Sunday, August 20, 2006

If you're wondering why you've not seen me on Skype, it's because Dubai seems to have blocked the service completely.

If you're wondering if I'm still driving the borrwed company pick-up, I am. I'm thinking now of getting a Ford Focus, which means I might as well be wearing a T-shirt that says "I have no gonads."

If you're wondering whree I'm living, I'm staying in the spare room of a friend. It's been dire and dismal and depressing, with multiple false alarms when it comes to finding a decent place to call home.

If you're wondering what's the most exciting thing I've done lately, I'm not sure what to tell you. Let's see. On Saturday, I went on a booze run to the liquor store in one of the neighboring emirates, Umm al Quwain, where it's legal to buy alcohol. I can now make Harvey Wallbangers. I am ashamed to say that's the first time I've been to any other part of the UAE, except for that broadcasters' conference I went to in Abu Dhabi.

If you're wondering what's the most exciting thing I've not done lately, I guess it would have to be the thing that I didn't do with the man from County Clare I met at a bar. An interesting guy -- he's been a session percussionist for Pink Floyd and is friends with David Gilmour. After several drinks he used an expression with me that I wasn't overly familiar with. I don't remember what it was exactly but it had the word "pants" in it. He explained that it means, "I would love to give you a blow job." I can't for the life of me remember the expression.