I do not love thee with mine eyes...

{Thanks to the good folks at The Daily Puppy}

Here's the next edition of "some cute puppies for you"! :)

These pics reminded me of the first few lines of Shakespeare's Sonnet 141... The canine countenance just seem to have that weird effect on me - It's this totally innocent, trusting gaze... It seems to pierce right through the outer facade, and peek into the deepest recesses of my heart. Frankly, it confounds me a little - I can't help but wonder how, despite all the crap these creatures see us do, they still manage to find something in us that they can love and be faithful to. Herein might lie one explanation:

In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes,
For they in thee a thousand errors note;
But 'tis my heart that loves what they despise,
Who in despite of view is pleased to dote.

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Call me a Pollyanna if you like...

{This post is a 'reply' to vrroom's question: Are we evolving or degenerating? You can find the original post here.}

This is actually a very pertinent question - depending on who you ask, we as a generation are either at the pinnacle of human achievement or in the deepest possible abyss of human depravity... I actually think it's neither of the above - IMHO, if you set up a report card of sorts to measure the progressiveness of one human generation against another, all the generations would perform identically on a sum total basis, provided you picked a just set of metrics! :)

So while the current generation is probably one's best bet if you want a life expectancy greater than, say, 30 years - almost every other generation before ours lost millions to scourges like plagues, cholera, typhus... and yes, war - we still leave much to be desired in terms of general 'happiness' quotient. I think, almost every generation has contributed immensely to our understanding of science and the evolution of human art and culture. If we consider ourselves as stewards of our planet, it is undeniable that the current generation has made a royal mess of the ecosystem - but, on a relative basis, I don't think we have performed much worse than the guys who pumped the first toxic pollutants out there during the Industrial Revolution. And yes, things like reservations and intolerance and hunger and poverty do make one wonder if we are still in the Dark Ages, but no generation of the past was ever devoid of social maladies.

In summary, I think as a civilization, the human race has flat-lined for centuries. On a relative basis, it's hard to make a case saying that we have truly progressed... but it would be equally hard to make a case saying that we have regressed. That being said, history needn't necessarily be the crutch we use as an excuse to do nothing... We have all the tools we will ever need to become a 'progressive' generation - to end poverty in our lifetime... to remedy the 'climate' issue for good... to find cures for several deadly diseases... to bring people of different races, nationalities, social classes and cultures together in a dialogue like never before. All we need to do is believe that we can, and then take some goddamn action! :)

Mmmmmmm...

I just had some more of this heavenly ice-cream that I bought a couple of days ago - Edy's Slow Churned Rich & Creamy's French Silk flavor! As the package describes it, it's chocolate mocha mousse light ice cream with chocolaty chips swirled with vanilla mousse light ice cream... Mmmmmmm... ;)



The packaging would also have me believe that I am consuming 1/2 the fat and 1/3 the calories that I normally would have from a similar product! I'll be damned if I care...hehe. I am not going to let a little over-salubriousness on Edy's part keep me away from what is otherwise a perfectly sinfully delicious flavor! ;)

For the record, I totally love it... and can't wait to end this post and go and have some more! ;)

Blast from the past: Rein in these Hounds!

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Sunday, October 10, 2004

Rein in these Hounds!

Watched this awesome documentary called "Control Room" a few days ago... It's on Al Jazeera and the whole scenario surrounding the oppression of objective journalism in today's world... It really struck a chord...

Come to think of it what is this 'reality' that we speak of? Is it something tangible and universal or merely our perception of events? And if it is the latter, then shouldn't we be immensely worried about the rampant abuse of all the media around us which shape our perceptions?!!

I have watched FOX News butcher every notion of "fair and balanced" reporting that I had... I have seen the 'Times of India' turn into a dishrag, shamelessly furthering the cause of its corporate cousins (like Indiatimes and Times FM)... I have seen the political spin-masters weaving their webs merely minutes after a candidate has said something and trying to convert his message into something totally unrecognizable! But that's not the real shocking bit - the most frustrating part is that common people like you and me seem to be swayed by all this wand-waving!

With the media playing such a dramatic role in all 'our' views and opinions it really is a wonder that we don't do more to ensure that we indeed get ONLY the 'news' and not the 'opinions'... Infact to take it one step further, sometimes we get neither news nor opinions, but complete fiction! But then again, mebbe the reason we hear what we hear is simply because that is indeed what we WANT to hear! If more people took a stand and said 'enough is enough', these slaves of ratings would have to stop and take notice and change their errant ways!

And may I add that 'errant' doesn't really say it all - Misconstruing Kerry's pragmatic thought on measuring up to global standards of propriety and turning it into some garbage about 'global veto' is blasphemy and slander and not 'errant' behaviour... 'Errant' is what a 5-yr old kid is when he breaks the cookie jar!!! When TOI uses a quarter of the front page on the world's largest-selling English daily to harp on about some dating funda on '8888', it's bordering on cheap prostitution, not an 'errant' act!!!

Today's media needs to hear this loud and clear - We the people are adults...and are capable of independent thought! We DO NOT need you to tell us what message to draw from what we see! We are in a democracy goddamit - not some state-sponsored thought-sanitization program! Documentaries like 'Control Room' need to be seen by us all - if it doesn't make you erupt into a vicious tirade like this, it will atleast make you uncomfortable enough to stop and reflect for a while!

Blast from the past: Bob Dylan's coming to town!

Oh god, I remember this day so so clearly - I was so excited that I was going for a Dylan concert... Unfortunately, the show was one of the biggest letdowns ever! Dylan creaked and croaked through most of the songs, letting the instruments play on instead of doing much singing... But I guess one must make allowances for his age. In hindsight, I am going to find consolation in the fact that I got to see a legend that up close! :)

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Friday, October 08, 2004

Bob Dylan's coming to town!

When I was in eighth grade, some teacher of mine dreamt up the notion that I had a good singing voice! This delusion led her to make me sing a song (which I instantly took an immense liking to) in our annual school performances! While that performance is a memory best forgotten, the song has stayed with me through all these years... primarily because the words still resonate true even in todays day and age - nearly 45 years after the song was first written!!!!:O:O That song was Bob Dylan's "Blowin' in the Wind"... a veritable classic...

Since then, over these past few years, I have grown to love and admire the work of the great Mr. Zimmerman... So you can imagine my excitement when I found out that Bob Dylan HIMSELF was going to be performing LIVE in UCSB's Events Center... Right here, in my freakin' university!!! Yippeee Doooo! So the tickets were bought promptly and now all I can do is count the days off till October 21st...

Here are those wonderful lyrics of the very first Dylan song I ever heard:

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BLOWIN' IN THE WIND

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,

The answer is blowin' in the wind.

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For more such Dylan lyrics, here's a great site to check out: http://orad.dent.kyushu-u.ac.jp/dylan/default.html

Bob Dylan is the man who is said to have represented an era... a man who spoke for an entire generation... In 13 days when he speaks again, I will be right there listening with my ears tweaked:D:D

Blast from the past: Indians in the news... in weirdly different ways ;-)

Both these video links are dead, and while the first one is lost forever, I did manage to find and embed the Russell Peters' video below... Enjoy!

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Thursday, October 07, 2004

Indians in the news... in weirdly different ways ;-)

Well, this one's gonna be a real shorty...hehe. Over the past few days I came across 2 radically different examples of Indians in the news out here in the US and Canada!

The first is from the Conan O'Brien Show:

http://methodshop.com/tech/articles/conan/

Quite a hilarious take on the whole out-sourcing bizness... ;-)

And this second piece is by a Canadian-Indian (I think) stand-up comic who goes by the name Russell Peters... This one's a blast too!

http://jariwala.net/russellpeters.ram

I'm sure you guys are gonna have a blast looking these up...

Enjoy!

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Blast from the past: Cracking the Cherry ;-)

A long, long time ago - 2 years, 8 months, 14 days ago, to be precise - I had started another blog... I had been in the U.S. for just over 395 days, and I don't really know what I was thinking... I actually thought that I would be able to make time during grad school to write regular updates and posts - how wrong I was! Hehe. The blog 'died' after just 4 days... and only surfaced again this morning when a very dear friend reminded me of its existence!

So I went right back... looked through some of those posts... and it's all so funny! I sound like a different person... naive and way-more clueless than I feel today! It felt like I had put a piece of myself into a time capsule, forgotten all about it, and had now stumbled upon it most unexpectedly! Purely for academic purposes, I will now reproduce 4 of my posts from that ill-fated first attempt at blogging... Here's hoping my 'blog' has better luck this time around! Hehe :)

P.S. Btw, if the whole "calculating the days between two dates" bit amused you, here's when you can do some conversions of your own!

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Thursday, October 07, 2004

Cracking the Cherry ;-)

Well, my oh my... Look what we got here... My very first entry in Blogger... Lemme tell you why this is such a BIG step for me ;-)

Ever since I was a kid I've read these creepy books wherein the protagonist's journal entries somehow came back to haunt them in their later lives... Add to that the apparently ungainly fear that I might die tomorrow and someone I didn't want to would make millions by publishing these very private works (a la Anne Frank), and you had a potent set of reasons to stay away from writing journals of any variety! hehe. Besides, I never really saw any virtue in writing down one's thoughts on paper as a therapeutic device when infact similar or better results could be achieved by a simple 10 minute discussion with self (self-talk is what the shrinks like to call it, me thinks) while sitting on the commode ;-)

But then what's changed today? Why am I here? Why have I joined the ranks of those millions who identify with that exceptionally cheesy phrase "Dear Diary"...:D:D?? Very frankly, I donno... I guess I saw this somewhere, thought it was a cool concept and said "why not?"...

But that's the funny bit - this isn't really like the journals of yore... Here we very much expect that someone might read these thoughts that we put down... Infact some might be putting them down for that very reason... hehe. Who cares! It's an experiment, and I'm a scientist... And I'll be damned if I discount it without giving it it's fair chance to flap its arms around and make a bid at survival... ;-) With these words I embark... and I hope in the days to come, I have very good reasons to continue... But we are getting ahead of ourselves here - that's something only time will tell!

Jacques the Labrador/Shar-Pei Mix

{Thanks to the good folks at The Daily Puppy}

I think I may have just found the "breed" I want to get when I finally do get me a dog! Hehe. He is so adorable! :)

Butchy the Labrador Mix

{Thanks to the good folks at The Daily Puppy}

My pick for today's edition of "here's a cute-as-hell-puppy" is Butchy, the Labrador Mix. And it was heartening to hear that she was rescued from a shelter. Having volunteered at a dog shelter not too long ago, I know firsthand how much the dogs there could use a good friend. While the conditions are certainly a lot better in than out on the streets, a dog shelter is still a high-stress environment for the dogs.

Most of the shelter dogs have had a traumatic life - the unlucky ones have been abused, beaten, starved; the lucky ones were merely left to die on the streets when their 'family' had to move somewhere and decided that the dog was too much of a burden to take along; the truly lucky ones get picked up by rescue workers who bring them into the shelter. The volunteer-run shelters (the less said about the state-run shelters the better...hehe) survive on community support and charitable donations and typically struggle to make ends meet. And pecuniary strangulation isn't the only thing I'm talking about - what they suffer from is an acute shortage of volunteers!

Like I was saying, a shelter is a high-stress environment for dogs. They are confined in small cages in very close proximity to a ton of other barking, howling, traumatized dogs. Compounded with their painful past, it doesn't really give them a fair shot at a proper rehabilitation. That's where the volunteers come in - at a typical shelter, the volunteers help feed the dogs, take them out for walks, play with them... and just generally give the dogs something to wag those tails at! :) However, such volunteers are usually a high-turnover corps, leading to times when the shelters are left with no one to give the pooches the much-needed R&R!! I'm not one to preach, but I do urge you - if you are in the U.S. and have never checked out an animal shelter, please find one near you using this ASPCA link. On a lazy Saturday afternoon, walk/drive to that shelter, and spend some time getting to know the dogs and feeding them some treats - it will make a huge difference in their day, and you will leave feeling a little more at peace with yourself - I guarantee it!

Aaargghhhh... I just can't take it any more!

Hitch has been playing on TBS two weekends in a row now... and my housemate and I can't take it any more... hehe. Now don't get me wrong - it's not that we don't enjoy the movie - it's quite cute and conducts itself as credibly as a rom-com possibly can! It's just that those lines are ekdum "too much"! Total dil pe ghaanv and stuff... hehe! And neither he nor I are particularly in the mood for mush...

So I am going to do what one should do with all demons - face them... :) Here are some of the 'memorable' quotes from Hitch!

Hitch: Life is not the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away.
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Sara: What should we toast to?
Hitch: Never lie, steal, cheat, or drink. But if you must lie, lie in the arms of the one you love. If you must steal, steal away from bad company. If you must cheat, cheat death. And if you must drink, drink in the moments that take your breath away.
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Hitch: Basic Principles - no woman wakes up saying "God, I hope I don't get swept off my feet today!" Now, she might say "This is a really bad time for me," or something like "I just need some space," or my personal favorite "I'm really into my career right now." You believe that? Neither does she. You know why? 'Cause she's lying to you, that's why. You understand me? Lying! It's not a bad time for her. She doesn't need any space. And she may be into her career, but what she's really saying is "Uh, get away from me now," or possibly "Try harder, stupid," but which one is it? 60% of all human communication is nonverbal, body language; 30% is your tone, so that means 90% of what you're saying ain't coming out of your mouth. Of course she's going to lie to you! She's a nice person! She doesn't want to hurt your feelings! What else she going to say? She doesn't even know you... yet. Luckily, the fact is that just like the rest of us, even a beautiful woman doesn't know what she wants until she sees it, and that's where I come in. My job is to open her eyes. Basic Principles - no matter what, no matter when, no matter who... any man has a chance to sweep any woman off her feet; he just needs the right broom.
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Hitch: What's that?
[indicating the donuts]
Albert: I figured maybe if my heart stops beating it wouldn't hurt so bad.
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Albert: You know, honestly, I never knew I could feel like this. You know? I swear I'm, I'm going out of my mind. It's like I want to throw myself off of every building in New York. I, I see a cab and I just wanna dive in front of it because then I'll stop thinking about her.
Hitch: Look, you will. Just give it time.
Albert: That's just it. I don't want to. I mean, I've waited my whole life to feel this miserable. I mean, and if this is the only way I can stay connected with her, then... well, this is who I have to be.

Hai haiiiiiiii! Like fultoo zhakaas! Hehehe! That last one totally gets me... every single time! :) Anyway, now that the beast hath finally been slain, I can safely head off to bed and call it a night!

Ooooo - going... going... goneeeeeee!

Just watched Angel Cabrera make some magic to hold off Furyk and Woods, and become the first Argentinian to win the US Open... and the Oakmont Country Club undoubtedly provided some of toughest greens in golfing history for him to work off of!

As I watched Tiger chip away assiduously to make par all through the back 9... up to that must-make birdie at the 18th, I (and almost everyone else watching, I am sure) kept hoping for a miracle... A miracle which, this time around, just didn't come! It appears that whether we want to believe it or not, Tiger is a mere mortal after all! Hehe. :)

But our collective hope for a miracle was not unfounded - anyone who's seen Woods do what his did in 2005 at The Masters in Augusta, GA can't help but expect just a little more of that every time he walks onto the green... Kinda like how we expected Sachin, once upon a time, to hit a century every time he set his foot upon the pitch! If you weren't lucky enough to have watched live what I am talking about, check out the video below... As a little background - Tiger was 29 then... hoping to win his 4th Masters, and 11th major... and man, was he great! Here's hoping he serves up a ton more of the same!

Working Class Hero...

In an earlier post, I talked about what is probably Lennon's most overtly anti-establishment song - Working Class Hero. It appeared on the 1970 album John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band, Lennon's first official solo effort which routinely pops up on various "Top 100 albums of all times" lists! As you read the lyrics (see below), you see the themes of class and social alienation that originated in Lennon's bourgeois upbringing and figured prominently in his post Beatles' musical voice.

As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.

There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

There are so many parts of this song that resonate with me - For example, I get 'ambition'... I might even get 'driving your kids till they are totally focused on success'... But sometimes I can't help but wonder if we take it a little too far? I mean, how many people do we all know who go through 20-30 years of their life, only to look back and wonder, "where did all that time go? why didn't I enjoy the journey more?". I think there is a lot of virtue in enjoying the ride! After all, that's the only thing that comes with a guarantee - given the vagaries of life, there's no telling when the 'end' might come! :)

Anyway, I was pleasantly surprised during a recent episode of American Idol, when Green Day got on stage and sang a very respectable cover of this song! I gumshoed a little and realized that this cover was part of a bigger effort - Some of the biggest names in music (U2, R.E.M., Black Eyed Peas, Snow Patrol, etc.) have come together for a benefit-album project. This one, called Instant Karma: Campaign to Save Darfur, donates all its proceeds to Amnesty International's humanitarian efforts in Darfur. The album features 23 songs from Lennon's post-Beatles catalog, including classics like 'Imagine', 'Power To The People', 'Isolation', 'Mother', 'Give Peace A Chance', and 'Beautiful Boy'. (Watch the promo ad here and buy the album if you can - it's good music, and the proceeds benefit a cause that's begging for our intervention.)

Meanwhile here's the video of the Green Day cover - doesn't it just make you wonder, "how can we let this happen to our fellow man"? :(

Kleiner's Laws

It's hard to be in my line of work and not have heard of KPCB - As far as venture capital firms go, this is the grand daddy of them all! With a portfolio that includes, amongst others, Google, Palm, Amazon, Netscape (since acquired by AOL, which it also invests in), Electronic Arts, Cypress Semiconductor, Sun Microsystems, and Genentech, KPCB is the poster child of the VC space and a firm everyone looks to while placing bets on which emerging tech is likely to hit it big!

Eugene Kleiner was one of the founding partners of this firm, and this post is about him. Kleiner, who is widely considered as the father of venture capitalism, was a colorful character to say the least... and he enjoyed a good metaphor when he saw one! But before we get into that, here's a little background. A long long time ago, when Shockley was trying to figure out how to commercialize his transistors (and much before he became the eugenics nut of his later days), his substrate of choice was 'germanium'! Luckily for us, a few of his key people disagreed, fell out with their boss, and formed Fairchild Semiconductor, gave us the 'integrated circuit' and literally put the 'silicon' in the Valley! Had it not been for Kleiner and the so-called 'traitorous eight', we would be working with thermally-problematic germanium and genetically engineering Hitler's Aryan race! Hehe.

So Kleiner, like I said, was a colorful man who loved his metaphors... weaving a ton of his beliefs around food and such... Some of his aphorisms are collectively called "Kleiner's Laws" and make for a fun read!

• Make sure the dog wants to eat the dog food. No matter how ground-breaking a new technology, how large a potential market, make certain customers actually want it.
• Build one business at a time. Most business plans are overly ambitious. Concentrate on being successful in one endeavor first.
• The time to take the tarts is when they're being passed. If an environment is right for funding, go for it. (This one is often referred to as Kleiner's Law of Appetizers)
• The problem with most companies is they don't know what business they're in.
• Even turkeys can fly in a high wind. In times of strong economies, even bad companies can look good.
• It's easier to get a piece of an existing market than to create a new one.
• It's difficult to see the picture when you're inside the frame.
• After learning some of the tricks of the trade, some people think they know the trade.
  
• Venture capitalists will stop at nothing to copy success.
• Invest in people, not just products.
• There is a time when panic is the appropriate response.

:) Wise words indeed! I can't even begin to tell you how often I speak to this start-up or that which seems to be comprised of folks working hard at ignoring several if not all of these rules! You can't help but wonder - are these guys idiots or do they just think that I am one!! Hehe. Someday I will write a post sharing some of those stories... Until then, may the force be with the one who chooses to follow these laws! ;)

Awwwwwwwwww...

Yes, I am a dog-lover (in case my profile picture didn't give that away already...hehe)! Nowhere is it more apparent than in my reaction to all things canine; I am just a sucker for the dogs... small ones, big ones, pure-breeds and mongrels... doesn't matter... If it walks on four paws and barks while cocking its head to one side and wagging its tail furiously, I love it! :)

Infact, my life's only real regret has been my complete inability to have a dog of my own in all these many years! And my mom's to blame for that! Actually, it's not 'coz she doesn't like dogs. Au contraire, she a dog-person too. She had one growing up, and was quite traumatized by his eventual demise. Not wanting to put herself through the pain of such bereavement again, her P.O.V. has been 'get a dog when YOU can take care of him'! Now that's been quite hard to do all these years what with staying in Mumbai with both parents working and me spending a good part of my day out of the house getting educated and all that good stuff...hehe. Then I came to the U.S. - but the education process continued to be my own personal albatross! Grad school is now finally over, and I am gainfully employed! After nearly a year on the icky frigid east coast (I refuse to subject a dog to such inhumane living conditions!), I am headed back to my beloved, dog-friendly west coast in a couple of months! And at last, I have my first real shot at owning a dog... provided ofcourse that I can convince my bosses to let me bring him to work! Let's see how that one goes... fingers crossed!

Meanwhile, I satiate my dog love, by playing with other junta's dogs on the streets, volunteering at the local dog shelter, and occasionally going "Awwwwwwwwww..." over a cute pic I find on the net! If it wasn't obvious already (hehe), this post is all about such an online cornucopia! :)

I discovered The Daily Puppy quite by accident on someone's Orkut page! And it's been such a pleasure! Every day the kind, good-hearted souls behind that website profile a new puppy... with a back story and tons of adorable pictures! In a span of a few days, the website has become in regular in my list of 'websites I must visit daily' (along with CNN, TOI and Bored...hehe). But you know how it is with these websites - here today, gone tomorrow... And losing out on this veritable treasure chest would be a disaster, wouldn't it?! ;) So I am going to make an attempt to post atleast one puppy-pic from that website to my blog every day... starting with these few ones of two Labrador sisters - Belle and Layla!

Gawd! I am such a sap...

No I am serious - I really am a sorry sap... a total sucker for all the things that guys are stereotypically not meant to be suckers for! Actually, I prefer to see myself as a study in contrasts and call that the fountainhead of my intrigue and allure...hehe!

Anyway, I digress...

So like I was saying, I am a sorry sap! While The Godfather continues to be one of the coolest books that I have ever read, Love Story still manages to get me a little misty-eyed after all these years... My lips curl up in a semi-smile when I watch Notting Hill or Serendipity and I must say that I cheered for Rhett and Scarlett to get together with the same vehement urgency that I usually reserve for cheering John McClane on while he goes all 'yippee-ki-yay, mo-fo' on the bad guys! Hehe. Then there is music - actually let's not even go there... I don't think I ever really found anything particularly likeable in the usual guy-loves - punk/acid rock, anti-establishment heavy metal... I think the closest I got to 'anti-establishment' in my musical likes was Lennon's Working Class Hero!

(Btw, I was recently shocked to hear from a couple of my Amru colleagues that not only had they never heard of the Erich Segal masterpiece, but that they were also unaware that The Godfather was actually a book before it became a cult-classic movie!!! Quel Sacrilege! If any of you who have happened across this post belong to either of those categories, please do yourself a favor, click on the link above and order a copy TODAY! hehe)

Anyway, I digress again...

So like I have been saying all this while, I am but a sorry sap! A sentimental softie... and I am not yet sure if that's such a good thing... While I figure that out, if someone asks, the official line is that this antithesis is an integral part of my charm! ;)

She walks in beauty... or does she?!

{This post is a 'reply' to one of Athena's posts on Lord Byron's famous poem - you can navigate to that original post by clicking here.}

Aaaahhh Lord Byron! And such a sweet, dulcet poem! While others might believe he wrote such beautiful words out of love, I have a slightly different interpretation... hehe. I think that the good Lord was too much of a gentleman to call a spade a spade - Luckily 'reticence' is not a problem that ever plagued Shakespeare!

Here I offer what, IMHO, Lord Byron actually might have liked to say:

The wiles and guiles that women work,
Dissembled with an outward show,
The tricks and toys that in them lurk,
The cock that treads them shall not know.
Have you not heard it said full oft,
A woman's nay doth stand for nought?

Think women still to strive with men,
To sin and never for to saint:
There is no heaven, by holy then,
When time with age doth them attaint.
Were kisses all the joys in bed,
One woman would another wed.

Hehehe! Aaahhh women - they will be the death of us all! :)

How to cut a human into half...

... and still have them breathing and crawling!!! This is such freaky stuff!! Brrrrrrrr...

In case you haven't see this man in action before, he's Criss Angel and has a show on A&E called Mindfreak! I have seen him do some truly mind freaking stuff on that show - including levitating between 2 buildings, getting skewered etc. Now obviously these are all illusions or 'tricks', but it still belies the question - how the heck did he do it!?