www.reehtales.com

At some point today, I decided to contact the call center of my domain's host (hostmonster.com.) It was worth it... They helped me upload my web files -the proper way- something I'd been trying to do for four evenings now. My web site is up and running, anyone can type, or copy and paste, that URL and in a matter of a few clicks, get to the message that moves underneath my skin. Anyone can enter my world from now on -and whomever it might be she, or he, doesn't even have to know me, seen me, met me... at all. This revelation just downed on me as I began writing this post, and it feels strange, a bit intimidating. But then again, That is exactly the effect I was looking for, so I can't really complain.

Anyway, I'm thrilled and excited to announce that my modest website, designed by none else than your servant here -I'm pointing to myself, is available for you all to visit at your own convenience. So, feel free to drop in, at any time. You will always be welcome. With this said, I would like to add that the website is far from being completed, that it is still unfinished, and some very important pages, such as the ones containing my stories, have yet to be designed. For this, I apologize and thank you for your patience.

Be well and feel free to drop by.

Karim

Work...

I can't stand it anymore, feels like a trap, a damp and forgotten dungeon, a heavily darkened catacomb, in which my chains rattle as I, in blind desperation, struggle to break free, lured and tempted by all that glory awaiting out there, where the sun is majestically shining and the gardens are blooming with a thousand and one myriad colored-flowers, for both the hummingbird and the strolling lovers to enjoy and be part of...
A dreamer, I lose myself in tomorrow's possibilities, a dozen fantasies, slipping carelessly through, and over, the well-trodden trails of my own consciousnesses, unhinged and untethered, unyielding to the constraints of caution and good judgment. Let them lead me astray. Maybe I'll learn and grow in the process. Or maybe not, for it could as well be the path to my own fall and demise... Yet, when judgment is bestowed, and Fate is at the door to claim its dues and settle the scores, I shall have no regrets, for I would have danced and moved according to my deepest and truest song, to the beat of my passion-flooded heart, from now to the very end, one step at time, one word at a time, love my only aim, always and as long as I can remember...

Vaccinated...

Since I'm getting ready to travel to India, I went to get checked and fixed at the Capitol GHC clinic (http://www.ghc-hmo.com/), that's the HMO I belong to in Madison, WI. I met with a travel specialist and was given a shpeel about all the bad things that I could catch in India -Malaria, yellow fever, Japanese encephalitis, traveler's diarrhea, Dengue, TB, Avian influenza H5N1, syphilis...

So I've gotten a few shots:

1- My second and last for Hepatitis A (deeply administered and painful)

2- Japanese encephalitis (I still have to get two more of this one in the next 30 days)

I've also gotten a packet full of helpful notes about what could happen to me and what I should do in each case; prescription medication to prevent Malaria...

And I just couldn't help recall when, much younger, I used to travel from my third world country -Morocco, to other third world countries to surf and such. Then, I never considered taking such precautions as the ones I am taking today -and here I am many years later, still alive and healthy -I knock on wood. And I wonder, is it all necessary?

I guess it's something to think about.

Chao, and be well.