- In future posts, My husband will be referred to as Stone. Because it was getting really repetitive to type "my husband this" and "My Husband That" over and over again. I have yet to pick names for the kiddies.
- Is anyone else following the news about the Saudi rape case where the victim of a gang rape was sentenced to 200 lashes because the rape occurred while she was out with an unrelated male, without a Guardian? Reason # 259,611,172 that I don't have a Saudi passport. I am speechless.
- Also in the news, allegations of a certain Omani ex-telcom minister receiving a 1.9 million dollar sweetener after awarding a contract to Ericsson in the late nineties. This Guy blogged about it here. It's a good read.
- This guy also blogged about the strange Omantel deal for the Pakistani telcom. Muscati blogged about it as well, over on the Oman community blog. It smells a bit fishy as well... Nawras executives must be high fiving each other this week.
- The Oman Web Awards 2007 is coming up, Go on over and have a read about what Blue_Chi has written regarding the Oman Web Awards 2006 and the Oman Web Awards 2005.
Maybe all the prostitutes really have gone into hiding. We've been searching seedy bars since eid, and have only located a handfull of working girls, all of them strangely clad in Abayah. A report is forthcoming, I promise.
On a similar vein, Last night I was trying to convince Stone to go get a few massages and see if he could score a "happy ending". I was like "babe, I NEEEEEED you to research this for me...." and he said it made him feel a little uncomfortable that his wife was demanding that he go get hand jobs from strange women, even if it was in the name of research. I don't know who is luckier, him or me. Stone has elected not to assist in the research project.
I saw my friend Ahmed the other day. Ahmed and I worked together off and on for three years or so, and as a result, we've traveled most of the Middle East together, seen some really insane stuff on the road, had to share a seedy hotel room when a flight was cancelled, and I once tried to kill him with my bare hands. He is a really, really, really true friend.
I forgot how good it is to spend some time with someone who really knows me, and who understands my sense of humour, and who isn't interested in discussing diapers, baby toys, or politics. Ahmed, It was really good to see you.
What are the shared experiences that make a particular friendship strong? I don't know.