Letter to Erin 20150714

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

Wow, I didn't even know that it's the 20th anniversary of Live Aid.  I was just watching Shadowplay TV when Michael Hutchence came on.  It's not luck, people.  Nor coincidence.  It's the Grace of Allah.  Believe it or don't.  And Glory to Allah.

Good evening, my beautiful Erin.  It has been raining all day, and it's raining right now.  I caught somewhat of a fever early this morning with a sore throat, so I won't be going anywhere tonight.  I fasted as usual, and I have no intention nor desire of skipping out on my worship of fasting during Ramadan.  I slept most of the day, and I sang only the easy songs for voice training: none of that high pitched stuff.  I was unable to medicate myself all day, but I just took a couple of aspirin and cough syrup.  I took it easy all day, if you would discount playing "Extreme Road Trip 2".

Oh I saw that Victoria's Secret ad on YouTube with you, Candice and Alessandra.  You all look current, and it was posted as current, but I also get the feeling that it was made in 2012.  I also saw that Vogue Turkey piece.  Didn't I tell you that what fascinates them is your smooth white skin and blonde hair?  I want you to know how beautiful you are, you are so very beautiful, Erin.  I love you, and I need you.

Letter to Erin 20150713

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

I don't believe that Michael Hutchence and Paula Yates were intentionally set up to be lovers.  I believe that Michael, by due of his personality, seduced Paula (intentionally or not), and from there other things happened.  Michael and Paula insisted that they were being monitored.  But what would be the purpose of bugging and shadowing them?  They were not a particularly important couple.  Rather because of their habits, they would be easy to kill.  Perhaps the angle is that the real target was not Michael and Paula, but Sir Bob Geldof.  Given the golden opportunity of Michael stealing Paula away, some people would use the lives of this ill-fated couple to bring down Sir Bob.  It was a flimsy plot.

I'm sitting here waiting to break fast as usual, and watching TV.  What's on now is Ultravox live, singing "All Stood Still".  Why would there be intrigue over Band Aid?  The most obvious reason is that the rulers of many African nations are brutal and violent crooks.  But anyway, for dinner is a sausage calzone and bread sticks.  And a date, with grape juice.  Would you care to join me?  I love you, and I need you.  So cheer up, my melancholy baby.  You are the most beautiful girl in the world to me.

Letter to Erin 20150712

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

Hi there, my beautiful Erin.  How art thou, Sweetie?  I'm sitting here writing to you my beloved, I'm watching Jerry Springer.  "It's not my baby," again.  I spent the evening clearing out the small jungle at the side of the road opposite of your house inshaAllah.  I find the best way to clear out thick scrub is a hand pruner and a lot of patience.  I wish I had a chainsaw, but since I don't, I have to clear out all the smaller branches and all the vines, so I can have a clear shot with my machete.  No it's not my property, but it's everybody's problem.  Suppose one cobra meets one elementary school kid walking home, and who are they going to blame?  Me?  It's not my property.

I'm studying the case of Michael Hutchence right now.  I just barely got started, so I don't have much of a grasp yet.  I don't think he was a particularly great guy, but it always makes me suspicious when celebrities are found naked when dead.  I do sense a certain claustrophobia.  Otherwise, there doesn't seem to be any clues at all of outside influence in his death.  Paula Yates claimed it wasn't suicide, but she died of a heroin overdose 3 years later.  It's the love intrigue that fascinates me (she was still married to Sir Bob when this video came out.  All in the name of entertainment, I suppose.  Or even humanity.  But certainly not in the name of charity.)  So I do feel bad for Sir Bob Geldof.  It's probably because I have Live Aid in my heart.  No, he doesn't have the proper type of influence to have them killed.

I promise you with Allah as my witness that I am faithful to you, and I don't slut around.  I want you to please keep chaste and patient, and pray that Allah will bring us together in marriage soon.  Yeah, go ahead and work on your career now that you're at the top.  Please try not to party, and stay home if you're not working.  Yeah, we don't have any privacy.  Oh well.  Please know that you are loved.  I love you, and I need you.

Letter to Erin 20150711

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

Hello there Erin, my most beautiful beloved.  How are you feeling today?  I pray you are feeling healthy and happy.  I'm doing OK, waiting here as usual to break my fast.  It will be the Eid next Friday, so I'm busy cutting grass. making the outside look somewhat presentable.  I cleared up my grandparents' grave also.  So I'm quite tired right now.

For dinner it's just simple bread and meat.  They're having a party at the mosque.  Party! Party! Party! Party! Party!  I don't like parties, so I'll just go there later when it dies down.  Actually it's not a party, but a breaking fast spread.  I hope you are taking good sweet care of yourself, maintaining your prayers, and getting plenty of rest.  I love you, and I need you.

Letter to Erin 20150710

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

Hi Erin, my darling.  I'm sitting here, waiting to break my fast again.  This time it's only 9 minutes away, as I was busy all evening. trying to clear out that miniature jungle at the side of the road.  Then I had to start cooking.  I bought a lot of tofu at the market today, so I had a craving for tofu today.  Besides, it's cheap and filling.  For dinner, it's a tortilla with a block of tofu smothered in spicy sauce.  Tofu is supposed to be good for you, and this is high quality stuff.  You must try some.

I didn't sip my coffee properly this morning, and went into a coughing fit.  I guess that's why it's called coffee.  But my voice has become so sensitive as I become a better singer, that the coughing fit affected my voice training today, and I had to cut it half an hour short.  Growing old sucks.  You need at least 3 hands to do anything.  Well, I will do my best to take care of you inshaAllah, I want you to age gracefully and beautifully.  I love you, and I need you.

Letter to Erin 20150709

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

Hi Erin.  How are you feeling today, my dearest?  Aw, you beautiful girl.  I love you so much.  I pray that all is going well for you, and that you are keeping safe and healthy, while I make a home for you and our children inshaAllah.  So please maintain your prayers.  I love you, and I need you.

My eye is getting better, alhamdulillah.  I can play video games again!  This time I'm into Extreme Road Trip 2.  Primitive graphics, but super fun.  Right now I'm watching Robin Williams on the Johnny Carson show.  When he just became a father.  It rained most of the day, but I didn't get to play games all day.  In the evening, I was outside trying to get rid of the scrub by the side of the road.  Still a long way to go, but I might get it all done and cut the grass by the Eid.  If it doesn't rain all the time.  Oh I'm dying to play that game again.  Gotta go.

Letter to Erin 20150708

 

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

Ouch!  My right eye is all bloodshot and red from staring at that small screen too much.  It hurts.  At least I think it's from playing that game whenever I get a chance.  Don't worry: I have medication, so I should be better soon inshaAllah.  But I also have a fever.  There must be something else going on.  I'm still fasting, but I'll take a couple of fever reducer in about half an hour.  This reminds me of the big US stock market crash of 2008.  I was watching the Bloomberg channel, and some of the reporters had red, swollen right eyes from staring at the ticker.  It started my thinking: if one were obese and blind in one eye, it would be from staying indoors and staring at a computer 24/7.  Most likely creating virtual realities.

Oh, I'm just spouting some "End Of The World" talk.  I took some photos of Bat Cat III today.  I think he's a bit too pretty to be a male cat.  At first I thought he had blue eyes, but no, they are green.  He's a very friendly kitty: he was the first to approach me and say hello, when he was only 10 days old.  I wish I had a camera then.  He's also the most intelligent of all my kittens.  He likes to stay out of sight and observe, then exploit any weaknesses.  He also enjoys digging up dark secrets, which is probably why someone threw a rock at him a couple of weeks ago.  When I snapped some shots of him just now, he started posing, then he did a Nietszche impersonation.  Yeah, he has a left eye.  It was just the exposure that hid his eye, or maybe he was just copying my right eye.  My Batty Watty is prettier than Nietszche, though.  Did you see that cartoon of Nietszche in a wheelchair?

Nothing special for breaking fast tonight, just some fried rice with Thai seasoning, and a date.  I have a lot of rice, so you're welcome to join me.  You beautiful girl.  I love you, and I need you.