tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post393257790107368083..comments2009-06-18T20:16:30.563+03:00abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558abufares@abufares.netBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-34522248017457196542009-06-18T20:16:30.563+03:002009-06-18T20:16:30.563+03:00http://uk.news.yahoo.com/5/20090618/twl-pilot-dies-while-flying-passenger-pl-3fd0ae9.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-15116452977170719652009-06-18T18:23:57.271+03:002009-06-18T18:23:57.271+03:00@w.b. yeats<br /><br />one of the weirdest dreams I had involved me and a goat. No, no, it wasn&#39;t kinky or anything but there I was sitting somewhere with a goat.<br />It went on and on and on...<br />When I woke up the look in the goat&#39;s eyes was the only thing I could remember.<br />Shivers still run down my spine when I remember the look in her eyes...<br />Oh, the brute severity, the unspoken burden, the unfulfilled aspiration of a lonely goat staring at a strange man in a dream.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-29262277010407529252009-06-18T18:16:17.865+03:002009-06-18T18:16:17.865+03:00@Fantasia<br /><br />Well of course, what else to expect of you.<br />Is it wrong to be awakened by an orgasm?<br />I so wish I get such a call but somehow wet dreams have always eluded me (even when I needed them most:-)<br />Some daydreams were not meant to be fulfilled at the spur of the moment. Being the delicacy they are, they cook over a very low fire... and they need time... plenty of time.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-8442482391441451272009-06-18T18:13:42.766+03:002009-06-18T18:13:42.766+03:00@JGM<br /><br />Well I consider myself open-minded but Unshaven armpits?!<br />Besides not being able to afford a razor blade what&#39;s the excuse... it&#39;s just so cobwebee, LOLabufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-14239322743994695472009-06-18T18:02:47.795+03:002009-06-18T18:02:47.795+03:00I just wanted to wish you a Happy Father&#39;s day before this Sunday arrives : ) I will have a full-house as all the family is coming over for Father&#39;s Day Lunch. Planning to cook for a big family is always a little overwhelming, but in the end very satisfying. We always have a good time and lots of laughs. Maybe the wine has something to do with that... : P<br /><br />Changing the subject, I had a very weird dream last night. I was travelling on a sailboat towards and Island were the parents of a good friend supposedly live. The boat docked and kept on going up hill with wheels and the mast down. The house was way up hill but had the ocean right beside it also. The water was crystal clear, and there was a man tied down inside the water. He was turning blue, but nobody seemed to care. In fact they all seem to think he was happy that way... It was a long dream, so I will spare you the rest!<br /><br />best of wishes to you on Father&#39;s day.<br />Love always,<br />w.b. yeatsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-50435131445267840902009-06-18T04:37:15.842+03:002009-06-18T04:37:15.842+03:00Ah my friend ... if only you had the dreams I have. Complete with opening and closing credits at times!<br />I think I write my stories in my sleep. They percolate and the next day I&#39;m writing it all down in a frenzy trying to capture it all before ... like a butterfly ... it&#39;s bright wings pass me by gone forever.<br />I have even been awakened by an orgasm coursing through my body from my night journeys ... I wake, confused but .... well .... I shall not complain. Is it wrong? I don&#39;t know - it just is.<br /> <br />As for daydreams .... I prefer to make them realities whenever possible. It&#39;s gotten me in trouble - but it&#39;s also made for an interesting life.<br /><br />Nightmares are another matter. I do not wish to give them importance by talking baout them.Fantasia Lillithhttp://pillowtalkpress.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-78266333591830555122009-06-17T00:24:37.108+03:002009-06-17T00:24:37.108+03:00abufares, I think everything in the 70&#39;s was in excess, from shag to toe, lol... and not so long ago I have travelled extensively (in my previous line of work), where women in uniform were in abundance. <br />Very often I found myself chilling by the pool in one down to earth Hotel in Colombo (Sri Lanka), where mainly French/German female tourists wandered nonchalantly brandishing unshaven armpits bursting with afro-wigs.lol. Yuk<br /> Have a nice day.JGMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07006985362873821979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-42656350393278507952009-06-16T14:28:49.235+03:002009-06-16T14:28:49.235+03:00@Batoul<br /><br />Ohhh, an angel of mercy in our midst.<br />Can you check my pulse (or whatever) and I promise to behave, LOL.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-74810636846738165202009-06-15T22:28:48.161+03:002009-06-15T22:28:48.161+03:00Oh Abu Fares, thats exactly how I lack dreams lol. I wake up swearing to tell the person I dreamt of them but forget the dream in its entirety the same instance! I&#39;m a big day dreamer though.<br /><br />LOL@ backward 10 and &quot;pulse(or whatever)&quot; Its funny to hear the other side of the table but I&#39;ll avoid fully cofessing I wear the uniform :P Good day to you sir.Batoul A.http://www.blogger.com/profile/01288206415738998532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-43463316858661996442009-06-15T16:22:15.630+03:002009-06-15T16:22:15.630+03:00@Isobel<br />I stand corrected.<br />Uuuhhh, it feels so comfortable, LOLabufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-91581037032770238862009-06-15T15:39:49.600+03:002009-06-15T15:39:49.600+03:00Correction, Abu Fares! I did like it. I just wasn&#39;t sure how to comment on it. lol! I always enjoy your posts no matter how much you ramble! ;)Isobelhttp://suffonsifisms.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-2819873698186072762009-06-15T12:39:43.004+03:002009-06-15T12:39:43.004+03:00@Isobel<br /><br />Ahhh, but I know you so well. You didn&#39;t like this post that much. Don&#39;t worry, I don&#39;t like it either :-)<br /><br />As a matter of fact, it&#39;s one of those that were written on the spur of the moment. Usually, when I have nothing to say I post a recipe, LOL. That&#39;s what I should&#39;ve done.<br />Like you, I&#39;m a light sleeper and never had the desire to grab a nurse&#39;s butt. Can I say that it was just a bad dream... One that oddly enough I can still remember ;-)abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-87525435108658826182009-06-15T03:45:03.949+03:002009-06-15T03:45:03.949+03:00Well, Abu Fares, I day dream during the day, and dream while I&#39;m asleep at night. Apparently my entire life is a dream...or a nightmare...depending on which side of the bed I got up that day!! lol! I can never understand how people can&#39;t remember their dreams...but I suppose part of why I can remember is because I&#39;m such a light sleeper.<br /><br />Trips on anesthetics is not something I&#39;ve ever experienced nor grabbing a nurses butt (never had the desire) so I really can&#39;t comment from a personal level. I did, however, get a kick out of your stories. Great post!! ;)Isobelhttp://suffonsifisms.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-4859022316571717112009-06-14T21:10:31.115+03:002009-06-14T21:10:31.115+03:00http://uk.news.yahoo.com/18/20090613/tuk-queen-elizabeth-ii-gets-own-vegetabl-a7ad41d.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-42169401899544028932009-06-14T14:14:42.515+03:002009-06-14T14:14:42.515+03:00@lê<br />My friend, I&#39;m afraid they are all gone.<br />Not only did the people get screwed over the past few decades in Syria, our most precious natural resources have totally disappeared.<br />Sometimes, I&#39;m so overwhelmed, I feel like packing and leaving.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-77370063167372342102009-06-13T21:57:17.704+03:002009-06-13T21:57:17.704+03:00DREAM A LITTLE DREAM OF ME<br /><br />i dream of wild EUFRATES with its beatifull riffels<br />i deam of the AASI with its blue water and delicuos eel fish,<br />i dream of the BALIKH river and its deep and slow waters,<br />i deam of the AFRIN river and its BONI FISH,<br /><br />I dream of all those places that are gone forever,<br /><br />i do not dream of people, i hate crouded places, i hate mass histery, i hate polution,<br /><br />lêAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-62431807933456447542009-06-13T18:00:09.526+03:002009-06-13T18:00:09.526+03:00He, he! I can Imagine : ) <br /><br />An unsolicited &quot;haircut&quot; The Horror!<br /><br />w.b. yeatsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-57055797145280411632009-06-13T17:40:30.787+03:002009-06-13T17:40:30.787+03:00@w.b. yeats<br />Ahhh, but I didn&#39;t tell you about the huge male nurse who had to &quot;shave&quot; me once. I didn&#39;t mention where the uncalled for &quot;haircut&quot; was needed either.<br />The horrible things he did to me... Unspeakable... sob, sob, sob...abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-14972227209770717772009-06-13T17:35:08.788+03:002009-06-13T17:35:08.788+03:00You are lucky! First you get a nice female Nurse, and friendly to the boot : ) <br /><br />After my first twisted ovary operation, a very large nurse woke me up, forced me out of bed and told me I had to walk. The amount of force I had to use to be able to use my stomach muscles after they had been cut up was so strenuous, I threw up all over! It was very disturbing, sad and disgusting. <br /><br />Even though she was correct, I did need to start flexing those muscles, I could have never imagine how painful it was going to be.<br /><br />w.b. yeatsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-30392386708892225192009-06-13T17:15:35.054+03:002009-06-13T17:15:35.054+03:00@w.b. yeats<br />For all I know the whole post could have been a dream. Didn&#39;t I start by saying that my dreams are senseless???<br />My experience with anesthesia has been reasonably pleasant. &quot;My nurse&quot; is a clear example of how serene my waking up is :-)abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-32688593652876910472009-06-12T23:19:11.918+03:002009-06-12T23:19:11.918+03:00I started reading your blogg and thought it was all about dreams, then it ends up with doctors and anesthetics, which is something completely different...<br /><br /><br />I remember my dreams constantly (we all dream even if we do not remember the next day, right?); My dreams are always very weird, long and convoluted experiences. Some are happy dreams, some are pure agony, and very few are sexy and steamy; needless to say all are extremely strange!<br /><br />Anesthetics... I had my share. Always knock me out very quickly. The feeling my be good in the beggining, but once you wake after an operation and reality hits is no FUN. Painful...<br /><br />Good reading, like always. I specially liked your nurse : )<br /><br />You are a good story teller Abufares!<br /><br />w.b. yeatsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-43015382963823944332009-06-12T22:22:34.744+03:002009-06-12T22:22:34.744+03:00@Katia<br />Daydreaming... sometimes I think it&#39;s the fuel that keeps us going.<br />Thank you for dropping by, your presence here is always a joy.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-36806392114953155212009-06-12T18:14:30.684+03:002009-06-12T18:14:30.684+03:00Is it Ok to tell you that I sort of stopped at the title... to pick up where I had left before?<br /><br />That&#39;s how powerful my daydreams are ;-)<br /><br />Delightful post, as always!Katiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10838074699362953782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-70479968193266294662009-06-12T12:54:21.656+03:002009-06-12T12:54:21.656+03:00@KJ<br />You go ahead and post about a dream but you certainly wouldn&#39;t me to do that.<br />My last one involved sitting on a toilet with no walls or door in the middle of a busy and crowded street.abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26866567.post-88293665257368077512009-06-12T12:52:29.655+03:002009-06-12T12:52:29.655+03:00@JGM<br />I was in a good mood when I wrote this post true... I was waiting for something to happen (after I daydreamed about it) and it did:-)<br />Thank you for the link. Don&#39;t you think people looked weirdest in the 70&#39;s??? They had so much hair (even the women, LOL)abufareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05528721595411746558noreply@blogger.com