Why?

Trivia

2007-02-26T15:41:00.000+05:30

Trivia can present itself in many forms. Whether or not we indulge it, depends on our ability to hoodwink ourselves. Sometimes it arrives in the form of a new responsibility with the promise of experience, a project which may metamorphosis into the means of financing a Land Rover Discovery or an appeal by a loved one to do something with your life. And so we immerse ourselves in the trivia of

Just call me Sherlock...

2005-10-05T15:40:00.000+06:00

So here I am peacefully digging away at my Raspberry Mousse topped with Mary in Pleasure done in white chocolate when googles' random bits shift into order, finally revealing the awful lie so well kept by the Brazilian Beach Volleyball Federation... All that enigma reading rubs off...P.S: If you're a Volleyball fan, you'd appreciate that last link - filename + volley.html

Enigma

2005-10-04T21:33:00.000+06:00

"But when he heard what Lee has to say, the caged tiger rose out of the soapy water like some glorious warrior prince, and without trying to cover up his naked body, began....."Yes, go on take a guess... Began what? Huh? What dya think? Behold the worst sentence to come out of Hugh Sebag Montefiore. Don't you just lurve that name. Say it... Huuuugh Sebag Montefiooooree. Hugh.Sebag.Monti-fioree...

Nuff!!

2005-09-23T18:57:00.000+06:00

"It's not the not getting into a tricky-spot; everyone happens on a tricky-spot some-when or the other. It's how you get yourself out of one..." - shadesSucky-spots (spots that suck you in and twirl you around thereby inducing suction resulting in your extended stay in the said sucky-spot) are just extrapolations of tricky-spots, i guess.

Fractured Events

2005-09-19T19:58:00.000+06:00

I had just the one goal in going for the book orgy. I needed to acquire Volume 1 of The Art of Computer Programming, Knuth, to complete my collection. I was looking for the 2003 pearson print of the 3rd edition. It was very unlikely that I would find it. I enter the Hall to the screech of "Ooooooh! a cat! let's chase the bugger and strangle it!". Not the most auspicious way to start a book hunt.

Sugar Doll

2005-09-05T08:12:00.000+06:00

Yesterday night i ate barbie. Well, during the course of the evening we all had a piece of her. She was sweet, a bit too sweet for her own good. I had her thrice. She was a sorry sight in the end; the ill use showed quite starkly; barbie was dead. Nevertheless, I felt a pang of hunger as her remains were stashed away in the freezer.The loss of barbie, makes one reflect on questions that should

creaky rotten signpost

2005-09-01T07:25:00.000+06:00

There are vague memories of yearning to write things substantial, consequential; sooner or later one does get tired of ones own excreta. So you make a pledge to write something of worth or not write at all. Then ofcourse you realize that it's just too much hard work. Such is the manner in which laziness triumphs over lofty thoughts. So here i am, consuming a couple of hundred ergs and a couple of

preInit

2005-08-29T12:57:00.000+06:00

Sunday morning was a good morning. Any morning without an EarlyMorningDuckAttack is a good morning. But this one came with extras. I had the pleasure of witnessing a colonial type doing a renal extraction on the Vijitha Yapa crowd. I would not normally be ecstatic over another's misfortune (fingers triple crossed) but shoot me if i cant derive a wee bit 'o pleasure when those insects, who had the

Don't Read This

2005-08-27T07:20:00.000+06:00

sot:There's this one girl who goes around naked shooting people.moi:completely naked? throughout the movie?sot:well, she wears a holster and boots. But yes, from beginning to end.moi:oh. (well, in reality there was not much covertness involved. I just wanted to use the word. It reminds me of covet: What does he do, agent Starling? what is its nature?)sot:I've never really

glow blow

2005-06-26T14:43:00.000+06:00

The local neighborhood supermarket was running a promotion for glow - 'a skin care product which comes in a state of the art capsule'(sic). I'm visualizing an intelligent capsule with avionic and guidance capability which activates on touch, flies out of its aluminum pod, homes in on the victims mouth, hovers around until the victim opens her mouth, fires mini booster rockets to get that extra

Oh, Stewball was a race horse

2005-06-15T21:45:00.000+06:00

There are these two ducks;a duck and a drake to be exact, who've taken to laying eggs in our garden. And i'm sure its only the duck who engages in the act of laying, though the drake undoubtedly has some responsibility in the matter. They belong to our

17-13-7-2

2005-05-27T18:49:00.000+06:00

I am plagued by primes. Debilitated by my own mediocrity. I seek that which is timeless and permanent but which can only be reached through the paths of variance; five are the trails that I walk. I seek the perfect imperfection; only perfection begets transformation. Shut out the noise. Do not seek music. The room is empty. There is no room. Wipe the board clean. Write on it bold GWQCE. Nothing

The room is empty... finally

2005-05-11T20:22:00.000+06:00

This month has all the trappings of a phenomenal screwup. It's surprising how clear your thinking becomes when you're up against moments like this; the point at which you quit worrying and start kicking ass, even if it is your own. The trick that I must learn is to maximize return on these precious periods of obscene brain activity, to channel as much clocks as possible to some worthwhile

A case for home ownership

2005-05-10T15:08:00.000+06:00

One good thing about having your very own place is that you can walk around in the nude. Just like having your very own theory; you get to use funky math!

void *

2005-05-06T19:04:00.000+06:00

The minds. The minds haven't changed. No stimulation. No frontiers breached. No connections made. The room is almost empty. It's good that way. It'll be better when its completely empty. A total vacuum. A vacuum... There are people who are missed. Virtual people.I feel empty, or more precisely, hungry. To run barefoot on the sandy beaches, the salt in my lungs, the sun in my face and the wind in

Rolling guilt gathers no penitence

2005-05-05T17:49:00.000+06:00

Paradise Road has these really snazy ancient stuff. I believe I've already mentioned that I would find tracing these items to their origins an adventure;a journey through history and all that. There was a Ganesh Statuette and a Shiva Linga that looked particularly adventurous. And it's with the intention of carrying out a trace operation that I began quizzing this girl, who I later gathered was a

Ethnic Stuff

2005-05-04T17:57:00.000+06:00

Around a year ago, I was wallowing in misery for the want of an idea to work on. Life took pity on me by instructing a good friend to provide me with an idea worthy of my attention. A year on, I'm wallowing in misery due to the lack of progress on the said idea. And again, life takes me by surprise with a lesson in adaptability. The game of life comes with a certain amount of free lives; maybe

A business proposal humbug

2005-05-02T17:53:00.000+06:00

In the world of science there are problems and solutions. Explaining an observation, predicting an outcome, predicting the pre-conditions for a given outcome are all manifestations of problems. We obtain solutions by applying suitable theorems and laws to problem parameters; theorems and laws are in fact, generalized solutions to generalized problems. Ofcourse, there are the prescribed techniques

Beltaine

2005-04-30T17:14:00.000+06:00

So that's one third of the year gone. Haven't finished anything that I started this year. Hell, I haven't even properly started anything. There is this type of person who lives for taking apart a problem and striping it down to its mathematical/logical nuts and bolts and maybe expressing an abstract solution; after which point, the implementation of a solution is simply too unbearably insipid.

Holy Wood

2005-04-28T20:31:00.000+06:00

Dirty DancingStreets of FireWhatever happened to that particular genre? Where movies were, you know, just movies. The kind where you could put your brain on idle and still enjoy stuff. Where you don't have to condition yourself to anticipate the next retina-searing special effect. The movies where the boy doesn't get the girl, but it's still... ok. Where violence is plain violence; nothing more,

Foggy

2005-04-21T20:07:00.000+06:00

A degenerate solution. I'm fast becoming one. On the one hand, the little details of life does a darn good job of obscuring the goals of world domination and immortality much in the same way that a swarm of flies ruins a heavenly, delectable cadbury icecream with honey topping (Note that i have just equated myself to a fly infested dessert, or something like that...); while on the other, my ego

10

2005-04-01T00:31:00.000+06:00

inspired by 1. A shoulder and neck massage; strong fingers stretching and kneeding those muscles.2. For someone to carefully remove the skull bone on my forehead and suck out that migraine with a vacuuming device 3.For the itch in my belly-button to go away4.To make fists with my toes5.To figure out how to teach algorithms without feeling suicidal6.A large cool glass of coke7.To forget that a

It's tiime, tiime.. time for... err ... Spring

2005-03-29T21:18:00.000+06:00

It's spring. I wouldn't have realized, if it wasn't for having given Christina over to the mechanic guy, and having had to tuk-tuk it to work quite early.His name is Harrison; the mech. A fatherly, quiet gent who knows engines. The thing with harrison is this. He will only charge you for the problems he fixes; no mucking around and replacing everything in sight. But the catch is that, he insists

Hamlet

2005-03-26T16:12:00.000+06:00

Have i mentioned that i like classifications? Over simplifications, they be. But better an oversimplified starting point than a tangled mess that needs to be unraveled.Today's exercise is in attempting to classify those who are loosely known as techies, or tekkis. Not to be confused with trekkies, who undoubtedly intersect the aforementioned set, but are nevertheless kewl by themselves. For

EeeePeeeCeee: Extra-Pair-Coupling

2005-03-23T01:02:00.000+06:00

Fancy yourself as a monogamous person? Is fidelity important to you? Well, you just might be a freak! Yes, that's correct. I said freak! A beastly, ghastly, unnatural freak!At least thats what David P. Barash & Judith Eve Lipton, seem to say in The Myth of Monogamy: Fidelity and Infidelity in Animals and People. They maintain that "there is no evidence, either from biology, primatology, or

Let me take you by the hand, walk you through the streets of ...

2005-03-21T00:38:00.000+06:00

Take a two hour bus-ride in any direction from the Pettah bus stand, and the country changes, noticably. The people change. Take the trouble to understand, no, (that's too strong a word) observe, and its plain that these people have very different lives. Their daily routines, needs and aspirations are far removed from the artificial sri lankanism of Colombo. Nothing new. All of us know this

the toothpaste sagas continue.

2005-03-16T17:15:00.000+06:00

Toothpaste is not a panacea. Never believe that. Never! DVDs, maybe. Pimples, possibly. Stys, or abscesses on your eye-lid; NO. It was ofcourse the toothpaste as a purported pimple cure that did it; there should be a law against people posting things like that. Yes, I have a sty on my eye; or something like that. So at about 1 a.m yesterday it occurs to me to try toothpaste on it. Fluorine;

Monday Morn Blues

2005-03-14T10:11:00.000+06:00

Why is it that i did not know about BigInteger? I think my brain was stolen and replaced by a faulty unit. gah! I feel like dissolving the decrepit slimy thing and extracting it through my nose. The prime-blunders of last week have shattered me. gah! I've always believed that if an educator has nothing new; nothing of his own, to talk about in a lecture, he should pack up.40 minutes to go. I feel

The mystry of the ratios - II

2005-03-13T14:11:00.000+06:00

genesisprime(fibb(n)): n=0..59. upperbound:956,722,026,041st prime sn = 2, 3, 3, 5, 7, 13, 23, 43, 79, 149, 263, 463, 829, 1481, 2593, 4507, 7817, 13477,23167, 39791, 67933, 115837, 196699, 333253, 563999, 951571, 1603493, 2696669, 4528957, 7594787, 12717709, 21275503, 35548199, 59328163, 98921057, 164781997, 274253237, 456074719, 757869829, 1258431703, 2088145753, 3462669647, 5738374573,

the wheel of blife

2005-03-11T22:14:00.000+06:00

teenybopper: the newbie stage. naively uses real name for blog. ignorantly settles on a grotesque blogger template. horrendously illiterate posts; mostly whiney. enlightened nipper: the awareness stage. discovery of real blogs. fiddles around with templates and widgets. mopes. usually ends with a panic attack culminating in blog renaming/funky nick. determined soldier:prolific.inane. blurfs and

bloob

2005-03-10T16:30:00.000+06:00

according to ed, my posts are 'like big shapeless boobs'. I see his point. Do all blogs have a boob persona? what kind of boob is your blog?

reality bites!

2005-03-09T19:59:00.000+06:00

Continuing our boob-awareness program, something is definitely wrong in the state of Etats-Uni when you get a young college woman saying 'You mean womens breasts are like a cows udder?'. This article tries to pin the cause for boob-fetishes on the declining breast feeding trend. It's a very confusing article, promoting the view that the primary purpose of boobs is to feed and comfort babies,

The mystery of the ratios

2005-03-08T18:01:00.000+06:00

prime(fibb(i)): i=0,1,2.....sn = 2, 3, 3, 5, 7, 13, 23, 43, 79, 149, 263, 463, 829, 1481, 2593, 4507, 7817, 13477,23167, 39791, 67933, Ratio:sn+1:sn1.5,1.0,1.67,1.4,1.87,1.77,1.87,1.84,1.89,1.77,1.79,1.76,1.74,1.72,1.72,1.71seemingly converges to 1.7fibb(prime(i)):i=0,1,2........1, 2, 5, 13, 89, 233, 1597, 4181, 28657, 514229, 1346269, 24157817, 165580141, 433494437Ratio:sn+1:

Arrays

2005-03-08T15:04:00.000+06:00

The maximum array size allowed by a language is dependent on the compiler. Everyone knows that. Everyone is told that. And it is true. But have you tried it out? Why should you try it out? Well here are the results of a few hours of blundering around...CompilerMax Array Size Allowed by CompilerTurbo C++ 3.064KBJava Compiler231-1 elementsC#(and other.Net Compilers)264-1 elementsVisual c++~2GBNote

Guest Post: all aboard the boob tube

2005-03-07T21:24:00.000+06:00

body, td, div {font-family:Georgia,Serif;font-size:11px;line-height:1.6em;color:#666666;} p {text-align:justify;} .byline {display:block;text-align:left;margin:auto;} .c {display:block;text-align:left;margin:auto;padding-top:6px;font-size:10px;font-weight:bold;color:#cdcdcd;letter-spacing:3px;}And here's the second installment of the Guest Post series by our prolific smithy.The Gumzter

Of Inanity and Olives

2005-03-06T15:22:00.000+06:00

After 1 year and 2 months, I visited my hairdresser. Yes, I go to a hairdresser and not a barber; yes, shockingly yuppie of me, I know, i know... Is a hair dresser, a yuppie barber?The dude still remembers me; surprising. The dude expressed his righteous indignation when i mentioned, quite proudly, that I didn't even trim it once since the last time i saw him, a year back. You'd think that the

primes are sexy and hence not cute

2005-03-05T01:25:00.000+06:00

Don't you just love primes. The feeling you get by working with primes is only rivaled by running naked in the rain, or orgasm, of course. This post sent my mind on this path. Amazing isn't it. Ofcourse the acid test is in seeing if it holds for higher primes.On another front, aren't definitions everything. I must define stuff to be at peace. Without definitions there can be no differentiation.

Nak-Sat

2005-03-03T15:11:00.000+06:00

Henceforth I declare Saturdays, Naked Saturday. No, I do not intend to go around naked. Got the idea from Coupling. The goody-two-shoes that i am, or was, or due to a memory which has been censored, I cannot remember ever having tried to imagine a person naked. Well on Saturdays, everybody will be!update After being ridiculed as hopelessly retrograde and having been given very minute instructions

dear reader,

2005-03-02T15:49:00.000+06:00

i realise that you consider reading this drivel an act of pure charity, and hence unworthy of any consideration toward the author. An admirable sentiment. Most of you, after coming here, would no doubt, heap the deepest darkest voodoo on the misguided referrer who sent your poor unsuspecting self to this veritable verbal cess-pit. So you probably leave thinking that you alone have been hard done

5th generation baseborn

2005-03-02T00:05:00.000+06:00

While there may be wrong answers, there is no such thing as a wrong question. Nevertheless, it is still possible to ask a question for the wrong reasons; a sin far graver than an incorrect answer. An equal share of blame must be placed on the head of those that pave the path for such questions to be asked. I would advocate a punishment no less than being hung, drawn, quartered and the shattered

fellow turkeys, take note

2005-03-01T10:24:00.000+06:00

When illusions don't work, one has to resort to the insanely ludicrous.If you insist on not achieving much for prolonged periods of time, or have no particular aspiration to live upto, make sure you watch plenty of films, pig out on the best gastronomic delights you can get your paws on and have mind blowing sex. That might work. Maybe. I might actually have something interesting to blog

seasons

2005-02-28T20:21:00.000+06:00

It'll soon be 4 years since i joined the pit. I've reached the end of the line here. Maybe it's because I've now done everything possible that i ever wanted to do at the pit, and then some. Maybe it's because all the personal projects that i wanted to complete, for which this particular mode of employment was to provide time, haven't worked out. Maybe it's because I'm put into situations where I

When all you do is warm a chair...

2005-02-27T23:43:00.000+06:00

News flash: At approximatly 7:21(GMT) gmail servers "encountered a temporary error and could not complete (my) request". I am mailless! Should have set up that forward to yahoo. Just as i should have gotton my chicken pox shots. I will never learn, once a procrastinator...While i wait( I'm to try again in 30 seconds), it occurs to me that my life needs a wee bit of adventure. Well we did, a)

remember

2005-02-27T03:53:00.000+06:00

My memories are bland; blander than an english breakfast with no condiments. Whatever I play back seems to be strangely devoid of any emotion. I can recall the fact that I was happy or sad, but i cannot seem to recall the emotion - to relive it. This is probably as it should be; there should be something different about the event itself and the memory of an event, afterall. But there's a gnawing

HR101 Recruitment

2005-01-31T10:54:00.000+06:00

If I'm ever in a position (god forbid) to make recruitment decisions for management positions, this is what I will do; provided that the candidates are fresh out of college. The recruitment process is based on one sound and very basic principle: The ideal candidate should not have an iota of subject knowledge while having successfully completed a study program. I will establish the first

syncope

2005-01-25T02:35:00.000+06:00

Well, it was nothing more than smurf pull after all... Nobody really cares; personal agendas, misinformation, miscommunication. Too many individuals. Too much digression. Too many good people getting bogged down on lesser problems. Too little done. Nothing appreciated. Weary of doing, defending, waiting, listening... Everyone is, i guess. It's the time of the zombie. It really doesn't matter

Noël Andante

2004-12-24T01:38:00.000+06:00

drain her blood and fill her up night vision on a mat of reeds strips of tar thieves of souls harmless hunters a perfect way to forget calloc Nod over coffee unknown place X'mas with the leapords inhale... forget...

Deep Study

2004-12-02T14:03:00.000+06:00

This report by mi2g concludes that demonic fruits score over bungling giants and schizophrenic penguins. turn those forceshields up scotty....

Can Jonny Jump?

2004-12-02T10:30:00.000+06:00

I've actually waited 5 days to post this! So do the euclides toolset thing, people. Stu's rantings on the falling standards of education negates the need for me to do so. His rants carry so much more weight than mine, and unlike me, he get's to the crux of the matter We aren't teaching them how to think.. In this post he throws out a challenge to his readers to find the squareroot of 1.5

while i wait for thee o' rose...

2004-11-27T14:59:00.000+06:00

You've got mail and Sleepless in Seattle. I didn't know that Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks had this Kajol and Shah Rukh Khan number going; or may be it was K & SRK having a MR & TH thing going; or maybe it was just parallel flows, like we say in UML parlance. In the academic arena i foresee google scholar overtaking citeseer... one day, not just yet though. It's that time of the year when you take

monachus infinitum

2004-11-23T17:14:00.000+06:00

The infinitely many monkeys theorem bugs me... But in the end, I guess the yinternet simply does not have enough of em. I wouldn't hold my breath. I'm getting that, "you're missing it, you big oaf!" feeling again...

Pseudo-Dating

2004-11-22T15:44:00.000+06:00

The current state of creative and pseudo-philosophic bankruptcy is driving me to immortalise the conclusions drawn from a certain after luncheon discussion. Although I say discussion, it was more like a soliloquy which some colleagues had the misfortune of enduring. I had long since wondered about the terms 'dating' and 'going out'. These vague concepts are usually defined with the help of

Nihil

2004-11-18T16:35:00.000+06:00

I constantly amaze myself with the sheer amount of nothing, that I'm capable of engaging in. The sense of amazement is second only to the repugnance of the rationalizations that renders the notion sufferable.

Google Zeitgeist

2004-11-13T09:50:00.000+06:00

Hardly a post goes by, in forge's, without me having to google something; this time it was Zeitgeist(pronounced 'tsIt-"gIst, 'zIt). If you don't know what that is, google define: it... Go on. Google Zeitgeist was what the wind blew in, on this occasion.'Search patterns, trends and surprises according to Google' is how it's described. What an amazing position google finds itself in - Data Mining

Meeka's Companion Says...

2004-11-12T16:27:00.000+06:00

Ed (10:42:25 AM): I wonder if we can get avatars to h***(rhymes with lump) each other ... Ed (10:43:25 AM): so in a conference there could be an orgy... Now, if this were possible, would we? Affirmative or negative, the really intriguing question would be, why so? or why not? What do we mean by it? disclaimer: This post is ed's fault. Ed is a perv ;)

~%%#**###krrrgrrpst##@@

2004-11-12T13:41:00.000+06:00

.... init 6

end game

2004-11-12T13:28:00.000+06:00

Entropy is defined as the amount of disorderliness in a system. The essence of understanding is in finding order in a messy universe. As our understanding of the universe grows the orderliness in our brain increases. But as a consequence of work done to bring about this orderliness, the disorderliness of the universe as a whole increases; because entropy increases as work is performed. So the

A flog for the road...

2004-11-12T11:59:00.000+06:00

A proposal for explaining the Mentation Cycle Observation[tangibles] -> Thought(projection of tangibles(data) + Programs(reflex || instinct || rules of inference and such as expressed in language || X factor)[processing] -> Expression(language, formal or natural) -> -> Observation(tangibles || expressed through language). Observation:The process of our senses projecting the real world into

Take a bite of this apple, sayeth the serpent

2004-11-09T17:12:00.000+06:00

Assume that, our(an individual's) observations, values, beliefs and the rules used to intepret said values and beliefs, form a formal system in higher-order logic. Then, this formal system would infact represent an individuals 'understanding of the world'. This uotw(pronounced U2) is an extrapolation of Hilbert's Program, constrained to one individuals perspective. Hilbert's Program was

Confucius Says....

2004-11-08T19:03:00.000+06:00

Forgive me Albert, for I have sinned. I am guilty of shameless over-generalization in my attempt at explaining away the inaccuracy of vocabulary by invoking Godel. Godel's first Theorem states that, In any consistent formalization of mathematics that is sufficiently strong to define the concept of natural numbers, one can construct a statement that can be neither proved nor disproved within

Electrophorus electricus

2004-10-31T13:39:00.000+06:00

Recent posts have triggered dormant memory cells. I've always had this thing about having an eel farm in Nuwara-Eliya. Not your ordinary boring eel, but electric eels. I want to have the eels in glass enclosures. Ideally the farm would be constructed out of glass; as in the walls and substructure would have to be glass tanks. The eels would go in there. Picture that! Eels in your walls, swimming

Devilus Chickus

2004-10-31T13:06:00.000+06:00

Most of us it seems, consider our Avatars(Yahoo Avatars, that is) as a projection of ourselves. When we dress up our avatars, choose accessories, settings, etc. are we compensating for what we cannot do in real life? I am most probably wrong here; just a thought. But who says that an Avatar need be a projection of oneself? Why cannot it be a companion? A companion on your strolls down the

inane

2004-10-27T18:00:00.000+06:00

feed-forward backpropogation neural networks in matlab require column vectors as input. Intel's new 65nm process is capable of achieving 30nm gate lengths and 1.2nm oxide layers; that's just 6 Si atoms across.The next step is nanotube based transistors. Nanotechnology rocks.I must do a detailed post on this... some day. There are a few PHP debuggers in existence including Zend Studio, APD, DBG

Paradise Lost

2004-10-24T13:46:00.000+06:00

Yesterday, I had the misfortune of being associated with an Exhibition on Higher Education; degrees for sale more like. The Degree Mongers. I detest them. It seems I've been sheltered from this particular depravity, till now, for which I am thankful. My jeremiads against education have so far been limited to a) the slow encroachment of training onto the hallowed province of education. b) it's

The Doers the Thinkers and the Dreamers

2004-10-24T13:11:00.000+06:00

Too much mundanity. Too many rules; too many do_this_for_no_good_reasons; too much nonsense, that for some reason requires attention; too much precious time wasted. Suffocating... I need to break a few rules! I need escape velocity dammit. Will someone please push me into doing something about my post grad!

6

2004-10-24T06:42:00.000+06:00

I feel a bit wonked. So you must make allowances for what will follow. sleep:6,travelling:3.5,ablutions_etcetera:2,feeding:2,so_called_work:7. Now how much free time does one get? 3.5 measly hours. Just 3 point bloody 5. christ! No wonder i haven't watched many movies. Hmm.. ablutions:1,travelling:2 makes a significant difference. Most practical people just make the change. But I need to have

Oh well...

2004-10-23T09:55:00.000+06:00

Which John Cusack Are You? and i believe that is the first image to desecrate mon blog. and also, something possessed me to use the blogger spellcheck; another first. It don't recognise 'blog'! sheesh. or blogger, even. double sheesh.

Know thy Rules

2004-10-15T10:51:00.000+06:00

Success, as perceived by the rather myopic world we live in, can easily be achieved by bending and occasionally breaking the rules. Bending is considered more viable since there is less resistance. Either way, in any system, the key to success is knowing the rules. Then, all that is required is some creative bending.

The Meeting...

2004-10-11T21:59:00.000+06:00

It was a Saturday, a humid Saturday. The high point for the day so far had been a DWA lecture gone horribly wrong. And there was this family party thingy that I had to grace my presence with . These social gatherings being not my thing i would have absconded without a second thought, but the mother insisted that i be present. They don't ask much of me and do put up with all my

To everything there is a season...

2004-10-07T15:08:00.000+06:00

Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities; all is vanity. Ecclesiastes 1:1 < laughs maniacally > fascinating, really. fascinating....

Resolutions

2004-10-05T10:04:00.000+06:00

I Will Not Start My Day by Watching a Movie I Will Not Start My Day by Watching a Movie I Will Not Start My Day by Watching a Movie The following conditions are known to result in activities that prompt outbursts of the aforementioned nature. one bathroom cave /* a cave equipped with a single bathroom */ && one cave woman who takes the morning ablution ritual very (seriously || slowly)&& one

How embaressing is that?

2004-09-30T21:40:00.000+06:00

Would you believe it? Just posted on the wrong blog. sheesh. Like stepping outa the bathroom and walking into the living room... naked. Someone elses living room at that! Please don't tell me anyone noticed. < sheepish >

It's in the genetics I tell ya...

2004-09-30T21:39:00.000+06:00

Isn't everything these days. Well at least I know I'm not to blame. I was born with it. short genes. I'm mildly amused by that. Heh, was depressed just a moment back. Mildly amused at the fact that I'm mildly amused. Notice that the recursion has no base condition. woohoo.....i'll be happy till I segfault. Ecstatic!

You gotta Love this universe

2004-09-27T16:36:00.000+06:00

Woohooo!!! Hurrah for Poya days. Bliss bliss bliss. Who or whatever was responsible for attaching significance to full moon days has my eternal gratitude. I plan to make tomorrow Movie Day - Van Helsing, Irobot here I come.

Life through the shutters of a Tuk-tuk

2004-09-24T17:48:00.000+06:00

That last post was not me. I read this post and comment thread and was driven to blog my own thoughts. After having done so, I see that I have completely missed the point.Oh well... On another front, being deprived of Christina's company for the whole of last week gave me an opportunity to see the world through the windscreen of a tuk-tuk and through the shutters of a bus. The world looked

Penumbra of the Soul

2004-09-24T17:18:00.000+06:00

Most introverts would like to think themselves independent of the rest of the world, loners; that they are the sole authors of their own horror story. But the twisted way of the world is such that everyone interacts with someone. And each interaction influences who you are. The sum total of all our interactions, with our families, friends, colleagues, girlfriends, wives etc.. defines us. Is

Spooked

2004-09-23T17:06:00.000+06:00

There's this novice pitter, everything about him is Deja Vue; appearance, mannerisms, even the conversations. A case of time flowing backwards? An echo of the future... I'm reminded of Arthur C.'s Childhoods End.

Bromidic

2004-09-23T11:11:00.000+06:00

The first thing that schnookazoid managers have to realize is that management would not be necessary if a. people were reasonable b. people were responsible c. people had common sense Any so called manager attempting to solve a problem by appealing to any one of the above, deserves to be imprisoned in a cage filled with rabid licentious ducks.

Scientific Romance

2004-09-22T16:46:00.000+06:00

H.G. Wells, War of the Worlds: 204 pages. Starts to get exciting around page 172 and peters out around 180. So unlike science fiction, but still packs enough of that somethang to pull you up by the ear and remind you that it's the eldest of the eldar. There is such a thing as a right time for reading a book. Sometimes this can be rationalized: I remember, that i put off reading the LOTR trilogy

Boolan

2004-09-20T20:00:00.000+06:00

I haven't been doing the tastebuds any favours recently. And they ain't getting lucky today either. So before i forget, 1. Chicken Teriyaki - HotShots 2. Teppanyaki - HotShots 3. Grape Juice - Mackies Went to this awesome joint called Boolan about a week back,wanted to blog it ever since; more of this and I'd qualify to oust the Sloth. The Sloth ofcourse is a bit of a fraud, he's not as slothy

Soppy

2004-09-17T16:50:00.000+06:00

It's a very rare occassion when the pit officially allows me to goof off. So it was quite an ecstatic fellow who found himself being carted off to what he affectionately calls little utopia, expographics. And since the doctor called in and said that Christina is well enough to be taken home, the mood was postively bouyant. They say that when you're happy the Gods laugh at you. Well, I should be

Distance Measures

2004-09-14T17:15:00.000+06:00

Everyone seems to have had the compulsion to take this Personality Disorder Test and publish it in their blogs. Got me thinking as to how similar/different we all were and whether i could quantify it. Soooooo, What I did was, made a simple vector space model with the Personality Disorder Test Result as the representative vector and the scores as the coefficients. Then I did a simple distance

Why am I doing this?

2004-09-13T17:52:00.000+06:00

Well, taking a quiz burns less joules than writing a post I guess. Personality Disorder Test Results Paranoid |||||||||||||||| 70% Schizoid |||||||||||||||||||| 90% Schizotypal |||||||||||||||||||| 90% Antisocial |||||||||||| 50% Borderline |||||||||||||||||| 74% Histrionic |||||| 26% Narcissistic || 10% Avoidant |||||||||||||||||||| 90% Dependent |||||| 26%

Painus Absolutess

2004-09-07T16:53:00.000+06:00

Quiescent Person + Considerable physical activity = Abject misery All my internal organs have been rearranged. I'm sure I have a ruptured splean. Whoever started this glorification of physical fitness thingy should be hung, drawn and quartered! Dammit, even my fingers hurt. Man(and Woman) needs to reap the benefits of evolution. Physical fitness is for hunter gatherers. sheesh.

I love your curls, Hubble

2004-09-03T21:10:00.000+06:00

It transpires that, YesFM is conducting a screaming competition(Some sing along karaoke thing).The prize money is a 100,000 smackers. wife: Gosh, these guys are going to give away 100k to some idiot who cannot sing for a toffee, and mumbles some lyrics. (the wife is an avid native classical music fan). stupid me: so? ( This was such a bad idea ) w: so? No one, offers

Morning Sickness

2004-08-31T13:42:00.000+06:00

1. Champagne is a very poor substitute for water, directly after breakfast. 2. Red wine does not help after making mistake 1.

Crude

2004-08-28T13:06:00.000+06:00

Proven world oil reserves stand at 1 trillion barrels of oil according to this and this. There is disagreement on how long this will last(estimates vary from 30-60 years). Most estimates do not take into account the rising rate of oil consumption; china's oil consumption rose by 20% last year. However, in the light of undiscovered resources which could be as high as 3 times the current reserves,

KZHP !#!!##@#!!!

2004-08-27T11:08:00.000+06:00

How is it that we allow insignificant little twerps with miniscule minds bloated with a false sense of ability, with not a single bone of creativity nor people sense in their bodies to dictate actions that will affect the lives of many? No, I'm not talking about George fricking Bush.

Leap! Don't Look...

2004-08-26T18:59:00.000+06:00

... Do you recall when we were released Clutching diplomas and degrees Bursting out like divers breath That hasn't hit the surface yet Do you ever feel this way Like somehow we have been betrayed And you wanna' rail against the crowd Conspicuos and loud ... (Chase the Buffalo - Pierce Pettis) I don't think I've felt like the first verse for a very long time; I have a feeling that no one really

Tango Uniform

2004-08-19T16:06:00.000+06:00

Well, I'm not high on paint fumes and there is absolutely no chance that I've been keeping strange company. So what will follow, I must presume, is a product of a sober and unaffected mind. Sagey's Post on a certain idiomatic phrase involving mammary glands has been bugging me. While the explanation given in the said post is... novel, shall we say, I had to get to the heart(breast?) of the

Germination

2004-08-18T13:14:00.000+06:00

There's something quite fascinating about watching an e-community grow in real time. check it out.

Huh?

2004-08-17T14:18:00.000+06:00

Who da fella who stole me google advert?

The highest scoring scrabble move...

2004-08-17T13:04:00.000+06:00

A spate of blurfing finds me at Taurus'. hmm... can't seem to find the link now. Well I'm pretty sure that's how it got started. Anywayz, according to this, the highest scoring solution gets you a whopping 1962 points with BENZOXYCAMPHORS. I believe the best I've done is 100 something - close to 200, or so I'd like to think.

Raiding the lost Titanic

2004-08-16T16:27:00.000+06:00

"So when Steve Meretzky of Infocom got together with Douglas Adams to create a game based around the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the result was never going to be less than interesting and more than likely insane." I could kick myself for not trying this earlier!!! Oh, and now, the pencils are sharpened.

And life keeps getting in the way

2004-08-16T11:39:00.002+06:00

Not that it's a bad thing. The weekend was spent getting 2 of my good friends welded. A conversation that was related to me by another mutual friend, comes to mind: Mate: need to take leave to go for a wedding - close friend Boss: ok. So what does this guy do? Mate: He's looking for Life on Mars. Boss: < Pause > he cannot be doing that for a living ..... I guess there is an art of not letting

Communities

2004-08-12T15:18:00.000+06:00

Humans are herd creatures; even the most introverted of us tend to need communion. E-communities seem to be the latest manifestation of this herd instinct. You see it in the various e-groups, the bloging-cloging(commenting)thingy, etc. Even the wife is into this ephotozine thing. Communities;varied, but communities nevertheless. I've always considered myself to be a bit of a recluse; but even i

The Crazy 4:00 a.m. thing - Part I

2004-08-11T15:43:00.000+06:00

< something > a.m.: Get up to the screech of an alarm clock wondering why on earth I turned on an alarm; my modus-operandi being, sleep till someone wakes you up. Realize it's actually 3:30 a.m. < shock > 3:30 - 4:00 a.m.: Shower, Iron, Dress, Check Christina's oil - difficult job in the dark. Set of from staging area approximately 20 km from Colombo 4:15 a.m.: rendezvous with agent X in

Nan-fricking-dos

2004-08-11T15:35:00.000+06:00

sucks.

Strike 3?

2004-08-11T12:27:00.000+06:00

Finally, we're about to conquer Nandos. Surmounting the difficulties of having no wheels and dragging Prabu away from his C examination papers, we ARE finally set! Off we go. Finally, finally... stay posted for the review. < fingers crossed > Hey, didn't even have to do the virgin thing, hehehhe

The Nandos Fiasco

2004-08-11T11:18:00.000+06:00

I don't know whether i should be pissed off, amused or disappointed. It's 3 days since the darned thing opened, and i have not even seen, let alone savored the grub. Day1: Having seen the Nandos Sign in front of Crescat, yours truly is all hyped up. It's just that I've never been to an opening of a new food joint; i guess i wanted to see if it's anything like reading a book that's just been