Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Missed the Crime and the Punishment

Did not glance at one paper from the Sandbox for an entire month except to read one article from Arab News last week when DH pointed it out to me, about the gang of yutes" who went on a rampage downtown vandalizing and destroying property for a variety of no good reasons. It is still news today because on Monday a dozen of the "yutes" involved were publicly flogged. The near-riot took place last Wednesday night, which is the equivalent of Friday night in the States - the beginning of the weekend. [Saudi Arabia is one of the only countries in the middle east that still uses Thursday and Friday as their weekend - quite a few countries over on this side of the world use Friday and Saturday as their weekend.] That particular day, September 23rd, a Wednesday, coincidentally, was also "National Day. These were not just kids that went on a rampage but young men - adult men - who certainly should know better insofar as what is right and what is wrong. It is interesting, to me, that society is being blamed, though, instead of making the young men reponsible for their actions. The same excuses are used in the States in inner cities where crime is rampant: "We need to allow more space for the youth in terms of sports clubs, movie theaters and recreation facilities." Always someone else's fault. And, that, in my opinion, is why there are so many problems in the world. No personal responsibility. Whatever. The matter is not over - not resolved. Depending on which report you read there were either 80 or 100 men involved in the rampage but only twelve were punished a couple of days ago. They were the ones who "confessed." Others will be punished in the coming days. The businesses involved, have reported millions of riyals of damage caused or goods stolen.

Groggy and Not With It

Still jet-lagged. And a gazillion things to do. We travel lightly. Ha! Three checked suitcases, not one of which weighed less than 65 pounds [we're allowed two each and 70 pounds per bag], along with a golf bag, and four carry-ons to unpack. Thankfully the bags contain mostly clean laundry. But even still, unpacking is just a daunting task when you're tired. A day's job. And, make food for The Kids. Have only a couple of days worth in the freezer. Sent a shipment from the States which should be here in a week or two. Twenty-four boxes. Including two hundred and forty pounds of dehydrated food from The Honest Kitchen. A lot of other goodies in the shipment as well. Canned potatoes. Canned crab meat. Miracle Whip. Watermelon Jell-O. All the stuff I can't find here. Stacks of books. Found a fantastic little used book store near my Mom's house! Cannot wait to start reading all the new books. Shoes. Lots and lots of shoes. The coolest purple boots! However, in order to make room for all the stuff that is coming I need to do some cleaning and reorganizing. Another daunting task. I'm going to be busy for the next week or so. Thankfully it has cooled off in The Sandbox and I can get out to the garage to clean - again - so that I can make some storage space... Overwhelming is what it is right now. And I'm just tired. Will force myself to stay awake all day and NOT take a nap so that hopefully I can be back on the time here in the short term. I think it took almost a week to get back on this time when we returned from the States last year. Arrgh...


Back tomorrow with a new post. Home... Home. Sweet. Home.

Monday, September 07, 2009

Good Try - Not Going to Happen, Though

"Anonymous" who wants to discect my English - you need to get your own blog. You're not going to comment here. It is because of you and your ilk that comment moderation will remain on. Forever. Three times you've tried. I will continue to reject and delete you each and every time. Go somewhere else.

Friday, September 04, 2009

Why? Why?! WHY!!??!!

Do both the computer and the printer choose to give me a hard time when I need them most? Because I need them, that's why. And, because "they" can.

My printer is telling me I need to reinstall the "HP software" before it will allow me to print photographs. I am going to the States soon and wanted to print out a bunch of pictures to take back. Cannot print a single one of them. Where is the stupid disc we got with the printer? Not a clue where it is. However, will call HP and hope that they can help me. Again. Their customer support has been fabulous in the past. Hopefully that has not changed. Just one more thing to add to my growing list of things to do though, that instead of getting shorter just keeps getting longer. Typical. Just typical.

And now the computer. It is not letting me do my links to the articles in the newspapers. I started a post with "local" news the other day. Fought with it and fought with it and couldn't get it to post my links properly. WHAT the HECK is WRONG with IT!?? I know how to do links. No I am not a computer genius. I have never professed to be. But I think I know how to post links after having done so for the last four years or so, here, at this blog. But now? Noooo. Arguing with a computer and a printer are just something I do not have any patience with. I want to turn them on, and I expect them to work. Is that asking too much? Apparently it is.

And today, because I didn't have enough to do, I was goofing off at the computer and came across the thing on MSM about Standard Poodles that have all been clipped to look like something else. Clipped, coiffed and dyed. The "camel" is what caught my attention. No, I have absolutely no intention to try to do anything like this to The Baby, ever, but it sure was cute.


See? Still not posing properly. Just par for the course...

I've got to write about the truck, too. Anyone in the States having problems with "Government Motors" yet? Just curious. Would like to be able to have something to compare our GMC dealer here with. Dealing with GMC in Khobar has not been particularly easy since we bought the truck almost three years ago, but I don't really sweat it very much because it isn't something I can really do anything about. You know, since women in The Sandbox cannot drive. DH has to have that headache. And this week? Oh, it was a headache alright. Big headache. A migraine.
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