With the general exodus of all sorts of people and things from the UAE, seems that a few of the oddities are also finding their way stateside. Recently spotted this little gem near the ministries area.
Now that’s some serious cheap bling! Apologies for the crappy photoshop.
-TFK
… whose name is Steve Oman! Oman! His name is Oman! How, what, why?! What does that even mean!? How did his parents come up with that name??
Apparently, there are 2500-odd unique last-name-Oman people in the USA. That’s pretty rare and pretty odd if you ask me.
The point of this post? Nothing!! 🙂
-TFK
I just got to know that I have won the first prize in an online quiz competition. Yay! Prizes, here I come! 🙂
-FK
Today’s post is a good comic strip-site. (click to jump)
I Laughed. Is that bad?! 🙂
-TFK
Really brief. After the case of an Indian School student falling ill and passing away due to swine flu, the Indian Schools have closed for an extended holiday. That comes after an annoouncement that they would not close. But they are now closing.
The Pakistani School had announced that they would not close. But they had ‘off-d’ primary school kiddos. Seeing the severity of the cases (and the huuge amount of snot-nosed not-so-kids), vacations have been announced for another week,
15th to 22nd Aug.
Rwui Ruiw Ruwi has had a general sweep by the baladiyah, handing out masks and forcing the general shopkeepers and shopassistants to wear them. Gives Ruwi a sterile look. Now you can’t even identify the person who is giving you the eye (or the x-ray eye). Same for all medical centers, where HongKong-esque masked smoochers were seen by your truly.
Lulu is as much a cesspit of all kinds of virii as usual, human-type and others. I’m sure that if there is any place where H1N1 and H1N5 are going to mutate, that is going to be Lulu; where, this friday, I saw 200 people per minute (ppm) entering and exitting the doors. And Ramadhan shopping still has to commence, with people going starking mad, buying wholesale items (I saw a local buying atleast 7 cartons of red Jello, swear). Consider with that the amount of cars parked (in their newly opened multi-tier parking space), the humid, wet smell of coconut in the air there, open fruits (and flies) and you can get an idea of the genetic experiments going on in Lulu’s atmosphere. shudder. And no masks, mind you. When pharmacies are going to sell facemasks @ R.O. 5/- per box (50 pcs), why would Mr. Raj, with a family of 5, buy a whole box!? Especially when no one has told them that the friggin masks have to be replaced after a couple of days of use (the flimsy ones).
Here’s to me, heading for all the lonely places. Yo, beach up in Yeti, here I come!
-FK
I’m kinda sorta having trouble with work nowadays.
Not with the authorities/company policy, but with a couple of “elements” that take the concept of CYA a bit too far. The general mentality of the ‘little black workers’ to screw up everyone and everything, to let go of all morals and integrity of theirs, but to not let go of the job/post is not something compatible with the likes of me. However, sadly, such things are not things that you raise at the proper level, neither can you do anything about them at your own level, being as inconsequential as they are. But they do have a consequence of pissing me off and making me shake my head at how relative morals are. My father had this gem to pass onto me: “Imagine a person of average intelligence. Imagine how he would be acting. Now imagine that half the world is less intelligent than that.” I’ve read it before, but I still like it everytime I hear it! 🙂
The Bottom Half of the IQ level, divided by 2.
-TFK
…that have happened to me this week/fortnight (inspired by SEwG):
– Whilst bowling at OBC, competing against first-timers, my score was 82. My average score usually is by the 150/160 mark. (I’d promised a training session after the game. It was scrapped).
– I spent about 45 minutes (and 5 rials) in the children’s arcade in the basement of Al-Masa Mall. And I enjoyed it.
– I’m beginning to hate The Week for their silly half-cooked, more-holes-than-swiss-cheese-cover stories.
– I joined a local forum with an anonymous account (I already have a real-life-name account there). I then deleted it without making any posts.
– I saw an accident beneath the airport overhead intersection last night. There were 3 police cars ‘on top’ of the overhead, policemen looking down from above. The crash involved 3 cars.
– I saw an accident where in a long-haul truck had crushed a tiny daihatsu beneath it (whilst taking its usual huge turn). Turns out the local woman driving the car didn’t notice the truck until her-side window fell onto her lap.
– My 42-person department has no woman in it.
– The Select Shop at the nearest Shell station doesn’t have ‘anything’ that is for a 100 bz or less.
– The daily average hits for this blog is roundabout 80. I get 100 on a good day and 30 on a bad one. On 7/7, it received 352 hits.
– I recently managed to smash my watch’s glass by accidentally hitting it against my cellphone, which was in my pocket, while wearing a jeans.
– I haven’t flown since April 2006. That year (Apr05-Apr06), I flew 5 times; 3 times in the year before that, 3 times 03-04, 5 times in 02-03.
– These were 11 facts.
-TFK
“Overheated; Shaved Balls” should be the proper heading. A snide comment on importance of punctuation.
In what has got to be the silliest post ever on this blog, I just obtained 2 mouse balls, shaved one of them, scraped it, shined it and then took pictures to post here. Oh Lawd, Help Me!
And in one of the randomest ever follow ups, my poor li’l itsy bitsy car got overheated the other day. Turns out I’d been 
driving it on low water for the past month and the steam buildup + a weak spot in a tinny rubber pipe (covered with red tape in pic) burst, allowing the car to run without any water for a good part of my journey from Athaibah to Ghubrah, resulting in the automatic shutdown shutting down the car at Ghubrah r/a, then me taking it to a corner and opening the hood to see tonnes of steam everywhere, my wifey mildly scalding her hand & it taking me the good part of 40 minutes to release all the steam from the engine, letting it cool down, filling it with water (almost 4-5 litres worth, excluding the reservoirs), getting the water gurgled all out, refilling it and then racing back home, forgetting all the chores which I was out for.
OMG!! I’ll explode from the randomness of this post!!!
-FK
Gulf News has an article titled “Rembrandt show to draw Omanis and Dutch closer”. Basically, it is about a month-long (Ramadhan long) exhibition of Rembrandt’s original paintings at the Grand Hyatt from 10 am to 12 midnight, non-stop.
Expect more of such images, It's titled "The Jewish Bride"
“A hundred original works of Dutch artist Rembrandt will be displayed for the first time anywhere in the Middle East or North Africa (Mena) region when the Grand Hyatt Muscat hosts an exhibition during Ramadan.
“Rembrandt’s original paintings and etchings have travelled world over but this is the first time they are being brought to the Middle East,” the Dutch ambassador to Oman, Stefan van Wersch, said.”
It opens on the 19th of August.
“Al Salmi Library, a family enterprise, is bearing the cost of the Rembrandt exhibition. The total expenses involve 600,000 Omani riyals (Dh5.7 million) plus the insurance cost.
“They are obviously insured and would be well guarded during the month-long exhibition,” said Shaikh Abdullah Al Salami, chairman of Al Salmi Library.
“It is being held for the first time in the region and only in Muscat.”
“The Grand Hyatt Muscat would be transformed completely to look like a Dutch palace,” revealed Ashok
This is not what it looks - "The Return of the Prodigial Son"
Suvarna, CEO of NPA Events, who are managing the exhibition.
The Royal Oman Police will take over security of the exhibits once concerned agencies from the Netherlands hand it over for the exhibition in Muscat.Entry for the show will be free from 10am to midnight during Ramadan.”
Now since Sheikh Abdullah Al-Salmi has mentioned twice about the security measures and about the paintings’ insurance, it seems security was a hurdle in bringing the multi-multi-million dollar paintings to the region.
This all shall be followed by a reciprocal 7-month event in Amsterdam, featuring something of Oman. Wonder how they pulled ‘that’ off!!
NSFW - I don't think this one'll be there (click to enlarge) - "Bath Seba"
Now since the age of consent in Denmark hovers around the 15-year-old mark, and hash is almost-legal, I’m sure bringing Omanis and the Dutch closer will be all for the good! Atleast no one will be ‘robbed‘ in Thai hotels, that’ll happen in Dutch hotels!
I’m sure the “unclothed art is art, totally fit for viewing” theory shall be useless here, so I think the exhibition shall be kiddo-safe, however I have no idea on how to keep an exhibition safe from a kiddo. And I don’t think a Rembrandt exhibition is the place for a kiddo, especially if they’ve decked out the hotel “in the style of a Dutch Palace”. What does that mean? Is the Dutch foortbaarl team going to be there? I’m sure they live in a castle!
-TFK
I was supposed to write here? wtf? Oh, hiya all. My name is the Queen of Tarts and I’m quite Tarty in that respect. I was checkin’ out my old stuff and discovered a finely honed talent of mine that is the inability to throw away old stuff. I don’ frikkin’ wanna be like those old dodgers on Opera who’ve gotten these whole warehouses o’ stuff in them there 3 room houses. Ugh!
Anyz, here what I think I look like
I like me more tarty than that
Of course I’m not a redhead. I’m beach blond.
Last night, returning from a footy, there standing in front of me, in all his grimy glory was a playa from the match. The bastard had managed to catch my eye and was “mistakin y’ all for a friend o’ mine, nevermind you”. Pompous ass. It was high mighty fine time for a chunder but somehow I stopped meself and decided to give him a gobful. That turned out the right thing to do, as the playa was a mighty wuss, running away without a single word to say to me!!! LOL! Poor thing must’ve gotten all his gonads in hyperdrive on seeing a sheila, turned out all his bluster and grace was as useful as tits on a bull for all I saw, wonder what they feed these players nowadays, musta been all them drugs.
Police refuse to take mugshots of Joe Jackson, they say their lenses crack
Wacko Jacko splenidified all of us mere mortals in his memorial service. I know FK likes MJ so I won’t go in my Morpheous-stance on the matter. On the other hand, if I had a dad as evil looking as joe jackson, I’d probably throw an acid dish on his face as well as mine. Jacko did the latter, forgot the former. I think this is the same reason all of MJ’s siblings have their plastic surgeons on speed dial, their pops’ face. Damn if he ain’t ugly.
I know this blog is s’posed to be be all neat and clean and shit, and that I’m supposed to do some political post too, but whateva. I mean weve got a Pompous Ass as the Prime Minister whose head is inserted somewhere where the sun regularly shines, that place gets so much outing. I’ll marry the person who does something and removes the PA from where he is right now.
Formula 1 is all frickked up. Looks like them dead beats governin the sport kno they’re about to die, so they decide to mess with the FOTA’s head. I bet they’re snikkering over all this over a coldie in whatever manor they hold their orgies parties in.
Gotta stop yabberin’. don’t stop readin’ what FK writes coz of me. ignore me. I’m just an ashtrayon a motorbike! 🙂
Bye.
-The Queen ‘O’ Tarts
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