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Hi, my beautiful Ladies.  I'm back.  The school holidays started last Friday the 9th of August and thus another tourist season began, so my Internet got shut down so as I would not be able to globalcast my voice training and therefore keep the music local.  Of course that's not what they told me over the phone.  But the Qur'an told me to let it slide, so I ask you my wives inshaAllah to also let my week long radio silence slide.  I wish you were here with me so you could witness for yourself some of the stuff that happens, but I'm glad you are not here with me to endure some of the stuff that happens.  Let me take the lumps for us, OK?  That's my job.  Please forgive me.

Also on the night of Friday the 9th of August, a mild tornado came and ripped off my roof with a loud explosion.  Very dramatic.  I call it a mild tornado because it was my roof that exploded, and not me.  When it came down to it, it was my immediate family that helped put a roof over my head again, and it was my mother who paid for it, so thank you.  Everyone else was understandably busy patching up their own roofs.  After all, who am I?  At best, I am like the Alaskan king crab: eventually I will run out, whither away and die, so whoever is blatantly making a killing off this tourism windfall should beware.  It was very dramatic, though.  I was just about to post on my blog, when the storm hit.  I still have the draft saved on my blog.  It was Erin's turn for me to address her by name:

Hi Erin

How are you doing, Honey?  Keeping busy?  I hope you are feeling good, and everything is going well.  I'm doing all right here, just the usual going on.  The school holidays start tomorrow, so it's tourist season again.  Tomorrow I'll be fasting inshaAllah.  The 9th day of Zulhijjah, I always fast on this day, the day before the Hajj Eid.  I do it for bonus points with God!  Nothing special on the menu today, just tortillas with chicken and eggplant in the morning then a pizza for dinner.  Boring, huh?  I want you to know that I love you, you are my girl.

Creepy, huh?  I had to suffer one night of the rain pouring through my bedroom ceiling, but I was able to keep up with it and stop it from flooding.  Good thing the roofer came to work on the Public Holiday, because it has been raining everyday since.

Natty my love, I'm sorry I couldn't reply immediately to your posts.  I only just saw them a few hours ago when my Internet came back.  Please don't worry, because I love you so much.  Everything is going to work out just dandy for us inshaAllah.  You look as beautiful as ever, you are such a natural beauty, and I love you.  About that house, I like the colors.  But it looks kind of big.  I suppose it's not too flamboyant... if only you could see what the neighborhood looks like.  I guess I should take photos, huh?  Are you sure you don't have the longing to live in Beverly Hills instead of being married to a servant of Allah like me?

Radio silence

Dear Erin and Natty, I'm sorry about my sudden radio silence.  I have no Internet right now, it will be another week until I can talk more. I love you.

Hi Natty

Natty, you're so beautiful.  I love you.  I'm sorry you have the need to escape at all.  I'm sorry everything is so serious.  But you have to be serious if you want to be taken seriously, I hope you understand.  Perhaps you have noticed, but I never joke around with the lyrics when I sing.  Because it's very damned serious, people don't want to hear their beloved songs become messed up.  Don't you worry my gorgeous Sweetheart, everything is going to turn out just fine for us InshaAllah.  Me?  I don't want to escape.  I want to work.  What I don't want is manual labor.  My feet hurt.

As you can see folks, the swelling has gone down and she's using both eyes.  But we still have a way to go before she's fully recovered.  Please pray with me.  Ya Allah, please heal my kitten.

My love for a jealous bully

Hi there, my beautiful Ladies!  How are you today?  I hope you are feeling good, and having an easy time.  I had a bit of a cat crisis today.  In a fit of jealous rage, Floofy gave little Yoolie a punch on the left eye.  Yoolie was just trying to be friendly, she's always going up to the older cats and trying to say hello with a kiss.  But with the other two it's a kiss-kiss-hiss, which makes me wonder why they bother to kiss at all.  Then Floofy gave poor little Yoolie a punch on the left eye.  It swelled up, but the swelling has gone down and she's using both eyes, so I think she's going to be OK inshaAllah.  Since this morning's brouhaha, Floofy has been acting all guilty and trying to schmooze up to me and stuff, and she didn't give a single hiss at Yoolie.  Well, maybe one.  I love my kitty.  I will always love her, even though she's a jealous bully.

Hello

How are you today, my precious Ladies?  I hope all is going well for you, and that you are feeling good.  I'm about ready to rest, and there's not much to report.  What was lunch?  I don't remember, I recall eating something but what I don't know, and dinner wasn't exciting.  Oh yeah, I had chicken wings and fries!  That was good.  I love chicken wings.  Floofy is still refusing her food.  She stopped eating when the new cat came into the house, so I doubt it's a physical ailment.  Plus she's fat, so I'm not worried about weight loss yet.  What is jealousy, anyway?  Is it selfishness?  It's been a long time since I felt jealous about anything.  No, forget I said that...  that's not true maybe...  Maybe Floofy wants me to give the kitten her portion of food.  Even so, I'm not going to overfeed little Yoolie.  She's so small.  I love kittens.  Anyway, you have a great day.  I love you.