Chips & Chunks
I saw “Requiem for a Dream” yesterday night. It is one of those depressing and disturbing drug movies that you admire and you hate yourself for doing so. The film, a beautiful phantasmagoria of self-destructive addictions directed by the audacious Darren Aronofsky, starred Ellen Burstyn as one of the three main characters’ mother; her acting was phenomenally brilliant, to say the very least. In any case, if you do decide to watch this emotional wringer, take a nice, long stroll afterwards in the wonderful weather we have outside.
One of the things that make me beam with pride is forking over exact change. When the cash register flashes a green “1.845 fils,” I quickly rummage through my wallet’s little zipper in hopes of finding the needed silver and copper coins.
I hardly face any traffic when I return home from work. However last Sunday, I was about to run over every churchgoer on Fahad Al-Salem Street. People were carelessly cavorting about on the roads taking no heed to approaching cars, gigantic buses bopped about as they assumed the personality of a MINI Cooper while attempting to squeeze between the traffic, and taxi drivers forwent their car signals and flailed their arms out of their car windows instead so as to warn others where they were maneuvering their darned vehicle. What surprised me the most was that there were no patrol cars around. I almost had a heart attack when an extremely slow driver in front of me at the Sheraton roundabout decided to stop and chat with his friends who were teetering on the curb. It is times like these when I wished I had a basket of rotten eggs by my side.
One of the old Arabic sayings claims that half a woman’s beauty lies in her hair. I tend to agree since long, silky and healthy-looking hair is feminine and sensual. In Kuwait, the other half of a woman’s beauty would lie in the size of her sunglasses. Seriously, I can hardly tell girls apart when they wear their hair in their face with gigantic sunglasses overwhelming their features.
Did you ever repeat a word over and over again out loud until you felt that it does not make any sense? Try it out. Say, “Ridiculous…reedic-youlous…ree-dic-you-lous...
ree----dic----you----lous…..reedicyoulassypoo?”
Speaking of not making sense, I have just discovered that the “d” in Lindt is silent. I used to pronounce it as “Lin-dit,” but after saying it out loud before knowledgeable company, I was laughed at for about ten minutes or so. The proper pronunciation is “Lint.” This makes me think of IKEA. I grew up pronouncing it like the general public does, “ee-kee-yah” as opposed to the proper “eye-kee-yugh.” Either way, I switch between the two depending on who I’m speaking to so as to not seem…reedicyoulassypoo?
MP3's...
Felix Da Housecat - Like Something 4 Porno (Kris Menace Remix)
Felix Da Housecat - Like Something 4 Porno (Armand Van Helden Remix)
Felix Da Housecat - What Does It Feel Like? (Royksopp Return To The Sun Remix)
Daft Punk - Face to face (Cosmo Vitelli Remix)
Stardust - Music Sounds Better With You (Chateau Flight Remix)
Yelle - A Cause Des Garcons (TEPR Remix)
Mylo - Rikki
Mason - Quarter (OriginalMix)
Roger Sanchez - Not Enough (Dirty South Remix)
David Guetta - Baby when the light (Laidback Luke Remix)
Junior Senior - Can I Get Get Get (Gunss 'n' Bombs Jak The Tab Remix)
The Source Ft. Candi Staton - You've Got the Love
Chab & JD Davis - Girlz (Kiko Remix)
Gorillaz - Fire Coming Out of a Monkey's Head
The Postal Service - Nothing Better (Styrofoam Remix)
Sensurround - Blind Faith
Crazy Penis - Bumcop
Solid Gold Easy Amex ft. Red Box - Enjoy (Paul Oakenfold's Future Mix)
Paul Oakenfold - Ready, Steady, Go
Robert Owens - I'll Be Your Friend
at 8:00 AM
13 Comments
refreshing blog as usual Erzulie. Just this morning I was shouting to myself..za7ma ya nas za7maaaaa. the chaos in Kuwait's streets is intolerable.
I used to repeat massachusets..massachusets
mas-sa-chu-sets to myself during my first days in the US . Public schooler *sigh*
The big letters don't spell anything and water, water, water, water.
Yeah .. back to work, meh.
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I hate coins.
7jab and huge sunglasses. Easily a third of all girls in here? I can't agree more with you, they look alike don't they?
Some people here lack individuality, while others abuse it and dye their hair pink or get enormous rims - you get the idea - in order to appear> unique, whereas in all actuality they are as unique as sand in the desert. They all look alike, and it makes me a sad panda.
You know what makes me think this over? Jeff.
Jeff was a guy in college with me. He had pink hair (gasp!), piercings that could easily make the airport's metal detector emit unholy sirens, and he was a 'skaterboi'.
here's the thing: he wrote a novel, and he got a first-class degree (the equivalent of a high A in the US) in electronics.
So you can, apparently, have pink hair and do something sort of unique. Yet to see an example here tho
my comment has nothing to do with the post's subject does it? I'll just be on my way -_-
traveleer: not only is it chaotic, but you have really REALLY stupid and thus, dangerous drivers from all parts of the world. there's the skinny indian man driving for the first time in his life with lil' ol' grandma in the backseat, a turbaned gang of eleven Egyptians from el 9a3eed stuffed in a four-seater car that's falling apart with every mile, the damned student in a cow-like Hummer, the snotty banker with her nose up to her sunroof, and the reckless parent driving the kids to school.
Haha! I could so see Massachusetts (sp?) being a good word. Yeah...*tries it out* good word...
K: Yup they don't. Water's good too...the "T" versus the "warer" pronounciation...
error: all right...
3baid: well i don't hate them i just want them out of my wallet so it won't look like i have a pillow in my bag.
z: well, i've been seeing more big hair and sunglasses than the 7jab bit. and yes, they do look alike. lol @ sad panda :P and no, it didn't have much to do with the post per se, but it's still a lovely comment nevertheless :)
Erzu..
and there is me..the patient modest smiling generous michael-schumacher-like driver... NOT
traveleer: you should've seen my big and wide morning smile when i read your comment... *chuckles* :P
i actually mentioned the Sunday evening church traffic to a co-worker (who happened to be Christian) and he replied, "yeah it's too crowded that night...actually, there was a guy who was hit by a car two days ago..." he turns to my other co-worker who acknowledges what he said, "yeah. he was on the ground...the cops and ambulance were there...was a real mess." i felt awful (!)
Do you have a public e-mail where I can send you songs of new artists that I come across? You seem to apperciate music from diverse genres, and wouldn't mind sharing seeing how you share with us.
I first used Ikea in Germany, so I am stuck saying "eee- kay - yuh"
Big sunglasses, fashionable or not, give you the best protection against cataracts and sun damage.
idiosyncrasy, idiosyncracy, idiosyncraseeeeeeeee
Im with Intlxpatr on the sunglasses. The older you get, the more the sun becomes an issue (which means age 25 and up - sorry, but trust me on this one)
Okh! How did you through that movie without feeling depressed? Beautiful it is though, I agree. Strange, but beautiful.
For me, the most annoying word, the word that makes the least sense ALL THE TIME is the word "panties".
"Panties" "panties" "panties"
See what I mean?
Oh, and speaking of words, do you know what your word verification has just offered me? The letters "peeyeew" LOOOOL!
anon: Thanks! Well, my "public" email is right in my profile. It's erzulie1985@hotmail.com
intlxpatr: Neat, I never heard that pronounciation before. And about the whole sunglasses deal, I heard that continuous use of them are harmful. I have to check up on that though. And what a word! :P~
ms.baker: Yes it was very strange in a morose sort of way, has a lot of moral value in it but it was too melancholy for me. I needed some Beavis & Butthead to lift me up afterwards (I didn't get anything though; I just went to sleep feeling blue). The Burstyn's role was heart-breaking. And yes about panties. Pan-teez. Pan-teezughhh. I can see where you're coming from... And why the heck don't I ever get some cutesy little word verification...lemme see what I have...tiscey...sounds like a cuss word in Hindi.
ma ? u on uppers ma??
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