tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-345444902024-03-13T02:55:18.461+02:00The Empty Canvasgreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-36354613167405103302011-11-17T22:47:00.001+02:002011-11-18T19:03:22.593+02:00conspiracy theories<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i don't believe conspiracy theories easily. i don't like to blame our failures on other people's bad intentions. i do believe that we are targeted by some people, but not in the "the whole world is against us" kind of way.<br />
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surprisingly, what made me write this blog post isn't anything related to the revolution in egypt...not the arrivals, freemasonry (الماسونية), freedom house, intelligence agencies, or any of that normal stuff we hear about every day...what made me think of this topic is an article i read a couple of days ago on a chess website. it was an <a href="http://www.chessbase.com/newsdetail.asp?newsid=7674">initiative by an international organization aiming to teach women in Palestine chess</a>. i thought what a cool initiative, how thoughtful of them...of course there are much more important things to do which could help the palestinians in these rough times, but it's the thought that counts. When i read more into the article i started having second thoughts, but maybe it's just me. it's particularly the following paragraph which made me suspicious about their intentions:</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fefde8; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;">The intrinsic values of chess (such as perseverance, discipline, creativity, accepting defeat, continual quest for progress and focus) will facilitate these vulnerable young women’s personal development, improve their emotional stability and encourage their social integration.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;">Accepting defeat?? yeah because in chess, unlike all other sports and games, there is a winner and a loser. how ridiculous is it to include "accepting defeat" amongst the benefits of learning chess??? am i over reacting here? do u think it was just bad taste from the author? or is there some kind of message they're trying to convey to the women of palestine that they should give up and accept the current status as it is?</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;">tell me what u guys think about this, i'd really like to know if you think i'm over-reacting.</span></div>
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I just came back from Hajj yesterday.<br />
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It was an amazing experience to say the least.<br />
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Now that it's over, i realized that the most difficult parts about Hajj are the ones you can't prepare for. <br />
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<li>sitting 11 hours in a bus that smells like vomit (because a little kid vomited twice, including once on the bus driver's head)</li>
<li>walking 7 km with a very painful swollen foot - i felt sorry for myself when an old man offered to carry my bag for me</li>
<li>using public bathrooms for a whole week, knowing that someone is always standing at your door waiting for you to finish...etc.</li>
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I also realized that Hajj isn't merely about getting you closer to God through spiritualities. It also helps alot in counting your blessings. Starting with your clothing, your shoes, your home, your bed, your phone, internet, and everything else you might have taken for granted.<br />
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I feel lucky to experience this wake-up call so early in life. We need to reset our priorities.<br />
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I can talk for hours but i'll spare you the headache.<br />
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Hope keeps us alive.<br />
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The best thing a person can do to himself is to set a difficult goal and strive to achieve it.<br />
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Knowing that something is virtually impossible, and still having a tiny hope that it can be done... and the more you chase the dream, the more you realize that nothing's impossible.<br />
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The effort you put into achieving the dream... the suffering you go through...the sacrifices you make...<br />
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the exhausting journey filled with pleasure and pain...<br />
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it's all worth it.<br />
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and most of the time, it doesn't even matter to you anymore that you finally achieved the dream...what matters the most is that you proved everyone wrong...you overcame the difficulties despite everyone's lack of support...you believed in yourself.<br />
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I'm currently at that starting phase where everything is unclear and you start giving yourself false hope when you know deep inside that these things don't happen in real life...<br />
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i'm at the phase where i imagine how happy i will be at the end if i DID achieve my dream, but when i look at the obstacles i lose hope again...<br />
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i'm at the phase where i write stupid blog posts just to encourage myself, then realize mid-way that it's not working.<br />
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oh well.</div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-11628552785031139812011-10-25T19:21:00.000+02:002011-10-30T23:19:40.714+02:00marriage<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>Sense of Humor............................check</i><br />
<i>Appearance..................................check</i><br />
<i>Ethics & Religion............................check</i><br />
<i>Open-mind....................................check</i><br />
<i>Bilingual.......................................check</i><br />
<i>Social class & family reputation.......check</i><br />
<i>Suitable wife?................................nope.</i><br />
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Every man has his own checklist when it comes to imagining what the right girl should be like. I'm sure the women have their own checklist as well. I recently realized that no matter how perfect the girl is on paper, it's the whole package that counts. You can't judge if a girl is suitable or not based on a checklist. Sure it can be used as a preliminary guide, but you shouldn't base your final decision on it.<br />
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The key word is Chemistry. Chemistry will make your life lighten up all of a sudden....it will make you ignore any of the items in the checklist if the girl doesn't satisfy them...it will make you feel excited that this is the person you will be spending the rest of your life with, simply because she understands you. Simply because you have a connection.<br />
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I'm the kind of guy that enjoys stability. I can see my future as a family guy, studying for my children and making sure they do their homework and sleep early...taking them to swimming twice a week...helping my wife with dinner every once in a while..you know, the kind of stuff my own dad used to do.<br />
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Getting married is a huge decision, and i've been really close to being married at least once so far. The reasons it didn't work out are irrelevant, but i can't say i'm happy with where i am at the moment. Sometimes i get worried that my chances of finding the right person are decreasing greatly because i'm not in Egypt anymore. I'm 28 now and the last thing i would ever want is to pass 30 without getting married...i want my children to have a normal father with a normal age difference.<br />
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The thing is, even when i was in Egypt it wasn't that easy to find someone good. It so happened that my circle of friends, whether they're in college or work, had no one suitable for me. Now what? If I don't bump into a girl in a random place, and we click instantly like we see in the movies, then i guess i have no other option but to listen to my family's recommendations of having a pre-arranged "Salon" wedding. Is that so bad? At first it was. I didn't want any other people interfering in this important decision at all, not even a little bit...I can handle things on my own.<br />
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On a completely related note, our society is messed up.<br />
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Most of the marriages don't work out for financial reasons. It pisses me off so much that parents are putting prices for their children's happiness. They don't realize that after a year from the wedding, no one even remembers any of these stupid details. The only thing that matters is if the couple is happy or not.<br />
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I hate how egyptian families complicate things. I hate how the parents are always desperate for their kids to get married (whether they're boys or girls), and once they find the appropriate partner, the parents don't even consider making any compromises to make things work. I'm not referring to my own parents here, i'm just talking generally about our society in egypt. Countless relationships have been ended just because the parents of both parties were playing a game of "who's in control". They forget how desperate they were for this opportunity to come, and how hard it might be for their beloved child to find someone else suitable.<br />
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There's a lot to talk about when it comes to marriage. I don't think this will be the end of it.</div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-24645416103758045742011-10-21T19:41:00.002+02:002011-10-21T23:58:15.992+02:00Loneliness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This is a difficult post to write. I don't enjoy expressing my weak points.<br />
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As you might already know, i have been living outside egypt for almost a year now. I've visited egypt twice since then - quick 3-day trips - just because i was feeling homesick.<br />
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Don't get me wrong, i'm very happy with the direction my career is taking. I was totally against leaving Egypt and working abroad, but the opportunity that came up was just too good i guess. Working in a multinational company as an architecture specialist is a dream job for many people my age, me included. Lots of travelling is involved, the work itself is very diverse and it isn't boring at all, i get to meet many VIP's and coordinate with them in lots of projects, and ofcourse I can't complain about the money. El7amdolellah.<br />
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It's the times when I'm not working that I hate the most. Facebook and youtube can be good companions for an hour or so, but what next? I'm not much of a TV guy and besides, all the shows these days are talking about politics and stuff... i hate that. I managed to make some friends from work and we play soccer every wednesday. The fact that they're all married makes it very difficult to socialize with them more frequently. <br />
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I miss sitting with my friends at the Ahwa at 2:00am playing cards or just chatting about random stuff with shisha in my hand and enjoying cairo's beautiful weather.<br />
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I miss being able to go to sa7el on the weekend to take a swim in our amazing beaches and come back refreshed to start a new exhausting work week.<br />
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I miss taking my sister to eat sushi in dandy mall like we used to do at least once a month.<br />
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I miss hanging out with Mahmoud & Ahmed, reminiscing about the stupid stuff we used to do when we were kids.<br />
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I miss taking my dogs out for a walk late at night.<br />
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I miss my chess-enthusiast friends who i would always find available to play some quality chess with.<br />
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I miss my old work friends who were more than family for 3 whole years.<br />
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I miss the joy of watching both of my nieces growing up and learning something new every day (they're 2 years old now).<br />
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I miss taking random walks on Imbaba bridge every once in a while and enjoying the best view of the nile available in cairo.<br />
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I miss going to alexandria in the winter.<br />
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I miss being next to my parents, knowing they're in good health.<br />
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The list goes on and on...<br />
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Loneliness is brutal.<br />
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I can't promise that i'll stay here for long but it feels good to be back. My new sweet friend <a href="http://girltalksloud.wordpress.com/">Zaina</a> has inspired me to get back to blogging, so you should all blame her for this crime i'm about to commit :) <br />
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It's been more than two years since i've last posted and there's lots of stuff going on these days. I think it's only healthy to vent and ramble even though few people are actually paying attention.<br />
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I can imagine that the next few posts will probably have a serious and somewhat depressing edge (or as some fellow egyptians might say: "tutch"). That's normal i guess, posting happy thoughts isn't really my kind of thing. I tend to enjoy the happy moments and live them without expressing my feelings, whereas the sad moments: well, misery loves company.<br />
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You can't say i didn't warn you :)<br />
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<br /></div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-81506187430929581182009-06-11T13:29:00.001+03:002009-06-11T13:32:23.892+03:00Awesome VideoThis video is by far the best wildlife video i've ever seen.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LU8DDYz68kM&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-18650428440826145212009-06-02T12:40:00.002+03:002009-06-02T12:54:03.668+03:00questionWhen you're driving and you want to change lanes...does the signal you are giving mean that:<div><br /></div><div>a) you are asking for permission from the driver in the car behind you to let you go in front of him/her, and they have the right to either let you change lanes or not.</div><div><br /></div><div>b) you are notifiying the driver that you are going to change lanes anyways, so they should slow down a bit.</div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-48337639319362078992009-05-19T19:57:00.002+03:002009-05-19T20:05:43.762+03:00Mubarak's grandsonToday's sad news left everyone feeling sympathy for the president's family, even though none of us knew anything about his grandson. It goes without saying that dealing with death is never easy, especially if it's a child.<br /><br />The cause of death until now is still unknown to the public, although many people have made different speculations. I have narrowed them down to the following 3:<br /><br />1-Amr Adib says the boy had a rare fatal brain disease which activates without any warning.<br /><br />2-Some friends told me he had an accident playing Tennis (which i find strange) or Riding a Beach Buggy<br /><br />3- Some Israeli journals and egyptian blogs say he suffered from food poisoning after eating bad food from a restaurant.<br /><br />ta3adatad al asbab wal mawt wa7ed.<br /><br />rabbena yer7amo we yesabbar ahlo.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-62679802681951352912009-05-15T20:14:00.004+03:002011-10-22T11:46:41.840+02:00ten more things you don't know about me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
in continuation of <a href="http://greyscaleperspective.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-it.html">this</a> post which i enjoyed writing....(and yes, i figure if i just jump straight to the topic without explaining why i've been away from blogging for so long, you guys wouldn't notice)<br />
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1. Everyday i have a 30-minute walk from Zamalek(where i park my car) to Garden City(where my job is) and back. I enjoy every minute of crossing the Kasr el Nil bridge, especially at sunset.<br />
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2. My latest website addiction belongs to FMyLife.com which i found in Gmag's latest addition, check it out.<br />
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3. I enjoy registering tongue-twister nicknames on Nile FM to baffle the presenters when reading out my messages...so far i tried " Jack's Black Back Pack ", " Juicy Shoes Sushi " and my current one "Lime n' Lemon Liniment"<br />
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4. I haven't been to the cinema in over 3 months.<br />
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5. I spend more time in my car than i do with my family<br />
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6. Last Friday, i spent over 6 hours watching Just For Laughs clips on YouTube.<br />
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7. The one thing i hate more than the Taxi with an irritating tune that goes on every time he presses the brakes, is the Taxi that has the extremely annoying car horn that starts in a high volume and fades away gradually.<br />
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8. i hate politics.<br />
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9. i keep soccer shoes in my car just in case i'm invited to a match and don't have the time to go home.<br />
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10. Last August, I paid over 3000 LE to join Gold's Gym and i've only been there 14 times so far.<br />
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It's the first time for me, so hopefully i'm going to learn alot from this experience. The objective is to design a Culture and Arts Center located in Beirut.<br /><br />My favorite part of the whole project is that i will get to learn more about the Lebanese culture and people. I'm going to be reading their poetry, listening to their music, watching their plays, and enjoying their paintings. For the next couple of months i'm expected to know everything i can about the Lebanese people so that i can design a cultural center that can actually benefit them.<br /><br />The chances of us winning the competition are ofcourse really low, but we're giving it our best shot. It's the experience that counts.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-67161441595047899022008-07-31T01:44:00.002+03:002008-07-31T01:51:12.974+03:00mental pasteurizationin a span of only 4 days i managed to go the cinema 3 times.<br /><br />first i saw <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Dark Knight</span>. Fabulous. Heath Ledger was outstanding to say the least.<br /><br />then i saw <span style="font-weight: bold;">Boshkash</span>.<br /><br />and finally i went to see <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wanted</span>. Best action movie I have ever seen. Period.<br /><br /><br />mental pasteurization.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-2153534043513131712008-07-23T01:39:00.003+03:002008-07-23T02:20:32.213+03:00collisionjust a couple of hours ago i experienced a truly horrific experience.<br /><br />i was driving my car on the Daa2ery highway when suddenly i found that a big accident had just happened seconds before i arrived. The people weren't even gathered yet. my first thought was that i would stop to help if i saw someone hurt, but if it's just the car that's been damaged i wouldn't bother..so that i don't block up the road.<br /><br />i looked beside me inside one of the cars that's been in the accident and i saw an old man, sitting next to the driver, having a heart attack. The man had his arms held in front of him with his palms dangling downwards, his eyes were squinching, his eyebrows expressing fear. The car was filled with panic. i immediately decide to pull over and see how i can help. while pulling over to the right side of the road i bumped into the rear bumper of another car. i was only moving at 10 km/h hour or so. no time for apologies, there's a man on the verge of death and there's little we can do.<br /><br />i stop the car and go running to the old man's car and i find his 30 year old son (in the driver's seat) shaking him and screaming " Matmotsh ya Baba!! Ya Baba Rod 3alayya!! ". there were 2 women screaming and crying in the back seat.<br /><br />I was helpless. I was thinking of any way i could help. Do i pick him up and take him to the hospital? Is he too fragile? Where IS the nearest hospital anyways? Will he die on the way there? Do i move away and give him space to breath instead?<br /><br />By now many people have been gathered around the man's car which made me urge everyone to step back since the guy could use the air. i opened the car's door and let the old man's feet out of the car. The son was still shaking his father and screaming at him.<br /><br />The old man began nodding lightly indicating that he's feeling better. He wants to comfort his son. I was releived to see that he was aware of what was happening around him. The gathered people decide to stay away and give him more air to breath which made a big difference. A couple of minutes later the man felt somewhat better and the car took off, probably heading to a hospital.<br /><br />The other car that was involved in the accident was completely destroyed. The woman sitting in the front seat had a face full of blood from the collision with the glass. Thank God it was only some minor cuts that caused this... a couple of tissues and some water made the lady look and feel much better. Thankfully, no one else was hurt.<br /><br />We carried the damaged car to the side of the road then i got into my car. I find a guy my age waiting next to my car accussing me of breaking his car's rear bumper. i was surprised that in the midst of all this nervous tension he could still think about the slight damage in his car that i have caused. i apologized to him but i justified my self by telling him that i wasn't even looking on my right side when pulling over, i was concentrating on the man dying in his car. it's not the smartest thing to do but we were barely moving and i couldn't look away from the man. the guy accpeted my apology but apparently his mother (sitting in the back seat of his car) didn't. she was shouting at me for bumping into them. i apologized again offering to fix his car if he wishes. he denied, got into his car and went home.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-58509083822871823132008-07-18T14:26:00.002+03:002008-07-18T14:42:39.470+03:00Top 5 things i hate about 5 star hotels.5. Most of the food Looks delicious but tastes normal.<br /><br />4- The overpriced items in the room's refrigerator and the room service menu.<br /><br />3- The music in the reception and the restaurants.<br /><br />2- The early breakfasts. i'm in a <span style="font-weight: bold;">VACATION</span> for God's sake. breakfasts should be extended till noon.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and the thing i hate most about all five star hotels:</span><br /><br />1- the way they stuff the blanket so tightly beneath the mattress. every night i have to spend 10 minutes of kicking with my leg to free myself from the damn blanket. i hate how they expect us to sleep like King Tut without turning over.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-89859162270483768022008-06-27T22:26:00.003+03:002008-06-27T22:34:52.282+03:00advice<span style="font-weight: bold;">a word of advice:</span> do not watch The "Incredible" Hulk. (the quotations add a whole new meaning to the tite)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a more valuable word of advice:</span> do not watch The Happening.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">the most valuable piece of advice ever:</span> do not watch any movie you haven't watched a trailer to and/or have read that it has good reviews.<br /><br /><br />bas khalas.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-10959718134216622062008-06-09T22:22:00.002+03:002008-06-09T22:30:10.088+03:00i've changedi used to be passionate about music.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about soccer.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about chess.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about architecture.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about photography.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about reading and learning.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about my job.<br /><br />i used to be passionate about blogging.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />i've become dead inside.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />that's depressing.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-58007210250302337042008-04-12T10:17:00.002+02:002008-04-12T11:07:06.702+02:00found in Kov's blog.you should do this when you're bored like kovs..or when you want your boss to <span style="font-style: italic;">think</span> you're sitting on the computer working like me.<br /><br /><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>1. How old will you be in five years? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">29</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?</strong> no one yet..woke up and came straight to work.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>3. How tall are you? not sure...182cm maybe.</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?</strong> the 12 day vacation we're gonna get because of Easter holidays. i love the Coptic Christians.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>5. What’s the last movie you saw? </strong>No country for old men. pretty good.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>6. Who was the last person you called? </strong>mahmoud </p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>7. Who was the last person to call you? </strong>my sister</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>8. What was the last text message you received? </strong>a message from mobinil<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?</strong></p> don't use voicemail <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong> 10. Do you prefer to call or text? </strong>call</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>11. What were you doing at _AM last night?</strong> driving my car.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?</strong> married</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>13. When is the last time you saw your mom? </strong>yesterday</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>14. What color are your eyes?</strong> brown/hazel</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>15. What time did you wake up today? </strong>8:00 am<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>16. What are you wearing right now? </strong>jeans and a polo shirt.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>17. What is your favourite Christmas song?</strong> don't really celebrate christmas but there's this song that has a solo by the guitarist from The Darkness...<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>18. Where is your favourite place to be?</strong></p> <div style="text-align: justify;">alexandria in the winter<br /></div> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>19. Where is your least favourite place to be?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">alexandria in the summer<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?</strong> for a vacation? probably spain or italy.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">happily married with kids hopefully.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>22. Do you tan or burn? </strong>tan.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?</strong> the monster under the bed. </p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh? </strong>a joke my friend told me yesterday.<a href="http://princessn.wordpress.com/2008/04/01/95-questions/princessn.wordpress.com/2008/03/31/ken-leeeeee/"> </a></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>25. How many TVs do you have in your house? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">4</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>26. How big is your bed? </strong>it's a standard single bed.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer? </strong>desktop. my laptop stopped working a couple of months ago and i can't afford to buy a new one yet.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">clothes on.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>29. What color are your sheets? </strong>there are many. different colours.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>30. How many pillows do you sleep with?</strong> one</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>31. What is your favourite season?</strong> spring, but since it only lasts for 2 days in egypt i'll have to be realistic and say winter.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>32. What do you like about Fall?</strong> the not-so-cold-not-so-hot weather<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>33. What do you like about Winter?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">rain, the cold breeze, the thick blanket.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>34. What do you like about the Summer? </strong>the company i usually have when on a trip.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>35. What do you like about Spring?</strong> it's obvious, the weather </p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>36. How many states/provinces have you lived in? </strong>2: cairo and dhahran in saudi<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>37. What cities/towns have you lived in?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">same as previous answer.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>38. Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?</strong> el shebsheb.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>39. Are you a social person?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">not really. but i've been trying to work on that lately<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>40. What was the last thing you ate? </strong><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">mcdonalds</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>41. What is your favourite restaurant?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">hmm..tough one...i think chopsticks in mohandeseen makes amazing chinese food...<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>42. What is your favourite ice cream?</strong> vanilla i guess<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>43. What is your favourite dessert?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">om 3aly<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>44. What is your favourite kind of soup?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">chicken mushroom<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwich? </strong>strawberry</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>46. Do you like Chinese food?</strong> love it<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>47. Do you like coffee?</strong> nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average? </strong>one or 2<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>49. What do you drink in the morning?</strong> tea</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>50. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?</strong> no</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>51. Do you know how to play poker?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">yes</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>52. Do you like to cuddle?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">no</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>53. Have you ever been to Canada? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">No</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>54. Do you have an addictive personality? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">yes</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>55. Do you eat out or at home more often? lately i've been eating out much more than i've been eating at home...but i'm not happy about that.</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>56. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? </strong>no</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>57. Do you want kids? </strong>sure</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>58. Do you speak any other languages?</strong> english and arabic<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>59. Have you ever gotten stitches? </strong>nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>60. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance? </strong>nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>61. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool? </strong>depends on my mood.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>62. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat? </strong>window</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>63. Do you know how to drive stick? </strong>yep.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>64. What is your favourite thing to spend money on? </strong>can't really think of anything<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>65. Do you wear any jewellery?</strong> No</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>66. What is your favourite TV show? </strong>lost/scrubs</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>67. Can you roll your tongue?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">Yes</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>68. Who is the funniest person you know? my dad</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>69. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?</strong> No</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>70. What is the main ring tone on your phone? </strong>"fee fi fo" by the cranberries<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>71. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">no</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>72. What red object is closest to you right now? </strong>a red pen<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>73. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth?</strong> no</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>74. Do you sleep with your closet door open or closed?</strong> closed but it makes no difference<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>75. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? </strong>big bear<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>76. Do you flirt a lot?</strong> nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>77. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?</strong> bbq sauce<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>78. What is your favourite food?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">koshari/stuffed pigeons/ sea food/ spaghetti with white sauce..<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>79. Can you change the oil on a car? </strong>i know the steps but i've never actually done it before </p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>80. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? </strong>yes many times </p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>81. Have you ever run out of gas?</strong> no<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>82. What is your usual bedtime?</strong> weekdays at around 12:00, weekends at around 3:00<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>83. What was the last book you read? </strong>roald dahl's Completely Unexpected Tales...great read.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>84. Do you read the newspaper?</strong> yes but i just read the headlines<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>85. Do you have any magazine subscriptions? </strong>nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>86. Do you watch soap operas? </strong>nope<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>87. Do you dance in the car? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">nope</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>88. Who is in the picture frame closest to you?</strong> no picture frames in my office.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>89. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper?</strong> a work related note<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>90. What is your favourite candle scent?</strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">i've only tried lavender..not bad<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>91. What is your favourite board game? </strong>chess</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>92. When was the last time you attended church?</strong> i went to the mosque yesterday<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>93. Who was your favourite teacher in high school?</strong> i guess my math teacher Amin Selim.<br /></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><strong>94. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? </strong></p> <p style="text-align: justify;">3 days, not really a tent... more like a hut.<br /></p> <p><strong>95. Who was the last person to do something extra special for you? </strong>my cousin bringing me back a gift from his trip to the states.</p>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-24874203426897578772008-04-04T14:02:00.001+02:002008-04-04T14:03:48.813+02:00Poor Knocked Up Kiki<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyJuOUvBPsYyylKXDLCONFWy9aNHx4R4L2X3VWC2Nhug_Yflqu1QJBcms1uPDJSEt1bTPif6HShajqL_78jMpGYBleyYeDmDSfybyNuhjCaAN9JrkMK2nsqj_zwIY4V0ajvVVt/s1600-h/image-upload-79-730677.jpe"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyJuOUvBPsYyylKXDLCONFWy9aNHx4R4L2X3VWC2Nhug_Yflqu1QJBcms1uPDJSEt1bTPif6HShajqL_78jMpGYBleyYeDmDSfybyNuhjCaAN9JrkMK2nsqj_zwIY4V0ajvVVt/s320/image-upload-79-730677.jpe"/></a><br /><span/><br /></div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-45802564856749358012008-03-25T23:27:00.003+02:002011-10-22T00:04:57.270+02:00i'm it.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
thanks <a href="http://gjoez.blogspot.com/">gjoe</a> for the tag<br />
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ok so here goes:<br />
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<u><b>The Rules :</b></u><br />
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<li>Post 10 random things about yourself</li>
<li>Choose 5 people to tag and <span style="font-weight: bold;">a reason you chose each person</span></li>
<li>Leave them each a comment directing them to your blog so they know they are it</li>
<li>You can’t tag the person who tagged you (you’ll have to make new friends)</li>
<li>As a courtesy to the person who tagged you, please let them know when you have posted so they can have the sheer delight and extra work load of reading your answers)</li>
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1- i always look on the bright side.<br />
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2- my face goes tomato-red whenever i get myself in an embarrassing situation or get angry...which automatically triggers mocking comments causing my face to get even more red...which in-turn gets me more angry or embarrassed..<br />
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3- i was once bit by a dog...it was around 10 years ago, and the dog was one of those little white hairy ones...i was going to pet it and it got scared so it bit my hand....i had to take 6 concentrated injections to avoid catching rabies<br />
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4- i've got more than 15 keys in my key-chain but i only know what 4 of them are for...i'm too afraid to throw the rest out because i always think i'm gonna regret it when i remember what the keys were for...it's been like this for more than 5 years now.<br />
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5- i watched "the departed" 3 times this past week and i can't get enough of it.<br />
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6- i told 3 of my real-life friends about this blog this past week..so now, unfortunately, i'm going to have to kill them.<br />
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7- my favourite song for the cranberries is Cordell..i've spent hours trying to know what the word means but to no avail. my only guess is that it's a nickname she used for a loved one who passed away.<br />
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8- i missed 3 days of work in the past few weeks just because i didn't feel like going. i woke up on time and everything, but the weather was too good to waste on spending the day at work. I told my boss i had some urgent things to do.<br />
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9- when i was a kid my dad once bought me a new alarm clock that had this reeeeeaaally loud ring...he convinced me that the only way to turn it off was to talk to it and say "good morning" in a cheerful voice. since i didn't find any Off button, and since the batteries were only accessible through a screw driver, i had no choice but to believe him....i only found out how to really turn it off <span style="font-weight: bold;">six days</span> later (the off button was camouflaged ingeniously in the body of the alarm clock).<br />
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10- i prefer nancy 3agram over haifaa wahby.<br />
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<br /></div>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-88743864621713228872008-03-24T19:00:00.003+02:002008-03-24T19:11:36.753+02:00heard this on the radio on my way home"traffic in nasr city is like a severe case of constipation" - a Nile Fm listener.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-63458604606653775612008-03-19T21:08:00.003+02:002008-03-19T21:27:53.588+02:00Damn *itches!i'm speechless.<br /><br />i can't believe she could do such a thing. it hurts me to say it, but the *itch has done the most awful thing i could imagine.<br /><br />she ran away from home, OUR HOME, committed fornication, and returned back guilt-free.<br /><br />unbelievable.<br /><br />and might i add, that her partner in such a crime was nothing but a WORTHLESS STREET RAT!!<br /><br />you haven't heard nothing yet...we just learned that the b**** is PREGNANT!!<br /><br /><br />i'm thinking of killing her AND her baby. they both mean nothing to me now.<br /><br />my whole family is furious with her, my mom can't even look her in the eye.<br /><br />so now we have to wait for an unwanted baby to be born. what the hell are we supposed to do with it?? we most definitely can't raise a street rat among us.<br /><br />i knew i should've bought a male rottweiler instead.greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34544490.post-4574448052986875192007-12-24T08:56:00.000+02:002007-12-25T14:58:12.701+02:00things i learned from my trip to the desert- the beauty of God's nature<br />- why the toyota landcruiser is the only car suitable for the desert<br />- how quite it can be<br />- how cold it gets<br />- how underrated water heaters are<br />- the effect of listening to your echo bouncing between the mountains of a completely vacant desert<br />- how much the full moon glows at night<br />- how colorful the oasis looks in the midst of a monochrome environment<br />- how cozy and relaxing it is to sit beside a fire in a cold winter night<br />- how soothing and relieving it is to sit in a hut lit by candles<br />- how entertaining it is to play a tight game of Estimation (cards).<br />- how rewarding it feels to look at the vast desert from a new perspective after spending 2 hours climbing a large rocky mountain<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTbqMyX7MHuyWrmT5e2Uaimigq578zFR-QdYo0fXw2qa3G_xJEn-I9HFTPl6kL-cvlmOpKbvbnsImOjfMBN69KDg67YpMNoOLooIJWdT5w32XGLX1hveHiDadDH_7uQLr73t-3g/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTbqMyX7MHuyWrmT5e2Uaimigq578zFR-QdYo0fXw2qa3G_xJEn-I9HFTPl6kL-cvlmOpKbvbnsImOjfMBN69KDg67YpMNoOLooIJWdT5w32XGLX1hveHiDadDH_7uQLr73t-3g/s400/DSC00131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147893592931759570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeTxwFyM7Dl8oYk_5c83Ww6HKaMtzjMWT1cuqJFjfVkYWSCHTY-NTgLTCzx1U0Bh0mSJlHMSRGWdkN01Hev3lMLaPbV4ZtWejPrywzYE1bq5BhvRIs_ewslEmczcoch5V1IwhIQ/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeTxwFyM7Dl8oYk_5c83Ww6HKaMtzjMWT1cuqJFjfVkYWSCHTY-NTgLTCzx1U0Bh0mSJlHMSRGWdkN01Hev3lMLaPbV4ZtWejPrywzYE1bq5BhvRIs_ewslEmczcoch5V1IwhIQ/s400/DSC00140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147893597226726882" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY4EApzyeDoAdvW2oj0u0MdIJRN8uVWE_F6nNomrwVVH3QlNqD6g-N-hmZE-dG2idet82DBuZJlH_7UUds8j77tZC-YO-7xZYGCjciywntUESoVTZTMcgnMZm4OKIz1juaLu5DQ/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY4EApzyeDoAdvW2oj0u0MdIJRN8uVWE_F6nNomrwVVH3QlNqD6g-N-hmZE-dG2idet82DBuZJlH_7UUds8j77tZC-YO-7xZYGCjciywntUESoVTZTMcgnMZm4OKIz1juaLu5DQ/s400/DSC00129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147893588636792258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWlq0-KZb8tk1enJRVgNd_kClhDvaNakAZQkwHSmJk3qyII2CQmgLafVGGlT3HOxIGDYkMtRCdfLTAVNO2hNfZuKn1XoTGe1M0nbgpOuEmz2LjTQ9dOFAoLjYfDh3TKYDfuYfeg/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWlq0-KZb8tk1enJRVgNd_kClhDvaNakAZQkwHSmJk3qyII2CQmgLafVGGlT3HOxIGDYkMtRCdfLTAVNO2hNfZuKn1XoTGe1M0nbgpOuEmz2LjTQ9dOFAoLjYfDh3TKYDfuYfeg/s400/DSC00087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147893610111628786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0hE5V0pKTJ55oGnusYRHIs61PaSDvHs6wPMJWUbnLvBl-O49-Nci0YWk-l3KK4HAgJbzEGH5enTOfdaw7ErwpL5vZz75LfWGKX6axDD6xhSwCeHRKMAqoCO_j2QVhyphenhyphenTsTs80Aw/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY0hE5V0pKTJ55oGnusYRHIs61PaSDvHs6wPMJWUbnLvBl-O49-Nci0YWk-l3KK4HAgJbzEGH5enTOfdaw7ErwpL5vZz75LfWGKX6axDD6xhSwCeHRKMAqoCO_j2QVhyphenhyphenTsTs80Aw/s400/DSC00121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147893614406596098" border="0" /></a>greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03371081097882781510noreply@blogger.com1