"March!March!March!"
"My feet are killing me!" a classic dialogue from a classic film by a classic character. The wife of the Elephant General or Elephant Brigadier or what you will from The Jungle Book.
What's with March by the way? Ides of March et al. (March is merrily marching along to the 15th and it's a Holi day strangely enough. Well well, one religion's poison is another's meat eh? Different strokes for different folks.)
The power situation in Bangalore sucks!
Santana rocks!
My computer sucks!
My friends rock!
And here's something that tickled me - last evening as I was sitting at Koshy's listening to Amit and watching him sip tea poured from a lovely quaint tea pot, I sent a message to all my boy friends. The gist of it was they had to find me a boy friend in 24 hrs or I'd curse them with constipation for a week. Sick? Maybe!
The responses I got were howlarious! Oh yes, my friends rock! (Wish I rocked too man... seriously).
Read the paper by the incandescent light of a battery operated, hand-held tubelight. Moral of the story? It's good when the power supply is in short supply and there are no distractions of the TV or radio. And The Hindu is a wonderful paper. And there's a lot that is wrong with this world (as usual) and there's a lot that is being done to right the wrong...downside? Not fast enough and not enough!
Let's all get into RDB mode - yeah! Rubaroooooo....Roshneeee....
Or just yodel like George (gay) Michael and sing 'Freedom', shake a leg, and feel satisfied.
"I think there's something you should know...There's something deep inside me...
All we have to do now..." hmmmm...."I don't belong to you...and you don't belong to me..."
It's good to be free. It's good to say and write your mind (well not quite, but almost)....and...
This above post has been written under extreme duress and is a product of a very strained and mindless mind. It does not bear resemblance to anything remotely sensible or intellectual (let alone intelligible). The lyrics quoted are in part from the song "Freedom" and I lay no claim in part or thereof to its originality. Pardon the verbiage. And ahem!, er...mmm....as this disclaimer claims...
Pause.
What's with March by the way? Ides of March et al. (March is merrily marching along to the 15th and it's a Holi day strangely enough. Well well, one religion's poison is another's meat eh? Different strokes for different folks.)
The power situation in Bangalore sucks!
Santana rocks!
My computer sucks!
My friends rock!
And here's something that tickled me - last evening as I was sitting at Koshy's listening to Amit and watching him sip tea poured from a lovely quaint tea pot, I sent a message to all my boy friends. The gist of it was they had to find me a boy friend in 24 hrs or I'd curse them with constipation for a week. Sick? Maybe!
The responses I got were howlarious! Oh yes, my friends rock! (Wish I rocked too man... seriously).
Read the paper by the incandescent light of a battery operated, hand-held tubelight. Moral of the story? It's good when the power supply is in short supply and there are no distractions of the TV or radio. And The Hindu is a wonderful paper. And there's a lot that is wrong with this world (as usual) and there's a lot that is being done to right the wrong...downside? Not fast enough and not enough!
Let's all get into RDB mode - yeah! Rubaroooooo....Roshneeee....
Or just yodel like George (gay) Michael and sing 'Freedom', shake a leg, and feel satisfied.
"I think there's something you should know...There's something deep inside me...
All we have to do now..." hmmmm...."I don't belong to you...and you don't belong to me..."
It's good to be free. It's good to say and write your mind (well not quite, but almost)....and...
This above post has been written under extreme duress and is a product of a very strained and mindless mind. It does not bear resemblance to anything remotely sensible or intellectual (let alone intelligible). The lyrics quoted are in part from the song "Freedom" and I lay no claim in part or thereof to its originality. Pardon the verbiage. And ahem!, er...mmm....as this disclaimer claims...
Pause.
posted by Livin @ 3/05/2006 11:59:00 PM
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