A friend sent me a link to a list of all the books that make me dumb. Well supposedly anyway. There are books within the list that I would like to carry with me everywhere, or maybe I already do carry a bit of those books within myself each day.
Tag to anyone and everyone who reads this post: let me know if you get a rush of nostalgia with the following book titles as well.
Catch 22
Atlas Shrugged
Life of Pi
The Great Gatsby
1984
The Catcher in the Rye
All Quiet on the Westernfront
Alice in Wonderland
To Kill a Mockingbird
Brave New World
A Farewell to Arms
The Bell Jar
The Count of Monte Cristo
Running With Scissors
Lord of the Flies
Animal Farm
Anthem
Great Expectations
A Separate Peace
Hamlet
Night
The Outsiders
The Color Purple
Each title brings back a memory with it, and I grow to appreciate the books I read in Umreekan ISKool all the more, and make me miss the library even more than that.
Books That Make Me Dumb
The Funk Soul Brother
With taglines such as, "Peri peri, sixie sixie" to mark its sixth anniversary, and "Peri-fy your soul" during the month of Ramadan, behold the latest brainchild of the Nando's advertising team: the lid for the aluminum box for take-out orders. What. Absolute. Genius.
Scrambled Eggs
The fever has got to my brain and my thoughts are all scrambled. Now I know how Humpty Dumpty must have felt after falling off that silly wall.
Commit to Memory
Anyone who knows me even vaguely must know that I will never be able to relate to Ryzvan as my 'hubby' - my mind draws a blank each time someone uses that word and I drop everything to correct that person. I can't imagine using that word for him, ever: it's too... commonplace. Just about every woman in love calls her husband her hubby. I beg to differ.
A friend asked me to elaborate and after having looked into the reason why having to hear Ryzvan as my hubby makes me cringe, I came up with this.
I have this thing with nicknames. I am already very selective both about giving nicknames to people and assuming names for myself. Being of that thought myself, for anyone else to assume a nickname for my husband or fiance before my saying so is kind of eerie.
I don't mind anyone else calling her husband her hubby, that's entirely her business. But what I call mine, is my business and he's Ryzvan when people speak of him to me, or Ryz at the most. Any other name I give him, is my name to him - not anyone else's for him to me. Three's a crowd.