Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Movin On^^

Constipation is no fun! So many remedies but good old fashion Caster Oil usually does the job by thinning and lubricating the hardened stool mass. Well, as the saying goes ...

Oil Thins Mass Pass
(All Things Must Pass)

Dedicated to Time. Helping us forget the pain of the past and anticipate the wonders of the future-- If only you will let it.


Tuesday, July 06, 2010

Reining in the Cry^^^



Don't ever to go a Baby Show. I was at my club and I decided to watch for a while. Things were fine until the first mother placed her baby on the weighing scale as required by the rules. There was an earth shattering scream followed by wailing and bawling. The organizers were helpless. Worse than that, it was contagious! One by one, as if on cue, all the other babies joined in.


I guess that's the Weigh the Bawl Bounces.


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Dedicated to our Children. Sure it is tough the first couple of years and later in their teens when their brain had not caught up with their body. But I wouldn't trade it for the world. (The title is, of course, Crying in the Rain)


Monday, June 28, 2010

Pure Weaval^^^

Salome's wedding was just a few days away and she wanted something daring to wear. This is not easy when you live in conservative Abu Dhabi. She called the premier bridal shop and they said they would send over a sales lady with some items. In this country like elsewhere, they have what you call "walk shops" where they provide this exclusive home service for the rich and famous. (This ain't some Fuller Brush nickels and dimes stuff)

Soon the saleslady was showing her the items and there it was --- perfect! A daring hand-weaved mauve veil with enticing slits and hemmed with precious stones.

Well in hindsight, it was obvious. Everyone knows that

"Bridal Aims are the Dare Veil's Walk Shop"

(Idle Brains are the Devil's Workshop -- a variation of the less accurate "hands" version)

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Dedicated to Shaan and Jeremy 2-year stint in Abu Dhabi. 
And also to the best friend you will ever have -- yourself. There are wonderful and interesting people and things all around us we should never let ourselves get lonely and become neurotic. 

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Twas Brillig to the Glue King Lass^^^

At 4pm, White Pawn Alice made it to the 8th rank. She was crowned as a White Queen, captured the Red Queen and checkmated the Red King. This was surely a case of when the 

Reign is Canceled because of the Game.

(game is cancelled because of the rain)


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Dedicated to Nonce, Portmanteau, Spooners and other types of nonsense words that so enrich our lives.
(Title meaning : Twas Brillig (4pm) are the opening words from the Jabberwocky poem in "Through the Looking Glass" which the title spoonerizes the G  "to the Glue King Lass" (King that cannot move is glued ie Checkmated and the Lass is, of course. Alice)

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Brain Drained^^


The professor suddenly turned to his assistant "Suppose we have a volunteer who agreed to have his undamaged brain removed."

"What!" exclaimed his assistant

" Hypothetically speaking  of course. We have the knowledge and the technology to circulate oxygenated blood to keep the grey matter, white matter and other brain components alive, healthy, alert and, most importantly, be fully aware."

"What are you getting at?"

"Wouldn't the brain then still be conscious?  Without sensory input from the nerves. wouldn't the person's grey matter conclude that it is actually existing detached from the body? It can still  think therefore it  will conclude that it exists ... to actually be!"

The assistant was shocked  "Oh Dear!  What?  Can the Matter Be?"

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Dedicated to our amazing Brain. This feghoot may look like fantasy but I have no doubt that when a person is guillotined, his conscious head falls into the basket and fully aware of what has happened for a few minutes until oxygen deprivation takes effect.

Tuesday, February 02, 2010

Getting Mooned^^^

"You can't go wrong investing in Silver" said the financial analyst.

"But I've got burnt with your advice before" moaned Sam

"Not this time Sam. There will be a chronic shortage of silver because the heavy rains in Peru have affected the mine's output. Prices will shoot through the roof!"

"Are you really sure? Silver prices are at an all time high."

"Of course they are. The shortage is driving the prices up. Now stop moaning. You will be laughing all the way to the bank in a few weeks"
Of course Sam invested his money and, as before, silver prices crashed. He had fallen for the lie again.

Buy the Lie of the Silver -- Re-moan
(By the Light of the Silvery Moon)





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Contrary to what the poets and laymen say, when you understand something, for example the moon, it does not take anything away from the beauty or the mystery of it. The beauty remains and the mystery is raised to a higher level. This feghoot is dedicated to the "The Theory of Everything" -- the ultimate quest to explain the universe and beyond ... 42


Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Buck of the Draw^^^


After the loss of his wife, renown artist Pickassol just couldn't paint with the same fiery passion anymore. His work went downhill.

He decided to head down to his country manor to do some hunting and fishing but there was no improvement in his paintings. In desperation, he drained some blood from a deer he had shot and grounded it with the flesh of a fish. Using that as paint, he finally managed to produce a great work of art! In hindsight, it was obvious why this worked.

To be successful, you need to put your hart and sole into it.

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Dedicated to Vincent Van Gogh who showed us the meaning of passion