Catch-22: Maturity (of the mind)

To judge/compare the level of maturity of those around you, you need to be matured.
Then again, if you start comparing the level of maturity of others with respect to yourself, you're being immature.

The whole thing is a farce.

...

I've done it. My archives now have a month missing. And I have nothing to show for it. Except this picture of Edward Norton punching himself:



I'll be back when I learn to write.

Killer Potatoes

These:

Add revolving text, and you have the Laughing Man.

Eating them creeps me out. You're biting into one, and it smiles back at you, as if enjoying your teeth mashing it (which is a bit odd, considering they're already mashed). Elijah Wood in Sin City, that's what these are. At least they don't squirt blood. I don't want my food to have a face. There's a reason I'm vegetarian.

In other news, I don't seem to have any luck with wireless keyboards. Using the On-Screen Keyboard. Again.

You Still Here? (Or Desires of the Heart redux)

Despite popular belief, I haven't killed this blog. Not yet, anyway. Exams got over early this month, and I've gone back to being my usual slacker self. But I didn't want to see a month missing from the archives, so here's a totally uncreative post, rehashing a list I made a year and a half back (which was called 'Desires of the Heart', and can be found here if you're interested).

It occurred to me that some of my 'desires' listed out there have been, well, satisfied. Going by the list, I wanted (in reverse, other than #9 and #10):

8. A violin. Any violin.

Well, I didn't get a violin. Didn't buy one for probably the same reason as to why Ian Anderson didn't get one in exchange for his guitar (a Fender Stratocaster, which he got from Lemmy, of Motorhead); those things don't have frets. He bought a flute instead, and I, like a wannabe rock star (which I'm not), got a guitar.

7. The best keyboard(music) ever to hit the market.

Gah, I didn't get one. I've nearly destroyed my current keyboard. Need to place it at a particular angle for it to work, and makes weird noises if multiple keys are pressed. Makes me wonder if My Bloody Valentine had a similar problem with their synthesizers.

6. A Wi-Fi enabled notebook computer for obvious reasons.

Ok, that's three consecutive things I haven't got.

5. A high resolution digital still camera, Bluetooth enabled.

Finally, something I got. Except for the Bluetooth part. I got a Cyber-shot DSC T7 (yes, that uber slim thing), with which I took most of the photos lying around this blog.

4. The best portable pocket-sized MP3 player.

I can't exactly call it the best, but it's pocket-sized, and can store 21 albums at a time. My Creative MuVo player also has FM and recording abilities, neither of which I've found myself using. Except for that one time when I recorded different people saying bad (but funny) things about other people who said bad (but funny) things about them, but that was an accident. Honest.

3. A reasonably fast broadband internet connection.

I got a reasonably fast broadband internet connection. Unlimited downloads between 9 pm and 8 am, too.

2. The best 128 MB AGP card money can buy.

Well, it used to be the best when it first came out... A GeForce 6800. Ok, so it's a GeForce 6800 LE. Big deal. It's still fabulous to the core, apart from the fact that the computer keeps crashing every now and then when playing graphic intensive games.

And, numero uno:
To get out of my college's hostel.

YIPPIE-KI-YAY! I got OUT! And I'm staying out, forever and ever and ever... Two more years of college to go, and I don't have to go from that wretched asylum.

The Beatles of Thrash Metal!

Ever wondered how it would sound if Metallica did their own versions of Beatles' songs? Ever wanted good ol' James Hetfield to sing/growl A Hard Day's Night? Well, you can experience something similar if you listen to Beatallica. They reek with awesomeness. And I hardly listen to Metal.

The Beatles would've rocked harder if they had tried Thrash Metal.

One last "Woo-hoo!" from the Human

I'm here. Wonders never seem to cease.



I'm still here. Terribly dehydrated, but still here.

I'm gonna hate May. I already hate April. It's hard not to. Hottest weather, elections and exams. The same in May. Imagine walking towards your home, under a blazing sun, sweating profusely. A group of five people, also sweating, start following you. Then you realize that they're not following you, but they're headed to the same place as you are. You wonder why. You've never seen them before. Once you reach your abode, they shove pamphlets in your hands, wet with sweat. Smells different. "Vote for Udhaya suriyan*!", they shout. You stare blankly. They say it again. You're tempted to show them the finger, but nod instead. Bullies.

* - Udhaya suriyan translates to 'Rising Sun', I think. It's what the DMK party like to call themselves, in case you didn't know. Comes from their logo.

Numb, the mind has become.

The desire to be entertained has become stronger than ever. Strong enough to prevent me from doing anything else but seek entertainment. All I've been doing for the past few week(end)s is play video games, watch movies and listen to music. Thanks to my mum.

What does my mother have to do this, you ask? Well, she returned from her trip early this month. And with her came a GeForce 6800LE AGP card, a 7-speaker home theatre system (which supports a whole lotta formats, including DivX), a Sony Ericsson W800i mobile phone, a 2.1 speaker system for the computer, and an awesome pair of headphones for my mp3 player. So every weekend I'm home, I try to make the maximum possible use of the above, except the phone and headphones. Hell, I endured a Star Wars and Godfather movie marathon yesterday and today. And enjoyed watching Baraka on the TV instead of a 15-inch monitor the week before. Borrowed games that I couldn't play before due to an old GeForce 2 video card.

When I'm away at the hostel for the rest of the week, I'm thinking about what movies I should watch when I get back home, while playing Yeti Sports on my phone and listening to songs in shuffle mode on my player. When I'm not in College, that is. There I'm trying to convince friends that Yeti Sports is bad for health and trying to get my phone back from them.

And that's why you aren't reading an entry about why it's really stupid idea to make a short film for the first time in your life in one friggin' day. Or an entry about how I lost a bag full of clothes, a phone recharge card worth Rs. 330 and my room keys. Consider yourselves lucky. And be fooled into thinking that this is a whole new design when it's just a slightly tweaked version of the previous one. MSN Astrology predicted the template change - "Today you could be in a creative frame of mind. Your artistic blah blah... Even if you are just working on your computer, you could design graphics for a web page". I didn't know MSN had associations with the NSA/CIA/FBI/Interpol.