Here’s a cool quiz that at first measures your ability to remember 7th grade geometry (pretty bad, I hated geometry), and then tests your visual measurement skills (I should probably do a bit better).

The Eyeballing Quiz: http://woodgears.ca/eyeball/index.html

My score: 5.16

What’s yours?

Namely, the time when toot grows.

Roba: So it’s only the Titans that are lossless so far?
Moose: Yeah, it’s only the Titans that are undefeated. So far.
Roba: As in, lossless.
Moose: As in, undefeated.

Two hours later:
Roba: So the Lions are winless?
Moose: Yup. They are unwinning.
Roba: Unwinning? No that doesn’t work, cause lossless comes from winless.
Moose: And unwinning comes undefeated.
Roba: ROFLMAO

Kraft change their retarded, impossible-to-open cheese spread packaging. Seriously.

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Here’s the first local musical piece that I’ve been impressed with for a while. The most impressive part? The brilliant Ammani pop-culture twist.

These lyrics are so relevant I recommend that any tourist/visitor/stranger to West Amman print them out. Armed with nothing but this song, you’ll be able to see some of the landmarks and pop-culture terminology and characters our city has to offer.

Listen to the song here.

Here are the lyrics in English (my own translation):

“SubarStar” by Humam Ammari and Nadim Masri, tunes based on “Rockstar” by Nickelback

I am tired of standing in front “the” Eight
Heck I could have stayed home instead
and I wish I can have one  dinner at Zaatar o Zeit.

(Tell me what do you want?)

I want a house in Abdoun or Dabouq
And for God’s sake, new car
and forget about traffic jams, get me a badass chauffeur.

(So how can I help you now?)

I want a savings account at the Housing Bank
And a credit card with no billing address
so that I can invite all the guys  to Kan Zaman.

(Awesome, man)

I want a new house in Deir Ighbar
With a big ass pool, that comes with a bar
And oh yeah, a gas station on the Airport Road.

(So how you gonna do it?)

Chorus
I’m willing to  become a really big sissy
and buy some wax for my hair.

Because I want to be a big suber star
Going around the bars with this guitar
Have a bodyguard who looks like a lizard
And hang out at Nai with Ayman D3eis

And be on the telephone with Diana Karazon
Have the best video clip on TV
Have an album sponsored by Zain
And have all my concerts in Rass el-Ain
Yeayeah I want to be a a famous star.

I want to sit on my balcony drinking tea
Then go work out at Vy,
let me fix my body
I look like a shitty shoe.

(A shitty shoe indeed)

I want to be on Al-Wakeel’s morning show
And dump my elephant-size girlfriend 
I want a new mobile
I am tired of this trash

(It seems like it’s working out for you, homes)

*chorus*
I want to be famous
Have my breakfast at Blue Fig
Ditch my classes for the women
And drink every day like an animal.
Yeayeah I want to be a a famous star

I want an apartment by the beach in Tala Bay
And a party on a boat with the best DJ
And to wake up hung over and head to the buffet
and my Egyptian worker greets me with “welcome sir”

And the lyrics in Arabic: (Yamli)