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29
Dec
08

The new year is a knockin’

So 2009 is at our doorstep. Actually, in our doorway and asking to be let in. So this year has been weird. And to sum it up, I’m going to pour out the contents of my “Notes” folder on my phone. It’s not really a summary of my actions per se, but more like what was going through my head. Most of them make no sense as single sentences, but are the essence of an idea. I’ll expand them so that they can be read.

I’ll ignore the fact that most of it was written in the last three months. Also the fact that this is going to be by far my most disjointed post.

- Losing your glasses is like living in a dream. It’s all literally just a blur for a while. Thankfully I’m not too handicapped by it. After a while I got used to it.

- As technology progresses, we go from smart people in front of dumb terminals to dumb people in front of smart terminals.

- Master Chief is only a letter away from Master Chef. Halo anyone?

- KFC! The only thing missing is U!

- If I were stuck on some deserted island for eternity, I would make a girl out of coconuts. Even though it is highly likely she’ll want to be ‘just friends’.

- Everyone needs goals. Even if they’re goals such as “I’m gonna eat that ice cream if it kills me”.

- People who go “people suck/change/’shouldn’t be trusted'” suck. People means you too. Besides, acting like every person you meet is an axe murderer is just lame. I usually ask people and they say no, they haven’t murdered any axes recently. But I guess it would bode well for me only if I was an axe. All that from the note “emo, axe murderer”.

- And then there’s this note for which I can’t remember the explanation. “Making things is progress, boring. Life withoutu conflict is teh goal”. I dunno. Maybe I tend to go all existential on my phone’s ass when I’m half asleep.

Well, there.

28
Nov
08

Disturbed is awesome.

I’m changing my name. Blog name. And the theme and stuff. Later.

Anyway, this post is a product of boredom.
Oh yeah, I lost my glasses a few weeks ago, so if you see a guy squinting at oncoming buses, hit him on the head because that’s not me. I’ll be the guy swuinting at buses and cussing under my breath at them.
Notice how you enjoy music less once you start listening to the words? I was, till recently, blissfully unaware of all but the most obvious lyrical dances that all the artists were crooning. Now it seems I can’t NOT pay attention to what they say. :'(
Would have been okay if a lot of songs weren’t written by hippies. It feels like a hippy gnawing at my brains when I listen to some tracks.
Meh, i have to stop posting when I’m bored…
24
Nov
08

Of Hair and Things

So I needed to get my hair cut. But unlike most of you who would spend enough to feed a small african family to cut off your hair, I’m much more… frugal about it. So off I went to the nearest “saloon”. Sit in the chair, “Wediya kota karanna epa”, I tell him, hoping I wouldn’t blind oncoming vehicles with the reflection off my skull on the way back.

He took out his shaving thingy, and swish, he stabbed it into my scalp. As he slowly pulled it away, I realized that I could see a bit more of my head than I’m used to. So I open my mouth to tell him to stop, but realized it wouldn’t do any good since then I’d just look like Dr. Frankenstein cut my hair. So, with a look much like you see on inmates’ faces when they are put to their first haircut at prison, I sat through it and let Mr. Sweeny Todd have his way with my hair.

So now I look like I went AWOL from the army.

Bleh, shit post.

21
Nov
08

Woohoo! Gmail themes!

Now your inbox can be sexy too! Look and be amazed!

http://lame-duck.com/forum/download/file.php?id=504&mode=view

Click for larger image.
And no, this one’s not like the last link I posted :P
14
Nov
08

So I was looking for an album…

A Life of Saturdays, to be exact. And I wind up with nothing.

Something’s wrong with the interwebs I tell you. “Leaving Town” is still occasionally sprinkled across the radio waves, yet his album does not grace the pages of the almighty ISOhunt.

Granted, This isn’t exactly legal, but still. One of the sites listed the album as having been seeded “So long ago”.

Meh…

15
Oct
08

Multiple Posts

I’ve been posting two posts at a time these past few days, and I’ve noticed something.
You don’t notice the one I post first.

That is, according to google analytics. I am yet to think of a viable explanation for this yet, and yes, I DO want people to read what I write. I do not profess to “just write my thoughts down”. I AM narcissistic.
And thank god for firefox’s spell check.

So, one post a time now.

:D

13
Oct
08

The Jester’s Theory of Poya Days

I’ve had a lot of time to think these days, and I am quite sure that I have stumbled upon a… breakthrough, in the field of social behaviors and history.

My theory is concerning Poya Days, or full moon days when we Sri lankans all get a holiday, and why we have them. Well, here it is :

Many thousands of years ago, back when Buddhism was just arriving, there lived a clan of werewolves in Sri Lanka. There were also regular humans around, as you might have been taught.

Now, these two “factions” could have lived in harmony if not for the fact that werewolves love kurakkan. And the villagers had it in abundance.
Also, the werewolves were at their most powerful during the full moon. Therefore, to protect themselves from the werewolf menace, the villagers built mini-forts and holed up in these dome shaped structures(Because everyone knows werewolves hate domes) and waited out the full moon with their kurakkan safely stored in the forts.

And so eventually the werewolves died of starvation since they couldn’t get any kurakkan.

That is, in it’s entirety, my theory on why we have poya days.

Below is the evidence -

Notice the rising sun, commonly seen in sunny paradise isles like ours. Also the distinctly tropical trees in the background.


And the final piece of evidence -

Convincing, innit?






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