Thursday, December 29, 2005
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Ever tried to stay awake for a couple of days? or maybe more? Can you really do that?!
But what if you got no other choice? Insomnia ladies and gents..
I have been suffering from insomnia and it is NOT fun at all ! Here's some info about it.
*Definition : Chronic inability to fall asleep or remain asleep for an adequate length of time.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Sunday, December 18, 2005
'She sent me poems she had written and told me about her dreams and desires'
By Grace Green
MARSEILLES, France -- Skirt-chasing playboy Daniel Anceneaux spent weeks talking with a sensual woman on the Internet before arranging a romantic rendezvous at a remote beach -- and discovering that his on-line sweetie of six months was his own mother!
"I walked out on that dark beach thinking I was going to hook up with the girl of my dreams," the rattled bachelor later admitted. "And there she was, wearing white shorts and a pink tank top, just like she'd said she would.
"But when I got close, she turned around -- and we both got the shock of our lives. I mean, I didn't know what to say. All I could think was, 'Oh my God! it's Mama!' "
But the worst was yet to come. Just as the mortified mother and son realized the error of their ways, a patrolman passed by and cited them for visiting a restricted beach after dark.
"Danny and I were so flustered, we blurted out the whole story to the cop," recalled matronly mom Nicole, 52. "The policeman wrote a report, a local TV station got hold of it -- and the next thing we knew, our picture and our story was all over the 6 o'clock news. "People started pointing and laughing at us on the street -- and they haven't stopped laughing since."
The girl-crazy X-ray technician said he began flirting with normally straitlaced Nicole -- who lives six miles away in a Marseilles suburb -- while scouring the Internet for young ladies to put a little pizzazz in his life.
"Mom called herself Sweet Juliette and I called myself The Prince of Pleasure, and unfortunately, neither one of us had any idea who the other was," said flabbergasted Daniel.
"The conversations even got a little racy a couple of times.
"But I really started to fall for her, because there seemed to be a sensitive side that you don't see in many girls.
"She sent me poems she had written and told me about her dreams and desires, and it was really very romantic.
"The truth is, I got to see a side of my mom I'd never seen before. I'm grateful for that."
When starry-eyed Daniel asked Sweet Juliette to send him a picture, Nicole e-mailed him a photo of a curvy, half-clad cutie she'd scanned from a men's magazine.
"The girl in the picture was so beautiful, I begged Juliette to meet me on the beach -- and Mom said yes," he recalled. "Mom says she was falling for me, too, and she just wanted to meet me, even though she knew I'd be disappointed when I saw her.
"As for me, I figured I was going to find the girl of my dreams.
"I guess that's about as wrong as I've ever been."
Daniel admits he and his mother could do little but stammer and stutter around each other for days after their cyberspace exploits came to light. And his father Paul -- Nicole's husband of 27 years -- wasn't too happy when the story hit the news and his beer-drinking buddies made him the butt of their jokes.
"Dad was ticked for a while and he forbid Mom to talk to anybody on the Internet ever again," said embarrassed Daniel.
Published on: 12/09/2005
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
SAN FRANCISCO (Reuters) - Lesbian motorcycle enthusiasts in San Francisco have won their fight to trademark the name "Dykes on Bikes," a lawyer for their group said on Thursday.
The U.S. Patent and Trademark Office had denied applications by the San Francisco Women's Motorcycle Contingent to trademark "Dykes on Bikes," arguing the phrase would be perceived as disparaging to lesbians.
But the National Center for Lesbian Rights and the Brooke Oliver Law Group said the word "dyke" is no longer viewed as derogatory.
"Within the lesbian community that term has been reclaimed as a very positive term that denotes strength and pride and empowerment," said Shannon Minter, a lawyer for the National Center for Lesbian Rights.
The San Francisco Women's Motorcycle Contingent sought the trademark after a woman in Wisconsin not affiliated with group attempted to use the phrase for a clothing line.
I can hear the rumbling of the hogs already...or do they name their motorcycles "sows"?
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Hope. That's what was left behind in the fabled Pandora's Box. All the sorrows visited upon this empty husk, sucking the energy ever so increasingly; lifeless.
Fighting one's own lifelong battles can bring down even the toughest of people. Yet those who put all their belief that there is hope, keep fighting. Promises easily said, can be easily broken. Yet promises given through the blood and tears, are indestructible. There are causes worth fighting for out there. One may not win the war, but may have one a battle. That alone is worth remembering.
These battles I will fight, even if I may not win the war.
Friday, December 09, 2005
MY FRIEND WAS SUPPOSED TO DO A NEW DESIGN FOR ME YAL KASHTA!
I hope she heard me.
Oh and welcome a new member to the blog my one & only wacky, schizo brother Jay. He will be adding interesting & wacky content to lighten up stuff around here. *waves at his bro*
Oh and I will welcome anyone who'd like to re-design this place...for free. :P
When was the last time you took a good long look within yourself? Exploring oneself is worth the experience. In this society, knowing oneself is pretty important for survival. Most of you out there know what I'm talking about, if you don't know yourself...then this society can grind you down brutally. We live in a schizophrenic society.
Individualism is an important tenet in life, why follow all the codes set down by the majority? Why dress like someone on TV? Why walk and talk like some superstar basketball player? Trend setters aren't there forever...your OWN self is there for a lifetime. Look up the word "Individualism" and see if you can apply it's definition to yourself.
I was inspired by Ralph Waldo Emerson, my favorite philosopher, to write this. I'd appreciate some more personal insights into this...are you an individualist?
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Guess what? He has been set free with no charges against him. Welcome to Kuwait, the land of WASTA and CORRUPT MINDS. This shows how people in this country flaunt thier power over the justice system for their own corrupt schemes.
Where are we heading? When the innocent are grounded face first into the dirt, while TRASH like that get to walk free? What happened to honor and integrity? What happened to HONESTY?
It's fucked up people like that con artist's friends who keep sinking our country lower and lower into despair. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FIGHT AGAINST CORRUPTION?
This has pissed me off to no end and why do I have a feeling I'm the only one raging against the corrupt system?
Anyway, here is the article in arabic posted in Al-Watan
If there was any decent support, there would've been a wide scale protest against such corrupt practices...petitions...and people yelling to be heard. Fuck the system.
Saturday, December 03, 2005
AFRICAN TRIBE WORSHIPS SALMA HAYEK'S BREASTS!
The Mandinka tribe of Gambia, Africa, adheres to a religious practice completely unique to its people -- they worship actress Salma Hayek's breasts!
While most primitive societies tend to pray to animal or ancestral spirits, or to stars and planets as the Mandinkans once did, that all changed in 1995.
Mandinkan farmer Danjuma Kianga remembers, through an interpreter, the moment it happened.
"As a special treat, Chief Tuamanguluka arranged for a movie to be shown here for the first time ever. The movie was Desperado, starring the blessed Salma Hayek as Carolina, a beautiful woman who works for the local drug lord."
When Hayek first appeared on screen, the Mandinkans were blown away by the sight of the 36C-25-37 actress. "Everyone gasped -- men, women, and children," recalls Kianga. "Salma was breathtakingly exquisite. She gave off a force, a light, an energy that came right through the screen and entered our very souls."
After that screening, all any of the Mandinkans could talk about was Salma Hayek -- her looks, her spirit, her energy.
I swear you just can't make this stuff up.
Jay: Thanks for the hilarious email! ;)
Friday, December 02, 2005
Blackmailer arrested: Police have arrested an unidentified Egyptian fraudster for stealing money and blackmailing 50 Kuwaiti women, reports Al-Seyassah daily quoting a reliable security source. The same source said police began looking for the man — who spoke in a Kuwaiti dialect and claimed to belong to a wealthy Kuwaiti family — a Kuwaiti woman, whose identity has not been disclosed filed a complaint with the police accusing the man of promising to marry her. The woman said her ‘suitor’ claimed he was running short of money and asked to borrow KD 10,000. He also said all his money was invested in various business ventures. The victim said she took a bank loan and gave the money to the suspect. However, after receiving the money he disappeared. Intensive police investigation led securitymen to an outhouse (mulhaq) in Salmiya where the suspect was holed up.
It has been reported the suspect picked his victims from the Internet chat room and with his sweet talk promised to marry them. He also hired luxurious cars, took his dates to well-known restaurants, showered gifts on them and did the disappearing act after luring them to part with money. Police found on the suspect’s computer love messages, photographs of his victims and pledges written by his victims stating they had sex with him. When some of his victims discovered he was a fraudster, he threatened to blackmail them. One of the suspect’s victims is believed to be a 12-year-old girl, whose photograph was found on the suspect’s computer. During interrogation the suspect admitted to having sex with most of his victims. Police will summon the victims to identify the suspect from a legal lineup.
Talk about desperate women...
Monday, November 28, 2005
Hello once again dear reader. Today I'd like each & every one of you to tap into the imaginative part of your mind...and keep reading the following information.
The following is pretty interesting information about the Islamic World...and I say "world" because we are of one people, one language (the Koran is in Arabic) and one God.
There are 55 Islamic nations in the world. That's it?! Yep, thats it...but think of it this way...imagine all of those 55 nations are actually one great empire spanning over multiple continents. Remember our empire back before the crusades? Ok now that you see this empire...imagine the following numbers.
As of 2003 the muslim population has reached a staggering 1.70 billion (approx.). Imagine all those people are of ONE nation...what do you see in your mind?
McArabian posted an interesting article about the restrictions on Haj. And I posted this in tandem with the useful information she posted on her blog. Thanks McArabian for the useful info, I missed that one in the papers! :)
For any of you who are interested in the facts I posted above and my reference to the old islamic empire I mentioned..don't hesitate to check out the following links:
And last but not least I have been reading a great book called: A History of the Arab Peoples by Albert Hourani
I hope that interested you...food for thought everyone :)
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Ladies, start packing soon...your wildest dreams have finally been fulfilled! Read on for more information...sorry guys...nothing for you...yet *winks*
By Steve Gorman
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - Former "Hollywood Madam" Heidi Fleiss, whose previous career running a call-girl ring landed her in prison, is returning to the world's oldest profession -- to open a Nevada brothel catering to women.
Fleiss said on Thursday she has struck a deal with a licensed brothel owner in Nevada, where prostitution is legal, to turn one of his three establishments, the Cherry Patch, into a glitzy new bordello that she will rename Heidi Fleiss' Stud Farm.
She plans to remodel the building, located outside the town of Pahrump, Nevada, west of Las Vegas near the California border, with skylights, marble tiling, palm trees and waterfalls, and hopes to reopen the business within two months.
Fleiss said she is taking applications from men seeking to work in what she says will be the world's first licensed brothel catering exclusively to female clients.
"The Hollywood Madam is looking for a few good men out there," she told Reuters in a telephone interview in the midst of her move from Los Angeles to Nevada. "It's going to be an oasis in the desert."
Fleiss said she is aiming for an initial stable of about 20 male prostitutes who would charge $250 an hour -- far less, she said, then the fees paid by clients of the call-girl ring she ran a decade ago.
"Prostitution and modeling are the only businesses where women make more money than men," she said, adding that her "studs" would split their earnings 50/50 with her, but "keep all their tips."
Fleiss acknowledged that her biggest potential obstacle is her 1995 conviction on federal charges of tax evasion and money laundering, stemming from her prostitution service catering to the rich and famous. She ultimately served 21 months in prison and was released in November 1998.
Nevada state law allows counties to deny a brothel license to convicted felons, although Fleiss said she knows of several bordello owners with criminal records. She also said her plan was to operate her "stud farm" under an existing license.
"There's still a little bit of legalities that we're working through, but it's going to be OK," she said.Her Las Vegas-based lawyer, Richard Schonfeld, said Fleiss will not be an owner or licensee of the establishment but merely an employee with the title of "madam/hostess."
She must first obtain a work card from the county sheriff's department, a process that requires far less scrutiny than applying for a business license, Schonfeld said.
"She just wants to be employed there and go through the regular steps that any employee at a brothel has to go through," he said. "She going to lend her name and her charm to the business."
Representatives of the Nye County Commission could not immediately be reached for comment. Commission chairwoman Candice Trummell told the Los Angeles Times that county attorneys were reviewing the proposed business and it was unclear whether it would be approved.
Assuming the brothel opens as planned, Fleiss said she is certain there will be plenty of demand for its services.
"Women make more money these days, they're calling the shots, they're more powerful. And let's face it, it's hard to meet someone," she said."And then you've got the situation with the old husband leaving his wife for the younger girl, and the lady sitting at home crying. Well, now she has a place to go, and say, 'Right back at you, buddy, and on your credit card.'"
Gotta love that last paragraph eh? For those of you who need a map, email me. ;)
Friday, November 18, 2005
This is a pretty interesting article I found in Reuter's Oddly Enough page. I love their odd news and regularly check in for more. Now didn't we get over those "Politically Correct" days? Read on...
By Arthur Spiegelman
LOS ANGELES (Reuters) - In 2005, some people wanted the word "brainstorming" replaced by "thought shower" so as not to offend people with brain disorders, and they also wanted "deferred success" to replace "failure" so as not to embarrass those who don't succeed.
Both phrases appear on a tongue-in-cheek list released on Thursday of the year's most politically correct words and phrases issued by Global Language Monitor, a nonprofit group that monitors language use.
The phrase that topped this year's list was "misguided criminals," one of several terms the British Broadcasting Corporation used so as not to use the word "terrorist" in describing those who carried out train and bus bombings in London that killed 52 people in July, according to Paul JJ Payack, the head of Global Language Monitor.
He added, "The BBC attempts to strip away all emotion by using what it considers 'neutral' descriptions when describing those who carried out the bombings in the London Tubes."
Second on the list was "Intrinsic Aptitude," a phrase used by Harvard University President Lawrence Summers to explain why women might be underrepresented in engineering and science. The phrase met with "deferred success" and Summers had to fight to keep to his job.
"Thought shower" was third and a French word for riff-raff or scum, "la racaille," was fourth thanks to being used by French Interior Minister Nicholas Sarkozy to describe rioters of Muslim and North African descent in suburbs outside of Paris.
"Out of the mainstream," which Payack said was used to describe the ideology of any political opponent, was fifth and in sixth place was "deferred success" the euphemism for "fail" that Britain's Professional Association of Teachers considered using to bolster students' "self-esteem." The move met with "deferred success."
Seventh on the list was "womyn" for women in order to distance the word from men and eighth was using C.E. (Common Era) for A.D (Latin for "Year of Our Lord") so as to be more neutral in dates.
Ninth on the top 10 list was words and phrases that either de-Christianize the Christian holidays or neuter their genders. For example "God Rest Ye Merry Persons" replaces "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" and "Seasons Greetings" replaces "Merry Christmas."
In 10th place was a move aimed at the heart of Australian culture when security staff were banned from using the word "mate" to address members of parliament. The MPs rebelled and said not being called "mate" was unpatriotic.
Saturday, November 12, 2005
It must be the Age of Face Lifts. No, I'm not talking about those fake, plastic women I see on TV and everywhere else. I'm talking about my blog.
I'll be giving this blog a new face lift, my own domain...etc...etc...so there MIGHT be some downtime in the near future. Don't ask why I'm doing this so soon when I've only got a few posts on this blog, it's just that I like change. Whoever has any objections, go boil an egg.
Whoever would like to volunteer a nice looking template for my site, then please...don't hesitate to email me!
Friday, November 11, 2005
The Bird Flu is causing one hell of a panic around the world. Scientists wetting themselves trying to figure out how to quarantine this pandemic. For those people who died, well...birds are not meant to be slept with y'all.
In Kuwait we had two cases? Newspapers trumpeting the impending doom of the nation. Like, guys...I know most people aren't well educated in medicine, yet the Bird Flu is quite hard to get. Unless your dumb enough to go licking some sick bird, then chances you'll get the flu is virtually 0%.
Why am I saying this? Simple logic, I've been reading about it, if it's left unchecked then yes...it will be the Black Death revisited and we will go back to the Middle Ages where we burn our families and friends. But thank God for modern medicine, it's VERY tough for the flu to jump from a bird to a human.
So hang on to your pants/skirts and keep your cool. Within the past four days, I've had different families saying they totally quit eating chicken or any other fowl. That's complete B.S.!
Avoid the wild birds that are known to migrate back and forth to Kuwait. Avoid hunting and most of all, avoid PANICKING!
mmmm...machbous deyay anyone? *licks*
Thursday, November 10, 2005
This will be quite a short post but it should be quite interesting to all you Starbucks addicts out there. Reliable sources told me quite an interesting fact about the ever expanding Starbucks Empire. The Dark Forces have offered "decaf" coffee to consumers for years. Yet studies show that NONE of the Evil Empire's coffees are decaf!
Old news? I dunno but I thought I'd share this with the Starbucks Empire's sycophants. You all have been misleaded! DOWN WITH THE EVIL EMPIRE!
Check the logo carefully and you'll know why I rant n rave. Ok, ok...I admit, I AM a regular customer of Starbucks but not for their coffees...for the free WiFi connections ;)
Free? Oh I know everyone buys cards, etc...etc...1KD for an hour...ripping people off...but hey...I'm a geek remember? I always know my shortcuts. :)
Enjoy yer cuppa, folks.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I remember once receiving a humorous email that satirically gives us the effects of globalization. It shows the famous McDonald’s double arch all over the world map, including Afghanistan and other war torn countries.
A bit closer to home, I have been noticing the effects of globalization all over the country. According to a friend and to quote her, “globalization has a negative effect on this country.” I agree with her totally considering the fact that we were having a coffee at Marina Mall yesterday afternoon. I see bed-heads, people in ravaged clothes that they supposedly bought for a fortune. I even offered someone to tear up his clothes for a much cheaper price than what his “A|X” shirt costs on the market.
Oh and the funniest scene I observed were two guys in navy blue pants and white shirts. No tie, a shirt unbuttoned to reveal their chests, a MASS of MESSY hair on the head (the bed-head look) and what’s so cute is that they’re wearing their merchant marine uniforms and strutting around the mall. They looked totally like shit; I mean what the fuck…you go to work like THAT?
I honestly have no idea what people think when they go out looking like that. Your hair is a mess? Well wear a baseball cap if you don’t feel like brushing it down. Barbers are there for a good reason; the hair accessories industry will probably declare bankruptcy because of this phenomenon.
If I was a girl, and my man woke up looking like that next to me, I’d scream bloody murder and boot his ass right outta bed. Trust me everyone, that ‘bed-head’ look REALLY looks like crap. Get rid of it. Globalization is meant to have a positive effect, but this lovely Kuwaiti population seems to weed out the good from the bad. And use only the bad side of it.
Give this country a good image home and abroad everyone, looking like shit is exactly what it is…like shit.
Thursday, November 03, 2005
What the fuck is wrong with everyone’s driving? Isn’t it enough that one of the nicest people I’ve ever known got killed in one, someone else has to attempt to take away another great person? You’re driving a fucking car not riding some flea-ridden mangy camel you dumbass!
Early this morning, a young couple was driving peacefully along the 4th Ring Road heading towards Rawda. The husband, already suffering massive health problems due to bad kidneys was the passenger. As the traffic light turns green, their car moves forward for a few yards when suddenly out of nowhere a car roars and broadsides them.
The dumbfuck shot through a red light and rammed right into my cousin and his wife, turning their car into an unrecognizable mass of wrecked metal. The wife suffered a severe concussion and a broken arm. My dear cousin suffered a broken shoulder, a deep gash in his thigh (lost a lot of blood) and one part of his backbone got dislocated. All they wanted was to head to my uncle’s house so he can go for Eid prayers early this morning.
The guy who rammed into him? Oh he’s fucking fine, all he needs is a good whipping and a one-way ticket to hell.
What the hell is wrong with everyone? Last week I avoided being broadsided by some dumbfuck in Mishref who shot through TWO red lights! Thank God for German cars. Two weeks ago I lost my best friend in a fatal car accident. Last night I saw one hell of a bad car wreck, which I truly doubt the person survived.
Traffic lights are not Christmas decorations; they are put there for a perfectly fucking logical reason! It was a RED light you dumbfuck and you landed a perfectly innocent sick man in the hospital because of your fucking stupidity! I’ve held on to my rage all through the day, went to survey the accident scene. I purposely did not take any pictures this time because the scene was too horrible. This is definitely not the way to start such a special occasion in our lives. No fucking way to treat such a happy and sweet family with such a rude thing like that.
I’ve said my piece; this is dedicated to you cousin…get well soon! Salamat oo matshofon shar inshallah…kha6ak ilso’o yal ghali.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Anyway, there is a new site dedicated in Amer Al-Ajmi's memory with great pics of him and a guestbook filled to bursting...mashallah! Thanks to Anwar Jawhar for the effort & time put in the site for the GREATEST person I've ever known in my life...good job Anwar! :)
I have no idea what to write except an Eid Mubarak to everyone and I hope this Ramadan has been a great one for everyone. Hopefully my next post will resume my daily journals, I seem to have been frozen for awhile...but I feel a need to write again...check back soon!
Click here for Amer's site.
Thursday, October 27, 2005
My phone kept vibrating endlessly this afternoon; call after call a friend trying to drag me out of the fog of sleep. When I finally managed to pick it up all I heard was hysterical sobbing, it was like a shockingly cold splash of water in my face. I asked what’s wrong and I couldn’t grasp what she’s trying to say through deep gulps of air and her sobbing. Then she managed to say my close friend’s name coherently, and from somewhere deep within me, I started feeling a chill crawling through my whole body. When I asked again what’s wrong, she finally managed to gasp out that he has had a car accident. I jerked out of bed, that single word “accident” reverberating through my whole body. I had a flashback of his phone call last night asking me if I’m going to meet up with him and the rest of the guys. Flashbacks of that joyride we had several months ago, six hours of driving around aimlessly and talking, no other sounds except our endless talking that has made our bond indestructible. She sobbed telling me he’s gone and I stupidly asked, “Gone where?” Denial. I am utterly in denial, like a whirlwind I called my best friend, the last person who was with him last night. Jerked him out of his sleep with the news, more phone calls…my brain is busting fuses; I’m starting to slow down. My body’s sirens shrieking and system shutdown is imminent. The whole day was a haze, hot tears coursing down my face. At the funeral I can’t look in his dad’s eyes. His little brother smiles at me gently, I forced a smile back and hugged him tight telling him my brother will come to see him tomorrow. I felt like a faucet crying on and off all day and night. The last I ever heard of him was “ha katkoot, wainek? Are you coming man?” and I remember laughing & telling him I might be really late…I never made it there. I know you’re in a better place now, with one heart we all miss you. I will never forget your elf like smile and your hilarious outlook on life. I thank God for that brief chance of hearing your voice only a mere one hour before all this. Capt. Amer Al-Ajmi – Rest In Peace – You dreamed of being a pilot, flying high through the blue skies. Your dream has finally been realized…fly safe.
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
As I sit here in the early hours of the morning, contemplating the silence. Silence that I have always listened to throughout my whole life. No, not pure silence…the loudest sound I can hear is my own heartbeat, beating to the accompaniment of faint whispers from the world around me. The sharp sound of my cracking knuckles as I prepare for this long journal, more felt than heard.
I have always asked myself, what is it that is really worth hearing? Thanks to modern technology I may be able to answer that question. And the answer is: Life.
I remember clearly that one fine summer morning a few years ago. As I walked towards my car, I heard such a strange sound…I stop in my tracks and try to trace the source of it. So unused to the cacophony of sounds around me…the rustle of the trees, birds competing with each other, the whine of the distant tires upon the hard highway. And this alien sound, I finally found it in the pigeon coop within our garden. Stupefied, I stare as I study the way their throats rhythmically contract to produce such a lovely sound. The soft cooing, gently caressing and overdosing my ears to such music, I stood there staring for five minutes, drinking in the cooing greedily. It felt like forever. That was one moment in my life I will cherish forever.
One can never grasp the true feeling of pure silence, unless it has been there for a lifetime. One can never even guess how pure and beautiful the sound of a child’s laughter may seem after such silence. I spent hours and hours just sitting at some café, or in some mall just to listen to the children. I can see the actual waves of laughter rippling through the air, making my lips quirk lightly to form a small smile.
God takes from one, yet gives in return. He may have taken my hearing, yet He has given me such a great gift: to be alive in this vibrant and colorful world.
To you my universe, you are so full of lovely sounds. Yet it is your silence that I hear, I smile now and I heard the purity of the unspoken words.
Monday, October 24, 2005
Okay, I’ve been asked countless times on why I have stopped writing. I honestly have no clue what’s the real reason. Writers’ block, or did I simply get bored of it? Actually it’s none of this, as I have explained a few nights ago, I will explain again here. When I used to hold that old pen, hovering close to my sheaf of loose-leaf paper, I used to wait for something. Just before the pen touches the paper, I wait for that special moment to be taken away somewhere. From another person’s point of view, it might be seen as a trance or to use the popular expression, ‘spacing out’. As soon as my eyes glaze over and the torrent of colors and pictures whirl meaninglessly, no…they had a meaning I just can’t really recall what. It was literally a torrent of intertwined thoughts that simply rush by, with no relation to what the ink in my pen is pouring out. As described by a few people when they have had that rare chance to see me write, they claim that I don’t look at the paper; I either look through it like some window showing me the other world, or my eyes peer over at the edge of the desk/table that I write at. The ink pours forth my words, my very thoughts. It seems to one, that the pen itself speaks, not me. Now, here I am trying to get used to this keyboard and wondering if I will ever get into whatever world I used to escape to. As one teacher has jokingly said to a classmate of mine, “He is in a world of his own!” Which was so very true. I was a prolific writer, hundreds of countless pages, most still in my possession. Some have been forever lost or in one of my rare rages, torn to irreparable pieces. Journals, short stories and poems…when I dig up that old box, I marvel at the sheer amount of pages I wrote on a daily basis. Now I ask myself, can I do that again? Can my trusty laptop replace that old chewed up pen? Will this keyboard be able to suddenly animate itself like how my pen did? Honestly, I have no idea…maybe practice makes perfect as everyone seems to believe. My restless mind does need an outlet, some form of plug to ground itself against the lightning storms raging inside me. A conduit into which I may be able to channel this energy, through my fingers and out onto the screen. The very simple act of typing this out right now is giving me some sort of relief…I’m hoping this may be the start. One of countless storms I may be able to navigate through. At your urging, here I am again, resurrecting that old private world of mine. Thank you from the deepest part of my soul. I thank you for being that mirror, the very same old mirror I have covered years ago. Only to uncover you and discover you, my universe.
Thursday, October 20, 2005
Robert Jordan has done it again! Book 11 in his WoT series has finally been released after a VERY long period of absence. Just when I decided that my library has taken up too much space, with the WoT series having their very own shelf, and I boxed all my books in order to make more space for other things. Then suddenly I see another release of another great novel by our modern day J.R.R. Tolkien.
For those of you who have never heard of Robert Jordan and his series, well if you liked Lord of the Rings then you're bound to love this series. For those who are avid followers of his Wheel of Time series, then the good news is that Book 11: Knife of Dreams has been published recently. Click on the following for more information on this great series by Robert Jordan.
Monday, October 17, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
On Saturday the 27th of August a young Kuwaiti ham radio amateur finally realized her dreams and made a rare contact to outer space. No, she didn’t contact any aliens or another planet. She contacted the cosmonaut Sergie Krikalev, the commander of Expedition 11 on the International Space Station, on his birthday! She created a new record by being the first Kuwaiti, thus setting this as a historical event due to its sheer rareness. Expedition 11 has only made contact to Earth only twice, one day during the month of June and the 2nd was her rare contact. I would like to take this opportunity to introduce our next astronaut (inshallah!) Maryam. Hopefully she will do us proud and represent the Muslim and Arab world, into realizing her dreams and ambitions. We as a country are so proud of you and God bless you! Below is her blog and a link where you can hear her conversation with Sergie Krikalev:
So I Want To Be An Astronaut
ISS Radio Contact
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
On October 9th, three boys and a girl were driving home from school. The driver being a boy in high school, with his sister next to him and his two younger brothers in the back seat. Driving a nice dark blue Chevrolet Lumina, yet the only glitch is that the boy was driving OVER 120 km/h in an 80-km/h zone.
They came roaring down the street only to suddenly ram right into steel & iron sunshade (weighs about a ton or so) built to cover 5 cars. Uprooting the iron girder right off the ground and simultaneously ramming into a brand new water cooler (almost 200kg when filled) placed next to it for the public. The Chevy is a mess; the girl’s head connected & shattered the windshield. All of them were casualties. The sunshade half collapsed on top of the Yukon parked underneath, smashing the rear into twisted metal.
The iron post that was holding the sunshade was buried ½ meter in concrete, just to show you the lethal force in which it was ripped right out of the concrete.
The kids have been taken to the hospital, and I have only seen the resulting mess about 4 hours later, the accident happened right in my aunt’s driveway. And the story has been recounted from eyewitnesses and the police who came again to take more detailed notes and pictures of the accident site.
According to the following statistic:
[Kuwait, with about one million vehicles on its roads, has reported an 18.1 per cent rise in the number of deaths from traffic accidents.
Interior ministry assistant undersecretary Major-General Thabet Al Muhanna said 372 people died in 2003, 57 more than in 2002, as a result of 45,400 traffic accidents.
In addition, 405 people were seriously injured and 927 others received light wounds.]
Till when are we going to put up with this? Lax laws and even laxer enforcement is plaguing the country, including the gross lack of traffic education and awareness.
From my point of view, our roads are the quickest way to the grave. The feeling of your body tearing & breaking apart during a road accident is NOT a nice way to go at all.
Sunday, October 09, 2005
The following article has caught my attention, isn't it about time we move on? Islam DOES encourage technological advancement that benefits mankind. Or am I wrong? Happy reading...
'Controversy' surrounds moon sighting methods; 'Variations' seen on important dates
KUWAIT CITY: A seminar on "Fasting in the Perspective of Visual and Astronomical Methods" was held at the Diwaniya of Mohammad Baqer Al-Madhi, secretary-general of the Congregation of the Shiite Olama in Kuwait, reports Al-Seyassah daily.The seminar highlighted the controversy surrounding the sighting of the moon to determine the first day of Ramadan.Fadhel Al-Haidari said in the Islamic calendar, the first sighting of the new crescent moon by the unaided human eye traditionally marks the beginning of the month.In particular, such sightings are considered essential with regard to the start of Ramadan. However, the unreliability of the dependence on physical visibility of the moon has led not only to variations in the three important dates within the same country, but also to a great disunity among Muslims. Astronomer Adel Al-Saadoun was quoted as saying the scientific or astronomical method is based on physical conditions when the earth, the moon, and the sun, are in the same vertical plane but not necessarily in the same line, and the moon is between the earth and the sun.This condition is known as the 'conjunction'.
In scientific or astronomical terms, the 'conjunction' is defined as the condition when the sun and the moon have the same 'right ascension'.In effect, this condition is the mark of the start of the lunar month. Moreover, the moment of its occurrence can be precisely calculated Ñ being independent of any terrestrial locations. In fact, it is so accurate that it is possible to use the conjunction to calculate the lunar calendar for hundreds of years ahead. He added one must accept the fact that the required condition of identifying a lunar month will be met, as long as the scientific method guarantees the presence of the crescent moon, irrespective of whether the crescent moon is visible to the naked eye or not.At conjunction, the moon is not completely shadowed as viewed from the earth. However, the degree of illumination is so low that for us it is completely invisible.
The apparent eastward motion of the moon then produces changes, in the shape of an illuminated disk, as a result of the changing geometry of the moon with respect to the sun and the earth. These are called the 'phases of the moon' and the Islamic New Moon is the instant of the start of the crescent phase. Thus, just after conjunction, although the crescent moon is not visible to the naked eye, there is no doubt that it is present in the sky. Hence, scientifically speaking, it can be regarded the crescent moon as physically present and the only thing needed to know is the exact time when it appears. Some moon sighting committees favor sighting the moon with the naked eye, while others settle for the astronomical method. It is this disunity that has led to disharmony among Muslims.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Here's a little joke a friend emailed to me recently...I got a twinge in my brain just thinking what women would actually do to us men...enjoy! ;)
A girl and her boyfriend go to the pub. When it's her turn to buy a round, she tells him of a wonderful new drink that he simply must try.
She returns with the usual lager for herself but for him she has two glasses and a salt shaker.
One glass contains a measure of Baileys, and the other has lime juice.
"Okay, what you have to do is to put a large pinch of salt on your tongue, swig the Baileys, hold it in your mouth and then drink the lime juice."
He looks a bit dubious, but she's very enthusiastic so he decides to give it a go.
First the salt...fine, he handles that.
Next the Baileys...lovely, smooth, creamy warm feeling in the mouth... a bit odd with the salt though.
Then he takes the lime juice.
One second passes and the cream in Baileys curdles...
Three seconds pass and the boyfriends face turns to the same color as the lime juice...
Six seconds pass and the boyfriend calms his stomach and swallows the gunge...
Eight seconds pass and she whispers in his ear... "It's called a Blowjob's Revenge."
Last night I got a call from a friend asking me, Do you want to come with me and join the peaceful protest? I had to scratch my head over that one and asked, What protest?
He explained to me its about the government waiving our loans and told me a pretty interesting fact 6 MPs have signed the petition already.
Ok, heres my question everyone: Why the fuck are you protesting for that? And do you realize how MUCH the government has to pay in order to drop all our loans?
Earlier this evening I put those two questions to my circle of friends which consist of a very bright lawyer, a couple of students and a bum like me. They all presented very logical arguments and now I see why people are protesting.
The government is spending literally billions of dollars in charity. This year alone we have spent a record of almost $600 billion. We work and they send to others? Ok, Iraq is struggling to get on its feet again. Why are WE responsible? Hurricanes Katrina and Rita are both acts of nature. Why are WE responsible?
Till when are WE going to go around wiping a billion noses and comfort them with our hard-earned money?
1- Our roads are completely shit.
2- We dont have phone lines in South Surra.
3- The rate of jobless people is at an extreme high.
And the list will keep going on and on
That 500 million we donated, fine we are such a nice and loving country, yet we DO need that money to reorganize this countrys infrastructure. Solve the jobless problem and for Gods sakes how hard is it to install phone lines in South Surra?
But the Government still has this chronic disease of ignoring its own internal problems. All they do is put one or the other MP under grilling. Toss a few people into prison to show everyone that they are fighting corruption. Yet this epidemic is growing out of proportion. Soon this country will suffer one massive implosion after the other.
Am I for dropping all our loans? Yes and no, yet I will not bother myself with an explanation because Im sure a lot of people will be antagonizing me.
A message to the government: Dont go too long ignoring your own citizens complaints. Iraq can wait, America has been around for 200+ years, they can survive another century without us. After all, take a look back into history, what really made the great Roman Empire collapse?
Friday, October 07, 2005
n 1: the ninth month of the Islamic calendar; the month of fasting; the holiest period for the Islamic faith
The above definition can be found at www.dictionary.com, I'm too lazy to search for much more detailed definitions, but this will serve the purpose for now.
As mentioned, it is the holiest period for us, yet what I see around me in Kuwait makes it a joke! I'm sure many others have observed how people act, I swear our ancestors are probably turning in their graves from what's going on around here. Women suddenly take a DEEPER interest in their looks (before iftar of course) and flaunt it for the whole world to see. MORE guys seem to chase after girls (again, before iftar) than any other "normal" month of the year.
I really can't say much about the ratio of people who fast & those who don't. Yet I have a strong suspicion that not many people actually keep it up.
Won't go any further into this, yet here's food for thought. We are hurtling head first into hell. I'll be the one holding the door open for everyone. ;)