lust for bust
came across this game… funny as hell… i have better success in real life though.
disclaimer: this is a personal endorsement. i have nothing to do with the site. they don’t pay me. i wish they did, though.
plus minus zero… up and running
i’m tired of all my domains with nothing on them… so i’m going to start populating them, one by one… day by day.
the first in the series (two domains, actually): www.±0.com and pl.usmin.us/zero. okay, so it’s a one page site… but it’s all css and javascript. with a little help from moo.fx. a fancy-shmancy lightbox gallery or something of the sort is on the way, too…
for want of a title
i should read more carefully.
i consider myself fairly open-minded. but i thought this was taking the whole “pamper your employees” principle a bit too far when i read about the “introduce a girl to an engineer” programme. and middle-school girls! i thought there were laws against that sort of thing.
and just yesterday, there was this article almost half the girls in our country getting married before turning 18. was wondering what the world’s coming to.
but seriously, that google post was kind of wink-wink they way they said it. or is it just my subconscious thoughts?
i don’t really care. new template here on my blog! great success!
riff, online in…
for those of you who are familiar with the indian rock scene, or “the scene” as those who support it proudly call it, you would have heard of rsj, or rock street journal as it used to be known in the god old days of original content. sam lal, who has been the editor since its beginning, recently moved on to other things, and is now working with india today and other places. his wife shivangi, however, is more of a restless type, and started a little something to continue what sam has been doing for years together. it’s called riff.
and that’s what this whole spiel was about. that last link. i did the site. in three days flat. and it shows. but at least my productivity is up. woo-hoo! so go… sign up, login and vote…
seo what?
i subscribe to the google blog in my gmail webclips. here’s something interesting i saw today, their personalized searches. it’s not something new, but it should be cutting down drastically on the whole search engine optimization craze that’s going on. yes, pretty links are infinitely better as opposed to index.php?item=hg^%23465hjghy;p&45, but it would cut down on those hazaar sites out there which do nothing but build search engine oriented link farms. that’s one thing i hate, after domain squatters and lapse lurkers. when google started searching for your search query in unhyphenated parts of the url, it slowly started putting an end to those keyword-hyphenated-keyword.info sites.
seriously, if i wanted too look at a page full of links that lead me to other parts of the same site, i’d just surf porn. hmmm… so that’s why i surf porn. interesting.
there is still hope in this world. maybe i won’t kill myself after all. maybe i should retitle this post “google saved my life” and they’d put it in their testimonials page.
i’m on a church list
i’ve never been associated with anything religious ever. execpt for my brief stints as altar-boy with thomas at lovedale, and making rohan screw up his first confession. but that was in the past. i’m practically a pagan now. but the gentle folk at us church list thought otherwise, and linked back to my otherwise rambling and inconsequential previous post. probably because i used some “keywords” in there, like m o r m o n, and c a t h o l i c sy r i a n. apparently they search for keywords on technorati or the like, and link back to the post without even reading it.
pagerank uppers, i say.
aaarrrgghhhhh!!!!
i’ve had a very hassled past two weeks… first, i lose my wallet, which contains everything i own. my credit card, my atm card, business cards, my license, and assorted scraps of paper. yup, no cash in there. and then i came down with a fever. and a cold. and food poisoning. and then the hutch people want to disconnect my phone.
getting the contents of my wallet replaced, i presumed would not be a big deal. but how wrong i was. the friendly people at icici (not), cancelled the card, but i still haven’t received my replacement as yet. the courier guy delivered my pin number, but not my card as i wasn’t in the office. fair enough. but he won’t give it to me either unless i show him my id. which i don’t have. and the incompetent call-center executives are no better. they suggested that i show the courier guy my ration card. who the hell has a ration card in this day and age? even my parents don’t have one. i have to do something about getting my proof of existence in order. i have had this one license, which has a snap of a clean shaven std 10 version of me, but more about that later. so after a forty-five minute call to icici, i finally get a solution from an actually helpful manager, and that’s to send it to my parents’ place, and they can pick it up for me… why didn’t anyone say i could do that earlier? even after i suggested it to them? icici bank, i tell you. over-rated bunch of over-worked, under-staffed clowns.
handling my replacement at federal bank should be easier. that’s why i bank with them. it’s small, they know their customers, they treat everyone well. they don’t have all the frills, but i dread the day they get bought by icici. i’m taking my money elsewhere, then. probably to catholic syrian bank. nice… a bank for my denomination of christianity. what’s next? bank of the church of jesus christ of latter-day saints?
and on to hutch. this is a long story. i took a pre-paid connection, and a week later they disconnected it because “my current photograph and the license photograph don’t match.” i think that would be obvious. how many of us look like our license photographs, anyway. and when a license is valid for twenty years, some leeway has to be given for aging. and this is the same hutch that gave me a post-paid connection based on that license. anyway, a month later, after the hutch shop i bought it from verified that i am the same person, and that he knows me personally, they reactivated my connection. and now, they want to know if i’m ruchika chaudhary from vikaspuri, because the connection is now magically in her name. do i sound like a ruchika chaudhary?
i’m killing myself one of these days.
