tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802882214680749618.post1299083686866229207..comments2023-10-06T13:23:33.517+01:00Comments on Goshdarn: Ball GameGoshdarnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08776168194299899492noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5802882214680749618.post-43008506081056798392009-12-05T05:46:20.581+00:002009-12-05T05:46:20.581+00:00Downtown Burj, Dubai. Two days later.
I had lost ...Downtown Burj, Dubai. Two days later.<br /><br />I had lost all expectation of seeing those two amazing beings together again; I thought this was the end… <br /><br />That was how, kept standing by the weak strand of the hopelessness, I went to spend my last days at a hotel in the United Arab Emirates, the tallest structure made by the human empire.<br /><br />My object: to jump into the void giving my dispossessed life a conclusion, once they have completed the 80 days without them.<br /><br />I've never seen a hotel like this. People were constantly scandalised by its opulence and its stature; they took photographs and bathed naked in mud, but none of those risible behaviour attracted me. <br /><br />I didn't want to torn lining my soul in tears: I only agreed to eat some white peas and play some chess with the Prime Minister, Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum. I still, to this day, remember his slap: ‘This is the tenth checkmate I’ve been able to do without using my queen. What’s wrong with you today, you fool!’ <br /><br />My eyes had glazed over - I was lost in the memories of previous months, as they faded into mist. (Well, the mist gives it a more melancholy touch. Actually, there was a sun that broke the earth.) All my happiness had been imprisoned in two colours that I'd never see combined again: green and red.<br /><br />‘I am sorry, Mister Prime Minister,’ I said taciturnly. I paid 2 Dirhams to the waitress and flew my Aladdin carpet to my lonely room. <br />Upon entering, the Prime Minister was ethereal lying in my bedroom. (It's not what you imagine, folks, he's a married man with 16 wives...)<br /><br />When I approached him, he opened his tunic and said: ‘Here’s all that you need, boy.’ Erm… he opened his tunic and pulled out a crystal ball! So it was.<br /><br />That was how I saw this video. I laughed so hard after 79 days, 2 hours and 33 minutes of maddening absence. I was very happy.<br /> <br />I ate some more peas and made my way back home on a lame camel.<br /><br />That's my real story, guys. Thanks to go back and make us all happy!<br /><br />نحبكFernandohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06146668841798057836noreply@blogger.com