I was born in Saudi Arabia, and lived there until I was seventeen. The fact that we lived in a secluded compound inhabited by mostly western folks where the radical religious police didn’t reach into did make life a little less miserable, miserable life in KSA was nonetheless. There is part joy; fried chicken called Al-Baik,… Continue reading Growing up in Saudi Arabia, this is not funny, seriously…
Willie Nelson did a cover of this song called Ain’t Going Down on Brokeback Mountain. In the chorus of the song, he repeatedly declares that shit to be not right. Well at the stroke of midnight last night, that shit is right in New York, the sixth state to declare that shit to be right. The sixth state… Continue reading That shit ain’t right!
That is absolutely wonderful news! So now, less of high school drop outs and drug dealers and cracks whores will have access to nations attacked for no good reason and tortured in the name of national security and preemptive strike. No WMD were found in Iraq, and OBL was not in Afghanistan. Less of our tax dollars will be… Continue reading The troops are heading home!
My parents were big believers in fate, they always told me, the big g had a plan for me, and that eventually, no matter what I did, I would come around to what he had planned for me. There have been decisions in my life. Decisions that I have solely taken, on my own accord.… Continue reading Fate and Faith
A shift of the hand and the glass tumbles. The water inside sways, gathers momentum, adds to the force exerted by the hand to exaggerate the tumble of the glass. The glass leans forth, standing by merely the edge of the bottom, the water reaching out to almost feel the outside world. Surface tension fights… Continue reading The Fall