Recycled

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

I expect you are probably consoling Vogue and the fashion industry for not being "en vogue".  That's because they're stuck in their old habits and ancient persons.  Who can blame them, right?  What works, works and what's beautiful is beautiful.  So don't break your hearts struggling to be innovative.

So Anna, how about that free subscription to Vogue now?  Actually, I don't want it anymore.  I've gone back to reading the X-Men.  Ah there's nothing like nostalgia, and I'm getting more out of it now I've become old.  I met Chris Claremont at a Salt Lake City comicon back in the late 80's.  He told me not to be obsessed with the stories, because people are more interested in jerking off.  I think that is especially true since Jim Lee did the pencils.  The superhero aesthetic has since become pretty much the same all across the board in comics and movies.  The X-Men might even be responsible for the intensity of gender confusion we have today, seeing those "men" having such awesome tits and ass.

She got home

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  And chew your food properly before you swallow it.  I love you.

I guess I did get home, so alhamdulillah.  Few people rooted for me, and it got more dangerous when I arrived.  Now I can barely walk.  But here I am, so alhamdulillah.  I need to be married.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

34.  Say, "Verily my Lord does cast the truth: God that has the full knowledge of that is hidden."

Sheba 34:48

Small blessing

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

I guess life is about the small blessings at this time.  I asked Allah for a raise, and it was granted but got hijacked.  Ya Allah, thank You for the raise!  I love You!  I need and would love to go shopping.  I don't have any fruit, but I did get some jellies for RM 1.30.  I took a snapshot of my pies cooking in palm oil.  One's for you, Natty.  You're not here though, so I will eat them both and share the crust with my kitties.  The rest of you folks can make your own pies.  It's not hard, it's just a big curry pup or empanada or whatever.  It is a big meal though, so I guess it's not a small blessing.  Alhamdulillah.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

73.  And believe no one unless he follows your religion.  Say, "True guidance is the guidance of Allah, lest a revelation be sent to someone like unto that which was sent unto you?  Or that those should engage you in argument before your Lord?" Say, "All bounties are in the hand of Allah: God grants them to who God pleases, and Allah cares for all and God knows all things."

The Family of Imran 3:73

Just an average day

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

Not much to report today, it's just an average day.  That's a nice harmonica quartet, don't you agree?  That bass harmonica is impressive.  Dinner was angel hair pasta with mushrooms and beef.  I have a lot of turmeric right now, so I used that with the sauce, which was "sambal tumis"  (blended chillis, onions and "belacan" (fermented shrimp paste) in palm oil).  It was OK.  Needed salt.

Woman of the year

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

That's an interesting video that I found.  The rant is somewhat gibberish, but the message I got is that they want feminists to vote for Trump.  Say what?  Say when?  As for the "Woman of the year" award, I'm not familiar with the magazine that issued it to Dylan.  It might as well be some redneck printing up a few flyers then posting in the ladies restroom.  Why don't the feminists organize their own awards show?  As for Dylan, my view is the same as before: scrawny, unsexy and unfeminine.  It looks like a guy in drag.

They are not of me

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

They are not of me.  The "munafik" are traitors.

And the "Flip the Big Bird" award goes to...

 

Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.

I saw in the news that Meta will enforce subscriptions on the users of Facebook and Instagram.  I guess it's his way of saying that the Metaverse sucks, so it's justified that he treat the rest of us like his employees.  What this means Natty, is when I get blocked out from Instagram, your only means of communicating with me is by email.  How would you treat me then?