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Nothing new in my here. I just found that my 16 month old nephew has a drinking problem. He's a syrup junky ; cough syrup , Paracetamol, vitamins , you name it. If its in a little bottle he'll bring the spoon and starts doing spoonshots. Just the other day , He broke something and I wanted to make him feel guilty. So I pretended to be crying. The kid ran to the kitchen and got two spoons and two bottles of cough syrup , one is new , I guess he's been saving the good stuff for situations like these. And you think he'd go to sleep with one bottle. That stuff doesn’t work for him. We're put a lock on the detergents cabin now. Just in case.

Lord help me , my life is slow , I'm blogging about a kid. oy

Here a good advice about sending greetings for Eid or any public festival.

I know we all thought writing an sms and sending it to all the contact on your cell phone seems like a good idea. Well , its not.

Yoy see I have a habit of forgetting to take out old contacts from my cellphone. Last time I did it, I took out 400 numbers. I was left with only 500. Yah I have a good excuse for that. I'm a peoples person. Plus I'm too lazy.

Anyways , I go on and send the damn sms. And for the kicks I made something with a pun. Here's another thing. Never make an SMS that would catches peoples attention!

So, I get calls from people I have forgotten about for a long time. They were good people and apparently they like me a lot. You know,  asking me to come over. But having to answer more than 50 pointless calls , and faking that you really miss these people; its really annoying. I wish I could say " ok dudes we had a laugh , it was good times ,  but we have to move along with. Plus you dont have boobs to support a healthy relationship and keep me around , go fuck yourselves! " .. but hey , they were nice people.

But man the Eid candy is really good.

Eid is over. It was boring and annoying as any other public festival. However, I got to admit there was some good things about it. Give me a break , I'm trying to look for that silver lining.

Lets recap on these past three days. The preacher came late about 15 min , but unlike every other year , he was fast with the sermon, which is good; I guess.

Went back home , all sleepy (I didn’t sleep the night before) , and I found my three nieces jumping all around with candy baskets. Then I remembered how much I was happy during Eid , which made me restrain from beating the shit out if them. But the candy was good anyways. Then I went to sleep. Attended a family reunion , I'm talking about close cousin thing. only 50 men attended , not counting their spouses and spawns. Day one over , Thank God.

Day two is almost the same , with more relatives and more reunions. But the candy was good.

Day three , same ol' same , we had a third cousin reunion, which means about 100 men (not counting spouses and spawns) . The buffet was good though.

In the End, I find that Eid is not about getting together with the family , nor about enjoying entertainment and fireworks yada yada yada ..

Eid is about the happiness of children and Candy , mostly impotently Candy.. Amen

Hi there.

Happy Eid ya'll , its 3:30 Am . trying to stay up and sleep the whole day.

I don't like occasions much. You know how it is , doing the same thing for 25 years.

Yo know how its whither its Eid , Christmas , Hanukkah .. doing the same thing over and over.

Or maybe I'm getting older.

Anyways , I might probably write a blog to rip on all my cousins , that would be a change.

Happy Eid , And God Bless you all.

Hey there ,

So I had a bike accident. Well its hardly and accident , but you know I think guys who get in accident are cool , or total idiots. Or like me , a mixture of both. Let me recap what happened. I went out for an oil change. Was going a wee bit fast. The roads here are slippery , specially when they have water and you are shifting gears and to avoid the old guy in the pickup truck , bang you slide. And I was rolling sideways. I remember as I was rolling on the 6^th roll I wanted to check on what important the bike. Ok , it was sliding sideways , I was really relieved. And I was spinning then I was looking at my hands and thinking that’s gonna hurt , then about the the 10^th spin I was thinking man this is taking too long. Honestly I was thinking 1,000,000 thought per second. As I stopped I got up before the crowd I shouted at a guy help me get thing on its wheels ( I was really feeling weak and it was a 340 Kilo bike ) thankfully I was out of there in less than minute , before the cops showed up. I went to the workshop, for the oil change , and the guy kept nagging me to go get it patched. I wasn’t really interested until he mentioned that nurses think guys who have …. I didn’t let him finish , I was out of there.

I got to the hospital , got washed and they kept put stuff that really wasn’t helpin the case. Anyways , the told me if it’s a bike accident we have to call the cops and well get an x-ray , just to make sure. Ok , I'll wait , yah right , you don’t know the police here they MAKE problems. I was out of there and back.

Now , we come back to the real problem , sneaking back home without the folks knowing , I parked the bike. Mom was there , and I looked like that kid who put a pin in an electrical socket and didn’t want his mom knowing it.. " hehe , he aaah mohom , lohovely night , heh , nothing happened heh , I'm err aayyaa , well , goodbye " man if she knew I would be grounded for sure.

I called the guys , I told them my hands are all wiped out , I cant jerk-off , one of you guys have to do it for me tonight. Its things like this that make you know who your real friends are.

I was flicking through my picture albums when I found this picture I took when I was transferred from one homestay to another.

I remember the clear though I had back then. " what the hell did I agree to ? "

The story goes like this , I come in new. The homestay mother comes, a really nice lady. She says a couple of things regarding the homestay , we do that , we don't do that , you know regulations and terms of services. Unless its installing windows , I usually pay attention to the agreement.

Then she says , ok we're good then. That’s when I went " what the hell did I agree to ? "

I'm not to be blamed though . the thing is I had a really good excuse for not paying attention. I was looking behind her across the street on the opposite house roof top. There was something very intimidating, yes my friends , there was a C cup in the neighborhood. And all the time the lady was talking that thing across the roof top was flicking. Damn that's intimidating.

Amen!