Geeking out a sushi order

I am an excitable sort of girl; little things make me extremely happy. One thing which never fails to excite is my love of sushi ordering.
In fact, I become so excited that much like a drunk I lose focus and coherency and become slightly short of breath. Sushi is a feast of an experience for me, no matter how many times I may have it. I arrive to dinner early and stare at the menu with great concentration and expectation. Usually, I also become extremely confused by the many sparkly menu items and flavors presented to my mouth by my eyes, as well as very agitated if someone interrupts my strategic approach to ordering, which usually consists of my answering the age-old question ‘how much can I eat without puking’.
Aside from my sushi feast with Na.oh.mi this evening (visiting from Calgary), last I ate sushi was with A two weeks back. This image is the tissue upon which I placed my order. When I handed it to the waitress, she smiled at my clear mental awkwardness as I beamed up at her and then read the order out loud before starting to walk away.
A had to call after her to indicate that the tissue was filled with items for me. Alone. Just I, the piggy. It took me nearly three hours to eat the entire order and I am most certain the waitress had a bet with the sushi chefs as to on which piece I would tap out. I never did because I’m a strong piggy like that.
Aside: I really most appreciate my artistic rendition of a cone, not a roll, please. No doubt the sushi chefs were just as happy as I.
Question, my Question
Gold Star goes to the person who Googled: “Scat Fetish Islam” and landed here instead.
Aside from always being intrigued by the use of capitals when such individuals search the engines, I think the answer to your question can be found in Ayah 13, Surah 8, when Allah said “Are you kidding me? Uhm, no.”
Israel eyes sanctions against US
You read the title quite right.
Find the rest of the article here.
And by the way – this isn’t Palestinians dying in 2009, but rather them being blown to bits in 2005. My apologies for the mix-up.
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Because many of you have been asking
For an easy-to-understand breakdown of the political power structure in Iran.
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Hate Mail on Iran
What we usually call “liberals” have been extremely quick to jump on this bandwagon > to the point where Twitter has set up a page asking people to point out ‘suspect’ pages. Most of the posts / recommendations being made by the general population is either from people pointing out spam Twitter accounts or Twitter accounts that say they are people who voted for and continue to support Ahmadinejad. Which, of course – after watching the news about EYE-fkn-ran for 5 minutes – must mean that you’re informed and so are fully aware of the fact that everyone voted Mousavi. Of course. You’re so smart. You’re so politically en vogue.
From some of these people, I have received hate mail calling me a fascist.
Do you think they’ll remember their brotherly and siterly love of the EYE-ranians when it comes time to bomb the shit out of them and steal their natural resources so that ‘we’ can drive around in our SUVs for cheaper still? Maybe they’ll see it as a means to free and liberate the Shee-height Mozlims from a dictator.
Yay.
(Of course, here I must say that from many of these individuals, I have also received more links and information calling for caution, as well as thanks for a mini head’s up about possible misinformation. Also that individuals who don’t have any sort of label have been asking for more information and are interested in digging deeper. I don’t need to post any of these emails.)
But – my favourite form of hate mail has come from the inidviduals who are so narrow minded that they see any argument – any argument posing even the slightest challenge to their own perspective, in fact – as one which supports Ahmadinejad. The following two are my favourites thus far:
“Shame on you! No wonder you support Ahmadinejad, you have already got enough money from him! You are selling younge Iranians blood killed by his regim to this idiot who most Iranians know him better and hate him. Shame on you. You support a criminal.”
&
“Shame on promotors of facism.
Dear “leftist” :
The enemy of your enemy . is not your friend.
Join the fight against facism, rather than promoting it. Talibanism, Tehran or Kabul style, is at odds with humanity.
Do not presribe that at the expense of my people , and for the sake of your agenda.”
I believe Ahmadinejad is a stain on Islam (& I wouldn’t vote for either him or Mousavi; more to the point, I would never live under any theocracy), and yet, any call for caution and a more nuanced approach solicits this sort of a reaction. Absolutely amazing and fascinating and I love it. People’s ignorance is both prolific and deeply profound.
He is dead
Upwards of 160,000 people die annually.
War
Famine
Poverty
Disease
Global Warming
…and people can barely get off their lazy asses to demonstrate or make a phone call to a politician or write an email or pick up a newspaper to be informed…
…and yet…and yet…and yet…they line the fucking streets for him within an instant.
Get. Some. God. Damn. Perspective.
Iran article & Crone’s disease
Hi all – am not off radio silence as of yet, but must share following info. (By the way, rabble article on #iranelection goes live tomorrow morning at 9 am est.)
As has been mentioned previously, Baby J. moved to Halifax a wee while back. She has a new friend (yay!) named Jasmine, and from what Janey tells me of her, she is very nice, talented and is keeping sweet Baby Jane from feeling lonely in her new digs. (Thank you, Jasmine, she of the flowery name.)
What follows is an email from Janey, for your attention, please. Would greatly appreciate if you would share with all you know.
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Dear Maha/Gorgeous/Raven/Meesho/Kove:
Remember I was telling you about my new friend Jasmine? I am hoping you can help her and I with a project by posting this on your wonderful blog so all your wonderful blog friends can help.
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Jasmine has crone’s disease and has dealt with it all her life. Last year, she made a film called Glamour Guts, a funny short about how to stay fabulous with bowel disease – something lots of people struggle/live with, but don’t discuss. The film has been selected as one of three finalists for the CBC Short Film Face Off contest. If she wins, the prize will help her make her next film (a tragicomedy about grief).
The winner of the contest is determined by (40 hours only!) online voting.
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Please join me in supporting Jasmine by:
First – watching it: Glamour Guts.
Next – between 11pm on SATURDAY JUNE 27 and 6pm on MONDAY JUNE 29 (Atlantic Standard TIme) visit: vote for GLAMOUR GUTS (if it pleases you. -maha).
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Each person can vote up to 5 times (if you clear your cookies –you might be able to vote more than that)
Please pass on to your friends, friends of friends, family, friends of family, acquaintances, friends of acquaintances, acquaintances of acquaintances (who am I missing? family of friends of acquaintances) that you think would appreciate the movie. Family, friends of family, acquaintances etc. living abroad? No problem, they can vote too.
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Kove yoy,
Baby J.
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hi
Hi all. About to observe a little radio silence for next few days, as day job is topsy turvy fun *and* I’ve just completed my June contribution to rabble.ca, which was an exhausting piece to write (will post here upon my return to the interWeb). It is extremely dense and I have a terrible tension headache, most certainly my brain is trying to break up with me. In short, it is a word of caution about the possible misunderstanding and blowback of spin re iran ‘reformists’. If you wish to read it before next week, then just keep an eye on rabble over coming days.
Also, will start responding to all delinquent emails after this short absence from interWeb/mobile/email noise (Clay, your email is no.1).
Have a good rest and see you next week…xxoo
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