Kung Fu Fighting

So it's been a while since I posted.

Yes, I am a lazy bum.

If you have the patience, stick with me.

August 1st marked my dear sweet loving mommy's birthday [the same mommy who got me a birthday cake that I didn't want!].

I had to go to Nile FM to bitch at them because they hadn't sent me the voice over that I needed over e-mail so I had to drive all the way there to make sure that they had gotten it done. I finished there and faced a dilemma.

I had to get my mom flowers because I know she loves them.

Now, if you know where Nile FM is you'll understand that there is no way possible that you'll find a flower shop there. Desert everywhere. Some cars. More desert. Some houses. More sand. Some donkeys. A big hypermarket. More desert.

I had to drive all the way down to Faisal St., which is a ghetto, ghetto, street that I highly dislike other than the funny shop names there! So I find a flower shop there and I go inside. Surprise, surprise. Ugly flowers. But hey, roses will do. So I go with yellow roses. Nice. Pretty. And hey, they even smell nice, those ones! Yessssssss!

So I'm fascinated with how fast the man is working to arrange a pretty bouquet for me and I'm disrupted by a Ninja tapping on my shoulder.

[Ninja: a woman who is dressed in all black and is not only veiled but has her whole face covered. I am proud to have had a conversation with.... a ninja.]

*Breaks into song*

"Everybody was kung-fu fighting
Those cats were fast as lightning
In fact it was a little bit frightning
But they did it with expert timing"

In Arabic, the conversation ensues:

Ninja: Peace be upon you. I am sister Nesma [Breeze, Ha!]. I would like you to take this tape and listen to it.

Me: *blink*

Ninja: Don't worry. Take it. It won't explode in your tape recorder.

Me: I don't want it.

Ninja: Please take it. It's by Sheikh Mahmoud El Masry.

[At this point, I almost burst out laughing. The only Mahmoud El Masry I knew was a cheesy character in an Arabic soap opera aired in Ramadan. Guess what the soap opera was called? Yep! That's it! Mahmoud El Masry!]

Me: *smirk*

Ninja: You don't know Sheikh Mahmoud El Masry?

Me: No. I'm sorry. *shakes head acting reaaaally sorry and even purses lips some.*

Ninja: Are you a Muslim?

Me: Yes.

Ninja: Thank God. You should say Thank God.

Me: Thank God.

Ninja: Please take the tape and just listen to it. Don't be afraid. I am your sister, Nesma.

Me: O...kay. *takes tape and shoves it in bag.*

Ninja: Peace be upon you, sister.


So I look at the tape she gave me after she left. And oh God. They're trying to get me veiled! And through what? Through a tape by a soap opera character!

I went home and gave my mom the bouquet of flowers and the tape. Ha! You should have seen her face! Poor mommy!

If anyone's curious:

1. I did not listen to the tape.
2. If you're interested, let me know and I'll send it to you.
3. I am not getting veiled.

Now for some photos! Good night, you. I know someone is reading. I hope... someone is reading.

This is one of those funny shops on Faisal St.




I spotted a few donkeys outside of Nile FM too!
Naturally, I get to wait outside for 10 minutes
without a pass
while donkeys are let in for free.


Oh, I nearly forgot. A mango fell from a tree
and broke my windshield.
Yeah, laugh, why don't you?
Do you think it's because I'm not veiled?

And finally, we present to you:
Ninja tape!