Moogle Thoughts Issue #8 – The Infidel and the Dermatologist

Finally! It’s here!

But… wait! Where is it?!

Well before I give it to you:

What you’re about to see is a mockup. In otherwords, all the content, is by ME. So yes, I get to butcher lots of people here :P But it’s dedicated to our one and only HANI.

Remember! The “chatbox” is to be read bottoms-up!

Remember! It was written with LOVE! Nothing to be offended about!

So go ahead and ENJOY! >>>>>>>> CLICK HERE!

And don’t forget to comment on this post :P

KJ Goes Tactical Espionage Action

Ever thought while watching a movie “what if I were there” or when playing a game “what if this thing happened?”

Well it did! Here’s the story.

Thursday night I was going out to pick up my friends and I stopped on the way over a bridge to take a photo of the traffic below. You know, for the upcoming TTL (which might be slightly delayed). I went down from my car and realized that I forgot the batteries at home. I got back into the car and drove off.

Little did I know that my wallet had dropped on the road right there and then.

I noticed the missing item within minutes as my internal clock triggered an OCD-checkup on all items in the car to ensure they’re all in their designated compartments. I went back to the site and searched to no avail. I went OCD on my car; nothing. I called up the bank to block my account and I went to the police station to file a report for my driving license and my missing wallet.

Sunday, 12:23 AM, I get a phone call from a local number. A guy who can barely speak English and no other language communicated to me that he has my wallet and I have to meet him. He decided to meet me in the mall parking lot (2 minutes from my place).

I went to the mall (which I knew is still open) and didn’t find anyone who looked like he was waiting for me. I called back, he didn’t pick up. After half an hour (and the mall closed) I went back home.

Then he called again, and told me he is leaving and will be there in 20 minutes.

My videogame-based mind started its permuations through my “history logs” and I picked up a possible threat. Empty parking lot behind the mall at 1:30 past midnight? It has GTA written all over it.

I called the cops, gave them the numbers I got contacted from and they told me they’d send some patrol to my area.

Meanwhile, I utilized the 20 minutes and made a tour around the mall to check all possible places where I can escape from (or get attacked from) if I am in or out of the car. I saw the police patrol and we discussed my concern. They had a list of gangs/criminals they’re looking for whom they suspect “do their business” in this area. They decided to conceal themselves.

mall with parking

I waited in the car, rolled down the windows only enough for me to get some fresh air, locked the doors, put the handbrakes down and gear on D for an easy escape when needed.

Three men approached. I made a quick scan of the surroundings for more people. There were some labormen. I tried not to be paranoid, but I remained cautious – ie not to escape through that route. I used EagleVision to check questionable portrudings in their pockets (weapons) and made sure their hands were always facing front.

The guy started talking to me, asking questions about the contents of the wallet. Fine, I thought. All is good. Their country of origin though is politically questionable.

He took out my wallet to hand it over. ie, I had to roll down my window. That was the cue for the cops.

Within seconds, they came out and grinded to a halt next to me. One of the guys was in total shock, one remained calm and the third rushed to the police vehicle. The cop talked to him while the second cop kept an eye on the other two. What upset me was that the police car blocked my escape route.

While I was mad at myself for not having put the police car into my escape formula (and mentally trying to load the “Load Saved Game” menu to redo the whole thing), the cops sorted out their business and I was given my wallet back, all items and money intact.

I went back home, thanked the people, and reminded myself that there are still some honest folks out there. Still, I will have my license replaced. You know, just in case I was wrong :D

ZOMG am turning into Qwaider LOL!

Excuse me!

You must have noticed my absence.

If not, imbeciles!

I don’t need your pardon of course, but I’m quite swarmed with stuff at the moment and I have litte brain cells to spare – so I spend my brain cell leftovers reading “You Can Be Happy No Matter What” (as if I need someone to teach me psychology) concurrently with “Samarkand“.

And the other spare time I spend on weekends (given all my friends left town / got fired|laid off and left town / having exams / busy with their wives|girlfriends|fiances) is utilized by finishing up the stack of pending games. One of them is positively gory.

Not to mention am taking night classes three times a week 6:30 – 10:30.

And two weeks from now am going to Syria for another week to spend Eid with my family.

I cram my days a lot right?

Sooooooooooo as you can see I have little time to see if you passed your exams or have emptied your closets or had babies or killed said babies or are bitching about some browser privacy issues or contemplating the demise of the universe or having religious fevers or discussing Middle East prospects or debating Arabic music or feeling sad for the hungry and poor while Dubai has the extravagant opening to Atlantis hotel or posting the 20 year old email stating the differences between males and females or idolizing Michael Jackson or wondering what’s going on with Syrian blogs or or or.


The good news is that the next issue of Moogle Thoughts is 70% done (yes it’s that much effort, Hani) and it should be out before I leave to Syria (so I can read your comments of course). So stay tuned!

Or not…

But I know you will.

I mean.

It’s Moogle ^_^


إلتهاب رموش

إلي قرأتوه مظبوط، محسوبكم ملتهبه رموشه!

هي القصة:

مثل ما بتعرفو، عملت ليزك من شهرين ونص ورحت من فترة للمراجعة. اجا الدكتور وتفرج على شعراتي النهفة وحط المجهر وفحص عيني.

جميل جميل.. كل شي تمام الحمدالله. مبروك كنان عيونك ماشالله ممتازين.

منيح خبر حلو.

بس رموشك زباله!


رموشك يا أفندي.. شي مقرف!

ليش؟ خير شبن؟

ورجيني تشوف… اع! ليش هيك يا كنان، شو ما بتغسل؟ ما عندكم مي بالبيت؟

يا زلمة بغسل وأنا عم نشف، شو فيييي احكي!

لازم نضف رموشك هلأ..


كنان عيوني سماع، عيونك ما فيهن شي الحمدالله بس رموشك ملتهبين.

لك كيف رموش بتلتهب يا زلمه! كلن شعر!

اه مزبوط هو الإلتهاب بجفونك بس رموشك إلي أكلت خرى.

بالله شو؟

يعني بتاخد هاد المرهم ست أشهر

نعم؟ مشان رموش؟

بدك تصفى بلا رموش؟

طيب ماشي.


فمثل ما شايفين، مين في واحد متخلف بالدنيا مفصوم بتلتهب رموشه؟ يعني بين كل شي متخلف بالدنيا، اجاني إلتهاب رموش؟

على قولت صاحبي، أجدب!

Movie Review: Quantum of Solace

Having missed out on Casino Royale, I was looking forward to watch Quantum of Solace despite the fact that I am not a fan of Bond films. However, that night my friend and I were seeking what every Bond film is about: absurdely ridiculous story with a cast of wonderful women topped with expensive cars being shredded and tons of humor and gizmos.

Sadly we were disappointed.

Quantum of Solace

From the animated intro to the film I knew this wasn’t a normal addition to the series. The festive, colorful animations have been replaced by a an almost literal visual translation of the words Quantum and Solace. The oddly blue hues and purples already depressed most of the audience – and with sexy female figures not prominently featured, the male audience was disappointed.

Things turn to the better though when the film begins with an awesome, adrenaline-infused car chase. The incomprehensible story surfaces almost immediately, as I recognized from the get-go that this was a direct continuation from Casino Royale. Not that it really mattered to me personally – Bond films didn’t put much attention on story anyway.

Sadly, I was proved a tad wrong.

Quantum of Solace

Quantum of Solace tries hard – for a Bond film – to focus its story on emotions. It really weakened the film in my opinion since you’re not expected to put in brain effort while watching such a movie. Not that the story was heavy in any way, but there were story elements that were carried from the previous movie. Moneypenny’s role as a moral advisor to Bond’s bewildered state of mind from whatever happened in the previous movie made me feel like I was forced to care about the characters.

Problem is, the cast is poorly developed. With the exception of Bond and Mon, the rest of the crew’s performance ranged from abysmal to mediocre. Camille’s – the Bond Girl here – story is a typical cliche you cannot care less about. The movie takes itself too seriously but it’s doing so by a weak, underdeveloped (and overly used) storyline while maintaining a gritty look and atmosphere. The storyline got overly burdened when it felt like a lecture about the current global issues – from water supply to Africa to oil. It’s tedious to squeeze all this into a two hour flick.

Quantum of Solace

On the bright side of things, Daniel Craig’s portrait of Bond and Judi Dench’s of M is superb. They fit the roles naturally and even when everyone else was trying hard to be serious, they delivered a solid dramatic performance when needed. The movie’s pastel color tones and subdued hues added to the grittiness in a good way, and in fact made the film seem more “classy”. Whatever action sequences were there were choreographed well, despite some “crazy camera” issues at times when the producer tried to convey a sense of action by throwing you mind-boggling amount of scenes per second.

Overall, while I think it is a good thing if a Bond film is a film you would want to care about, the lack of (or little of) trademark Bond aspects made this film less like Bond and more like a Borne flick gone awry.

Whether that means anything it’s up to you.