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    13 juni

    Welcome to Lebanon

    Here we go again...
    if you wonder why i love Lebanon, each of us have his/her own reasons to love their countries... but for me it is the people, the old friends ....
    like, please tell me where else could you  hear something like this :
    "O  Pharoah, who pharoaed you, he said i pharoaed myself nobody returned me" never heard it in English before.. i know i would not hear it in english anywhere else in the whole world.
    hahahhahah
    this is one of many things...
    I love it here even though people keep on nagging about the economy.... but in the other hand when you go out at night every coffee shop every club every street is loaded with people and the most important thing.. ARGILIZzzz...by the way it tastes much better in here, i wonder if it's the polluted air what makes it taste better   
     
    anyway... i'll keep you posted with the latest....
    be good till then....
    Maz
     
     
    02 juni

    Animal Crackers

    Who doesn’t know those cookies the Animal crackers!… ( the ones that when you start eating them you don't stop until it's all gone)

    We’ve been enjoying them for a long time… they taste good and they have nice shapes some are monkeys  some are elephants some horses, whales, tigers…. all different kind of animals.

    What brought this subject is that one of our friend Mindy, was over for dinner 2 days ago and she had her little tiny cute Pomeranian dog “Sassy”… while we were eating, her dog got hungry and she told her to sit so the dog sat… so she gave her a treat…

    What was the treat that what  made us all laugh…. It was a: People Cracker Cookie…. It is a cookie  in the shape of human, different shape, sex  and color…

    So beware of  “animals’ revenge” booooooo…

     

     

    Mr. Merc.

     

    01 juni

    My Angel baby

     
    Give me a better reason to stick to life.....
     
    Mona-Kate
    29 mei

    Patience

     

    I learnt it yesterday from the mail-woman

    I was at work sitting by the window looking outside since the weather was beautiful…. And then the famous small white and blue strips van shows up and gets closer – the mail van- for some reason if you see something everyday, you stop seeing it….isn’t that true ?!....Like a friend that you see every single day or maybe a co-workers or the coffee machine at work or the guy that opens the gate for you, you stop feeling their existence … weird huh… ..

    So anyway the woman is like hmmmmm 50 to 55 years old wears glasses…. Skinny… and definitely wears the post office uniform – blue shorts and blue shirt with a navy blue stripe on the side….

     

    This time I wanted to watch her closely to see what I’m missing everyday.

    She gets close to the mail box she parks her car she stops it and take the keys off, she unbuckle her seat belt she grab the pile of mail that is coming to us she unlock her door get off the car , shut the door, lock it walks toward our box… she drops the mail in it.. and pick up the outgoing mail, she turns around walks back toward her mini van … unlock the door, sit down shut the door lock it put her seat belt start the car and moves away….

    Well her job does not sound that bad, but let me tell you something here….. if I forgot to mention this : this lady got more than 1000 –thousand- stops every single day.

    Yi3ni…. I get tired after filling up gas at the gas station to sit in the car and  put the seat belt back… what if I had to fill up gas 1000 time a day…( I envy those who have full service… where you don’t have to move your butt and get off your car to fill up)

     

    Hahaha that brings back some memory back to my head: my “atheist friend”  one time said something about haven and hell…. He said: ‘Hell is where you find  EVERYTHING  you don’t like on earth’.  

    Simple but meaningful that means if I don’t like someone… imagine that after that I die he or she will be the only one to see every minute.  Nooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooo

    And if I hate a song…..over there it will keep on playing over and over and over and over………..Huge speakers following me everywhere I go…..

     After he told me that … I was like …hmmmmm  after all that girl got some nice things after all…. And that song is not as bad as I thought….. J

     

    Patience…. Is beautiful….  The reason I’m writing about it is that since I was sick for the last 4 days I was unable to smoke  Argileh  and I noticed that it’s really not that hard to stop it if I really want to… since it is all mental so there would be no need to patches or pills or shots… all what it needs is a big dose of patience that I could get from those who were never treated well by life but they are happier than we are.

     

    Mr. Merc

    26 mei

    "Fever Kiss"

    The “fever kiss”… you know what I’m talking about, for those who don’t know… let me tell you

    The fever kiss is that “Zit” or “Acne” that you get inside your mouth  ( disgusting ) it’s painful it sits between your gum and your inner lip… right above your teeth…. Usually it lasts 3 days than disappears by itself… hmmmm….as a traditional,  you know… we are the gods of  herb-remedies since we knew treatment by herbs even before Chinese were born… I was taught that to  get rid of that “Fever Kiss” you need to get a few drops of concentrated Pomegranate  sauce and rub them on it….. it hurts a little bit ( that what they said) but in fact it hurts a bunch…. A LOT….. it’s like pouring a 2 liters of Alcohol on an opened bleeding wound… imagine.

    But it works…( I thought it did) until yesterday…..

    I got home with that pain inside my mouth…. I  flipped my lip over and looked in the mirror to see that white  round thing I was AHA… I gocha … I know how to get rid of you, you little bastard …. I  ran downstairs to the kitchen where I keep the cooking ingredients.. looked through for that famous Pomegranate sauce… luckily I found some so I grabbed it and carefully I poured 3 drops of it in a small plate ( the plate I usually use to feed Kirikou – my cat-) and I ran back upstairs to the mirror  and I dipped my finger tip in the plate It turned black…. And I softly  applied it to my “Fever Kiss” and you know what happened next… tears started dripping off  my eyes  and PAINNNNNNNNNNNNN…….

    And since I’m tough.. ( at least that what I kept on convincing myself) I stayed cool and patient… until the pain went away… so I walked to my bed and I went to sleep….

    This morning when I woke up……… guess what!! It was……. Yep still there not only that… I had a high FEVER too……. , I also had ( and till this moment have)  sore throat as well as flu.

     

    Morale : it is called "Fever Kiss" for a reason. it's like "passionate kiss".... "good night kiss"..... "a kiss goodbye".... you should expect what comes next..

     

    Mr. Merc.

    24 mei

    Destiny

    Sonnet LXXXI
     
      And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.
    Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.
    The night turns on its invisible wheels,
    and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber.

    No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,
    we will go together, over the waters of time.
    No one else will travel through the shadows with me,
    only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

    Your hands have already opened their delicate fists
    and let their soft drifting signs drop away; your eyes closed like two gray
    wings, and I move

    after, following the folding water you carry, that carries
    me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.
    Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.

    Pablo Neruda
    22 mei

    King Kong

    It was Beauty that killed the Beast.!

    Have you seen King Kong….?

    That is the best sentence in the whole movie… that’s why I guess they left it till the end.

    Since there is something says: keep the best for last.

    Meaningful  and true…. Specially when you have a huge heart like King Kong’s…

    Weird how this body organ can ignite a spark  that could change  life for ever.. if you’re lucky you’ll survive otherwise it could be lethal .. or It could live with you just like a deep scare that only you can feel.

    10 mei

    Joke to guess

    Why do women have smaller feet than men?
    ( the answer would be displayed on May 20 2006)
    After putting the right answer
    and since i'm getting all kind of answers..
    i'll pick the funniest, the average and the silliest  answer...
     
    FUNNY      :- i think because women have bigger heart so we don't need also big feet(hahahah...
                       - because hey have bigger brain...for equilibrium.
                       - cause we r smarter it's obvious tata
    AVERAGE :  UMMMM I DONT KNOW Y
    SILLY        : i think it's bcs ur body is bigger so u need bigger feet
                      
     
    and the answer is:  So they can stand closer to the sink ( and wash  dishes )

    Old Song..my friends

    Those were the days, my friend
    We thought they'd never end
    We'd sing and dance forever and a day
    We'd live the life we choose
    We'd fight and never lose
    For we were young and sure to have our way
    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la

    Then the busy years went rushing by us
    We lost our starry notions on the way
    If by chance I'd see you in the tavern
    We'd smile at one another and we'd say

    Those were the days, my friend
    We thought they'd never end
    We'd sing and dance forever and a day
    We'd live the life we choose
    We'd fight and never lose
    Those were the days
    Oh, yes, those were the days
    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la

    Just tonight I stood before the tavern
    Nothing seemed the way it used to be
    In the glass I saw a strange reflection
    Was that lonely woman really me?

    Those were the days, my friend
    We thought they'd never end
    We'd sing and dance forever and a day
    We'd live the life we choose
    We'd fight and never lose
    Those were the days
    Oh, yes, those were the days
    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la

    Through the door there came familiar laughter
    I saw your face and heard you call my name
    Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser
    For in our hearts the dreams are still the same...

    Those were the days, my friend
    We thought they'd never end
    We'd sing and dance forever and a day
    We'd live the life we choose
    We'd fight and never lose
    Those were the days
    Oh, yes, those were the days
    La la la la la la
    La la la la la la

    Pretty Friend

    There’s a girl I know with a poison rose
    She’s gonna bring her I suppose

    Everybody got a pretty friend
    The words they buy The time they spend
    Goodnight

    When her friend’s around She disappears
    Amid the broken stems And tears


    It’s a bitter pill And it’s hard to swallow
    She could take the lead But she never follows

    The bed of roses Turn to nails
    The best laid plans
    Always fail
    Goodnight

    When "Change" changes..


    What will happen to change?
    Will change change as all things?
    Or will it develop immunity
    And embrace hypocrisy?
    Will change resist change
    And go against its doctrinaire?
    Why, will change change not
    Should nothing be permanent, even change?
    Since change is also a thing.

    Our world changes daily by seconds
    Our lives in the roller-coaster of time
    The noon gives way to the moon
    The dawn turns dusk
    At intersections of these:
    One enters, another exits
    One moans, another mourns
    One rejoices, one regrets
    In the spate and space of time;
    A jungle becomes a haven
    The oblivious became renowned
    Riches become ruins
    All on the altar of change

    Ifedayo Oshin
    04 mei

    Satisfied....

    We human must be glad that god does not grant us all what we wish for...

     

     Since  i'm working on my (1000 and 2 nights)...I’ll tell you this story...

                One day an airplane crashed in the desert, miraculously three ( Arab )men survived the crash..

    They spent 3 days wandering in the desert, until one day they saw a castle -(not the Wa7ash ‘s castle)- they ran to see if there is anybody there that would help them…. They knocked on the huge door …suddenly  a big Genie opened and invited them in…. after they told him what brought them there…The sweet Genie felt bad for them… so he took them to a room where there was a huge swimming pool filled with crystal crisp water….

    They were so glad to see the water after a 3 days of thirst …immediately they wanted to jump in it but the Genie held them back and told them… “ my dear friends… this pool is not everything… it’s only a part of my gift to you …. The special thing about this pool is that before you jump in,  you make a wish… and any thing you wish for… you would find waiting for you inside it….

    The amazed men did not believe what they heard … so the Genie asked the first one to make his wish and jump in …

    That guy looked inside that pool and said : let there be naked gorgeous women from all different type and color…., and ran, and jumped off the diving board right in  the pool…. “Pufff” and there was it…. Women from all sizes color and shape….. people on Mars could hear that guy’s laughs …” 7arimzzz 7arimzzz jamilat..hahahahaha”

    The other two men did just not believe what they were seeing …

    The second man was very excited… so he ran off the board wishing to find Gold coins surrounding him…. And “Puffff” there was the gold.. a huge pool filled with Gold … again people on Mars could hear he laughs “Zahab Zahab…hahahaa”….

    Now… the third man’s turn….he had a lot to think of before he jumps off the board… so he started running… and while he was about to pronounce his wish… he was about to slip off the board so what he said was: “ w-a##”…..

    And there was a huge One taking the whole pool waiting for him to land on it…” also people on mars could hear that man SCREAMING….NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

     

    (Beware what you wish for)

     

    Mr. Merc. “The Wa7ash”

     
    01 mei

    The Princess and the Monster

    One time there was a monster his name was "The Wa7esh" ,

    he decided to get married.... so all the women in town came to propose to him...

    he was a stuck-up.... so he refused all of them....

    and he sold his castle and moved away… far away.. where he found himself a nice neighborhood and he built his new castle there… a few years later… he met that woman that seduced him and took advantage of him…. He turned into a sweet “Wa7esh” then he married her and lived with her happily ever after…. Not mentioning that he got a little Baby Wa7esh  Princess  that he named : “Zooooooooooooooooooooooooooooubzoub”

    28 april

    Her Lovers

    blessed to know her then
    where days said we are to last
    write the new lines of fire
    lightly easy and with pleasure
    dear...my dearest of all men and creatures
    my gift to never lose
    be my best


    she didn't love me i saw felt and heard
    now a man on the wait
    a look far everywhere
    a look at the hour today
    not to meet him or even uncode his world
    i only went into the watch

    then a man was on
    just a simple name
    no secrets no charms no answer to love
    soon the land of days brought another seed visible
    out of all answers again
    worries went same equal big painful and plain


    she was after forms at times
    space of fun at times
    and hours like her at times
    sad much was not all that
    sad was she wanted places in the life
    and every time


    i was left aside
    then talked with
    into be the lasting...be what i want
    set passion aside it might prove wrong
    take all of me take me free to love
    you will get the lover pass
    the love do and the lover cry

    then she was a beauty
    and i was a dictionary a spy and a magic sword
    did she find a place in life
    she will never hold to answer
    she is smart
    she is sad

    25 april

    Mona-Kate's birthday...

    365 Days from today....

    My life was changed

    a new star was born...

    April 25th 2005...

    ( i know... the last syrian soldier left Lebanon that day....as well)

    but for me... it was a Brand new day...my angel was born that day... Mona-Kate

    Julia and i spent 3 days at the hospital … then we came home with baby Mona-Kate …

    It felt kinda weird …we left the house as 2… we came back 3.

    few times… I said to myself … ( what the hell did I do , what was i thinking..!!)… hihih

    I mean … I was not used to the idea.. that another soul lives with us under the same roof… it is weird – only people with children know what I’m talking about…-

    You know… having kids is even harder than getting married ( sorry Julia )

    It’s a: “no going back” thing …. It’s not like buying a car a boat or a house that you can always exchange…… it’s a baby…. That you’re stuck with until the end of life…

    The twist was: that you have to think about things three times now before you do them…

    I noticed that one day when I was fixing the Satellite Dish at home… usually I would jump down from high places … that time I could not do it … my legs would not go… it’s not like getting coward or anything… I tried to understand why  can’t I jump… it was always Mona’s picture and her mum in my head…. I got worried that if anything happens to me… what would they do... without me.? !!

    It was that day when I realized that fatherhood is not only being a Dad.. it’s much more

    It’s being the baby’s immortal God.. the whole thing in the baby’s life…the protector the provider the lover the guard the servant the slave the… you name it…..

    But the pain fades away when my baby  holds me tight and squeezes me and taps on my shoulder….. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ( I haven’t got it on the video camera yet.. but I'm  sure I will )…

    Definitely since that day my life has changed… I’m still the same though…. The same Maz … but Maz with strings attached now….

     

    Happy Birthday  Mona, Zoubzoub, Katy kate, Zoubitta, Bonitta, Mona Cake….

    22 april

    Too much Love would Kill you...

    ( An email i recieved today)- Thank you Inass
     
    Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a

    hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who

    was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only

    chance of recovery appeared to be a blood

    transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had

    miraculously survived the same disease and had

    developed the antibodies needed to combat the

    illness. The doctor explained the situation to her

    little brother, and asked the little boy if he would

    be willing to give his blood to his
    sister.



    I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a

    deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it, if it will

    save her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in

    bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did,

    seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his

    face grew pale and his smile faded.



    He looked up at the doctor and asked with a

    trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away?"



    Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the

    doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his

    sister all of his blood in order to save her.

    17 april

    FM vs AM

    We are the FM.. Radio signal  we come in the type of stereo very loud and clear no static  enjoyable …

    We are the music of life the Romantic the Heavy Metal the Pop the Rap….

     

    Yet we know that the Others exist as well, they come in the form of AM Radio signal…

    They are static-y and Mono but they exist we know they do, but we always try to ignore them… because life is too short to worry about everything in it…

     

    Good thing that we only focus on things that come in type of stereo, otherwise God would have created us with one ear.

     

    It's up to you to analyze it...

     

    Mr. Merc

    06 april

    Nose

     

    Improving Form And Function Of The Nose

    Each year thousands of people undergo surgery of the nose. Nasal surgery may be performed for cosmetic purposes, or a combination procedure to improve both form and function. It also may alleviate or cure nasal breathing problems, correct deformities from birth or injury, or support an aging, drooping nose.

    Patients who are considering nasal surgery for any reason should seek a doctor who is a specialist in nasal airway function, as well as plastic surgery. This will ensure that efficient breathing is as high a priority as appearance.

     

    Dear don't be afraid.... we're all gonna be praying for you...

    we'll miss that piece of you...

     

    Mr. Merc

    Dance

    I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
    You get your fill to eat
    But always keep that hunger
    May you never take one single breath for granted
    God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
    I hope you still feel small
    When you stand by the ocean
    Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
    Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance

    And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
    I hope you dance

    I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
    Never settle for the path of least resistance
    Living might mean taking chances
    But they're worth taking
    Lovin' might be a mistake
    But it's worth making
    Don't let some hell bent heart
    Leave you bitter
    When you come close to selling out
    Reconsider
    Give the heavens above
    More than just a passing glance

    And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance 
    Time is a real and constant motion always
    Rolling us along
    Tell me who
    Wants to look back on their youth and wonder
    Where those years have gone
     
    Lee Ann Womack
    Brought to you by
    Mr. Merc
    03 april

    X and Y

    Please see photo...
     
     
     
    Mr. Merc