Ok, so they found a briefcase under the M60 overpass (Mancunian Way). I know of times when the first person to find it would have given a quick, furtive gander about and then’ve sidled off with it! The Mancunian way. Oh, for the good old days.

What is the world coming to? It’s such a shame that people can’t go about their everyday business without having to fear for their lives. I’m talking, of course, about the unestimable number of unexploded mines, rockets, motar shells, etc. that lie strewn around conflict zones across the world. Every year, according to the Mines Advisory Group (MAG), 20,000 people are either killed or injured, the overwhelming majority of which are civilians, including children.
I also just realised the other day that the date 7/7 marks the day I arrived in the UK in the year 2000.

This is my first post!!!

And what follows has no relevance to that or anything for that matter…

When I turned 18… my brother, whom you better know as Nazir, played Skid Row’s “18 & Life”… and then he played “Sweet Lil’ Sister” by the same band… don’t really know why that came to me mind, but it did. So there. Period. Fullstop.

Now, 8 years later… (has it really been 8 years Agu??? Damn!! You’re old! ;)) he asks me to write some shit for his blog. Actually lays down all the ground work for me as well. And what do I do? I type this nonsense…

That can be explained like this. I’m his full sister. Which means he shares, on an average, 50% of my genes. He got 50% of my dad’s and 50% of me mom’s genes. I did too. My hypothesis is that he got all the “beneficial” ones while I got stuck with the redundant ones. If you just took a look at our respective legs and noses, you’ll know what I’m talking about… hence, I have no idea what I’m typing. He got the “I-know-what-to-type-at-the-drop-of-a-hat” genes, you see?

So there… I’m excused from all pretense of being a genius, of being self-aware to a large extent, and of being a good writer.

Basically, I have nothing to say. But keeping my brother’s wounded feelings in mind, I promise to write whenever I have anything interesting to share with y’all.

So, here’s a lame end to a lamer beginning…
Cheers!
And keep that head banging!
Y? aka Yasmin aka Yass-hole…

Congrats to London! We showed foul-mouthed Chirac. Now good luck to them getting all those tourists in without major gridlock! I was sure we’d win, once I learned that super athlete ~/~ David Beckham was in the olympic comittee. (Note:- henceforth I shall be using this sign ~/~ to denote sarcasm) Speaking of footballers, Gerrard made a U-turn when he changed from being a devoted scouser to a money-grabber. Now I hear he’s reversed again and he’ll sign for Liverpool. No comment.

Federer’s won, surprise surprise. I watched it, wasn’t really expecting Roddick to do anything. I also watched The Life of Brian, and American Beauty, amongst others. Cheers Rob! Saturday night was fun, went to Filmworks, and sat in the Gallery section thanks to some vouchers. Free nachos, free popcorn, free drinks. I did have to sit through ‘Batman Begins’ though. If anyone’s seen it, they’ll know what I mean. Bumped into Ina & Mahesh in Sainsbury’s while Rob & I were out buying the best vodka (on a side note, Russian voda=water, vodka=vodka. In Urdu, mai can be water as well as an intoxicating drink) money can buy in order to smuggle it into the cinema later. They’d just been to York.

I had loads more to write here, things that seemed so damn important at the time. Anyhow, it’ll all come back to me.

Done a spot of e-touring today, checking out people’s photoblogs. I’ll be adding interesting ones to my photoblog links, so keep checking. You can really get caught up with these things, one link leads to another… Damn! I wish I had a camera now!! And a proper site!! One day, my son, the earth will be yours, and all that is upon it. But I want it now!!

Apparently, a specie of ant and of bee already reproduce by cloning themselves. For more info, see New Scientist.

A great match is to be played out today at 19:45. Brazil reached the final by beating Germany 3-2, whereas 10-man Mexico held a 10-man Argentina to a penalty shoot-out. Both of the Latin powerhouses are in with a chance, although Brazil has seemed to be playing below their full capabilities, and Argentina were dormant against Mexico until the second half of extra time, when they went a goal down and came back like a swarm of angry killer bees.

She’s got a research post studying behavioural and evolutionary science at the Indian Institute of Science, Bangalore (prestige). So McDonald’s can shove it. On a different note, if you’re in Manchester, UK, and want to spot the International Space Station, check these timings and sightings. It’s the size of a football pitch, weighs 183,667 kilos (404069 lbs), and will be visible for a good 3-7 minutes, depending on the particular time.

Old “Twice nightly” Whiteley is dead. Bless the fella. I wonder what’s going to happen to Countdown?? After more than 4000 shows!