Mall and a Conference, two bits

Yesterday we went out with F. to see Tropic Thunder at Mall of the Emirates which, I have to say, was pretty dang funny. The funniest part was probably Tom Cruise playing a fat, bald, egomaniacal studio exec. But before that, we got some great food at Japengo and did a little shopping for boys. We tooled around a variety of shops looking for men's shirts: Dan and F. both walked away with slick selections, I walked away empty-handed, but happy to be able to contribute to the cause. F. seemed like a newcomer to dress shirts. We explained to F. that, in America, when you tuck your dress shirt into your jeans, you look like a cowboy.

We got home around midnight which allowed me to get just enough sleep to spend all day eating fantastic food and watching indoor fireworks displays at a work-related conference. You want to know where the good party's at? Follow a sheikh, any sheikh. We couldn't find a regular taxi home after the event, so we asked the nearest hotel and they provided us with a Lexus. Sometimes I think life here is so over the top.

Tonight we'll head out to Blacklist again for the last night before they shut down for the month of Ramadan, and on Friday we'll have to stock up on any wines/liquors we want to consume during the month before the shops shut as well. I ate way too many cookies today, so it's time to get some ibuprofen and offset the sugar headache.