Ok, when I wrote my “theory” about the 12 pm and 12 am, I wasn’t ditching the theories of time out there or proving that what was out there is wrong or anything. I just wanted to explain how I never got the 12 am and 12 pm, and how I always though that they are zeros for me! within my own way of thinking! within my own logic!
Well I hope I haven’t offended anyone’s intelligence with my own theory of explaining myself. The only intelligence that was offended was mine. As I said in the post:
I never thought of why, I just assumed I’m just stupid like that…
Well me, having no defense, decided to think about it more… “I couldn’t be wrong” I murmured to my reflection on my iPhone, “And I shall blog about what I think, and why, and laysh, and mino, and sh7agga, and 7agsh7agga, and baby!”
So people take my posts seriously now? like seriously seriously? I mean who am I to define time or mess with centuries of science and research, right?
I do stand by what I said in explaining it to myself, and since I like starting from zero I saw it that way and it never made sense to me. But I didn’t say all the people around the world are wrong. I’m just stating how I see it. Ok? cool? yeah? super? merta7een? 7elween?
Take it easy people.
One more thing, 13 AM does equal to 1 PM because it’s 13 after noon.
Boy, was I serious in this post! : – D
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This is Common People by William Shatner, yes Mr Shatner himself singing… It’s a kick ass song really ; – )
Ever heard of Salad Fingers? A friend of mine recommended watching it last year, and as soon as I saw episode #1 I was hooked… I was very disappointed to know that David Firth, the animator, made only 8 episodes. It’s funny in it’s own surreal absurd way… This is epsiode #1, it’s only about 2 minutes long, and if you like it just visit the link below for more episodes…
Click here for episode 2 on the official website, where you can also watch the whole show… you can also find them on youtube.com
This post is based on real events… So real, it just happened!
Some names were changed though… Just 1 name actually, Faisal is being referred to as Batman.
I was in Al Wafra with friends, grilled some chicken and some kebab. Anywho, it was awesome. I totally pigged out. We were there since 3PM. I had lots of chocolate!!
So…
It’s 4 AM now. We leave Dawood’s family’s farm. In Dawood’s car, he’s driving, I’m sitting next to him, in the back seat are Miq and Mr Batman. We’re on our way to drop Miq to his house. So, it’ 30 something minutes of driving listening to really bad music from the radio except for that Phil Collins’ Tarazan song. Dawood’s iPod is all film’s soundtracks, music only. I click on the Disc button. It starts loading disc #6. Dawood says, how about Fairouz? but before he changes the CD, track #3 plays. OMG! it’s Shania Twain’s Ka Ching! I love Shania Twain, maybe I’ll blog about why I do later on, anyway… so it’s 4 guys in a car listening to Shania Twain… 3 are singing along mind you…
The song finishes, and Track #4 starts… I’m not familiar with the music so I skip it *how selfish!*. Track #1 plays… yes, the CD has only 4 tracks! anyway… it’s a Madonna song, don’t know the name… it was, meh… ok-ish. So, it finishes and it’s track #2 it’s Nelly Furtado’s “I’m like a bird”… guess what? we start singing along… and it hits me! We are 4 straight guys singing along to “Ka Ching” and “I’m like a bird”… Dawood and Batman are married guys, mind you, not to each others though! but that’s not important… so we keep repeating these 2 songs… till we reached Miq’s place… Did I mention that Dawood almost got us killed? He drives like a 90 year old! really… ask the guys… and ask him ba3ad! anyway, we drop Miq and I drive instead of Dawood cuz he’s sleepy, or so he says! :-p
So I keep listening to the same 2 songs, when it moved to play track #4 and I was like “hmmm, let’s listen to this one” so music plays and a female starts sing these words
“Don’t look at me
Every day is so wonderful
And suddenly, I saw debris
Now and then, I get insecure
From all the pain, I’m so ashamed
I am beautiful no matter what they say”
Yes ladies and gentlemen, it couldn’t get more gay than that! Not that there’s anything wrong with it or anything…
I start singing along with the chorus, cuz that’s all I know. We reach Batman’s place. Drop him. We head to Dawood’s house where I parked my car earlier. I take my jacket and what’s left of my yogurt and thyme marinated chicken which Dawood made sure was sealed! Anyway, I’m listening to my iPod shuffle some Dylan, Eric Andersen, Paul McCartney’s “Junk” and some Phil Ochs. I’m thinking that I have to wake up at 10, take my sister to buy her a new bike cuz she got 97.5% at school and she doesn’t want a phone anymore. Then meet friends at 11-ish then I have a rehearsal from 2:30 till 4 and finally attend the cinemagic screening at 7.
Phil Ochs is singing
“Sailors climb the tree, up the terrible tree
Where are my shipmates have they sunk beneath the sea?
I do not know much, but I know this cannot be
It isn’t really, it isn’t really,
Tell me it isn’t really.”
ok? so, I arrive home. Get out of the car, look for my phone… it’s not there!!
Don’t worry, it’s not at Al-Wafra… I forgot it in Dawood’s car. What to do?
I run upstairs, grap my brother’s phone. Call Miq…
He’s not answering! I send him a msg telling him it’s me, so he calls and gives me Dawood’s number, he was 7adda asleep. Meanwhile Mr Batman was online, so I say can you please call Dawood and ask him to wait for my call, cuz I supposed that he won’t pick it up cuz he doesn’t have my brother’s number and it’s 6:12 exactly! . So Batman calls Dawood. Dawood tells him that he’ll drop it tomorrow…
So I ask Batman for Dawood’s number, though I just got it from Miq!! anyway, I call Dawood and tell him I’m on my way. It’s 10 minutes to his house. OK, I remember that my brother might need his phone cuz he might have work. How can I call Dawood when I’m at is place, cuz I don’t wanna wake up the whole house. So I ask my sister for her mobile, it’s not charged. My other sister’s phone has no credit! Mind you they’re all asleep!
So I go to my brother and ask him what time is his work, he says 9. Great!! I’ll be back before 7 for sure.
I leave to Dawood’s, get my phone. I pass by the gas station on the way. just 3 KD.
I love music!
On the way back home.
Ok, now… again, gotta wake up at 10, take my sister to buy her a new bike cuz she got 97.5% and she doesn’t want a phone anymore. Then meet friends at 11-ish then I have a rehearsal from 2:30 till 4 and finally attend the cinemagic screening at 7.
What a day it’ll be!! I love my life!! :-D
Is this over yet?
No!
I get out of the car, reach for my jacket… NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
It’s now a yogurt and thyme marinated jacket!! Dawood!! I told you to seal the chicken well, and you said you did!! the back seat is also marinated shwayya ba3ad… it’s 7:04!
I take the jacket, leave it in the kitchen… go back to the car to get the chicken. Our driver is washing dad’s car. I tell him to clean the back “marinated” seat.
I put the chicken in the fridge after sealing it again with foil. I head upstairs to my room and I see my mom just coming down to make herself breakfast. I was like “Mom, my jacket! in the kitchen!”
We go to the kitchen, she sees the jacket. She says I’ll handle it. I hug her! thanx mom!!
I ask her to wake me up at 9:30.
She says “your sister is sleeping over at your aunt’s house, take her to buy the bike some other day”
Now I’m seeing my friends at exactly 11, not 11-ish… if you know what I’m saying ;-)
I’ll see you guys in 3 hours!
Anyway…
This is “Junk” by Paul McCartney… Actually an impression of him singing it!! This guy is really good, check out his Freddy Mercury impressions…
Have a nice day everyone :-D
P.S. Thank you Lujain’s parents for sending the photos :) I really appreciate it!
Tell Lujain Tin Man says “Hi” :)
I had to wake up early today, the 24th that is. I was among a small cast performing in a birthday party. The theme was The Wizard Of Oz. I was The Tin Man. I had the costume and a small plastic axe. So we arrive at this farm/chalet in Al Funaitees. WOW!! I couldn’t believe that someone would pay that much money for his 4 year old girl’s birthday. It was like a mini-tiny-myni Land of Oz!!! Let’s say it’s size was about 4 7okoma houses… not so mini-tiny-myni after all, huh?
Yes, there was a “yellow brick road” ya3ni the set was AMAZING!
Anyway, so we get into costumes… put our make-up on… stand in our positions in the Land Of Oz… The show didn’t start yet. Kids passing by, saying hi or running away scared. Mostly saying hi. but there were 2 kids that I’d love to tell you about.
First, David… I think he was British… I didn’t mention that the ages of the kids were between 2 and 4 did I? so David was about 4, so cute with short blonde hair. So he comes up to me and he says “Hi” I shake his tiny hand and say *very silly voice* “Hello Kid! What’s your name?”
D: David.
M: *silly voice all the way* Hello David, how are you doing?
D: I’m good, thank you.
M: David, do you know who am I?
D: *very excited* YES!!
M: *very excited too* Really?? who am I?
D: You’re the King!
M: *Big question mark on my face, and small ones on my ass* Nooo! I’m Tin Man.
D: Yes. You are the man.
David ran away to paint his face!!
This is the second one… after the show ended, Tin Man got a heart of course!!, each character went to his/her place so that kids can take photos with them. So…
Kids started walking down the yellow brick road, starting from Oz heading towards Dorothy’s house. So, I’m surrounded by kids and they are waiting in line to take photos with Mr. Tin Man. So this girl comes out of nowhere and holds my hand, and starts taking photos with all the other kids. She’s about 4 maybe and she’s soooo cute, ya7lailha… there were too many women taking photos and I didn’t know which one is her mother… anyway, after about 1 minute she runs away… 5 minutes later she comes back with her mother… she runs towards me and I hear her mother saying “Lujain, wait mama. Shway shway. Be careful”
So she stands next to me, I’m kneeling of course, and she offers me her hand to hold. She starts taking pictures with her other friends ba3ad. Then just her. Then with friends. Then just her. Her mother says “Yallah Lujian nabi enroo7 mama, we’re leaving.” So before she runs back to her mother Lujain squeezes my baby finger, she leans and rests her head on my right shoulder and with all the innocence in the world looks me in the eye and say “I like you”
Ladies and Gentlemen. My heart is broken. Wallah she broke my heart. I said “Awwwww! I like you too ba3ad 7abeebti” then she gave me half a hug and went running to her mother.
So after Tin Man got a heart from the Wizard *in our mini version of course* Lujain comes and breaks Tin Man’s heart. Ya7lailha! Wallah 9ij 9ij 3awwart galbi! So cute!
Lujain made my day!
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after the show we waited 50 mnts for our ride, to take us back to our cars.
went home, took a shower then went back to another rehearsal
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Went back home, heading to my room… My little 9 year old sister comes running my way, and she gives me a huge hug!! with a big smile… you know what that means right?
So she’s like “wainik ma shifitk 9ar li cham yoom?” I said “wallah mash’3ool, kan 3endi brovat w masra7eyah” and then she’s like “3adi amaththil ma3ak?” I said “but we have no parts for little girls” and she’s like “enzain 3adi, mabi amaththil, bs abi a6leb minnik sha’3la, momkin?” and then I knew why all the hugging stuff 6la3at… she was like “tegdar teshtereeli telephone? Ommi etgool 3adi etha enta eshtaraytli!”
So yeah, we still didn’t finish that conversation cuz my mother interrupted us and they left to my aunt’s house…
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Too many kids to deal with in 1 day! :p
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1st stanza from Black Diamond Bay by Bob Dylan
Up on the white veranda
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat.
Her passport shows a face
From another time and place
She looks nothin’ like that.
And all the remnants of her recent past
Are scattered in the wild wind.
She walks across the marble floor
Where a voice from the gambling room is callin’ her to come on in.
She smiles, walks the other way
As the last ship sails and the moon fades away
From Black Diamond Bay.
Haven’t shot my film yet, I’m facing a problem with getting permissions to shoot in Souk Sharq’s parking lot and in Sultan Center Sharq, but that’s coming fine and hopefully we’ll start shooting either this week or after January 25th
Hussain I haven’t seen you min zeman ya chalb! I’m your mother!!
I have to learn this song for the BAIA showcase next Feb… It’s called “Electricity” from “Billy Elliot: The Musical” … I’m not the main singer on this one of course, cuz that would be silly! But I start singing with the chorus when it says “It’s a bit like being angry” … hmmm, I also have to learn “Seasons of Love” from Rent… I have to learn them by next Wednesday… both songs can be found at the end of this post
I helped a friend of mine in cutting scenes from a film for her presentation for a theory class at KU, I charged her 50 KDs! I’m just kidding… anyway, so my friend invites me to her presentation. The thing is that Dr. “J B” chooses students randomly to present. Sooo, I attend 2 classes and she didn’t present yet… before I attend the third class I get a phone call from her saying that Dr. “J B” spoke to her and asked her to tell me that I can’t attend the class anymore.
Why?
Dr “J B” said that some girls complained becuz they got nervous while presenting becuz of my “manly vibes” … yes ladies and gentlemen… manly vibes! I didn’t know that I had such strong vibes… yeah, not to mention that there were 4 other guys in the class itself…
Manly vibes!
I have a few ideas for stand-up comedy… don’t know where to go with them yet… probably youtube… madri… but that’s too early to decide though… too busy to start working on that…
I don’t think the chicken dance is funny anymore, overdone right? and I think it’s also offensive to the chicken themselves… ya3ni imagine someone making fun of the way you “normally” walk and turn it into a silly dance and name it after you!! I’d feel bad…
What do you think chicken call the chicken dance? just “the dance”? or “our dance”? or “the walk” maybe? I don’t know… and who does it better? people or chicken? is it offensive if I throw eggs at the next person I see doing the chicken dance? I mean they’re eggs and he/she is already pretending to be a chicken, a silly chicken ba3ad! what’s next? the kangaroo dance? … actually that’d be funny, especially if you have small hands…
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I’m planning to quit my job by the end of this year, take a break for a few months then start doing something else… who knows? maybe I’ll develop an interest in photography and end up teaching english and really really like it and start blogging about it all the time and tell people how much I hate some of my colleagues and then change my name to Swair… who knows? :p
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If you ever had a wish that your stuffed dolls would come to life, think again!!
watch this :)
“What am I? what am I?” by Mikey Day and Andrew Friedman
So I had this dream last night, it was an old house (as always with everyone, I think it’s the same house we dream about we just see it the way we would’ve furnished in 1936) anyway, I was in the second floor, I look out the window and I see a cat standing on a clothes line that reaches to infinity, and the cat was looking away… I started wondering how could it do that, suddenly the cat starts crying while still looking away… I think “wtf? this is weird,” so I take out my black Nokia N82 and switch it to video mode to prove to my friends what I saw… that cat turns it’s face to me and smiles… I swear to God it was one of those Japanese anime smiles… it’s face was 80% smile 3% eyes and 17% everything else… I freak out, I don’t take the video and decide to go downstairs… as I turn around I see a man wearing a dishdasha w 6ageyah coming my way, he turns out to be John Denver (he was a bit overweight) so I shake his hands and do the whole 2 kisses to the right 1 to the left with a firm fist ending, he tells me to go downstairs…
So I do go… in the large living room there were loads of people sitting and talking… someone taps me on the shoulder… it’s Betty Boop, in 2D-animation-colored form… she is laughing at me and wants to kiss me… I freak out and run away upstairs… (slow motion dream sequence) reaching for the stairs I get my phone and try to take photos of her while running away (in slow motion) I couldn’t switch it to video cuz there was no time … so I take several photos without looking and finally reaching the top while still hearing her laughter I decide to take a photo of myself with her on the background (still slow motion)… her voice is gone… (back to normal speed) I check my phone, Betty Boop doesn’t appear in any of the photos… WOW, I’m shocked, it’s an illusion!! WOOOOW!! I was imagining that, WOOOW, what a surprise… then fade to black….
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Why?
A few months ago, April maybe, I rarely remembered any of my dreams (while sleeping I mean!) once every 2 months would mean a celebration… but after madri sheno I start having all sort of weird dreams (they’re all weird of course, they’re dreams!) don’t know why?
Hmmm, maybe cuz I turned 25 in June… maybe I’m a late dreamer? like a late bloomer ya3ni… madri, if I know I’ll let you know…
I was with my friend driving in his car, we were on the way to Sultan Center in Sharq. My friend got this “Best of Accordion” 3CDs collection from Al-Nazaer cuz it was cheap, anyway… he played one of the CDs… guess what happens? … Life has a new rhythm, a funny one ba3ad. Not HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA funny, but funny in a sense that would make you smile while looking at things, ok maybe I shouldn’t have used the word funny, but yeah…
Just by watching cars move while listening to accordion music you’d think that cars move according to the beats of the accordion. My favorite one is while we were stopping at the traffic light and cars to our right started moving… it was like magic, it was like the first time you went to the circus, unless the first time you went to the circus you were over 14 cuz then it’s just silly… I told my friend to listen to the music and watch the cars move… 15 seconds, he bursts into laughing!! *yaay for me*
So people, wherever you are… I recommend while driving your car, or while your mother is driving… just play some accordion music, you don’t have to make your mother listen to it just put it in your iPod or your CD player if you were still living in 1996… and listen to the music and look around you, it’ll put a smile on your face and your mother will think you’re crazy… but who cares, crazy is the new pink… whatever that means…
