Extravagant Ramblings
You guys gotta listen to Suzanne Vega’s “Caramelâ€, There’s something ‘fairouz-ian’ about this song that makes me listen to it all day on repeat. It’s on right now and it was on when I jumped the pavement. Also it was on while we fixed the car.
Yes, I had a car accident few days ago … I was sms-ing “somebody†while I was driving at 120 km/h. That’s when I heard that strange sound, when I looked up I saw a very unusual sight … The butter: I got off the pavement but I notice the weird way the car was moving. I parked the car on the right and I got off the car to see what happened, Three tires were totally torn and the rings were damaged too. Ok, that’s it … I don’t feel like talking about this anymore.
Remember the fabrics I bought a month or so ago? One of them was lying around in my room when I was looking for some underwear to wear that’s when I got the idea of wrapping this cloth like a towel (O’zaar). I gotta tell you I never tried wearing one of these things before but dude … Very Comfortable stuff. Your things are dangling all the time and air can reach between your legs … makes you feel free and fresh (and sexy). The only thing bothering me about them is, I have to adjust and re-wrap it every 5 minutes.
So I was looking for the other fabric I bought with that one, and guess where I found it? I found it with mom and she was trying to mimic the cut of one of my t-shirts. Totally on her own, I didn’t even ask her to do anything (she’s into tailoring). Awww … Isn’t that just sweet? Isn’t that why moms rock in the first place? She made me two t-shirts (when I thought I can only make one with this much fabric) … although she didn’t like them I totally loved them, they have this ‘indie’ look to them and they are begging for my magic (designey) touch on them … they gotta wait though. I already started tracing a sketch I did a while ago on a t-shirt by actually stitching on the t-shirt. It will take time to be done (if it’s ever going to be done) It’s very tiring and boring but it really rocks.
So there were no chicks at all in that course, well, there’s one but she’s mu7ajabah and all freaked out of guys that she sits in the last row all the time just to avoid being close to any one of ‘them’. But hey who gives a fuck about chicks when we have some learning to do (me!) … It’s fun and the guy is very old and very experienced (in this game since ‘71) and although he talks in Arabic all the time and he use Arabic technical terms but it’s all ok with me because I studied in Arabic all my fucking life and from Egyptians ba3ad so it’s totally no problem. I already know all the things he told us so far (they don’t know what kind of a filmmaking geek I am) except the history stuff which was fun by the way. We begged for him to tell us the English translations of any technical terms he mentions in Arabic but obviously the guy have a problem in English (although he teaches in the American university of Cairo, would you please give me a fucking million exclamation marks here).
Hey you, why you didn’t tell me any ‘salamat’ or ‘ ‘7a6ak il su’ although I sent you a message right after I had that accident? Hey you, thank you for the inspiration … a red ‘shmagh’ looks really cool with some navy blue t-shirt. Hey you, don’t be lurking around my blog without letting me know … I know it’s fun for you but it’s not funny when I start talking about the things I did to your sister. So tell me about you know about my blog … منعاً للإØراج. Hey you, why do you seem to be ignoring me lately, I would love to know where did I fuck up. People learn from their mistakes, you know. Hey you, although you seem very addicted to my blog you don’t comment as often as you should, why? Do you find me boring? Then why you keep on coming back?
December 14th, 2004 02:14
kha6ak il so tata o matshoof shar .. 120km/h, bad tires and a mobile phone a very ugly combination .. allah setar nothing worse happened
as for the t-shirts why bother making them when you can have ready ones .. hanes beefy t-shirts are good for silkscreen printing and such
December 14th, 2004 10:49
Torn tires and t-shirts
So who’s the “you” in “hey you”?
Tata rants and raves…
December 15th, 2004 00:21
il7imdallah 3la il salama….
I can’t believe you messed around with your bestfriends sister!
December 15th, 2004 01:45
Kha6akom il su and allah yesalmkom
I didn’t mess with anybody’s sister, I’m just making up scenarios of things that wouldn’t be so funny for someone who knows me in real life and he knows about my blog but he just wouldn’t let me know about it.
that’s all.
January 31st, 2005 09:11
Tata
Caramel is an amazing song. Since you luurved Caramel so much try “Lolita”, “Thin Man” and “My Favorite Plum”, all from one of her older albums. Caramel was my favorite too
Just holler if you need help with the lurking evil bastid.
-FN