Chiral Eutectoid

this blog is not a day to day rehash of life being a bitch...its just a repository of random incongruous thoughts triple distilled such that the reboiler bears a vague semblance of borderline coherence to an artiste's true audience and aspirations....his sense of self...

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Sunday, March 15, 2009

3 pick up lines...a sampler

1. Have you seen the new Bugs Bunny movie? The one where he is a Cunning Linguist.

2. It must be Halloween. You are all dolled up as Cinderella.

3. You must be Kryptonite. My knees are all weak

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Chalk your stick

Start feeling an affinity for poet lover seers as I work around listening to Neil Young serenade harvest moons, rock n roll and the free world in general…and i let out another deep sigh for the wish I could play the guitar moments….Uneventful week thus far…wish I could say the same about last weekend…

So me and my roomie (recently turned poolhall junkies)…are drinking beer and shooting some pool and in walks a full figured hustler throwing the gauntlet right down…beat me if you can…so we needle…she starts talking trash in amazingly lilting hindi parrying my own feeble attempts to give as good as I got…absolutely obliterating us in the process she departs with a most valuable tip…Always chalk your cue stick… it buys you time to visualize your next move…u are less scattershot and in her words play aaram se…

The tip made sense…So what do I take from it?? Evaluate where you are headed… water the thirst of the long distance runner…so there it is in a nutshell…cultivate lifestyle habits that allow you to take a step back, take it all in, figure things out before its off to join the running of the bulls….

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Solemn Promises Made to Mom With No Intention of Keeping them whatsoever

Finally jumpstarting this half abandoned love child of mine....Been ages and lest all ye be warned…. change is going to be the leitmotif of this post to trumpet the obvious…what surmises it better than the New Year Resolution list..

Simple is its construct…Less Drink, Smoke, Weigh, Procrastinate (miserably failing on all counts), ace the gmat (regressing there too…non starter so far) and retool to a more positive outlook on things in general (exploratory at best)….So out go posts romanticizing habit forming substances, chastising capitalist regimes, or bizarre retellings of nightmares…that being said the posts wouldn’t stay saccharine as such..just a promise that there wouldn’t be allusions to death/heavy/new age metal and associated emotional stressors

So on that note lets get to the motherload:

1. Yes ma, I will definitely look into shaadi.com
2. I read the hanuman chalisa first thing in the morning
3. Told you I quit smoking last year
4. Was studying on Ratha Sapthami
5. No caffeine you say
6. Wont be frugal…You watch me splurge (Neither here nor there on that front)

Ah…The Last Pylon from Endura (its dark ambient…told you no metal references) and that would be my cue…

Just a sampler to show moms know best at the core and sons revel in being assholes at best….

And to the 1 avid reader of this blog who half motivated me to get this post out there..Big Ups

Stay tuned for the next post on the God Particle…Ah…who am I kidding…am neither a jock nor a nerd…so to paraphrase Family Guy, the next post would be on whatever grinds my gears with no metal emotional stressors of course

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Anatomy of the infitesimal

Chronicling the Pilgrims’ Progression

Dead Presidents…‘E pluribus Unum’

Asymptotes of Avarice… Warped quantum…

Dogs of Mars…Nihilists at the heart of extelligence

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Random mental note/gyaan

People shaving balls with straight razors shouldnt trash band-aids and guaze.....

Livin with 4 muslims under one roof adds new meaning to the phrase "SAVING YOUR OWN SKIN"

What would you say to a gorgeous Hispanic tart that steals your butane repository in a bar??

All I could muster was....I'll be back for it on Thursday!!!!!!!

Thursday, March 30, 2006

Ribald Limerick Time

Semen to ovum…see you in a bit
The party…a monster hit
Break on through to the other side
Rubber lightning…We shall ride…

Retreat…..We are in deep shit

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Conversations with a Turkish Seer

So this is how it started…

Me thinking aloud: Dude…. Why the fuck do Jews have all the money???

Seer: Dude its all about familial culture and the Torah….Spiritual backgrounds dating back more than 2000 years. The Jews have been a persecuted lot…they understood early enough that the only way to survive is by making money….and the best tool to make money is education….They established mercantilism, the first banks, the first fiscal policies….Its not that their IQ is better than the average African or Indian….Money begets power…and power begets money…
The average Russian Jew celebrates by drinking Vodka and playing chess…the average Kurds idea of spring break is throwing stones at cops and firing AK 47s in the air that kill 9 kids….. (Sidebar: Kalashnikov recently got into the Vodka business)…Fuck yeah

(Conversation moves on to Gödel, Escher and Bach….and after a brief hiatus)

Dude they have this AI thingie…it started out as a university project….feed info into a computer….and you can have conversations with it…..Jus imagine a day when the computer becomes self aware…..the supreme intellectual…..would that prove that believing in God is a fallacy…you have a computer that has all the answers…. people would start worshippin it…..

Me: To most folk God is an abstraction….A concept that gives you hope….when all seems lost…you need to hear a voice that’s reassuring…something that says…everythings gonna be alright….as long as people need hope….the God Concept would reign supreme….

Seer: Yeah I guess you are right….Fuck this…lets go get some p@#$%

(8 beers, 8 glasses of whiskey straight, coupla hours of fiddling with the piano at the local pub….

Net Result: He gets a phone number….while I sit in a corner…nursing a hangover)