Qur'an 20140529

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

41.  We have explained variously in this Qur'an, in order that they may receive admonition, but it only increases their flight.

42.  Say, "If there had been gods with God as they say, behold!  They would certainly have sought out a way to the Lord of the Throne!"

The Night Journey  17:41-42
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If there had been gods with God as they say, behold!  They would certainly have sought out a way to the Lord of the Throne!

Letter to Julia 20140528

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

Hi there, my most precious and beautiful wives.  How are you feeling today, my slick Julia?  I do so admire your cool but intense demeanor.  I love you, and I need you.  And how are those emotions of yours, my sweet Erin?  Sincerely, your pure and golden heart shines to me in my dreams.  I love you, and I need you.

I couldn't do much of anything yesterday evening because of the sporadic rain.  There was enough of a gap in the rain for me to run over to the night market, and buy some cuttlefish to make my Mama's famous Squid Stir Fry.  I ate it with rice, I was stuffed, and I have plenty left over.  This evening I harvested the last of the mangoes, and a whole bunch of lemongrass.  Can't do much with just lemongrass, but it's going to add some kick to my steak, and my sardine dip.

As for Kitten TV, Bat Cat has finally opened his eyes.  All my kittens have runny noses, but I'm kind of worried about Batty, because he stretches out his neck like a terrapin, gasping for air.  Both he and Hepzibah have lost interest in feeding.  Ya Allah, please heal and protect all my kitties.  His mother isn't impressed with his behavior.  She was the first to catch a cold by the way, so that's how it passed on to the babies.  So she sits on Batty, kicks him, then stuffs a nipple into his open mouth.  Perhaps she thinks he's being overly dramatic?  I don't know.  I love all my kitties, so I worry.  Bat Cat is the runt of the bunch, so I'm especially worried about him.  It doesn't seem like he would survive this crisis.  The vet said that there's nothing able to do, because the kittens are too small.  Any medication has to be administered to the mother to be fed to the babies, but if they're not feeding, then I can only watch.  Chee Cheah has complete disdain for Floofy and her brood.  She hisses at them from a distance, and isolates herself outside during the day.  But she is an old kitty, so I have to go and fetch her to keep her indoors at night.  She's a grand old lady, but she is old, and is beginning to wobble in her walk, just like a kitten.

Letter to Julia 20140525

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

Hello there, my dearest wives.  How are you feeling today?  Please know and feel secure that I love you, I love you, and I need you, I need you.  Would you like to watch TV?  Right now, I'm watching "Kurt Cobain: the last 48 hours".  I would never keep diaries like he did.  I hate that shit.  Who really gives a shit about my feelings and my problems anyway, besides Allah?  Sorry for swearing.  I don't think I'm special.  I don't want people to know about me.  I'm like Buddy Rivell in the movie "3 O'Clock High" when he said, "I don't like it when people know about me.  I don't like it when anybody knows about me"  These letters to you are the closest thing the humans are going to get for an autobiography.  They should have caught me when I was young.  Let them worship and fear Allah instead.

But really, I'm a big fan of Kitten TV!  Bob Cat was the first to open his eyes!  Another first for Bobby-Wobby!  He took a good look at me, and yawned.  Hepzibah was the next to open her eyes.  She did so gradually, about the size of a pinhole, took a good glance at me, and started crying.  So I immediately gave her back to her Mommy.  Bat Cat has yet to open his eyes.  The baby cats don't really make much of a mess.  I guess they're too young to lick their own butts, plus they only drink milk, so they have Mommy to lick their butts for them.  Humans don't do that.  We're going to have to use diapers, and toilet paper.  And lots of water.

Letter to Julia 20140524

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

Hello there, my dearest wives.  How are you feeling, my love, my love?  You are the light, hope and pride of my life.  The are very, very few women as beautiful as you, and they know it.  You are so beautiful, and I love you, I love you so much.  I need you, I need you.  I will not abandon you my love, my love.  InshaAllah.

Oh, the mundane hurts my feet.  I spent the evening cutting the grass at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  I did the nearly whole area in one go, and I'm limping right now.  Then I did my laundry.  My washer broke down, so I do my laundry by hand now.  I'm usually naked when I wash my clothes.  It's just more convenient that way: I shower and do laundry at the same time.  Entertaining, huh?  Not.  I was too lazy to cook, so I bought some rice at Ina's.  One of those damned stink beetles flew into my sushi last night.  Gag.  It only ruined 2 rolls.  The vet gave some anti-itch pills for Chee Cheah, so I fed her a quarter.  Thus, she's been very demure lately, almost guilty.  Occasionally, I borrow a kitten from Floofy.  Can I borrow a kitten?  Oh, they are so adorable and tiny.  I think this weekend, some eyes will be open.  InshaAllah.

Letter to Julia 20140522

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

Hello there, my beloved Julia and Erin.  How are you feeling, my dearest wives?  How are those precious emotions?  Of course I want to be with you, my beloved heart.  I love you, I love you with all my heart.  So please be patient, please don't be sad.  I want to be with you, I want us to be together, always.  I need you, I need you.

Lonely people love cats, and I'm lonely without you.  It has been all Kitten TV here for me, that I've been neglecting my own TV station.  I love kittens.  I wish you were here with me, and we would snuggle, have a pizza, and watch Kitten TV with me.  I could sit for hours and ponder on the blind little kittens wrestiling with each other for the "Preferred Nipple".  I had always intended to move the little darlings inside, but it was to my convenience that Floofy gave birth outside.  It was perfect timing when I moved them inside, because the rain began to pour buckets that night.  Poor little Floofy.  She's an indoors cat now, she can't raise her kittens in that cage, even though it's sheltered and only a door away.  So the nest is now in my kitchen, and I spend my cooking and meal times watching the babies sleep. Alhamdulillah.

Letter to Julia 20140520

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

Well, it looks like it's going to be cat tails for a while.  Let's start with Chee Cheah.  Monday morning, and I was preparing to take her to the vet for her antifungal shot.  I usually let her out of the house right at the dawn prayer, but this time I didn't.  The vet opens at 8:30am, so I take my time, and whip up breakfast then take a shower.  Then the cat starts screaming and limping.  I get freaked out and think she broke her leg of course, but it's still an hour before the vet.  So I coop her in her travel basket, and try to take a short nap.  At the vet, he says there's nothing wrong with her.  So either she's throwing a tantrum about going to the vet, or she's jealous over the kittens, or she's a hypochondriac.  Great.

I've been keeping Floofy and her kittens in a little cupboard, in the cage where I store my motorcycle at night.  Which is safe from animals the size of a cat or larger, but not from snakes and mice, and not from the wet and the cold.  Indoors is better, InshaAllah.  So I place her and the kittens in a large box while I move the little cupboard indoors.  But the young mother rejected what I chose for her, and started to move her brood.  Eventually she chose the crevice under my stove top where I put my LPG cylinder.  So I had to move the cylinder, and make a bed for Floofy and her kittens right in the middle of my kitchen.  Great.

I don't think you would tolerate such a situation, but you're not here.  The kittens are awfully cute, though.  I think the white kitten will grow up to be a calico like her mother, but whiter with a short tail.  Her name is Hepzibah.  Then there's the black and white Bat Cat clone, which is awesome because Bat Cat isn't the father.  His name is Bat Cat.  Floofy's first choice kitten, the first kitten she chose to move, looks kind of like the father except he has a straight tail, and he's a darker kitty.  His name is Bob Cat.  The father is a slender grey cat with long legs, and stripes on the legs.  He hangs around the homestead at all times.  I don't have a name for him: he's not my cat.  I don't know how Chee Cheah will react to the new living arrangements.  I need to get used to it myself.  Right now, she's moping over at Casa de Julia inshaAllah.  Ya Allah, please protect and heal all my kitties.

Of course you are my wives inshaAllah, and I love you, I love you.  And I need you, I need you.  Please join me in Islam.  Please maintain your prayers, and don't forget to enjoy all sorts of food while keeping to the rules.  God must be the most underestimated Being ever.  But who really cares about the skeptics?  Allah has put you at the top of the world, as per our marriage.  InshaAllah, we will have security and happiness in this life as well as the Hereafter.

Letter to Julia 20140518

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

I'm sorry my dearest wives, but yesterday was the king's birthday, so it was a public holiday.  I didn't think the Internet cafe I always go to would be closed, though.  Gah!  As you know, I always plan my letters, and I don't like to write them live, and this is the only place in town that takes my USB drive.  Gah again!  In the meanwhile, Floofy gave birth to 3 beautiful kittens!  Aw!  They are so tiny!  They are a quiet bunch for some reason, but very energetic, and always squirming about.  Subhanallah!  Alhamdulillah!  Lailahaillallah!  Allahuakbar!  I love kittens!  One is a dark calico, almost like a dark tiger type.  One is a carbon copy of my Batty Watty Bat cat!  Strange that Bat Cat isn't the father.  The last is a white kitten with small blonde and black patches.  I'm going to name them Bat Cat, the white one Hepzibah, and I don't know what to name the striped one yet.  Ya Allah, please protect my kitties.  Ya Allah, please protect my Julia and Erin.  I love them, and I need them.