Ever felt like you want to write, but you have no specific topic in mind and the topics that others give you aren't what you want to write about right now and you somehow have a feeling that writing about how you feel at that precise moment will make you feel better and will somehow miraculously help your brain sprout a new thought, or an idea or a topic to write on?
Welcome to my world.....
Sunday, March 29, 2009
I'm no.... I'm no Superman...
Out the door just in time
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 a.m.
The phone rings in the car
The wife is workin' hard
She's running late tonight again
Well
I know what I've been told,
You got to work to feed the soul
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
You've got your love online
You think you're doing fine
But you're just plugged into the wall
And that deck of tarot cards
Won't get you very far
There ain't no hand to break your fall
Well
I know what I've been told
You gotta know just when to fold
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
That's right
You've crossed the finish line
Won the race but lost your mind
Was it worth it after all
I need you here with me
Cause love is all we need
Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall
Well I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
Someday we'll be together
I'm no Superman
Someday
Someday we'll be together
Someday
I'm no Superman
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 a.m.
The phone rings in the car
The wife is workin' hard
She's running late tonight again
Well
I know what I've been told,
You got to work to feed the soul
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
You've got your love online
You think you're doing fine
But you're just plugged into the wall
And that deck of tarot cards
Won't get you very far
There ain't no hand to break your fall
Well
I know what I've been told
You gotta know just when to fold
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know, I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
That's right
You've crossed the finish line
Won the race but lost your mind
Was it worth it after all
I need you here with me
Cause love is all we need
Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall
Well I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman
Someday we'll be together
I'm no Superman
Someday
Someday we'll be together
Someday
I'm no Superman
Ridiculous advertisement #1
This Dove ad in which the model attempts to show the difference between using dove and other soaps by using Dove on one half of her face and other random soaps on the other.....
The end result, though, by all practical means of argument she should become Harvey "Two Face", she ends up with graphically enhanced skin that has a sun like glow and never-before-seen fairness and softness.
The end result, though, by all practical means of argument she should become Harvey "Two Face", she ends up with graphically enhanced skin that has a sun like glow and never-before-seen fairness and softness.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thi13een
Right
So, everyone's making lists, most people tend to round it off to a nice number, what's wrong with 13? Here I go, with the 13 most random things I can think of...
1. I think I'm awesome, don't care who objects, don't want to know.(Please don't!)
2. 'Weird' is the most underrated word in the English language. It can stand for basically anything and I think it's the coolest word there is. (I go through 'cool word' phases)
(It also violates the ' 'i' before 'e' except after 'c' rule' for spelling, which I think is cool again.)
3. I have always wondered whether the caesura* comes before the parentheses or inside them or after them. (I know I should've paid more attention in English class).
4. I think English class is a waste of time. I mean, for how long do I have to flaunt my vocabulary to prove to the world that I know English? (I also happen to think no end of myself).
5. I like movies, not because they take you into a world full of surprises and mystery and fantasy and not because they are awesome(well, partly that too), but basically because I like movies. (call me 'King of the obvious', but ain't we all?)
6. What never ceases to amaze me is why people abbreviate the names of movies and tv shows(especially Hindi movies), which makes them sound rather pathetic, and why they go about trying to make the abbreviation sound like a word (Why? Oh Why??), which just makes it all the more retarded. eg:K3G,K2H2, we're talking movies here, not Chemistry.
7. College is a funny word that a lot of people mispronounce and misspell as 'collage', but I guess every college can metaphorically be interpreted to be a bunch of papers that must be cut into varied shapes and stuck together to make them 'look' nice. I don't know why I tend to get so philosophical.
8. I love the game Wolf 3-D. It is one of the earliest games I played and call me weird, but nothing I have played over the years seems to give me quite the same rush that taking down Hitler (with the Nazi** anthem blaring in the background) did.
9. 'Nazi' sounds awesome. I said sounds. Don't brand me now. Not yet at least.
10. My blog is called 'freakymindatwork.blogspot.com' and the headline says 'Freaks of the World UNITE!!' which quite frankly seems very five-year-old to me, but I still seem to like it. Can't quite make myself change either( or maybe, just maybe I'm too lazy too).
11. My internet connection likes to take frequent bathroom breaks, but of late I have started to suspect diarrhoea or dysentry or whatever it is that makes you hit the can even other minute. Maybe it needs some Immodium***. (Yeah, I make very weird metaphors).
12. 13 is a nice number. It doesn't seem to possess any vice, It doesn't seem to want to attack me when my back is turned and It doesn'y say a word when I yell at it(I don't yell at numbers, come on, I was just spitballing****.) Yes, those are the criteria by which I judge people as well (or maybe I'm just twisted).
13. See No.1
(I am OBSESSED with the word).
*caesura-what I originally thought to be a stop or a pause, which my English Lecturer specifically mentioned to be a full stop. My arguements about the generic-ness of the Caesura went un-respected and un-noticed and WHY? Because I didn't possess a whatever degree my English Lecturer has (I actually don't mind being told I'm wrong once in a while, so that was fun).
**Nazi- just GO away if you don't know what it means. Though, actually, it is a complicated term. Bah, just go away.
***Immodium - The drug that can give you relief like no other.
Let me run by you, what a possible ad for Immodium 'could' look like:
A boy wakes up in the morning and realizes he is late for school. He runs downstairs to brush but realizes that nature is calling him at a very high intensity and runs off into the toilet.
He comes out and complains to Mom,
Son: 'Ma, I need to go to the toilet again and again. What do i do???? :('
Ma: 'Don't worry beta, have an Immodium!'
Son: 'Thank you Ma, You're the best!'
Ma: Don't thank me beta, thank Immodium!
(happy music plays)
Ma and Son(smiling) and chorus: Thank you Immodium!
****spitballing-I have no idea what on earth it could possibly mean, but pitchers in baseball spit on the palm of their hand or their glove or whatever to influence the path of the ball, and I presume that could be a possible origin, or it could be the balling of spit in a person's mouth accompanied by the 'aaarchhhh' sound, and I presume that it is an equivalent to brainstorming.
Peace.
P.S. Please note how dramatic I have made the title sound!
So, everyone's making lists, most people tend to round it off to a nice number, what's wrong with 13? Here I go, with the 13 most random things I can think of...
1. I think I'm awesome, don't care who objects, don't want to know.(Please don't!)
2. 'Weird' is the most underrated word in the English language. It can stand for basically anything and I think it's the coolest word there is. (I go through 'cool word' phases)
(It also violates the ' 'i' before 'e' except after 'c' rule' for spelling, which I think is cool again.)
3. I have always wondered whether the caesura* comes before the parentheses or inside them or after them. (I know I should've paid more attention in English class).
4. I think English class is a waste of time. I mean, for how long do I have to flaunt my vocabulary to prove to the world that I know English? (I also happen to think no end of myself).
5. I like movies, not because they take you into a world full of surprises and mystery and fantasy and not because they are awesome(well, partly that too), but basically because I like movies. (call me 'King of the obvious', but ain't we all?)
6. What never ceases to amaze me is why people abbreviate the names of movies and tv shows(especially Hindi movies), which makes them sound rather pathetic, and why they go about trying to make the abbreviation sound like a word (Why? Oh Why??), which just makes it all the more retarded. eg:K3G,K2H2, we're talking movies here, not Chemistry.
7. College is a funny word that a lot of people mispronounce and misspell as 'collage', but I guess every college can metaphorically be interpreted to be a bunch of papers that must be cut into varied shapes and stuck together to make them 'look' nice. I don't know why I tend to get so philosophical.
8. I love the game Wolf 3-D. It is one of the earliest games I played and call me weird, but nothing I have played over the years seems to give me quite the same rush that taking down Hitler (with the Nazi** anthem blaring in the background) did.
9. 'Nazi' sounds awesome. I said sounds. Don't brand me now. Not yet at least.
10. My blog is called 'freakymindatwork.blogspot.com' and the headline says 'Freaks of the World UNITE!!' which quite frankly seems very five-year-old to me, but I still seem to like it. Can't quite make myself change either( or maybe, just maybe I'm too lazy too).
11. My internet connection likes to take frequent bathroom breaks, but of late I have started to suspect diarrhoea or dysentry or whatever it is that makes you hit the can even other minute. Maybe it needs some Immodium***. (Yeah, I make very weird metaphors).
12. 13 is a nice number. It doesn't seem to possess any vice, It doesn't seem to want to attack me when my back is turned and It doesn'y say a word when I yell at it(I don't yell at numbers, come on, I was just spitballing****.) Yes, those are the criteria by which I judge people as well (or maybe I'm just twisted).
13. See No.1
(I am OBSESSED with the word).
*caesura-what I originally thought to be a stop or a pause, which my English Lecturer specifically mentioned to be a full stop. My arguements about the generic-ness of the Caesura went un-respected and un-noticed and WHY? Because I didn't possess a whatever degree my English Lecturer has (I actually don't mind being told I'm wrong once in a while, so that was fun).
**Nazi- just GO away if you don't know what it means. Though, actually, it is a complicated term. Bah, just go away.
***Immodium - The drug that can give you relief like no other.
Let me run by you, what a possible ad for Immodium 'could' look like:
A boy wakes up in the morning and realizes he is late for school. He runs downstairs to brush but realizes that nature is calling him at a very high intensity and runs off into the toilet.
He comes out and complains to Mom,
Son: 'Ma, I need to go to the toilet again and again. What do i do???? :('
Ma: 'Don't worry beta, have an Immodium!'
Son: 'Thank you Ma, You're the best!'
Ma: Don't thank me beta, thank Immodium!
(happy music plays)
Ma and Son(smiling) and chorus: Thank you Immodium!
****spitballing-I have no idea what on earth it could possibly mean, but pitchers in baseball spit on the palm of their hand or their glove or whatever to influence the path of the ball, and I presume that could be a possible origin, or it could be the balling of spit in a person's mouth accompanied by the 'aaarchhhh' sound, and I presume that it is an equivalent to brainstorming.
Peace.
P.S. Please note how dramatic I have made the title sound!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Opeth-ed, Saarang-ed
Hi,
I'd like to introduce you to two new words...
Opeth-ed (v)
The feeling one is overcome by when he/she suddenly, uncontrollably 'head-bangs*' and 'air-guitars**' while listening to the music of a Heavy Metal/Death Metal band, which he/she might not be very familiar with(i.e., has heard a lot of in the week/month preceding, but not much else before) and falls in love with thereafter.
eg: Chennai was Opeth-ed on 26th January 2009
Saarang-ed (v)
The feeling one is overcome with when he/she goes to a cultural festival expecting to have one hell of a lot of fun, but ends up having more than just that, which leaves the experience undergone by the person purely undefinable and open to the interpretation of the world's generalia.
eg: I was Saarang-ed.
*Headbanging is a type of dance which involves violently shaking the head in time with music, most commonly rock music and heavy metal music.
I'd like to introduce you to two new words...
Opeth-ed (v)
The feeling one is overcome by when he/she suddenly, uncontrollably 'head-bangs*' and 'air-guitars**' while listening to the music of a Heavy Metal/Death Metal band, which he/she might not be very familiar with(i.e., has heard a lot of in the week/month preceding, but not much else before) and falls in love with thereafter.
eg: Chennai was Opeth-ed on 26th January 2009
Saarang-ed (v)
The feeling one is overcome with when he/she goes to a cultural festival expecting to have one hell of a lot of fun, but ends up having more than just that, which leaves the experience undergone by the person purely undefinable and open to the interpretation of the world's generalia.
eg: I was Saarang-ed.
*Headbanging is a type of dance which involves violently shaking the head in time with music, most commonly rock music and heavy metal music.
**Playing air guitar is a form of dance and movement in which the performer pretends to play rock or heavy metal-style electric guitar solos. Playing an air guitar usually consists of exaggerated strumming and picking motions and is often coupled with loud singing or lip-synching. Air guitar is generally used in the imaginary simulation of loud electric guitar music.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
The Last Bench
The infamous last bench: why this community of people who occupy the last benches for any period of time during their lives are the most despised by teachers, but are yet the "coolest" people around.
My Mama always said, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are gonna get."
but who the hell cares, it's CHOCOLATE for God's sake! Why would you care what kinda chocolate you got!? *shrugs*.. Strange people...
*clarification: My Mama never said that, and that might have absolutely no connection to the topic I'm writing about now, but hell, i like Forrest Gump's accent, so visualize him saying that or me doing a Forrest Gump imitation (for those of you who have had no prior experience, they call me an American, even though I'm not, and actually, No, they don't.).
Back to the matter at hand, The Last Bench, where Einsteins lose their IQs and anyone whose intelligence is comparable to that of Forrest Gump is a God (No offense Forrest!).
Well, in the first few weeks of college, I went from sitting in one part of the class to another, not surprisingly, the position my rear ended up occupying was one of the few seats that are reserved for people whose rears usually occupy last benches. Well, what do you know, contrary to popular belief that people always rush to occupy the last few benches in class so as to have the most comfortable view of what is happening in the class, yet not be troubled by an over-enthusiastic lecturer out to suck their blood, the people in my class were in fact overly enthusiastic themselves and preferred the seats in front of the class where the only place to look at might be the teachers face(full of feeling, emotion, intensity, and yes, of course Saliva), Honestly, who would want to endure an hour's lecture staring at one of the least impressive sights the world has to offer and end up needing an equivalent of an umbrella to keep themselves out of the "Spray zone".
That is when I was inspired to write about the ignorance of the most CRAZY/RETARDED/CRAZY/MORONIC/CRAZY/GEEKY/CRAZY/BORING/CRAZY people in the world ( No offense Crazy people who sit in the first bench).
Below, I have compiled a List of top five excuses Crazy First Benchers give when asked about their enthusiasm to go through hell and my reactions are in paratheses:
1. I can't see the board from here.. (Well, DON'T!!)
2. I can't hear what the lecturer's saying.. (Isn't that the WHOLE POINT?)
3. I paid my fees to study in college and I can study only if i listen in class.. (WHOA, easy, easy, if that was the only reason, why on earth didn't you invest in an iPod?!? Much more fun to listen to if you ask me!)
4. My glasses(read spectacles) are broken, let me sit in the first bench till they're fixed.. (I would be the happiest person in the world if I were you, at least you can use that as an excuse to continue sitting in Heaven, I know it's good ;))
5. Ooooooh? It's my favourite class, I have to sit in the first bench!! (Favourite class? I didn't realize that an invitation to see the deepest darkest desperate doldrums of the universe would feature on ANYONE's favourite list!?!?!)
Okay! As you might have figured out, I made a lot of this up and a lot of this made up stuff doesn't really seem to make that much sense, but, I write cause I can, and I will cause I'm AWESOME(that was a tribute to Barney).
Over and Out
My Mama always said, "Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you are gonna get."
but who the hell cares, it's CHOCOLATE for God's sake! Why would you care what kinda chocolate you got!? *shrugs*.. Strange people...
*clarification: My Mama never said that, and that might have absolutely no connection to the topic I'm writing about now, but hell, i like Forrest Gump's accent, so visualize him saying that or me doing a Forrest Gump imitation (for those of you who have had no prior experience, they call me an American, even though I'm not, and actually, No, they don't.).
Back to the matter at hand, The Last Bench, where Einsteins lose their IQs and anyone whose intelligence is comparable to that of Forrest Gump is a God (No offense Forrest!).
Well, in the first few weeks of college, I went from sitting in one part of the class to another, not surprisingly, the position my rear ended up occupying was one of the few seats that are reserved for people whose rears usually occupy last benches. Well, what do you know, contrary to popular belief that people always rush to occupy the last few benches in class so as to have the most comfortable view of what is happening in the class, yet not be troubled by an over-enthusiastic lecturer out to suck their blood, the people in my class were in fact overly enthusiastic themselves and preferred the seats in front of the class where the only place to look at might be the teachers face(full of feeling, emotion, intensity, and yes, of course Saliva), Honestly, who would want to endure an hour's lecture staring at one of the least impressive sights the world has to offer and end up needing an equivalent of an umbrella to keep themselves out of the "Spray zone".
That is when I was inspired to write about the ignorance of the most CRAZY/RETARDED/CRAZY/MORONIC/CRAZY/GEEKY/CRAZY/BORING/CRAZY people in the world ( No offense Crazy people who sit in the first bench).
Below, I have compiled a List of top five excuses Crazy First Benchers give when asked about their enthusiasm to go through hell and my reactions are in paratheses:
1. I can't see the board from here.. (Well, DON'T!!)
2. I can't hear what the lecturer's saying.. (Isn't that the WHOLE POINT?)
3. I paid my fees to study in college and I can study only if i listen in class.. (WHOA, easy, easy, if that was the only reason, why on earth didn't you invest in an iPod?!? Much more fun to listen to if you ask me!)
4. My glasses(read spectacles) are broken, let me sit in the first bench till they're fixed.. (I would be the happiest person in the world if I were you, at least you can use that as an excuse to continue sitting in Heaven, I know it's good ;))
5. Ooooooh? It's my favourite class, I have to sit in the first bench!! (Favourite class? I didn't realize that an invitation to see the deepest darkest desperate doldrums of the universe would feature on ANYONE's favourite list!?!?!)
Okay! As you might have figured out, I made a lot of this up and a lot of this made up stuff doesn't really seem to make that much sense, but, I write cause I can, and I will cause I'm AWESOME(that was a tribute to Barney).
Over and Out
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