Let's Focus on the Positive this Independence Day

We got a lot of rain, my final sucked ass and I am too mad at myself to write anything.

On the other hand, fellow blogger, Irina, has a great topic on her site, check it out.

Have A Great Weekend Everyone

Irony

I was going to write a light post today. It is Friday, I had a very late night and all I want to do is slip under my desk till 5:00 so I can go home and slip on my bed … but I saw this and I wanted to write something about it.

Police on Thursday, June 22, 2006, arrested Clint Brewer and charged him with trespassing. This guy, a complete moron, idiot and piece of dirt, was “discovered hiding in bushes outside a daycare center attended by Angelina Jolie's adopted son.”

Hiding in bushes! Outside a daycare center!

The jerkoff gets caught and HIDES HIS FACE as he leaves the police station.

What a dweeb.

All That Work For ... Ghana 2 - U.S. 1

Prayer Time

As a Muslim, I always run into problems when I have to pray, esp. during the daytime. Muslims have to pray five times a day and since our prayers involve movements, we need a little more space than, for example, the little cube where I spend most of my life.

While weekday prayers are important too, Friday afternoon prayers are the most important and Muslims, who like myself may not be the most pious, try to at least make their Friday prayers.

However, leaving work in the afternoons can be a little difficult, especially if the prayers aren’t being held anyplace close and you have to get on the metro to get to the mosque etc. My solution is the easy one, I don’t pray during the day. My reasoning is that God understands and that he’ll cut me a break.

However, not everyone feels that way. For example, the Washington Post reports that “the Howard County school board has agreed to consider continuing a policy that has allowed Muslim students to leave school 20 minutes early on Fridays to attend prayer services.”

I wanted to highlight this story for three reasons:

1. For those who think of America as the Devil’s Playground and an evil nation, I wanted to point that in many/most Muslim countries giving this kind of freedom to other religions is unheard of. This is just one of the reasons why I think that this is, bar none, the greatest country in the world.

2. For those that think that Muslims are a small minority, I wanted to point to this story and say that we are an active and vibrant part of this nation. We have to learn to live with each other, accept our cultures, as the Howard country school board is doing, and make this a stronger nation.

3. Finally, for the Muslims within the U.S. who don’t consider this country theirs, I wanted to point out to them the steps that the citizens of this country are taking to make them feel welcome. While there are some bad apples out there, no doubt, overall, this is a good, fair and welcoming nation. Be glad you are here and not in Egypt or, worse yet, Saudi Arabia.

Got a little serious there at the end. Sorry about that.

Now back to our regular programming.

The Movie To Beat

Size Is Everything.

I tried to write something up, uh not the thing that I am writing right now but something more meaningful, but because work is kicking my butt and I have a quiz tonight, I decided to focus on something easy.

Big glasses! What’s going on?

Shouldn’t you wear something that fits your face as opposed to something that takes over your face? We just got over the insanely loose fitting jeans thing and now these huge glasses have taken over our faces.

Any fashionistas out there care to explain this phenomenon?

The Appointment Has Been Cancelled!

The NY Times had an interesting piece the other day on the joy of a cancelled appointment, linked here.

This article is particularly relevant for us DC dwellers. We lead amazingly busy lives and cannot seem to get away from work thanks to advances in Web mails, Blackberries and other such garbage.

So, when an appointment is cancelled, as it sometimes is, and there isn’t any other to take its place, the joy knows no bounds. I went through this joy recently, yesterday in fact. My class was cancelled and I found out about it when I got to the room. Reading the sign, Class Cancelled, brought tears to my eyes. Oh, the joy.

I am sure that we have all gone through similar feelings. What are yours?