Tuesday, December 1, 2009

let it out!!

Having a bad day at the office? This guy has a solution. Watch closely, they actually let him hammer out his frustration.
He was later re-assigned to a full time standing job!!!

Friday, October 23, 2009

"Oct Fest" with Mates

Everyone was doing it so how could we resist.

So we got through the first hour STANDING

But with the help of a little distraction (ahem.. ahem... Frau Petra!!!!) and a very excited but Thirsty Traveller

... might I add thirsty and Hungry

the party went on

... and on

... we thought we'd get ONE for the road, but then mixed moods went flying around, scroll down and see for yourself

Specimen 1- moddy blues, just before landing
"i don't want to go home"

Specimen 2- still flying, very high!!!

all good things come to end; so did this night. The hotel staff had, had enough of us
Was a great evening guys. Thanks & Prost!!!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

your last song!

Its nearing midnight, and in a few minutes, we'd have spent over 24 hrs in the office.
One of my mates triggered a topic which seems to have created more than a slight distration.
So we're talking about each of our last songs- the song that you'd like them to play at your funeral!!; I know, quite a topic eh! its amazing how the human brain continues to remain constructive after almost 24 hrs of doing what we do.

So these are some of the brighter suggestions that were tossed about:
- My Way (the robbie williams version)
- U cant touch this (MC Hammer)
- knockin on Heaven's door (Guns N Roses)
- Leaving on a jet plane (John Denver)
- Home (Michael Bublé)

There were many others and they all made for good laugh. So for the millions who follow my blog, why dont you come back with your "last song".

BTW this one is mine:

Monday, October 5, 2009

If you pray, you don't pay!!!

One of the funny things about our city has to be the scene around mosques during friday's jumaa prayers. These are some images I took recently around a mosque in a residential block.

I just love the enthusiam people have here, epescially to get to the mosque on time. Its like how my side of the town gets on game nights. Offcourse the fundamental difference over there being that we throw away our cars to catch the game at the local pub, but I swear if you were to compare the two photos you wouldn't be able to tell them apart.

While on this subject, I spent close to a months earnings last year on myself. No not by doing what you're thinking, but instead on parking tickets, getting papped each time I'd do over 120K, and by doing a lot of other stuff that you shouldn't do with your wheels. So when I see a sight like this, it does seem unfair that none of these gusy would get the same pie. Imagine if these cars were to get fined, bet you could feed an entire African nation for that amount.

Moral of the story: "number of mosques" X "number of traffic violation tickets" = percentage hike in salary of government employees.

The guys at RTA should pick up on my theory.

Sunday, October 4, 2009


is that cool, or IS THAT COOL!!!!

Got this off a colleague's work area, no points for guessing where she's from.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

carwash conspiracy

I'm a big fan of the dont-try-this-at-home-unless-you-are-naturally-blonde TV series called "Brainiac", and it was in one of their journals where I read about this experiment and wanted to put it to self test.
So as the article goes, when you're driving in heavy rain especially after sunset, and the wipers aren't helping in bettering visibility, wear your sunglasses and notice the contrasting difference. So as it only rains here for 5 minutes in 365 days, I decided to put this to test by driving through an auto carwash!!!!!!! Yeah I know what you're thinking, but it so happens that I was dropped almost immediately after birth and that has left an invisible mark on my head!!
All was going well with the experiment till the part where I put the wipers on and then BANG!! A siren bell went off so loud that I thought we had to run for cover. Soon the water works stopped and a very pissed off car wash attendant shows up in my face wondering why I needed my sunglasses in the middle of a car wash at 11 in the night! I dont think he was interested in hearing about the experiment and without saying anything to eachother it was agreed that I was never to show my face at his car wash again.
So if there is anyone who has heard about this science and have actually experienced it, please let me know. I just found the whole idea fascinating.

Friday, July 24, 2009

nothing official about this!!!!!!

So we got together for a monthly treat. Supposed to be a brainstorming session, but between Justin, Pat, Fabby, Ajay and Mr. Jack Daniels the end result is pretty obvious.

The night is still young. On the agenda is a midnight treasure hunt, pre dinner jogg and a lot of other madness; stay locked for more.....

We're going rephrase the old adage that its not over till the 2 FAT LADIES SING!!!!!!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Moon Landing!!

Its been 40 years since the moon landing and we still cant get over it can we?
So yeah hoo haa, we landed on the moon, but then didnt we send a drone to Mars some time back. Huh! guess that was not so big a deal. Its amazing how every year, whenever this topic comes up people still question the moon landing. I actually come from the school of thought that it was indeed one giant leap for man kind that fateful day, so as you can see, I'm a believer. But everyone seems to be questioning the whole idea now so I have a few questions of my own:

1) There were 3 guys who achieved this historic feat- Neil, Buzz and "the other guy". How many of us actually know the name of "the other guy". How ironic that every group picture of the trio that I've come across features Neil and Buzz seated looking comfy and "the other guy" making the background scene; I mean come on seriously.......
I think its only fair to dedicate this the 40th year of the moon landing to "the other guy".

2) Who decided that Neil would make the first step anyways? Was he captaining this mission? Lets say he were, in which case the rules of engagement especially when concerning the "third kind" calls for the captain to hold ground and get the boys out first.
Here's my theory:
(a) the toilet on the capsule was clogged!!!! and Neil was a big boy with the smallest bladder or (b) the three of them must have fought for it and the first two made the list, coz as we've been told, one had to stay back to keep the engine running!!!!!!
Can you believe that, we send man to the moon, the moon, once again- THE MOON, but dont have an auto pilot/ anchors ahoy sort of a mechanism onboard. Wow, I would never get onto that flight. Seriosuly, I think its just too far, too much, too long for my liking. I'm a sucker for good airline food, and pills to substitue a pasta or steak dont go down well with me; but may be, just may be the onboard entertianment system must have been good coz that brings me to
(c) the onboard movie was still playing and so "the other guy" decided to stay on till the end, and hence the anonimity.

I'm happy for the moon landing, I really am. I think man shud forget the moon, and mars coz thats familiar territory; lets go to Venus guys!!!!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Thank GOD for cable TV

I'm an insomniac. There's an age old myth that this condition can be treated with regular dosage of a certain activity (clue: think 3 letter word). To a certain extent I'd have to agree, so YES but in most cases NO, if you ask me.

And then there is Gods next best creation after Eve- the wonders of CABLE TV. So here is poor me, sleepless in Dubai (if I may) quite deprived of the 3 letter activity for some time now, hung over my only late night companion, and she never dissapoints me. Yes ladies, they're playing LOVE ACTUALLY, only thing missing now is..........

Dubai's newest meeting spot

Deira city Centre has a Family Rest Room.
Yeah nothing strange about that, but raised my curiosity, when I walked in to see a number of single mommies and daddies chatting it up when the kiddies were doing their business!!!!

Networking of a different kind, I say.