December 30th.  Fantastic New Year's Shindig with 25 some youth. Xbox Halo, Balderdash, and Roaké filled the evening. I taught a friend, Renee, how to play Roaké that day and we won every series and virtually every game against a arguably better duo of Sham and Aram. Victory necessitated superior strategy, a bidding convention, and tempered egos--a three-pronged attack that proved indomitable. There's always next year fellas. (see pictures)

      December 27th. A 4-day Ruhi Intensive has begun and pictures are coming.

      December 17th. Two original Photoshops have been added...click on the copyright year below to view them. The second one was for child fire safety, but after numerous submissions to child agencies it was flat out rejected. Was a better solution available? Suggestions?  

      December 16th. All the lyrics for the new rap, "Stain the Name" have been written. Look for it here in a few days. You can view a sample under 'Philosophical.'

      November 25th. MarryMartin launches with a new interface. To see the old one click here.

      November 8th. Here is a disturbing spy-video starring me and a friend, Arta, made for her film-design class. The file is huge (64MB), right-click on it and select "save target as." Note: This file has been experiencing errors. Jan'03 Update: Word on the street has it that Arta is engaged! Congratulations!

      November 5th. I've finally outdone myself. This link will take you to my first attempt at writing, rapping, and producing a hip-hop single. Feedback is on the bottom of the page.

      October 18-20th. I just came back from a weekend Fall school Bahá'í conference. The topic? "Building Better Bahá'í Marriages!" I learned plenty, and may yet post some of my revelations.

      October 11-17th. I traveled down to South Florida. There was an offer to move there and manage a small business; which although tempting, failed to materialize in the end.

      October 1st.   Today I was reunited with the creamy all-around goodness of a Strawberry Hulk that had been sorely lacking in my diet thanks to Rosalie. A critic of the Hulk wrote: "The king-size Strawberry Hulk at Smoothie King contains a whole day's worth of calories and fat...At 1,900 calories and 58 grams of fat, get a few of these babies under your belt and it won't be long before you're looking like that Jared fellow before Subway became a part of his life." Note:  I drink Hulks just to stay alive!

      September 25th.   Tonight I'm going to my second concert of all-time: Neil Diamond! (The first was a Righteous Brothers shtick) An explanation needs to met my penchant for oldies with similar-leaning parents--who act as both as decision-makers and financiers in such matters. Update: At the concert there was an ostensible and saddening lack of racial diversity; specifically, I was the only non-white I could see in the entire stadium of 15,000! It could have been a Klan meeting! On the upside...Neil Diamond tore it up! Sweet Caroline incited hysteria to a frenetic fever pitch.

     September 19th.    Fere, the one in the upper right hand corner of this page, e-mailed me out of the blue and got one helluva response--posted here, in its entirety, for your viewing pleasure.

     August 20th.    Today I had a phone interview with Gartner IT Sales & Consulting. It went well. Update: I was passed over. :(

     August 10th.    I am currently looking for a job in the Ottawa area in a managerial or sales position. If you know of any opening please forward my resume.

      August 9th.    I just finished Ruhi Books 4 and 6 during a 9-day intensive training initiative. Here are the pictures.

      July 27th.     I am now being judged on HotOrNot. Rank me.

      July 20th.    I'm finally moved into my private suite in the basement. (You could say that I'm living in abasement).
      It will be an involved process, customizing it to my idiosyncratic inclinations and unconventional wishes. I plan on wallpapering my room into a shrine of Shrines and the harmonic amalgamation of choice quotes of the Abhá Revelation; a self-aggrandizing repository of my most becoming photographs and a shameless pageantry of my most prized achievements. A multi-sensory gallimaufry of conflicting sights and sounds and smells, a treasure chest of the abstruse and a living testament to the recherché nature that shrouds this rara avis in the curiosity-veil of mystery and serves as the veritable lodestone to the hearts of discerning women

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