Purpose of blog

I've seen this as part of the user profile on a few blogs. The best comment I've come across till now is - Huh !!!

Less is truly more in this case.

Anyway, I think I have come up with a whole new use for my blog. I'm going to use my blog to measure something intangible.

Vetti, in tamil, is jobless. I call the act of being vetti as vettiness. My measure to quantify the extent of vettiness is called vettiness quotient.

How does this vettiness quotient work ? The relationship I have devised is - Vettiness quotient is directly proportional to the number of posts in a month. Since I am fixing my sampling period to a month's time, this measure will vary month on month. Every month there will be a vettiness quotient value which will be comparable over time.

If I remember right, December 2007 has the most number of posts by me. Thus proving that my vettiness quotient is at an all time high right now.

Damn, today is 30th dec. I still have a day to go. Maybe tomorrow I'll post something and beat my own record.

That will be fun. A record that lasted one day. That should be a record by itself. I'm getting rather good at this.

No guts, No glory

She knew they were out to get her. This is what she had to say.

"I did not come this far in life to be intimidated by suicide bombers"

Read the full article here

Interesting, how courage can be so easily interpreted as stupidity.

Food habits

I have heard that fear will make you do stupid things. Stupidity will obviously make you do stupid things. Guilt will also make you do things. Things I find amusing.

I heard this from so many of my friends. I thought it was hilarious then. One day, I saw it with my own eyes.

My friend and I go to this eat out. We order our food. I get myself a stroganoff and my friend opts for pasta. We sit there, waiting for our food, discussing world views, in vain of course. Words seldom translate to action. I have no qualms in admitting that I'm a lazy bum.

This couple come sit at the table next to ours. The guy was actually a rather large man. What I meant was, he was fat. But that would be politically incorrect. So, the guy was a rather large man. His companion was a not-so-large girl.

Our tables were close enough for us to hear what they were ordering. The girl went first. She asks for Caeser salad and mixed fruit juice. The guy orders meat lasagna and a large order of fries. The waiter leaves and then the fun begins.

We can hear the girl hissing at the guy. She's like, "What the hell was that ?". The guy knows he's in deep shit. Just doesn't know why. He's got this puzzled look on his face. She says, "I thought we were on a diet". Realisation dawns. My friend and I can now read the guy's mind. He's thinking, "Damn it. What was I thinking ? I'm not out with the guys". He doesn't say anything. Immediately calls for the waiter and says this.

"I'll have a diet coke to go with that please."

So, its official now.

If you can get a girl to admit that she's on a diet, it really means she's on a diet. If a guy says he's on a diet, it means he'll settle for a diet coke.

** This post is dedicated to a good friend of mine. If she hadn't asked, I probably wouldn't have written this.

Whats wrong with people's sentiment ?

Today is Christmas. I'm actually pretty good at stating the obvious. So, I'll say it again. Today is Christmas. I can do it again, but then I would be repeating myself.

So what do I do ? Nothing special. Watch American Gangsters. Listen to some Arabic lounge/chill-out music. Drop into office for a couple of hours. Make a mental note to get some roasted turkey in the evening. Of course, I wish all my Christian friends.

I am sure that there are secular people out there like most of our national political parties, committees backed by various religions which would be pissed off at me for making that statement.

You are wondering what statement. "I wish all my Christian friends" - that statement. Let me take a wild guess at what they are likely to say.

"Sowji has hurt the sentiments of all the non-Christians in this great country of ours by not wishing them for Christmas. He should be stripped, beaten up and his soul condemned to the deepest bowels of hell. If he renders a public apology, then all is forgiven, his place in heaven is restored and all is forgotten in less than a day as nobody really cares about what he said."

I'm trying to understand this new trend in making public objections. The only constants are, firstly, somehow the sentiments of a lot of people are hurt. Secondly, all this fuss seldom lasts more than a day. Lastly, nothing ever comes off it.

Lets see now. On mothers day I only wish my mom and not my dad. Is someone going to accuse me of gender bias now ? Or maybe its daddy bias ?

If I'm not mistaken, there is something called Aids day, right. Why don't we hear anyone screaming that the "sentiments" of all the people without aids has been hurt ?

If anyone is planning to use the words "hurt", "people" and "sentiment" in the same breath or in the same sentence, I have something to tell you. I'm going to type it in caps so you dimwits will know that I'm yelling.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP"

Sandhaikku poogadheydee ....

Scene Sindhamani and Rouse Rangamani are priends. They decide to go shopping.

Scene Sindhamani wants to get herself a towser. She's looking at the latest that Versace has to offer. Rouse Rangamani is looking for colour glass. She's thinking, "I feel like Oakley today".

Off they go.

Aaru mani neratherku peragu .....

Scene Sindhamani is seen going home with oru kilo maidha maavu and rendu packet instant kaapi.

Rouse Rangamani is spotted entering her house with oru litre nallennai, oru kaali plastic cover and a paper cap.

Ooru makkal are bewildered. They are still trying to understand how Scene Sindhamani's and Rouse Rangamani's attempt at shopping can end in such fashion.

If you choose to extrapolate this incident to apply for all women, I am not going to stop you.

Namakku Puriyala.

I'm starting to like this guy

December 27th 2007, Narendra Modi will be sworn in as the Cheif minister of Gujarat for the third consecutive time. The prominent BJP party member single handedly crushed the Congress and the rebels to propel his party to a convincing win, silencing his critics both inside his party and outside. BJP won 117 out of the 182 seats with the Congress and it's allies only managing a paltry 62 seats. BJP finishing only 10 seats less than in 2002 when they won 127 seats. Clearly, Moditva announcing it's arrival loud and clear for everybody to hear.

The "Merchant of Death" per Sonia Gandhi is truly the undisputed "King of Gujarat".

Actually I don't know Modi well enough to start liking him. He's a close second though.

I was talking about Hugh Laurie.

Watched him the first time as Dr. Gregory House in the American television drama - House. Clearly this guy's brand of humour is sarcasm. House is a beautifully written character, full of witty one liners and a unique take on life - everybody lies.

If you are not obsessed with boring sob stories, which have more of background music than actual dialogue per episode, that pass off as television drama on Sun TV, I'd recommend that you watch House.

Be warned, if you don't understand sarcasm you will miss the true essence of the entertainment.


Happy Housing !!!

Bad combination

Have you ever tried listening to psychedelic music when you have a really bad sinus headache ?

I have. It's so weird. So much so that I'm typing this at the exact same moment.

Right this very moment I have a bad sinus headache and I'm listening to this really trippy song called "Star Shpongled Banner".

The only lyrics in the song are:

I am a secret magician
The sun is purple
3D dimensions
I am for mental expansions

I don't have the faintest clue as to what that is supposed to mean. But the song is kinda cool.

I think I'm high. 500 mg of antibiotics, two times a day.

Wow, I can see the music.

I think I'll lie down for awhile.