nuff said

Everything Beeps!

I am pro technology.

I think it helps ease things up, but only to some extent.

What I do not like about it though is the commitment it puts on us.

I think technology is stranding me.

A mobile phone I have to answer. A text I have to reply to. BBN or whatever kids call it these days. Emails I got to keep track of and follow up with. This is not right. I put all my equipment/accessories on silent for the most part. Unfortunately, where ever I decide to roam I have to answer to someone. I have no "me" time anymore!

I am sitting there meditating then something vibrates!

Modern society is putting so much pressure on me!

I am just as flexible as the next guy, but being easily reached is impossible!

It is like you have no reason for not answering! And on top of that, people do not know when to stop!

I am not liking technology. I think it invades my privacy! One more thing, people think they own the right to tell you not to live without it!

As soon as I decide to not use a phone for a specific amount of time all hell breaks loose!

Family, friends, work, and others too!

I think this comes out of selfishness!

Why do you not want me to loose my phone? Because maybe I need you!

Well my friends FUCK YOU ALL!

I have decided to not use any means of modern communication and/or technology this includes TV too for a whole month!

Starting: Soon.

And to the people who think I cannot do it, wanna bet?

Open Fire

There was this blogger/computer programmer dude who opened fire earlier because he has been single since 1984. I think it is now safe to say the following phrase:

"I'm so horny, I can kill a bunch of people".

But I kind of have an idea why he did not get any. It was the stache! Definitely the stache!

Mr. Prado

As a way of  redirecting my angst and releasing it positively I am going to start a bunch of "Dear (whoever)" posts. This is to see if I can avoid hurting anyone by posting. If this doesn't work, I guess it's back to good ol ass whipping for me. So here goes:

Dear Mr. Prado 97,

I am sorry I broke your windshield. No I'm not. It's just that I don't appreciate people blocking my car at the parking space. I do not think a sticker with: "Hey, please don't park here" is enough. If you were late, that does not mean I have to suffer.
This is not an apology. This is my way of saying: Look at the bright side, better your windshield than your face. Yes, I tried to redirect my anger, release it on your car and spare you. Lucky you, courtesy didn't just disappear..

The plan was you until the car in front of me moved. I wanted to wait for you, only I have already been waiting for 45 minutes.
Dear Mr. Prado being civilized does not have a cost. The way I see it I was not half civilized too, but if you insist on turning my country into a third world hell hole. Bring it on. Sure there are other ways to treat that problem, but in my book it would be something like: split radiator, melted wheels, and a floor board filled with fluids.
Dear Mr. Prado, believe me, better your windshield than your face.

Sincerely,
Nasser

I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you were an object, don't ever cross me. I proved to your windshield and I'll prove it to any of your belongings. This includes the sack of rotten meat you call a body.



Off Topic: 

This is my new marketing pitch/threat to people who piss me off:

Are you depressed? Have interest rates got you down? My name is Nasser and I'm here to offer you a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your organs LIVE! On my block. I offer the best rebate on your babies! Get rid of the fat and dumb ones. Replace them with decent ones. No need to worry financially we'll give you a push start. And remember you can never succeed unless you try, try, and try some more.

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire

I do not get pathological liars.
I do not get liars period.

I mean I am sure there is a reason, but why? I really need to know.
I stumble upon liars like e'eryday.

Lying is an easy escape but a damned prison!

I myself do not lie. I do have my own method of story telling.

I like exaggerating and dramatizing a certain situation.

For example 10 minutes in human standards is 10 in Nasser years. 10,000 years is a regular phrase too.

I am proud of it since I just figured out that 10,000 years is translated to BANZAI in Japanese.

This is out of respect for the Emperor, started during the 8th century, when they wished he reigned for 10,000 years.

I sure hope he does, unfortunately I do not think I have that much patience, lemme die and get over with it.

In case you did not notice, I am practicing some Japanese, hopefully I would be able to speak it by the end of the year.

But back to the main point, why do they keep lying?

I can understand the usual customary compliment lie. Mashalla, your shoes are nice!

(I was wearing a pair of crocs with a dishdasha to work you idiot how nice is that? And why the hell are you checking out my feet anyways, you freak!)

But patholically lying about everything!?
This is simply unbearable.

One of my people usually calls everyday at 5 P.M. asking me what I got planned for today?
Nothing Dowaniya..
I'll be there in an hour.

He never shows up. Why did you bother calling and/or give me a false promise?
This does not bother me.

There are other types of liars. The ones who steal actual events to share placing themselves and others as main characters. That is better than choosing a cartoon and replace elsanafir with you and your family. Either ways its pathetic.

Back in highschool I had a guy who claimed he was chilling with "7akeem el aqzam"
TRUE STORY!
But then again he also claimed that a dragon lit him a cigarette and the ownership of a printer that prints stuff he bought from amazon! I sure hoped that was true.

I wanted to believe some of the shit I heard from people over the years just because it would be cool.

There are also those who seek to spread rumours. A fantasy porno, an important death, a big embezzlement, even a war! So what use is that? and how is it constructive?

By the way, concealing the truth is just ask good! Sure sometimes truth hurts, but I would rather be hurt than be lied to. As if I got any feelings left.

Good thing I can spot a lie EASY, and I do not have tolerance to those who do it. Whether it is a friend, family, or even a total stranger, I immediately blow thier cover and call their bluff. I kinda enjoy it.

In all cases lying is not healthy, and what scared me the most, its considered a way of life here in Kuwait!

And then 17 y/o girls blame their 27 y/o boyfriends for doing something nasty, the wife blames the husband for cheating, the consumer blames the producer for false advertising, the people blame the politicians for faking it, and everyone blames ze Egyptians.

(I do not know how I reached that conclusion so do not ask.)

I rarely give a promise because I keep mine. I hope some of the important peoples in Kuwait keep theirs. Yes, I am aware I pluralized people.

In the end I ask myself, is it worth lying? what is it for? Money? Fame? Whatever? I really do not care I just think it is plain cowardness.

Speaking of Cowardness and Banzai I am, along with a certain reader, we are, going to live like a gyokusai, a shattered jewel.

大丈夫寧可玉砕何能瓦全

"a great man should die as a shattered jewel rather than live as an intact tile"

Poker is fair game though

MINDED JOB OPENING

Recently, my goals have indeed took a different route!

Apparently, "Go to work, do your best, and go home", was too much to ask for!
I got to a level where: "Go to work and do not kill your boss!" Is really hard to achieve.

I thought being good was enough, I was mistaken, the deal was to kiss ass.

But that is not what I am getting into. I am here to record the alternatives.

Let us say that I did indeed kill my boss, or hurt him real bad, for sure I would get fired.

So, what next?

Apart from my job I have compiled a collection of jobs, weird/bad, jobs, nonetheless.

Here are somethings that would entitle me to say, Mo ent ele teg6a3 rezgee, upon getting fired.

Historian - I can talk all day about my recent obsession over Chen Shou's Records of the Three Kingdoms.

Then I got into thinking, why not do what I am doing right now for a living?

Writer: Give me a working keyboard and that should not be that hard. Or, you can always donate if you like what you read.

Photographer: I actually did better with a camera phone than some of those who had expensive SLR, picture me with an SLR, WOHO!

English Teacher: Kill is a verb, Grand Boss is a noun, cute is an adjective. How hard can this be?

Novelist: Yes I can tell a story.

Political Activist: I know there are many, but any idiot can be one. Look at the ones we already have and tell me I cannot be one.

Dumb Mathematician: I know I cannot be a smart one.

Designer: One bastard had a zipper on a dishdasha. He sold it for 500 K.D. and all of a sudden he is a visionary artist. I sure can do better than that.

Economist: I am good at it, and we need a couple of those.

Of coarse there are always other alternatives: Driver, prostitute, and thief. But we got enough of those. (I Do not want to mess the supply and demand curve). I told you I was a good economist did I not?

The main thing holding me from fulfilling my dream is making the perfect resignation letter.

I always say: If you want to do, do BIG!

And for that I have to wait.

Aside from that, why is there different connotation to the word open-minded?

Does it depend on the person or the situation?

One "open-minded" person thought not being racist was it.

Another viewed it as alcoholism.

Some even mistaken it for sexual addiction. Being a whore is not being open minded.

So please do not attempt to cover your carnal obsessions, drug addictions, and failures by being "open minded".

Not that I am against them.