Letter to Julia 20140405

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

So I suppose this means while the rainfall is unpredictable right now, I may not be able to blog on time.  Well, only Allah can bring down the rain.  But please know deep down in your heart that I love you, I love you.  I will always love you, I will always love you.

Anyway after vacuum cleaning my room, I'm back to continue writing this letter.  I hate house cleaning!  This was after dinner, where I took the last of the squid I minced with onions and mixed it with the leftover stuffing I made for the fish.  Minced squid by itself always seems to end up as squid burger.  This leads me to the conclusion that baby squid is only useful for fried calamari and stuffing wontons.  Unless I want to try a cheeseburger made of minced squid.  As you can tell, I like to experiment with food.  This mentality is a by-product of poverty, is to test the variations and limits of whatever is available, or in the cooler at the time.  But it's such a fun thing to do, I would most likely continue the habit even if Allah granted me all the money in the world.  Wanna squid shepherd's pie?  Squidwurst?  I got it!  I can use a bigger squid as casing!  I think I'll try mixing squid with potatoes next.

Letter to Julia 20140403

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

I was all prepared to go and blog yesterday after my voice training, but I had to postpone it because of the weather.  I didn't mean to delay my love letter, but I couldn't risk traveling on my motorcycle in the rain, if I were to catch a cold then I can't sing.  If I could control the weather, then I would have stopped the rain so I could go out and write to my beautiful wives.  But I'm merely a mortal, so I spent the time cooking up the stuffing for my fish that is to be grilled tomorrow for lunch inshaAllah.  It's not that I love you less.  I love you with all of my heart, and I want to marry you.  You are the most beautiful women in the world to me, and I love you so much.  Please forgive me.  I am so blessed that you exist and are in my life, and I am so grateful to Allah for my Julia and Erin.  Thank you for your love.  For what it's worth, I also posted yesterday's letter for you to read if you wish.  And it's raining right now.  I love you, I love you.  I need you, I need you.

Letter to Julia 20140402

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

So I bought some fish over at the night market Monday.  Allah granted me a little knowledge in cooking, so I don't buy food that's already prepared.  Hardly ever, rather.  I know what my stomach can handle, and I can cook what I feel like eating.  Alhamdulillah.  I have kind of a "white man's stomach".  But I LOVE sushi.  so for a bargain, I acquired some snapper, grouper, and scad.  Snapper and grouper are white meat fishes.  Grouper is kind of slimy to deal with, while snapper isn't slimy at all.  Obviously the best fish is snapper, with with shining and transparent white meat.  But scaling the fish and removing the pin bones is tedious.  The scad I plan to grill on Thursday, inshaAllah.  It's a rather big fish, so I thought maybe I'll hollow it out and save the meat.  Scad is supposed to be a red meat fish, but when I opened it up, the flesh was white.  Which scared me a little, so I'm not having scad for sushi.  It's now Tuesday night, and I've had sushi everyday.  I'm stuffed.  You must really try snapper sushi.  I'll make some for you, inshaAllah.  I love you, I love you.  Wanna come over for grilled fish lunch Thursday?

Letter to Julia 20140331

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

As you know, little Floofy Ramadan will be having kittens, inshaAllah.  Her pregnancy is just starting to show, and it's affecting her balance.  She tried to jump onto the chair, but she couldn't make it all the way, and she flopped over and landed on her butt.  I thought she would be OK just hanging around the compound during the day, then spending her nights in the house, after all, it is kind of hot and dry right now.  Ugh.  I hate hot weather.  Thank Allah for air conditioning.  Well, one day she didn't report home one night, and I got all stressed out.  Then when she casually came strolling in the next afternoon, I asked her, "Where have you been?  Wandering around when you're pregnant?  How could you?"  She replied "Meow," which I'm sure implied, "Yeah, yeah".  Serves me right for asking a cat rhetorical questions.  So I sentenced Floofy to be imprisoned to the house until her kittens are strong enough to wander around.

Which started my thinking, should I keep you prisoner to the house when you're pregnant?  No, you're not a cat.  I wouldn't want to leave you alone even to throw out the trash, but I would stock up on emergency rations anyhow.  Perhaps a truck full of canned and dried foods, and a dozen giant bottles at any given time filled with drinking water, 6 full canisters of LPG gas, etc etc.  If you want a pizza, we can just call Domino's or something.  should I barricade the door?  You're going to have to follow to Friday prayers.  They have a separate and air conditioned room for the women now.  Please don't go wandering around when you're pregnant.  Take me along.  Let's just stay here, OK?  I love you, I love you, and I need you, I need you.

Qur'an 20140331

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

106.  And most of them believe not in Allah without associating with God!

107.  Do they then feel secure from the coming against them of the covering veil of the wrath of Allah, or of the coming against them of the Hour, all of a sudden, while they perceive not?

108.  Say you, "This is my Way.  I do invite unto Allah, on evidence clear as the seeing with one's eyes, I and whoever follows me.  Glory to Allah!  And never will I join gods with Allah!"

109.  Nor did We send before you any but men, whom We did inspire, living in human habitations.  Do they not travel through the earth, and see what was the end of those before them?  But the home of the Hereafter is best, for those who do right.  Will you not then understand?

110.  Until when Our messengers giveup hope, and think they were treated as liars, there reaches them Our help,and those whom We will are delivered into safety.  But never will be warded off Our punishment from those who are in sin.

Joseph 12:106-110
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This is my Way.  I do invite unto Allah, on evidence clear as the seeing with one's eyes, I and whoever follows me.  Glory to Allah!  And never will I join gods with Allah!

Letter to Julia 20140329

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hello there most beautiful in the world Julia and Erin.  I love you, I love you.  I've decided that stuffing seafood with seafood doesn't work.  Because it confuses the palate.  Perhaps if it were the stuffing were the same type of meat as the thing it was stuffing, then it might be better.  I don't know.  From now on, I'm stuffing my fish with aromatic herbs and spices only.  I still have a lot of blended squid and onion left, so I made some squid balls.  Oh, you didn't know squid had balls?  Oh, ha ha.  Here the locals often cook with squid balls, fish balls, etc.  Basically like meatballs.  I made my squid balls with rice flour.  I fried them up, and they browned nicely and looked and smelled great.  Smelled like squid, but tasted like steamed rice.  Not unpalatable, but a failure.  I want my squid balls to taste like squid.  I'm haven't been fortunate with squid lately.  In my cooking, that is.

Letter to Julia 20140326

In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Merciful.

Hello, my dearest wives.  You are my love and my life, and I love you with all my heart.  I was searching for Julia at Victoria's Secret for my TV station yesterday, so I was trawling through videos looking and looking for my Julia.  Now you know I don't hunt for Julia anymore on the Internet because I don't want to come across any bad news and/or lies: at least I have my bubble of fantasy to help sustain my optimism, but I thought Victoria's Secret would be an OK source for me to see my Julia again.  I found lots of Erin, but no Julia.  You're so secretive, Julia.  I bet I'm more secretive than you, though.  I'm sorry I couldn't wait around to drool over you Erin, because my Internet time was short, and I had to find as much of Julia at Victoria's Secret as quickly as possible.  I didn't, so it looks like Shadowplay TV is going to be heavy on Erin over Julia.  Please forgive me Julia my dearest heart.  I thank you for your love and patience with me.  But I suppose Erin is the queen of Victoria's Secret, while Julia is the quenn of everything else.  That's a rather nice arrangement.  You are my Queens.  You are not just you anymore, you are me.  You are MINE, MINE.
 
On the menu for dinner tonight is sushi.  The fish is torpedo scad, with eggs and chives.  My Dad got me an extra large scad, so I hollowed it out, and will grill the rest tomorrow inshaAllah.  I think I'll stuff it with squid meatballs.  Yeah, I bought a kilo of baby squid at the night market Monday, so I blended it up with onions, after removing the spines and ink sacs.  Baby squid is tedious.  But anyway, I made 24 man-sized sushi rolls.  I ate 18 of them so I'm stuffed, so you both can have the last 6.  Oh, you want more?  I thought you were models.  OK OK, I'll make you more.  Because I love you, I love you.  But tomorrow it's extra laps on the treadmill.