tagged in fours
time for another round of tag. this one came from joel.
four jobs i’ve had: (not really jobs.. but things i’ve done)
- a couple of hundred gigs
- celebrity cricket match / wedding planner
- something at a web start-up (my only job, ever)
- am also an assistant architect (similar to assistant regional manager)
four movies i could watch over and over:
four places i’ve lived in:
four tv shows i like:
four favourite foods:
- - pass -
four places i’d rather be:
- anywhere but delhi
four people i’m tagging:
tagged
Last movie seen in a theatre:
this really bad 3-d thing at noida. something to do with dinosaurs. lasted only half an hour.
What book are you reading?
just finished esmond in india. disliked.
Favourite board game:
qwyjibo
Favourite magazine:
rsj before the ricky martin issue was pretty good. when it was still printed on cheap paper. and when they didn’t just use the internet to get articles.
Favourite smells:
coffee and cigarettes. preferably together. especially coffee made by basit.
Favourite sound:
anything by don martin.
Worst feeling in the world:
the thought of a 9 to 5 job
What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
cigarette. cigarette. cigarette.
Favourite fast food place:
mc dhyani. no branches anywhere.
Future child’s name:
as in a child from the future? i imagine it’d be on the lines of “moon unit” or “pilot inspektor”
Finish this statement, “If I had a lot of money I’d…”
retire
Do you drive fast?
drive?
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
wtf?
Storms - Cool or Scary?
neither. just depressing.
Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
and why not?
If you could dye your hair any colour, what would be your choice?
hmm… could i just wish for more hair on my head instead?
Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in:
delhi, cochin, ooty, and a little village named koottickal.
Favourite sports to watch:
anything that doesn’t last over half an hour.
One nice thing about the person who sent this to you:
gary really knows how to spell.
What’s under your bed?
if i had a bed, i’d know.
Would you like to be born as yourself again?
not particularly. i wouldn’t really like to be born again. cruel, cruel world.
Morning person or night owl?
night, wouldn’t it be?
Over easy or sunny side up?
i call it a bull’s eye. if they can’t get me that, i’d like an “ishcrambul”
Favourite place to relax:
where ever i be.
Favourite pie:
this is getting painful now.
Favourite ice cream flavour:
extremely arduous. but try the flavours at gourmet ices, in rajinder nagar.
You pass this tag to –
pg, asif, surdy,
Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first?
pg. he likes the bloggery.
there’s no accounting for stupidity
interface designers spend ages trying to design the perfect gui. but some idiot comes along and ruins it all for them…
admittedly, yaari does not cater to the brightest minds in the world.
but seriously… “yes”???
the language of the gods
i’ve been fighting with illiterate delhi-ites for years, and now it’s official: english is not just the international of choice… it’s the universal language of choice. it has been confirmed by my favourite god-in-waiting, dr harry p. or harry p ha ha ha, as he’d have us believe. i don’t.
At the present world no.3 (our world) and world no.5 are most advanced (ours being the Research and Development world). So now Gods all communicate in English as it is most utilized in our world.
who is dr harry p, you ask? is he a god? in the words of his underlings:
NO! At present he is human being only from this world very highly empowered even beyond God levels. All Gods are human beings chosen, given indefinite life and permanent young age between 18 and 24 years and empowered for specific duties assigned to them and living in a specially created world. He has been chosen for a whole spectrum of very high empowerment (not his choice) by UNIVERSE POWER itself.
and that’s just a few lines off one page… there’s a lot more: seven full pages… long ones.
don’t forget to take the harry ha ha test for godness: “if Dr. Harry is a God, Head will come!†and if navigating the site gets difficult, the kind doctor has instructions at the bottom of each page: “PLEASE CHOOSE YELLOW BUTTONS AT TOP FOR VIEWING OTHER ASPECTS.“
the cleartrip game
here’s one reason i use cleartrip to book my tickets:
more reasons: graphs, a blog, an idiot-filled forum, prices include taxes, and no gimmicks. and customer service is pretty good, too… but the graphs functionality really tops it all.
it’s been a while
pg’s been asking me how come i haven’t posted anything in ages… so here i go. nothing meaningful. in fact this post is downright puerile.
it started with a message from asif, with an ode to potty. a dumb question, but read the winning answer. personally, i read on the job. it explains why i spend three hours while i’m at it.
which reminded me of a bong poem taught to me by partho. i can’t find it anywhere, but it starts “maashi o maashi, pacha hashi”, and goes on to describe the aunty, an umbrella, an elephant and a mushroom. funny stuff. and both of us were solid drunk.
and then there was this japanese rhyme about a frog. as a fresher, i was asked to memorize, sing, and act it out. i still remember the words
kaeru no uta ga
kikoete kuru yo
gwa gwa gwa gwa
gero gero gero gero
gwa gwa gwa
get the pronunciation guide here, and a sound clip here.
yes… deep stuff.
it’s independence day, and something’s wrong
the conspiracy theorists who believe that america is trying to take over the world have a point. this year, i join them with irrefutable proof.
for the past few years, on independence day every year, star movies insists on showing independence day. the problem with that? besides the fact that the novelty has worn off since it’s over 10 years old… the movie is american propaganda.
and more proof, but this one’s subliminal, though. ever since i got mobile again, i’ve been getting spammed every day with smses for good deals on recharges! and other rubbish. but for the past two days, the spam’s been about independence day. it’s all good and patriotic… until i got this one:
celebrating on independence day, the pride, the courage and the glory that binds us to the stars and stripes!
no prizes for guessing which company on weed it was that sent me this message. it isn’t even on the net. what retard thought this smart one up?
the americans, i tell you. they’re trying to take over the world.
dissertation, my ass.
came across a paper titled “a universal pronoun in english?” by a student of linguistics at stanford.
and the pronoun? your ass.
to quote him: “We refer to these expressions collectively as your ass. Your ass is not simply a possessive
pronoun + NP (PossNP) construction since, primarily, it is semantically non-compositional…”
one of the examples he gives: “…my ass handed the old chick her ten fuckin’ bucks…” explained as “…the speaker presumably handed the ten dollars to the woman with his hands (not his buttocks).”
read the entire thing here. it’s a downloadable pdf.
and drop by the author’s page. andrew koontz-garboden now teaches linguistics at manchester.
the image was photoshopped… not
i came across this set of rules, while reading up on photoshop cs3. interesting ones, almost like a course in english to not get your ass sued 101.i have a few questions for the company, adobe® :
- can i say “this image was photochopped?” or “… photocropped?”
- if i’m in a conversation with a friend, can i drop the ® bit while talking? i promise to use it in my written correspondence with them.
- if not, how does one pronounce ®?
- how can i go about making it sound casual and unforced?
it’s difficult to sound cool while saying, “that nipslip of britney spears is totally fake. the image was enhanced with adobe® photoshop® software.” they really have to cut us some slack somewhere.
seventeen thousand degrees of internet separation
at times, i have absolutely nothing to do… and then i tend to waste time doing that nothing by clicking through site after site on the interwebs… a game i call seventeen thousand degrees of internet separation. how you play it is like so: you think of a word, google it, click on any one of the results, and keep clicking on arbit links leading off each site you come to… you win if you visit seventeen thousand sites.
i never win. i guess i should make the rules of the game easier.
and here’s something useful i came across: a strap-on stool for field work. that’s nothing new… i know loads of people who walk around with a pole stuck up their behind.