How much do I miss inanity that is actually humorous? A lot.
How much do I miss quirky Canadians? Even more.
Unfortunately The Red Green Show is not available on Showtime here in the sandbox, so sad. I do, however, get Desperate Housewives, Sex in the City, and So You Think You Can Dance. Yes mom, about a week after I complained about not getting to see it they started showing it on one of the Dubai channels. Yippee!!! It is, though, censored; they cut parts out like when the rumba or samba or salsa-dancing gets a little hot. Lame.
That is on channels like MBC which are Dubai-based and come free on Nilesat and are, therefore, on the censored list. Here in Egypt Nilesat, which is like basic cable, comes free for those who can afford to buy satellite dishes-which is pretty much everyone in Egypt. Ok, well almost everyone. Even on the plywood shacks erected in empty lots can you find sat dishes perched precariously.
Mr MM and I subscribed to the, kind of, expensive Showtime cable because he wanted to watch the Premier League and I wanted E! and all the other fabulously trashy American channels. On Showtime there is no censorship, at all. In fact the Sex in the City shows are the ones that were on HBO back in the day and not even the basic American cable-censored ones I saw back in the states. Its pretty cool. And don’t tell him I said this, but Mr MM is as addicted to them as I am.
On Saturdays and Sundays I cannot touch the TV. For fear of life and limb I do not touch the TV or in any way obstruct Mr MM’s view of the Premier League matches. Or Liga matches. Or whatserface Italian league matches. Or the German League whateveryoucallit. I just don’t.
I’m very sleepy nowadays because its cold, and the flat is very cold. The bathroom in the morning is very, very cold. At least, alhumdulillah, we have a natural gasline so most of our faucets have automatic hot water. Thank God that I don’t have to fill the water heater, wait for it to heat up, and try to take a shower before all the hot water runs out. That would make me a very unhappy little girl. So, one more time for emphasis, alhumdulillah.
I’m also very sleepy because Zuzu has discovered that tickling my face with her whiskers whilst I am sleeping usually wakes me up so that I can pet her. Assuming I ignore her and go back to sleep she then commandeers my pillow in retribution and will not move. This morning she discovered the joy of sleeping on my back. Sometimes I wonder why she doesn’t sleep on Mr MM. Maybe its because I’m squishier. Probably because I am squishier.
After being told by both of my bosses, in separate incidences, that they will pay for me to learn Arabic I got the hint and am in the process of enrolling myself. I am taking A’ameyya Arabic, which is the colloquial Egyptian Arabic, because I don’t care much to biest speaking ye olde Foos’ha no matter how beneficial and useful it may be. Eventually, inshAllah, I will graduate into Foos’ha, but for now expect my j’s to be g’s and all that jazz. I mean gazz.
Its going to be a long night at work.
A looooooooooooooong night.