Sunday, March 24, 2024

Pathetic

 
I've never been a great housekeeper, but I've grown enough to not let stuff clog up the floor so much you can't see the floor.  That way it's easier to vacuum clean, which I do twice a week inshaAllah.  As for opening a restaurant, nah never.  Been there, done that.  I've more important things to do now.



Saturday, March 23, 2024

Fish heads

 
I was going to bitch about TikTok because they seemed to be blocking my uploads, but it got fixed a few minutes ago so I guess I have nothing to complain about.  I can't help feeling like I'm dealing with a bunch of crooks though, but what else is new.

Instead, I'll talk about fish heads.  I've been eating at the mosque lately, and sometimes the menu is cat-friendly.  Like rice with fried mackerel.  I used to go around asking those guys for their fish heads to take home to my cat family but it makes me talk too much, so it's much easier to just dig in the trash.  Or swipe all the fish heads before anyone else gets to the fish.  It's unbelievable how possessive people get once the fish is on their plate.  No human I know eats mackerel heads but when I asked for the fish head, some people hid their plate under their sarong.  One kid even lied, and said he eats mackerel heads.  A couple of nights ago, someone served an intricate rice combo called "nasi kerabu Kelantan".  They obviously put a lot of work into it and I feel sorry for them, because the locals didn't care too much for the dish.  Especially the fish, which was mackerel dipped in batter then fried.  But the cats had a feast that night.




Thursday, March 21, 2024

Yikes!

 
Hi Natty!  Tears of gold, huh.  I suppose 
"Model Natalie Ludwig and her partner, photographer Austin Calvello share a moment of intimacy" and "Natalie Ludwig and Austin Calvello share emotional visuals from a recent trip, exploring moments of intimacy, devotion and togetherness" means what it means.  You've worked with Austin for years already, right?  Thank you for telling me about this.  The problem is that I still trust you.  And I still don't have a ring so until then, you have all that time.  Unless of course, you gave up your chastity.

You folks are thinking, "Why doesn't he hook up with a fan?"  Well, I can get fanatics without having to hook up.  But I am a Muslim, and chastity is a big deal to me.  Plus, I like blondes.  So if Natalie is through with me, then my next move is to negotiate with parents in the Netherlands.



I told you not to fast

 
Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me because I love you.  You are my wife inshaAllah, and I love you with all of my heart.

Fasting for Ramadan is mandatory for Muslims only.  If you were not Muslim, please do not fast for this occasion.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

144.  And from a pair of camels and from a pair of cattle.  Say, "Is it forbidden the two males or the two females, or what is in the wombs of the two females?  Were you witness when Allah decided this for you?  Who is more oppressive than people who make lies about Allah to lead astray humans without knowledge?"  Verily Allah will not grant knowledge to those who do wrong.

The Cattle 6:144


Wednesday, March 20, 2024

Movie night

 
Hi Natty!  Hi Honey!  How's the family?  I hope you are having a swell time over there, and keeping safe and healthy.  You must have been working hard, so kick back and relax because...

It's movie night again!  Watch a movie with me!  "Tombstone" (1993).  Cheesy, but entertaining.  Doc Holliday and Johnny Ringo were great.  The Internet told me that the part where Wyatt Earp walked unscathed into a hail of gunfire at the creek to shoot Curly Joe point blank with a shotgun is true.  Do you believe everything the Internet tells you?  What would be really entertaining is if Wyatt Earp turned into Snake Plissken when his brother died, then rode a pale Thing to wipe out the Cowboys.


Tuesday, March 19, 2024

Viral

 
Hi Natty!  How are you today, Honey?  Making the big bucks, huh.  That's nice.  Stay alert, now.  Keep safe and healthy.

Facebook is pro-Israel, by the way.  I've been thinking about the hackers that keep interrupting my Qur'an stream at the mosque.  There's no way they could mess with the cell phone transmission from outside this area, so the culprits have to be local.  This area is a Muslim majority and it's unlikely that non-Muslims would get involved, so the perpetrators must be fake Muslims.  

Also folks, I put Mary on TikTok.  I guess you can find her @mary.unknown7 and if you can't, then please bitch about it to TikTok.  At first, I thought I could sneak in and get some honest numbers.  But they caught me, then gaslighted me and zeroed out my stats.  You can see this in the screen capture below.  I guess what's viral is viral, whether it be statistics online or I have to deal with it face to face.  Either way, it's a pain in the ass.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

56.  Say, "I am forbidden to worship those other than Allah, whom you call upon."  Say, "I will not follow your vain desires.  If I did, I would stray from the path, and be not of the company of those who receive guidance."

The Cattle 6:56




Monday, March 18, 2024

No fence sitters allowed

 
Hi Natty!  Thank you for your love!  I love you too!  Try to enjoy your position and who you are, OK!  You are MY girl.  Please keep safe and healthy.  Your family too.

Since I dumped a cell phone carrier and went fiberoptic, streams from my studio have been hacker-free.  But I still have to stream the Qur'an from the mosque before the afternoon prayer, and my connection to the server and my other cell phone number keeps getting hijacked.  If the mosque had WiFi it would help, but they don't.  I'm clearly not a fence-sitter inshaAllah, but that list below is tough to navigate.  I could change my soap, after all, any soap works great when you wet it with bleach water.  I don't consume a lot of sugar, thus the bottle of Coca-Cola that's in my cooler has been sitting there unopened for a week now.  But that deodorant is the only one that works on these stinky armpits.  Sigh.  I want to smell like fresh strawberries.