we are applying for the court to order the accused to provide us with samples of his blood, semen and pubic hair.
Judge: Why don't you just swab the inside of his mouth? Why do you need blood, semen and pubic hairs for?
Prosecutor: Er, er, I don't know about that, the IGP and the AG asked me to ask for it and they said that your honour would surely approve?
Judge: Oh, they said that did they? Who do they think I am? That Hacks judge? Why are they ordering you? Aren't they supposed to be disqualified from handling this case? Why do you need the DNA profile for? You still have samples from 1998 don't you?
Prosecutor: If your honour had read the papers, even the Prime Minister had asked the accused to provide the samples. He said that the old samples are spoilt.
Judge: Is the PM the IO? Is he the prosecuting officer. What powers does he has to demand for it? Is he a party to anything here?
Prosecutor: Why your honour, he is the Prime Minister.
Judge: So? Has he been sodomised too? And what do you mean the old samples are spoilt? Young man, do you know anything about DNA? Do you still have the old samples?
Prosecutor: We had some old samples but not enough. Some of it were taken to smear the victim's uhm, er, ..... I mean some of it got lost in transit while taken to the lab.
Judge: I like the first part better.
Prosecutor: What first part?
Judge: The smearing part?
Prosecutor: Oh, that part. I got my scripts wrong. The smear was supposed to be, they are trying to smear the name of the TPM.
Judge: And what have that got to do with the accused DNA?
Prosecutor: Nothing your honour.
Judge: So why is it in your script?
Prosecutor: I mean, it's not in my written script your honour, it is in my head for future use but somehow I got confused.
Judge: Hmm, interesting. What about the data base from the old case. I am sure you have them stored somewhere safely don't you?
Prosecutor: We did ask the police for the data 3 weeks ago but last week they informed us that a hacker had hacked into the police system and destroyed them.
Judge: Hmm, I have not read anything about it before. Do you have a police report about this new development?
Prosecutor: Yes Your Honour, here.
Judge: It was dated yesterday. The police only made the report yesterday?
Prosecutor: Huh! What? Let me see it. Er, er, ...... it could be a typo your honour.
Judge: Aren't dates supposed to be very important in any reports?
Prosecutor: Yes Your Honour, they are.
Judge: Then why the mistakes? What are you trying to do? Do you really have a case against the accused?
Prosecutor: Your Honour, I am not feeling very well, could your give me an adjournment, please?
Judge: You want to continue in the afternoon?
Prosecutor: No, an indefinte adjournment please. I think I am going to be sick for a very long time.
Judge: Yes, I do think so myself. One month to settle all this mess and come back prepared.
Prosecutor: Oh, Your Honour, what about the samples?
Judge: Nope, prove why I must order for it to be given.
Prosecutor: Please your honour, a little bit only, please, please.
Posted by Kata Tak Nak at Saturday, July 26, 2008
Saturday, 26 July 2008
Please your honour, a little bit only, please, please.
Prosecutor: Your honour, we are unable to get fresh samples to ascertain the DNA of the accused so we are applying for the court to order the accused to provide us with samples of his blood, semen and pubic hair.
Judge: Why don't you just swab the inside of his mouth? Why do you need blood, semen and pubic hairs for?
Prosecutor: Er, er, I don't know about that, the IGP and the AG asked me to ask for it and they said that your honour would surely approve?
Judge: Oh, they said that did they? Who do they think I am? That Hacks judge? Why are they ordering you? Aren't they supposed to be disqualified from handling this case? Why do you need the DNA profile for? You still have samples from 1998 don't you?
Prosecutor: If your honour had read the papers, even the Prime Minister had asked the accused to provide the samples. He said that the old samples are spoilt.
Judge: Is the PM the IO? Is he the prosecuting officer. What powers does he has to demand for it? Is he a party to anything here?
Prosecutor: Why your honour, he is the Prime Minister.
Judge: So? Has he been sodomised too? And what do you mean the old samples are spoilt? Young man, do you know anything about DNA? Do you still have the old samples?
Prosecutor: We had some old samples but not enough. Some of it were taken to smear the victim's uhm, er, ..... I mean some of it got lost in transit while taken to the lab.
Judge: I like the first part better.
Prosecutor: What first part?
Judge: The smearing part?
Prosecutor: Oh, that part. I got my scripts wrong. The smear was supposed to be, they are trying to smear the name of the TPM.
Judge: And what have that got to do with the accused DNA?
Prosecutor: Nothing your honour.
Judge: So why is it in your script?
Prosecutor: I mean, it's not in my written script your honour, it is in my head for future use but somehow I got confused.
Judge: Hmm, interesting. What about the data base from the old case. I am sure you have them stored somewhere safely don't you?
Prosecutor: We did ask the police for the data 3 weeks ago but last week they informed us that a hacker had hacked into the police system and destroyed them.
Judge: Hmm, I have not read anything about it before. Do you have a police report about this new development?
Prosecutor: Yes Your Honour, here.
Judge: It was dated yesterday. The police only made the report yesterday?
Prosecutor: Huh! What? Let me see it. Er, er, ...... it could be a typo your honour.
Judge: Aren't dates supposed to be very important in any reports?
Prosecutor: Yes Your Honour, they are.
Judge: Then why the mistakes? What are you trying to do? Do you really have a case against the accused?
Prosecutor: Your Honour, I am not feeling very well, could your give me an adjournment, please?
Judge: You want to continue in the afternoon?
Prosecutor: No, an indefinte adjournment please. I think I am going to be sick for a very long time.
Judge: Yes, I do think so myself. One month to settle all this mess and come back prepared.
Prosecutor: Oh, Your Honour, what about the samples?
Judge: Nope, prove why I must order for it to be given.
Prosecutor: Please your honour, a little bit only, please, please.
Posted by Kata Tak Nak at Saturday, July 26, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Message For Tuanku Mizan
A write-up from a Blogger friend, Ms Tehsin Begum which I felt to the heart. Her link here
Thursday, July 24, 2008
MESSAGE FOR TUANKU MIZAN
Assalamualaikum,
Tuanku,
I have no idea what is the right way to address a King. I have never met a King in person. I have been courted by a prince (but that is a different story, a long time ago), but no, I have not had the chance to meet a King.
So I apologise if my message to you appears crude and unbefitting a King.
I just know that you are human like all of us, and that Rasullulah SAW was the King of men but he remained the humblest and most accessible of leaders. And he is our guide and example. The example for all mankind.
I do not know if you see what we Malaysians see, because you as with all our leaders, are totally detached from the real people by your immense wealth and man-made protocols. We, the rakyat, see a nation slowly and surely dying a slow, protracted, painful death. Our leaders, from all parties, BN, UMNO, Pakatan have lost their minds. And lost their focus.
They are either insanely bent on becoming the Prime Minister in an undemocratic way, or in the case of those democratically-elected (unfortunately) to rule the nation, driving us into the ground by their power struggles and back-stabbing actions and incompetent rule and unstudied decisions, plans and policies.
We the people are left to fend for ourselves. In my earlier post, I put up a piece by a Capt Aziz Abdullah, entitled, "I weep for Malaysia". He speaks for ALL of us in the most eloquent of manner.
WE ALL ARE WEEPING FOR MALAYSIA. I WEEP AS I WRITE THIS. AREN'T YOU WEEPING, MY KING? AS SOVEREIGN, ARE YOU NOT HUMILIATED THAT MALAYSIA HAS BECOME A LAUGHING STOCK OF THE WORLD AND KNOWN AS THE LAND OF SODOMY?
I wept this morning as I held my daughter tight and felt her tiny beating heart under my palm. I worry for her. I worry for our people. I took part in a Qi Gong exercise group this morning. We consisted of Chinese, Indians, Malays and me, a daughter of a Pakistani immigrant, whose grandfather fought for Malaysia, for your forefathers. I felt tears in my eyes, because this is what Malaysia is about. My dream is always for a Muslim nation and my dream is for all my non-Muslim friends to receive and embrace the message of Allah, which is for all mankind. If they do not accept it, it is my fault, the Muslims fault. Because I, WE, have failed in our da'wah, failed in spreading the message well and failed in setting a good example. They are still however, my fellow human beings, and I love and care for them and feel their pain and hunger too as they feel mine. We are all brothers and sisters, from one source. Adam and Eve. We all deserve justice and equality and a safe and secure nation to call our home.
Do you not see what is happening today? Our nation is struggling to survive, to breathe.
The economy is at a standstill. The world's chaos are piling up at our door, and soon that door will fly open from the increasing pressure and we will all be consumed. We are unprepared. Our country has been languishing for years, continuously raped and pillaged by the corrupt leaders who abuse all machinery, from the executive to the judiciary to the local councils, to satisfy their greed and lust for power and position and wealth. Their bottomless greed. And now, the time for reckoning has come.
As Allah said, all destruction is wrought by our own hands. How very true. And when destruction comes, He Says, none will be spared, even the innocent. Because those who had the power and capacity to speak out, DID NOT.
I looked into the horizon as I do every morning as I sent my baby to school earlier. And all I saw and see daily is a black pall of smog, worsening by the day, hanging over the city and the outskirts. It is like a sign, a sign of doom. Physical and spiritual destruction. A reflection of our psyche and hearts. Black, ugly, sinful. As the leaders play their games, the people suffer, trying to make ends meet. Trying to balance family needs and plain survival. The environment we live in suffers. Everything and everyone is neglected.
We have reached the end of our ropes.
YOU, TUANKU MIZAN, are the last line of defense for this nation. You are the KING. Whatever the restrictions of the constitution, believe this. The people will be behind you. The people need you to TELL THE LEADERS TO JUST STOP! STOP WITH THE GAMES, THE POWER STRUGGLE, THE ABUSE OF FUNDS, THE ABUSE OF THE POLICE, THE JUDICIARY AND ALL OTHER MACHINERY MEANT FOR THE PEOPLE'S CONVENIENCE AND WELL-BEING!
TELL THEM TO STOP! ORDER THEM TO STOP! AND LOOK! AND LISTEN! TO THE VOICE AND NEEDS OF THE PEOPLE!
COMMAND THEM TO START WORKING TOGETHER WITH THE PEOPLE AND COME UP WITH SOLUTIONS AND PLANS FOR OUR FUTURE. LET THE PEOPLE'S VOTES DECIDE WHO SHOULD GOVERN! NOT THE GAMES AND MANIPULATIONS OF THE POLITICIANS!
The Messenger of Allah SAW said, "Allah SWT will grasp the earth on the Day of Resurrection and will roll up the heavens in His Right, then He will say, "I am the King! Where are the kings of the earth?" [Al-Bukhari]
The trust put by Allah upon the Muslim leaders is so great that they should be quaking in their boots from fear of incurring His Wrath by committing injustices or allowing injustices to prevail on this earth.
Even you Tuanku Mizan, with all due respect, should be quaking in your expensive shoes.
And so, I beseech you,
COMMAND THEM TO STOP THE GAMES AND GET THEM TO START WORKING TOGETHER.
THE PEOPLE NEED YOU.
DO NOT BETRAY THEM WITH YOUR INACTION AND SILENCE.
THANK YOU.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
MESSAGE FOR TUANKU MIZAN
Assalamualaikum,
Tuanku,
I have no idea what is the right way to address a King. I have never met a King in person. I have been courted by a prince (but that is a different story, a long time ago), but no, I have not had the chance to meet a King.
So I apologise if my message to you appears crude and unbefitting a King.
I just know that you are human like all of us, and that Rasullulah SAW was the King of men but he remained the humblest and most accessible of leaders. And he is our guide and example. The example for all mankind.
I do not know if you see what we Malaysians see, because you as with all our leaders, are totally detached from the real people by your immense wealth and man-made protocols. We, the rakyat, see a nation slowly and surely dying a slow, protracted, painful death. Our leaders, from all parties, BN, UMNO, Pakatan have lost their minds. And lost their focus.
They are either insanely bent on becoming the Prime Minister in an undemocratic way, or in the case of those democratically-elected (unfortunately) to rule the nation, driving us into the ground by their power struggles and back-stabbing actions and incompetent rule and unstudied decisions, plans and policies.
We the people are left to fend for ourselves. In my earlier post, I put up a piece by a Capt Aziz Abdullah, entitled, "I weep for Malaysia". He speaks for ALL of us in the most eloquent of manner.
WE ALL ARE WEEPING FOR MALAYSIA. I WEEP AS I WRITE THIS. AREN'T YOU WEEPING, MY KING? AS SOVEREIGN, ARE YOU NOT HUMILIATED THAT MALAYSIA HAS BECOME A LAUGHING STOCK OF THE WORLD AND KNOWN AS THE LAND OF SODOMY?
I wept this morning as I held my daughter tight and felt her tiny beating heart under my palm. I worry for her. I worry for our people. I took part in a Qi Gong exercise group this morning. We consisted of Chinese, Indians, Malays and me, a daughter of a Pakistani immigrant, whose grandfather fought for Malaysia, for your forefathers. I felt tears in my eyes, because this is what Malaysia is about. My dream is always for a Muslim nation and my dream is for all my non-Muslim friends to receive and embrace the message of Allah, which is for all mankind. If they do not accept it, it is my fault, the Muslims fault. Because I, WE, have failed in our da'wah, failed in spreading the message well and failed in setting a good example. They are still however, my fellow human beings, and I love and care for them and feel their pain and hunger too as they feel mine. We are all brothers and sisters, from one source. Adam and Eve. We all deserve justice and equality and a safe and secure nation to call our home.
Do you not see what is happening today? Our nation is struggling to survive, to breathe.
The economy is at a standstill. The world's chaos are piling up at our door, and soon that door will fly open from the increasing pressure and we will all be consumed. We are unprepared. Our country has been languishing for years, continuously raped and pillaged by the corrupt leaders who abuse all machinery, from the executive to the judiciary to the local councils, to satisfy their greed and lust for power and position and wealth. Their bottomless greed. And now, the time for reckoning has come.
As Allah said, all destruction is wrought by our own hands. How very true. And when destruction comes, He Says, none will be spared, even the innocent. Because those who had the power and capacity to speak out, DID NOT.
I looked into the horizon as I do every morning as I sent my baby to school earlier. And all I saw and see daily is a black pall of smog, worsening by the day, hanging over the city and the outskirts. It is like a sign, a sign of doom. Physical and spiritual destruction. A reflection of our psyche and hearts. Black, ugly, sinful. As the leaders play their games, the people suffer, trying to make ends meet. Trying to balance family needs and plain survival. The environment we live in suffers. Everything and everyone is neglected.
We have reached the end of our ropes.
YOU, TUANKU MIZAN, are the last line of defense for this nation. You are the KING. Whatever the restrictions of the constitution, believe this. The people will be behind you. The people need you to TELL THE LEADERS TO JUST STOP! STOP WITH THE GAMES, THE POWER STRUGGLE, THE ABUSE OF FUNDS, THE ABUSE OF THE POLICE, THE JUDICIARY AND ALL OTHER MACHINERY MEANT FOR THE PEOPLE'S CONVENIENCE AND WELL-BEING!
TELL THEM TO STOP! ORDER THEM TO STOP! AND LOOK! AND LISTEN! TO THE VOICE AND NEEDS OF THE PEOPLE!
COMMAND THEM TO START WORKING TOGETHER WITH THE PEOPLE AND COME UP WITH SOLUTIONS AND PLANS FOR OUR FUTURE. LET THE PEOPLE'S VOTES DECIDE WHO SHOULD GOVERN! NOT THE GAMES AND MANIPULATIONS OF THE POLITICIANS!
The Messenger of Allah SAW said, "Allah SWT will grasp the earth on the Day of Resurrection and will roll up the heavens in His Right, then He will say, "I am the King! Where are the kings of the earth?" [Al-Bukhari]
The trust put by Allah upon the Muslim leaders is so great that they should be quaking in their boots from fear of incurring His Wrath by committing injustices or allowing injustices to prevail on this earth.
Even you Tuanku Mizan, with all due respect, should be quaking in your expensive shoes.
And so, I beseech you,
COMMAND THEM TO STOP THE GAMES AND GET THEM TO START WORKING TOGETHER.
THE PEOPLE NEED YOU.
DO NOT BETRAY THEM WITH YOUR INACTION AND SILENCE.
THANK YOU.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sad Feeling....
"Try as I might to be a good friend
Though in the end I have always failed.."
I used to write poems before. But I dont keep them. The above phrase was from one of my poems that I wrote when I was in college, but I totally forgot the rest of it. It was written when I feel a bit depressed because my roomate prefer to spend her time with another friend. hahaha... childish behaviour, all of us were.
Somehow today I have that same 'hollow feeling' all over again. (Hollow feeling - a phrase mentioned by a fellow blogger to descricbe a feeling). I don't know why, and I don't know how. Maybe its just the vibes. Well, maybe I'll try and finish the phrase again, differently.
Try as I might to be a good friend
Though in the end, I'll keep on trying
I know it might be never ending
I know there's no use of crying
Try as I might to be a good friend
I'm not sure if its worth trying
All I ask for is some understanding
All I ask for is some honest feeling
Try as I might to be a good friend
Try as I might till the end of time
Since my friendship is not what she seek for
Since my company is not what she wish for
Since me as a friend she doesnt have value for
I may one day, be a friend no more
Sorry if this post is actually not suitable for this blog, but this is My Blog, so I can write all that I want.
Edited: July 9th, 2008 for spelling mistakes..(urghhh..)
And to add: "Its my party, and I'd cry if I want to......." hehehe. (an exerpt from an old song I can't remember the name of the song nor the singer)
Well the mood's over. I'm back! Same ol' happy me! Yaay.... and also many thanks to Lee, too!
Though in the end I have always failed.."
I used to write poems before. But I dont keep them. The above phrase was from one of my poems that I wrote when I was in college, but I totally forgot the rest of it. It was written when I feel a bit depressed because my roomate prefer to spend her time with another friend. hahaha... childish behaviour, all of us were.
Somehow today I have that same 'hollow feeling' all over again. (Hollow feeling - a phrase mentioned by a fellow blogger to descricbe a feeling). I don't know why, and I don't know how. Maybe its just the vibes. Well, maybe I'll try and finish the phrase again, differently.
Try as I might to be a good friend
Though in the end, I'll keep on trying
I know it might be never ending
I know there's no use of crying
Try as I might to be a good friend
I'm not sure if its worth trying
All I ask for is some understanding
All I ask for is some honest feeling
Try as I might to be a good friend
Try as I might till the end of time
Since my friendship is not what she seek for
Since my company is not what she wish for
Since me as a friend she doesnt have value for
I may one day, be a friend no more
Sorry if this post is actually not suitable for this blog, but this is My Blog, so I can write all that I want.
Edited: July 9th, 2008 for spelling mistakes..(urghhh..)
And to add: "Its my party, and I'd cry if I want to......." hehehe. (an exerpt from an old song I can't remember the name of the song nor the singer)
Well the mood's over. I'm back! Same ol' happy me! Yaay.... and also many thanks to Lee, too!
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