I just realized I'm surrounded by the oddest people possible, which makes life pretty interesting. I have nothing to complain about, compared to some people, and even if I do, I need to get over it because today I have been inspired to laugh again.

Special thanks to uncle A, who used to live next door to me and recently moved into the next building. Upon loitering on our roof, neighborhood friends and I saw a rotund man in a towel emerge from the next building's balcony, hands on hips, staring at the waves as intensely as the sea captains of yore must have done as they sailed across the Atlantic. Towel-clad uncle turns to the side and recognizes us and starts happily waving and gesturing that he has moved to this apartment. In between saying frantic prayers that the towel stays on despite uncle A's frenzied gestures and trying to choke back the laughter, we managed to wave hello back before Auntie A emerged and dragged him back indoors.

Additionally, it's always fun to watch males drooling over unattainable women. Today was a rare day when I had the dubious pleasure of watching males of two different species making asses of themselves after females of their respective species. First off, it seems Angelina Jolie, frequent star of Pakistani men's fantasies, has been spotted entering the Karachi Marriott, which immediately prompted a frenzy of young males who heard the news to go hunting for fathers, friends, friends of fathers and fathers of friends for press cards which can be used to gain entrance into the Marriott and get within touching distance of miss Jolie. On a much smaller scale, my brother found a gorgeous Siamese wandering outside my building today and brought her indoors to meet my cat, Sheru. Sheru, being about as sexually active as a castrated monk immediately went ballistic, resorting to frantic, ragged yowling, dodging five people in a row and hiding behind doors to get access to the room where the poor Siamese was being fed. He was last seen trying to create an alternative entrance to said room of forbidden pleasures by scratching a hole through a balcony netting. Needless to say, poor Siamese was but a brief visitor and was promptly taken back to the neighboring house where her owners reside.

Last, but not least, when asked to write their views about the relationship between screenplays and movies after having watched the Prisoner of Azkaban and read the screenplay, students still copied off whole paragraphs from the Internet, ripped off entire movie and book reviews and used Word's AutoSummary feature and insisted on their work being original until confronted with the URLs of the exact websites each paragraph was ripped off from.

Truly, one of these days, the world will amuse me to death.