Friday, September 30, 2005

Hapland (1 and 2)

Do you ever get bored while at work? Or maybe you are at home and just have nothing to do? Or maybe you just love those silly internet games.

Well "Hapland" is the game for you. It's an amazing game that requires patience and creativity to solve the puzzle.
And when your done from Hapland (if you ever solve the puzzle alone) then you should check out "Hapland 2"

I have finished the first one, but still having trouble finding the solution for the second.

Enjoy and hope you like it.

Some more Metallica news...

Carlos Santana is coming out with a new album on November 1st 2005, its called "All that I am".

What's amazing about it is that Kirk from Metallica was asked to contribute to this upcoming release.
The song is called Trinity and you can listen to the song here.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Unforgetable Morning:)

Try starting your day with a knife-slice move coming from you’re company’s managing partner... testing your reflexes!!! It was one of these few Sundays to wake up with a peaceful attitude towards life. I decided to go early to work to have some peace of mind before everybody else comes in. What was I thinking when I went to get that cup of coffee? I bumped into her, and all what was going through my mind, is finding a way to end any kind of talk we start.
"You’re shaped up," she said; although the compliment made me happy, the talk didn’t lead to a happy ending. Thrilled to hear that my body-combat class was the reason behind it; she started talking about arm shaping techniques…kickboxing, and oh god, self defense.

Her fist came toward me in a rocket speed, stood still infront of my eyes… without any movement from my side, trying to comprehend the sensibility of the events happening around me; "You got weak reflexes!!" She said... I would have given her all the reflexes she needed as long as it wouldn’t affect my raise!!!

Demonstrating how to use the other side’s strength against him/her, she asked me to push her. It was an awkward dilemma; I didn’t want to spoil her moment by refusing to; however, I was afraid to subconsciously push her too hard!! After several delicate attempts from my side, she insisted on pushing her harder, so I thought…she asked for it…let her have it!! Right before placing my hands on her shoulders, she grabbed me towards her direction and stepped aside…all I knew I was two meters away form where I was standing…The technique finally sunk in…the hard way though!

I don’t want to get through more details so as not to allow “SOME PEOPLE’ to fly with their imaginations. I don’t know, but I believe this wasn’t a normal behavior of an employee-manager relation (correct me if I am wrong). All what I was thinking of was how to end this demo before anybody comes in, but thank god, I successfully did after a couple of side and back kicks…with the least damages possible!!

My rare peaceful attitude couldn’t last for an hour that day. I walked from that canteen promising myself to sign up for a self-defense class and be prepared for the next confrontation!!!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Metallica to appear on the Simpsons

This is really cool. My favorite band ever, Metallica, is gonna appear on one of the episodes of the Simpsons sometime in May 2006.

Sunday, September 18, 2005

A passing thought!!

Whether we like or not, wherever we are in life, is all because of accumulated decisions we made through our daily lives. Taking full responsibility of where we have reached in life could be a discomforting thought for many of us. We always find such a relief in blaming people or circumstances around us when we screw up.

We make millions of decisions a day without noticing. I wake up in the morning, go to work, flip out on people and let things get to me, not because I had to, but because unconsciously I chose to. If someone offended me, I would probably choose to generate feelings of dislike and hatred towards that person, because that’s the way I always handled previous offenses. A lot of our reactions are a result of conditioned reflexes of familiar situations; that’s the way we handled the situation before, and any similar event will trigger the same behavior.

If we bring the choices we make to our awareness, step back for a moment and analyze their benefits and damages, we will master controlling situations and circumstances instead of them controlling us.

I am not saying here that we should not reveal our attitudes, we are human beings after all, and we should give ourselves the right to burst out, crack up, be silly, and to screw up sometimes. However, we need to be prepared to take the consequences of communicating these feelings, and direct and focus them toward our self-empowerment. Finally, we have to always remember that its only us who can pick ourselves up and direct it to the destination we want to reach in life.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Old Junk!!!

Today it was as if the tape of my life 10 years ago flashed infront my eyes. If anybody opens that small drawer, will think a trashcan was emptied there. But to me it meant a lot more, each and every piece of it brought me back to an event or a period of time that I wanted to make a memory of. Torn pieces of writings, abstract pictures, funny school notes, drawings from the 8th grade art class, metro passes, and even the very first phone card I got in the U.S. Searching through this junk hole, I found the first poem I ever wrote. I remember I was fourteen when I wrote it, and it was dedicated to a guy who I used to like then (saya3a)…well I thought there is no harm in sharing it, (as long as my image remains the same, remember I was only 14 then) …


Here is your seat…empty from everything except your absence…
I hear your voice…full of silence…
Here I am … all alone…
Only memories make me wait the dawn…
Still awake…without a cup of coffee…
Without your whispers going through me…
With non of your heart beats to revive me…
Running from a shelter to a hiding place…
Waiting for breaths to guide me…
And whenever my hand moves closer to feel yours…
It comes back with itches…
And my blood turns into beautiful sketches…
No reflection to find my identity…
Only my heart is racing to abandon this abandoned body…
And still here is your seat…
lacks your fire to burn my heat…
Still waiting for your shadow to appear…
Wishing and hoping that one-day, you’ll come back to me dear…

Pretty dramatic (mosalsal hendi)…I know…but until now I have no f$@##% clue what was going through my mind then!!!

To live is to die...

Life and Death…. What’s the meaning of Life? What happens after Death?

I went into this discussion with a friend of mine about life and death, basically the discussion revolved around the meaning and purpose of life.

I brought up the phrase “Life is all about death”, which then rang a bell as I just realized what the song To Live is To Die by Metallica meant.

I happen to think of my life as a series of events that would pile up to increase my knowledge and experience, hence help me achieve my goals in life.
But then you might ask, well if life is all about death then why bother. Why exhaust yourself when you already know that you’re going to die at the end.

Well this is the turning point that keeps a human being alive. This is the point where if you did not find the meaning and purpose of life, then people would probably find you standing on the bridge over the Nile ready to jump (i.e. Committing suicide :)).

Also this is the point were I came to disagree with my friend.

My point was that a person needs to seize the day (carpe diem), he needs to live the moment, he has to think of his life day by day in order to accomplish his ultimate goals.
We all know that we are going to die one day in order to complete the circle of life, so why not make the best of it while you can.
Once one has accomplished his goals and its time for him to go (i.e. Die), then he could look back at his life, with pride, thinking how he passed all his life’s accomplishments to others (family, friends and/or community).
After that… well there is no after that, cause your Dead. And that’s what keeps me running; knowing that I have the ability to look back at my life and be proud of it.

Other people may explain the meaning and purpose of their life in different ways, and I respect that, as long as you know that your life has a meaning then you’re on the safe side.

If you don’t then just make sure that you hang out with lots of people at all time so that they can stop you from committing suicide someday.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

People in my Daily Life - NOORAG (a.k.a Tabbs)


Ok, today I have decided to write about my colleague at work. Tabbs... You might ask why, well there is no one reason why, but here is the story...

I first met Tabbs, almost a year and a half ago, it was almost 1 week after she joined the company I am working at. I tried to talk to her that day to break the ice, and if I remember correctly I said the following (stupid phrase) "Sorry, bas ma t3rrafna" .... she was like "Um.. yea hi I am Tabbs" (offcourse she told me her real name then) , but I think in her head that sentence sounded more like "WTF... who the F#$% is he... gal ma t3rrafna gal...".

Anyways what makes Tabbs special enough that I am writing about her is:
  • Well its her birthday today
  • Her story telling techniques
  • Her body language techniques (mainly hand gestures and occasional eye rolls)
Let me start of by telling you about her story telling techniques. Basically her stories are often accompanied by sound effects and vocal tone changes, that's what makes them interesting.
The story basically starts of with a quite introduction of the subject, and the main characters, it usually doesn't take her long to get into the heart of the subject, this is where all the fun starts.

She starts getting into the details of the Main object of the story whether it is a person or a thing, giving you all the details needed to visualize the subject.

Then comes the mini story of how she got involved in the story itself.

After that comes the part where she explains how much she likes/dislikes that particular person/thing , this is where you (the listener) get involved in the story, where the amount of details you've been exposed to gives you enough information to either FALL IN LOVE with the person/thing, or just completely HATE it, and start swearing and encouraging her to do so too...

This is where the story reaches the climax, and this is usually the part that is accompanied by a louder tone and occasional cussing and the essential table slap which is so loud that people would sometimes leave their desks to come check if she is ok or not. After that I would usually burst of laughter and she would turn to me and try to smack me with a chair or somthin.

As for the hand gestures, well they always crack me up. She can never pull off the correct movement to go with the story she is telling. For instance the other day we were talking about car accidents, so she started talking about close range accidents (Tatabo3) and started illustrating how they usually happen, with her hands, and boy did they not look like 2 cars hitting each other, (they looked like....... well I am not telling but I will leave it to your imagination).

All that said, she is one of the coolest people I know, and although she sometimes tries to act like a tough chick, but I know that deep inside she is a harmless kitten.

Oh and speaking of deep inside... apart of being a harmless kitten, I think there is also a Little 7afartali inside who is trying really hard to get out... I think you need to be careful Tabbs cause if he does come out, The situation will turn into DoDo (Il wade3 bigleb DoDo).....

Tabbs hope that you had a fun B-day this year, and I will see you on sunday (I will be wearing my chair/table proof outfit :P)

Monday, September 12, 2005

A concert of West East Fusions

Two days ago I went to check out the west/east fusion concert by Ruba Saqr and Ramzi Rais at Dar El Anda, and I was blown away.

First off, the setting was perfect; a relaxed gathering of people who want to enjoy the great weather and the good music as well as the fantastic view of Amman.

Apparently Ruba and Ramzi are long time friends, who ran into each other in Amman after not seeing each other for around 10 years. Now that they are back they have decided to perform some of their old songs and some of the new material the they have wrote 2 weeks ago.

As for the music, well they pulled off a great mix of cool funky/bluesy riffs coupled with a mix of English/Arabic lyrics. Their songs had different kinds of themes, some were about life, others touched on some political issue...

Ruba's voice was mind blowing, she was able to change her voice depending on the song's mood giving it (the song) just another dimension.

As for Ramzi (my soccer buddy from Montreal) .... Ahh Ya Ramzi.
Ramzi is a phenomenal guitar player (at least for Me), he's a genius. I just love they riffs he comes up with since the University days. He has a very creative musical mind, music and lyrics wise. Not to mention his excellent command of the guitar.

Put Ruba's voice with Ramzi's Guitar performance and you've got your self a guarantee for good music.

Sorry for the bad quality of the pictures, but I had my vid cam on night mode cause there wasn't enough light. Oh and I am capturing the video right now, I will try to upload that later.


Ok I have uploaded the video hope you like it. This song is called Wisdom in A Minor. The quality is not really good as i had to compress the file for the web and cause I had night vision due to the lack of lighting.



Saturday, September 10, 2005

Microsoft Vista Demo (Ya Fdee7tak ya Abu il Gates)

This is amazing... a demo for windows vista hehe with the blue screen of death... its just fantastic.

Friday, September 09, 2005

You can use the f-word in class (but only five times)

What this news bit basically says is:

"A secondary school is to allow pupils to swear at teachers - as long as they don't do so more than five times in a lesson. A running tally of how many times the f-word has been used will be kept on the board. If a class goes over the limit, they will be 'spoken' to at the end of the lesson."

Ok this is totally F#$%ed up, I mean what the hell is wrong with them, your supposed to teach them discipline not encourage them to cuss around in class.

During my days in school, we used to fear the teacher, even if we were to answer a question that he/she asked us we would hesitate to speak. This is just ridiculous.

Check out this discussion about the news article. Its really funny.

The Cooooolest Punk Rocker

Ok after an extensive search for finding the coolest punk rocker.
I have finally found him

This is the coolest kid ever.....

Punk Rocker Dude