I’m baking cake and pizza at the moment, while at the same time trying locating an insider into the finer details of the small fundamentalist Sunni organizations in Lebanon for a story. If anyone knows someone, please mail me. I’ve lost my phone. That is, I know it is in the house, but I don’t know where I put it, and cannot locate it by calling myself on the house phone because it’s turned off. Anyone calling me; use the landline!
It’s quite windy today. The building is moving, because the water in the toilet bowl is swaying. I had a 4 cm layer of hailstones on my balcony yesterday night, first time I’ve ever seen that in Beirut. Definitely not golf ball size, but approaching marbles. February is supposed to have an average of 133.4 cm of rain, but I think twice that amount fell yesterday night. The windows on the west were all leaking, got towels lying all over the place.
The dog house got flooded, now he’s all limping around ‘cause he’s got arthritis (I think). He’s almost twelve now. I’ve been thinking about getting another dog; a stray Labrador they found on the streets, but I’ve already got one dog, two cats and a plethora of other odd animals; I really don’t think another dog is really a good idea. Besides, my housekeep hates dogs. She’ll feed this one, but she’s made it clear that this one dog is all she accepts. She likes dogs fat. My dog was a lean beauty, but since the housekeeper is taking care of her, he’s turned into a regular Archie Bunker.
I found this picture on one of the Lebanese blogs, showing you the finer parts of Beirut.
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