Here's to the Crazy Ones...
Here's to the Crazy Ones...

the misfits, the rebels,
the troublemakers.
the round pegs in the square holes.
the ones who see things differently.

they're not fond of rules.
and they have no respect for the status quo.

you can praise them, disagree with them,
quote them, disbelieve them,
glorify them or vilify them,
about the only thing you can't do
is ignore them.

because they change things.
they invent, they imagine, they heal.
they explore, they create, they inspire

they push the human race forward.

maybe they have to be crazy.
how else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art ?
or sit in silence and hear a song that's never been written ?
or gaze at a red planet and see a labratory on wheels ?

while some see them as the Crazy Ones, we see genius.

because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world...

are the ones who Do.

- A property of Apple
at 2:32 AM by negar

What the hell?!!! Read this. If you have listened to a country music radio station in the past two years you will recognize this. This is the Lonestar's very popular hit, I'm Already There. This is so ridiculous. Ms. Daneh Kar doesn't even care to mention that she was "inspired" by this song, eventhough it's the word by word translation of the lyrics except the first paragraph which she has creatively made up. She probably thinks giving it a political theme will justify her theft of material. This is an obvious act of plagiarism and I demand her confession to this.
P.S. Just a few minutes after I sent the trackback to this "article" it was removed from Gooya News main page. at 1:04 PM by negar

- Hey Tyler
- ummmmm, hi (obviously not remembering)
I make no attempt to remind him of our last year's economic class. I just think of this quote from The American Beauty:
"It's ok. I wouldn't remember me either." at 8:48 PM by negar

Revenge
We're not talking to each other. But does it mean I have no problem with you?! Hell no! I'm just waiting for the right time. Payback time! at 8:26 PM by negar

...and then there was silence. at 11:11 AM by negar

This Is Just to Say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

-William Carlos Williams

Can you believe this is actually a poem? I just love the tone... at 4:20 PM by negar

APO 96225
By: Larry Rottmann

A young man once went off to war
in a far country
when he had time he wrote home and
said, "Sure rains here a lot"

But his mother, reading between the lines,
Wrote," We're quite concerned. Tell us
what it's really like"

And the young man responde," Wow, you ought
to see the funny monkeys!"

To which the mother said "Don't
hold back, how is it ?"

And the young man wriote,"The sunsets here
are spectacular."

In her next letter the mother
wrote," Son we want you to tell us
everything."

So the next time he wrote,
"Today i killed a man.
Yesterday I helped drop napalm on women and
children. Tomorrow we are going to use
gas."

And the father wrote," Please don't
write such depressing letters. You're upsetting
your mother."

So after a while, the young man wrote,"Sure rains a
lot here..."
at 11:44 AM by negar

Oscar nominations
Remember I said Ken Watanabe deserves an oscar nomination? Well, he got it! Unfortunately I haven't seen any of the candidates for The Best Picture; I just hope that The Lord of the Ring doesn't win. Here are the nominees...
P.S. What is it with best actress nominations? It's the first time I hear their names...Is it me or these are all new, young people? at 11:17 AM by negar

Peace with nature...
The weather is awesome. Sunny, 68 degrees, with a cool breeze, blue sky, with pieces of white fluffy clouds here and there. It has rained all day on Saturday so it's pretty green out there. I lay down on a field, putting my cheek against the grass and feeling invisible insects climbing my neck. I close my eyes and I still see the sun. "Hey! I can still see you!" I'd like to shout but I don't. I'm in peace with nature... at 1:22 PM by negar

Boredom
LAYER ONE:
-- Name: Negar
-- Birth date: January 21
-- Birthplace: Tehran
-- Current Location: guess!!!
-- Eye Color: brown
-- Hair Color: brown
-- Height: 5'7"
-- Righty or Lefty: righty
-- Zodiac Sign: aquarius

LAYER TWO:
-- Your heritage: half Iranian- half Persian!
-- The shoes you wore today: none
-- Your weakness: lemons
-- Your fears: bees
-- Your perfect pizza: hmmm...anything with thick crust
-- Goal you'd like to achieve: not clear

LAYER THREE:
-- Your most overused phrase on AIM: lol (Y! messenger counts, right?)
-- Your first waking thoughts: No, not again!
-- Your best physical feature: let me see...
-- Your most missed memory: too many to list

LAYER FOUR:
-- Pepsi or Coke: definitely pepsi
-- McDonald's or Burger King: Burger King (that's layer 4?!)
-- Single or group dates: group maybe
-- Adidas or Nike: Reebok
-- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: ewww, neither
-- Chocolate or vanilla: not a fan but chocolate always wins
-- Cappuccino or coffee: can't I choose both?

LAYER FIVE:
-- Smoke: never
-- Cuss: sometimes, quietly
-- Sing: used to
-- Take a shower everyday: every other day
-- Do you think you've been in love: in what?!
-- Want to go to college: not a matter of choice, I'm already in!
-- Liked high school: not too bad
-- Want to get married: don't think so
-- Believe in yourself: too much
-- Get motion sickness: never ( knock on wood)
-- Think you're attractive: not at the moment (it's 3:30 AM)
-- Think you're a health freak: not really
-- Like thunderstorms: sure
-- Play an instrument: not anymore

LAYER SIX: In the past month...
-- Drank alcohol: nope
-- Smoked: nope
-- Done a drug: hell no
-- Made Out: ummm...no
-- Gone on a date: nah
-- Gone to the mall?: yeah
-- Eaten an entire box of Oreos?: not even one
-- Eaten sushi: never
-- Been on stage: on stage?! why would I?
-- Been dumped: nope
-- Gone skating: for a few minutes
-- Made homemade cookies: in the past month? cookies?! no
-- Dyed your hair: hmmm...no

LAYER SEVEN: Ever...
-- Played a game that required removal of clothing: like swimming?! ;)
-- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: nah
-- Been caught "doing something": like cheating?
-- Been called a tease: yes, that's me
-- Gotten beaten up: noooo
-- Shoplifted: no
-- Changed who you were to fit in: yeah, guess so

LAYER EIGHT:
-- Age you hope to be married: whenever I'm tired of single life
-- Numbers and Names of Children: children? hell no! I'm not that crazy
-- Describe your Dream Wedding: what did I just say?
-- How do you want to die: peacefully, in a bed, with two months notice
-- Where you want to go to college: too late
-- What do you want to be when you grow up: queen of england! what kind of question is that? is this for elementary school?
-- What country would you most like to visit: Greece

LAYER NINE:
-- Number of drugs taken illegally: define illegal
-- Number of people I could trust with my life: ummm...let's see...1...2...3...4...yes 4
-- Number of CDs that I own: I'll need my toes to count
-- Number of piercings: two. 1 per ear.
-- Number of tattoos: ouch! none
-- Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper?: never. is this trying to make me feel bad?
-- Number of scars on my body: 4-5 visible ones
-- Number of things in my past that I regret: few big ones
-- Who did you get this from: Legofish

at 3:58 AM by negar

Many celebrities have guest appearances in my dreams. Last night was George Clooney's turn. We gave him a ride to somewhere and in return he invited us to a premier but he fell asleep on our couch and we didn't get to go. I swear! at 1:52 AM by negar

I'm tired of politics. Stop talking about it. It seems that I can never escape it. My favorite bloggers write politics, or don't write at all. When people come over to our house they talk politics. When we go over to their house, they talk politics. My folks call to say happy birthday but end up discussing the latest news. Over the lunch we talk politics, after dinner we argue about politics. And it has no effect on anything. None! So I give up. I don't give a damn if you call me ignorant. I wanna live my life... at 1:01 AM by negar

I'm in heaven...
I'd been working on some templates for hours. Not that I'm a pro and I do this for living. It just takes me hours to figure out how to change something. Anyways...I was tired and thirsty so I got up and went to grab some fruits. In the doorway I bumped into her, standing there, holding a full plate of peeled, sliced fruits. For a split second I thought I had died and gone to heaven. She says it's just telepathy but I say things are mysterious around here. at 12:12 AM by negar

pop pop pop!
You can't imagine how many pop ups I have to close before I get to see a page. I need help, seriously. I'm extremely annoyed. at 11:29 PM by negar

MY Mr. Bush?!
Frequently I get blamed for whatever Bush is doing. Not really blamed but whenever I talk to someone they're like "how's your Mr. Bush?" Like he was from our neighborhood and I've personally elected him to become president of the United States! Hell, I wasn't even here when he got elected! It's not my fault! I have absolutely nothing to do with him. It's not like I see Barbara Bush everytime I go to pick up groceries. I don't even know where this Crawford is after all! Let go of me. I'm just someone who happens to live in TX where Bush happens to be from. There's no other connection what so ever. at 1:14 AM by negar

Lately I've seen a lot of pop ups advertising pop up blockers. How ironic is that?
at 3:59 PM by negar

"We have three issues. They are all girls. " What's your first impression of these sentences? I don't about you all but I would never guess that the translator meant to say "I have three daughters." Who's translating Abtahi's blog?! He should be hanged for using the word "issue" as if it means children! I even looked it up in dictionary, making sure that it has absolutely nothing to do with children, kids, babies, daughters, etc. And it didn't.
Just take a look at his English biography and you'll see what I'm talking about. at 11:23 PM by negar

After all this time he should come out of nowhere and ask "Did you get my card?"
"Yes I did, thanks for remembering after all this time," I answer.
"Why did you forget my birthday then?" he asks, seriously.
"..."
For God's sake, I don't want your freakin' card if you're gonna ask me later why I missed your B day. at 10:00 PM by negar

Believe it or not, Martha Stewart was in my dreams last night. Yes, I had a nightmare! at 3:02 PM by negar

For no clear reason I was reminded of this quote from The English Patient when I read webgard today:
Almasy: This... this, the hollow at the base of a woman's throat, does it have an official name?
Madox: Good God, man, pull yourself together.
at 10:39 AM by negar

You know what?! Tell you the truth, all those who write political stuff make me incredibly uncomfortable because whatever I write seems unimportant comparing to their posts. Damn it Negar, stop deleting it! at 10:42 PM by negar

I read this in Iranian.com this morning and it honestly made me laugh. It's a news article about the birth of Farah II to Reza Pahlavi and his wife. The writer, Reza Bayegan, lives in a world of his own where the birth of a member of a former royal family, is an occasion to rejoice and be glad for anyone who believes in an enlighted Iran. I believe in an enlighted Iran, but I'm not glad at all, is it me or Mr. Bayegan is too overwhelmed?
And that's not all! He's so thrilled by the idea of having a king , that he has come to believe people revolted because they were bored, not that something was wrong with our dear royal family:
In Iran, the real home of the royal family was not somewhere behind the walls of an inaccessible palace, but in every Iranian household. Their felicity filled us with gladness and brought smiles to our faces. Those were the time of oneness and emotional integrity in the life of our nation.

Oh, please! Get over it!
at 8:52 AM by negar

The worst part of having birthday buddies is that you'll have to say "happy birthday" to others on your own birthday. at 11:52 PM by negar

My spam guard fights on the opposite front. It allows all the spams into my mailbox and takes my personal emails to bulk. The entropy of universe IS increasing! at 11:25 PM by negar

All those who believe I was NOT born on January 21st, raise their hand. Hmmm...I see no hands so I declare tomorrow as my official birthday! at 11:01 PM by negar

...or how to lose your hope in one day. at 5:09 PM by negar

I just received a box of Gaz from Iran. You can't imagine how nice and neat the box is. It's a metal box colored in silver with beautiful pictures of Persepolise on four sides and Cyrus's face on the lid. Everything is written in perfect English. So what's so imperfect about it?! The expiration date is 12/1383. Just imagine what would a foreigner think! "It's been expired 700 years ago!" at 7:19 PM by negar

A mystery to be solved: Why is everything $19.95 when advertised on TV? at 3:11 AM by negar

I bumped into this weblog as I was browsing the web. Imagine this: You're an American, living your life, minding your own business. Somehow you learn about Islam. You study more and convert. Then you decide it's not enough to just convert so you wear hijab. But no, you're not satisfied yet. You wear a veil on your face and scare the hell out of everyone. Yes, world is full of weirdos.
P.S. I mean no disrespect. Everyone is free to wear what he or she wants to. I just find it strange that this lady is wearing more than required.
at 2:45 AM by negar

I don't know what is it with people who link to news in their blog instead of writing. Is it more prestigious?! Do they get more famous by doing this? If I wanna know the news I tune into a news channel or go to a news agency's website. That's more reliable and less selective. Personally when I open a weblog I like to read the blogger's thoughts. If you're so much into news, at least add your own feed back to the post. at 12:25 AM by negar

It's raining out there. I've just arrived from a party next door. I saw the same people I've been seeing for the past three years. I felt like a stranger though. I sat on a couch quitely for hours. I tried to make conversation a few time, I even blurted out a few sentences about books and movies, but in general I had nothing to say. For the whole night I was thinking that I should somehow get out but I couldn't come up with an excuse. So I stared at the TV, hoping that the kids would flip the channel from ESPN to USA because I wanted to watch Monk. It didn't happen though! Not my night I guess. at 12:17 AM by negar

Speaking of parlimentary elections, I was reminded of something stupid and yet funny. Last time Dr. Yazdi was disqualified because he hadn't filed his elementary school diploma! The man is in his seventies and has a PhD! at 1:35 AM by negar

I'm ignoring all the news from Iran. I pretend that I'm not listening when my mom reads Gooya news out loud. I keep myself busy with my extremely hard jigsaw puzzle because I like to think that I don't care. I like to think that this election doesn't make the slightest difference in my life. Yes, I'm ignoring the harsh and complicated reality. I'm living in my dream world where there's no Guardians Council. Or at least that's what I wish for myself.
at 1:28 AM by negar

I'm tempted to see The Cold Mountain because I've heard so many good things about it. But the thought of paying to see Nicole Kidman makes me change my mind. at 12:16 AM by negar

Great weather! You can't even imagine how nice and warm this winter has been up to now. The other day it was so sunny and warm that almost everyone was wearing shorts and T-shirts. If you ever plan to visit Texas, winter is the best time. No, I changed my mind. Early spring is the best time, because you get to see the bluebonnets before it gets too hot down here. Actually, now that I think about it, it's none of my business. Come whenever you want to! Or don't come at all. It's not like I get paid for promoting visits to Texas. Hmmmm...that would be great, wouldn't it?
See; I forgot what I wanted to write in the first place.
at 11:55 PM by negar

Today I got a letter which I had to pay for its postage. When our mailman told me about it, I thought to myself it's a birthday card from overseas. My sister insisted that it's one of my letters to Iran that has been sent back to me because I had not put enough stamps on it. Turns out it's a letter from ME to ME! I swear! I recognized my hand writing on the envelope but I couldn't remember sending myself anything. When I opened it, it just came to me. About 18 months ago my English instructor asked us to write something to ourselves and put in a self-addressed envelope. She promised she'll send it to us. But obviously I didn't believe her, so I didn't stamp it!
Anyways! Try it; it's so cool to get a letter from your 18 months younger self! at 6:46 PM by negar

According to this, this blog was awarded for the best template. Who voted for him?!!! For God's sake! Even mine looks better! at 12:13 AM by negar

There's this guy, a very old friend of mine, who messages me everytime he sees that I'm on line. That's supposed to be a good thing, but it's not. He says "Salam"(hi) I say "Salam". He asks me how I am and I say I'm ok. I ask him how he is and he's alright too. Then he asks "Che khabar?" (What's new?) I say "nothing". I ask the same and he says "nothing". Then he pauses and says "Digeh chetory?" I say I'm good. And of course this goes forever. I don't understand why would you message someone if you didn't have anything to say. It makes them incredibly uncomfortable because they feel that they have to say something for the sake of politeness. Besides, I wonder if he really enjoys the conversation. at 11:02 PM by negar

Alec Baldwin and Shohreh Aghdashloo pose for photographers at the National Board of Review of Motion Pictures 2003 annual awards gala in New York Tuesday, Jan. 13, 2004.


Are they together?! I guess not but it's interesting anyways! at 1:59 AM by negar

Everytime I read Iranian.com I find myself facinated by the Iranian writers who write so well in English. And what amazes me is that they always have so many brand new subjects to write about. To tell you the truth I become jealous of them. I'm jealous of you people! at 1:27 AM by negar

******_naz
im a nice girl and nice caracter-cute-im study art - im happy-i can obtain what i want i work u can do more when know me more im a wonderfull and i want a really love do u think its faound?

I saw this on Iranian.com homepage with her pic obviously. I thought to myself some people have lots and lots of self-esteem! at 12:36 AM by negar

Pedram has a great idea. If not anything else, I like the idea of Iran neighboring Texas! at 12:28 AM by negar

We kiss him. We hug him. We watch him pass through the security check point. We wave and walk back to the parking lot in silence. It's always like this. I mean the silence. When someone leaves, there's just silence. Even the car's CD player was silent most of the 2 hours drive back to home. If life was a Classic Hollywood style movie, the silence would be filled with some flashbacks to good old days but the fact is that life is real and even mental flashbacks are not safe if you're driving in a highway. So I keep my eyes on the road and think of virtually nothing. Isn't that what I have done all my life? at 12:50 AM by negar

I wrote this last night, whily lying in my bed, excuse me if it doesn't make sense! It was very late and I was very sleepy:
I'm in bed, shivering. Trying to warm my mysteriously cold feet. Every year before my B day I go through a phase of...of... I don't know!
I'm writing this on a legal pad because looking at that editor page makes my mind go blank. Also I'm very traditional. I still prefer hand written to typed. You can look at a hand writing and tell whether the writer was calm, nervous, or angry. You can tell if she wrote it while in hurry or not. You can even figure out the age and gender. Typed letters have no personality though. they all look alike...
Today I got several messages with similar content: "Write regularly!" It's funny that I myself sent one to my favorite writers, asking him to start writing again. He's a real, professional one though! Who am I? I'm a nobody who's got the impression that she should write because her uncles did. No, the talent doesn't run in the family or at least if it does, it's not in my blood.
He says I'm being lazy. Maybe he's right. However what I'm trying to do is to keep my everyday boring life out of here. I mean who cares about what exactly I have done since I woke up this morning? No, I'm not lazy. Cautious would describe me better. Cautious and Conservative. [Zzzzzzzzz]
at 6:58 PM by negar

I watched that documentary last night. I didn't believe anything the lady said. She was suggesting that Iran is a police state where the government guards are breathing down your neck and you have to make up codes to email your friends and see people in secret places. However it's so "khar too khar" that you can call someone in prison and talk to him in English. What was rediciulous was that it was suggesting you can make phone calls in prison freely but you're not safe talking on your cellphone in a taxi cab. Something was very cheesy about this documentary. at 8:14 PM by negar

When I started writing this log, I had something different in mind. I wanted to invite my Texas living friends to join me but... well I never got a chance to even mention it. I somehow got the impression that no one was interested. Maybe I'm right, maybe not. What I know for sure is that I will always regret it. at 7:55 PM by negar

There is a time when you have to stop wondering and start making decisions. I wonder when will come my time. at 7:41 PM by negar

There was a joke about people who had gone to hell but were not being punished because everyday something was lacking. One day the fire was not ready, the next day God was out of town, etc. The current condition of my blog reminds me of that joke. I fix the comments, the counter disappears. I upload the music, something else goes wrong. I design the comments, the blogger closes down for maintenance. When everything is ready, my computer gets a virus. Are these signs?! If they are, I don't care. I'll ignore them and insist on getting everything to work. at 12:42 PM by negar

The music you're hearing now (if you don't suffer from dial-up syndrome, like me) is Moment of Peace by Gregorian (Masters of Chant). I hope you like it.

Update: I know. I know. You're not hearing anything. Neither am I. at 10:27 AM by negar

The other night they caught me laughing really hard in sleep. Was I dreaming of something funny or was I just amused by my dreams? I wonder... at 10:23 AM by negar

Last night I watched I, Taraneh, am 15. One thing I found annoying was the excessive use of fade-outs. Almost every scene was closed by a fade-out and surprisingly no fade-in would follow. So every time you'd think the film has ended and you should get up and go. Very tasteless of Sadr Ameli and the editor, whoever he was. at 8:08 PM by negar

She has asked me to give you an advice: Don't cheat.
I'd like to add to that: Cheat but be smart and don't get caught. at 1:14 AM by negar

After a day off, my counter is back to work. at 1:10 AM by negar