Archive for July, 2005

Short musings on the Long weekend

Tuesday, July 5th, 2005

The end of an exhausting weekend and the next one isn’t till September. A far cry from days back home when we’d get holidays named after the whole world and its aunties. I thought I read somewhere a while back that Sri Lanka has close to 32 national holidays. And No, thats not counting weekends. Isn’t that sweet meLANKAly. The only solace here is atleast I get my birthday off as part of the Thanksgivin long weekend package. Like that really matters.

Noble intentions Bob Geldof. But you could atleast have had a better lineup for the Philly leg of the Live 8 Concert. Sure, considering Will Smith and Dave Matthews played, every single girl from the Northeast was sure to show up, but please, does anyone still listen to Bon Jovi ? Came home after 3 hours only to see my friend in London watch U2, The Who, Paul McCartney and Pink Floyd !! Depressing.

What was with this Bengali Convention in New York. I didn’t even know there were so many Bongs in the country. Every 7.4 seconds you come across one with a badge from the convention… Well, fact: Bong women are miiiiighty cute. And have shaaarp tongues. Me like.

Kudos to my buddy Rajas for finally getting out of Madison, the town of the vertically challenged. In fact, from the way he was FOBbing out looking at the skyline of New York, I’m pretty convinced that his 6ft 3inch frame definitely featured in the top 10 structures of Wisconsin. I’m a Philly boy through and through but nothing comes closer to Bombay than NY. Now if only someone would find me a techie job there. I’d drink, dine, make merry and regularly watch my fellow New Yorkers getting their asses beat and handed back to them by the Eagles. Besides, being in New York would mean I wouldn’t miss the seasonality of Philly. The four beloved seasons - Football, Basketball, Hockey and Baseball.

Precious Delusions

Friday, July 1st, 2005

I think they should just scrap Mondays and Wednesdays completely. Mondays, well simply because its a damn Monday. And Wednesday, does it really serve any purpose? Your concentration levels are waning progressively from the start of the work week. By the time Wednesday rolls in you’re already thinking bout the coming weekend and another couple of evenings of binge drinking. Why spend 2/7th of your life on days you don’t care for anyway ?

Is there anything more frustrating and boring than shaving ? An average man grows close to 80 miles of beard in a lifetime. Another useless piece of information the Internet has to offer. I’ve decided I am going to cut down on this vice, before I get hooked on to it. So am going to stick with my twice a week plan. Besides, with the heridetary nature of such things I really ought to be more worried about about doing everything I can to maintain a full head of hair before the genes kick in. Like they say ‘A hair on the head is worth two in the brush’

I suffer from A.A.D. I’m convinced. It takes me all of 20 seconds to completely tune off if the person talking to me starts annoying. The tune-off time is even lower in a meeting. And almost always at that. Talking about tuning off, Birthday wishes to my favorite girl, the high priestess of tuning off, Suju. You’re silly and really stupid, but I ain’t got nothin but love for you.

S runs a counter in her head when she meets someone new.
(10: Say something interesting, dude
9: Say something funny
8, 7, 6…
4: You have got to be kidding me
3,2: Ok say something intelligent will ya
1,0: REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEject.)

Ok here are my fav Suj Stories:

* She will frikkin never ever get the lyrics to a song right. EVER. I can’t believe all these years she thought R.E.S.P.E.C.T was actually ‘Harry come eve tease me !!!’ How did you ever hear Harry from R.E. ??? And Really ? Are there women out there wishing it’d happen to them ?

* She has this silly habit of generously throwing out Chinkuuuuuuu and Pinkuuuuu’s to all the ppl she is fond of. Rumor has it that she calls her favorite duvet Stinkuuuuuuuuuuuu. Go figure.

* Waking up at 8.14 for an 8.30 T.Aing assignment and running 8 blocks to teach class in those ugly red pjs. Alarm Clocks are a foreign concept for S. In fact technology is too. It took all of 4 full weeks to finally figure out how to check her voicemail on that ugly brick of a cell phone she owned.

It ain’t Philly without you. She can now be reached at 1-800-GUR GAON. Happy Birthday !