August 7-16, 2006
Last night we went to Fort Lauderdale's newest and most elegant Thai/Sushi restaurant. Named Coco, short for 'coconut', it is owned by a Thai who lived and studied in London for many years before coming to Florida.
Watcharee ordered off the Thai side of the menu while I chose from the Sushi pages.
PS: I thought these things died out a long time ago. Perhaps they have just moved north and a bit to the east.
Greetings to you,
As you read this, I don't want you to feel sorry for me, because, I believe everyone will pass on someday everyone eventually has appointment with death. My name is Abdul Razak Kaseem a merchant in Dubai, United Arab Emirate (U.A.E).
I have been diagnosed with esophageal cancer. It has defiled all forms of medical treatment, and right now I have only about a few months to live, according to medical experts (I am in a private ward in a private hospital here in the United Kingdom). I have not particularly lived my life so well, as I never really cared for anyone (not even myself) but my business .Though I am very rich, I was never generous, I was always hostile to people and only focused on my business as that was the only thing I cared for.
But now I regret all this as I now know that there is more to life than just wanting to have or make all the money in the world. I believe when God gives me a second chance to come to this world I would live my life a different way from how I have lived it. I have willed and given most of my property and assets to my immediate and extended family members as well as a few close friends. I want God to be merciful to me and accept my soul so, I have decided to give also to charity organizations,as I want this to be one of the last good deeds I do on earth. So far, I have distributed money to some charity organizations in the U.A.E, Algeria and Malaysia. Now that my health has deteriorated so badly, I cannot do this myself anymore.
I once asked members of my family to close one of my accounts and distribute the money which I have there to charity organization in Bulgaria and Pakistan; they refused and kept the money to themselves. Hence, I do not trust them anymore, as they seem not to be contented with what I have left for them. The last of my money which no one knows of is the huge cash deposit of $18 Million Dollars that I have with a Security Company abroad. I will want you to help me collect/receive this deposit and dispatched it to charity organizations.
I'll be awaiting your quick response.
For your time and honesty, I have set aside 10% for you.
Abdul Razak Kaseem.
More news from way way south of the border; in fact David is closer to Antarctica than I am to him. Anyway he has included some more photos of the outside of his building. Also, a picture of his new girl friend.
I asked him to keep his lens open for some Brazilian beach bunnies.
Here are a few pictures of a small bit of progress on my building. I tiled the bottom part and put a big potted palm out front. It kind of has a run down Casablanca feeling to it now. I am tempted to just leave it as is, but ...
Labor costs are quite cheap. $28 per day for a crew of two people. However, you have to watch everything if you want it done right.
Lastly, next to my potted palm is my new friend Maria. She looks nice out in front. Perhaps I should employ her as my receptionist when I open for business.
Hugs to you and Watcharee,
Night and day in Brazil:
I entitle this set of pictures "Party by Night - Beach by Day." These are friends of mine who are not shy at all. The tall slender girl with the wild hair is named Janiana. The girl with the braces who is at the party and at the beach is named Leila. The beach is Praia do Futuro and it is about 6 km of nice beach bars which serve beer "estupidamente gelada," which is portuguese for "stupidly cold."
From Brazil David continues:
Here are some shots of the 3 km Beira Mar beachfront at night. This is the central beach of Fortaleza. It is a great place to walk, run and stop and drink a coconut, or a beer or a caipirinha. In the mornings and the evenings the residents of Fortaleza pour out onto the promenade and do their daily exercise and socializing. It is exeptionally pretty at night.
This beachfront is located 500 meters from the apartment I am selling and 300 meters from my new building. I walk to the end and back almost everyday.
PREPARE:Place the lime and sugar in the bottom of a glass. Using the handle of a wooden spoon, crush and mash the limes. Pour the liqueur and ice. Stir well.
Bucolic sex in urbana:
Fortaleza is a city of 3 million people. You do not have to travel too far to see farm animals, but near the beachfront it is a rare occurrence. Therefore I took my camera in hand when I saw a pair of donkeys walking up my street. After they saw my camera they turned into a couple of exhibitionists. The taxi drivers who wait for fares on this street were keeled over laughing. You can see my new building with my maid looking out on the veranda. I just wish it would have been a video camera that I had in my hand.
I wonder how long it would take to sail from Port Everglades in Fort Lauderdale to the port of Bangkok.
12:05 Eastern Time, Sunday August 13, 2006.
With just over an hour to go before the first auction item closes on eBay, the corkscrews in the Great Corkscrew Sale Part 2 wait in the Wirtz, Virginia auction room to be sorted and sent to lucky bidders.
Sunday August 13, 2006
4:05 PM Eastern Time
The Great Corkscrew Sale Part 2 has ended. 82 lots were sold to 49 winning bidders. The corkscrews are all sorted and awaiting shipment to their new homes in Germany, Italy, England, France, Belgium, Netherlands, Denmark, Canada, New Zealand, Australia, and across the U.S.A.
NB: As of yesterday:
Aug 12, 2006:
Thirty-one payments have been received since the auction closed yesterday so 31 packages are winging their way out of the Wirtz, Virginia Post Office.
So where the hell is Wirtz?
Say it isn't so, Joe!
Are Americans really this dumb? (*)
(*) Clipping from this morning's New York Times.
Last night we had dinner at Seasons 52; tomato flatbread for the two of us and a rack of lamb for me. Watcharee skipped the main course and went directly for the dessert (not photographed).
Though the Canon "Stitch" was able to capture 180 degrees of the beach at the head of Las Olas Boulevard, there was little to be seen.
Next: Part III