Monday, January 8, 2007

spike



this is an old commercial that i've seen a time ago , and i found it in the You Tube galaxy lately, a great one if u r a fan of that cover of "Tainted Love" by Soft Cell. Dir: Spike Jones

Fast times at Antonio Machado


In a 0 C temperature we won 10 matches out of 11 , but i scored only 2 personal lame goals , this is a bad sign for rest of the week, and the final sad result of my soccer weekly date with the nice brazilian gang.

People always blame me of taking my own performence at soccer matches , and more with basketball matches in a super serious way , to the limits!!. they told me all the time "we play for fun!!", and i never understood this word "FUN" means?!!...losing is fun?...playing like shit is fun?!...to share the same obsessions with ur mates is not fun?!! bieng for couple of hours a part of a winning team even with strangers is not fun?!!

Playing a good match could make my whole week, sometimes for the whole month. maybe these soccer matches r the only indication for me to know my state of mind in this cold city , is the best indication for a rabbit like me wating for the winter to end. a soccer match is like a microchip device of everything u can find in this life.Having a bad luck , finding harmony with others , facing the truth as it is if u sucked , or played the best two hours ever, it's the most amusing test u will go through in ur life.

In my first day with them at the Sporting Center of Antonio Machado , i scored 4 goals in 4 matches ( i am talking like a NBA commentator now) they even called me
"El Crack" (that means the big star), and to hear that from a brazlilian soccer players this like winning a little oscar. this weekend i sucked , and everybody wondered "what's wrong with u?", and my friend Roberto Wagner answered for me "nothing , he is in youm na7sooh!!". there is nothing like having a bad day in a soccer match.

Lest we forget


Thank god I don't have a sister to worry about in Cairo. I was appalled, like many others, by the mass-sexual harassment that took place in downtown Cairo last Eid (feast). Just seeing those sexual predators preying on two women in that youtube video made my body shiver and my blood pressure hit the ceiling.


Now I now that everybody has already tore this subject apart and discussed reasons and solutions, and that everybody cursed those bastards with all the obscenity possible. But I see that people are forgetting, and as usual, letting it go, as if nothing ever happened.


Today the police decreed that there will be no more dancing in front of movie theatres, as if that was the reason all that happened. Although some would like to believe it. But sexual harassment has always been in the undercurrent of the thread of Egyptian society. And even all the way here in Miami, I still feel worried and aggrevated.


I have not known one single girl/women in Cairo that has either been approached, groped, molested, abused verbally or physically, been called a whore/bitch, looked at lustfully or ass-grabbed.


When this first started, everybody was infuriated, and some certain bloggers were aiming to start a national awareness campaign, but I don't see any action, and the candle has faded.


Without any further commenting on this subject, I'm going to post these two links for people to remember.



Bowl full of Ants!


I have always suffered from weight problems, all my life. Going back and forth between the 80 - 120 kgs zone, my body has become more of an accordion. I have tried all the different diets you can ever imagine. Yoghurt diets, fruit diets, south beach diet, atkins, starvation...you name it. Some of them worked, most of them didn't.


Anyhow, I recently decided to go at it again, and start going to the gym, and eating healthy. I went yesterday to the supermarket and bought some cereal and milk. I was very excited about it. Haven't had cereal in a while. I pour some into the bowl, milk and all. Sat down in front of my TV, and start chomping. The initial taste was amazing, I have to say, then it started tasting like a mixture of blood and iron.


I look at the bowl, and there they are, swimming, dead..trying to make it out of there, a thousand ants. For a second there, I was like wow, I've just eaten a horrendous number of ants, and they didn't taste that bad.


I think it's an omen. My first step towards a healthier me, and I kick it off with an amazing bowl of ants. Must be that new protein diet everybody's talking about!