“You know what’s weird? Donald Duck never wore pants. But whenever he’s getting out of the shower, he always put a towel around his waist. I mean, what is that about?”- Chandler in The One Where No One’s Ready
not to blog
was massively enjoyed last evening; and blogs hardly every came up. undoubted star of the evening: Ruchir Joshi, raconteur extraordinaire, who joins Indrajit Hazra and Nilanjana S Roy on my People Who Tell Stories Really Well list. Many cats, much meat, charcoal tablets, dentines, hot flushes, steel hedgehogs, horsewhips and clubs and inside stories, many … Continue reading
Look. I dont care, ok? Writers = notoriously self-obsessed BUT self-analysis is supposed to be important. Whatever. You are: THE JOKER! Which Batman Villain Are You? brought to you by Quizilla HAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAH etc etc
Maybe I should get my DVD player fixed 🙂
is here, and is just as stunning as she was when I first met her (we were both 16 at the time, and Calcutta’s rock-solidest couple for five years). Now, in her new avatar as corporate headhunter, she’s shuttling about the country bandying cell-phones and acronyms, juggling compensation packages and recalcitrant managers calling incessantly from … Continue reading
Feeling particularly intellectual today, so… Captain Jack Sparrow Pirates of the Caribbean – Which character are you? brought to you by Quizilla you are THE DRAGON! you’re often misunderstood, but are actually quite flirtatious and romantic what shrek character are you? brought to you by Quizilla Which Incredibles Character Are You? brought to you by … Continue reading
Sayoni (my sister, that is) sent in her Monty Python and the Holy Grail test results – she’s a french guard, you silly person! which brought on the following monty test orgy – You are the Spanish Inquisition sketch! Nobodyexpects you! Which Monty Python’s Flying Circus Sketch are You? brought to you by Quizilla Pontius … Continue reading
NĂĄgon hällde en spann vatten pĂĄ alokaktusen. Den hoptorkade växten började svälla upp och skina med ett milt ljus som snart växte till ett bländande vitt sken som lyste upp den stora, unkna grottan. Den sken pĂĄ de fuktiga, blodstänkta väggarna, och pĂĄ klippblocken bakom vilka smĂĄdjävlarna hukade sig. Den lyste upp den vackre unge … Continue reading
If i werent terminally lazy, this is when i would get up, pay the fat cybercafe woman, beat the loud man on the STD phone to a fine jelly and start running. id run and run and run until i reached the pakistan border and they shot at me, and then id turn around and … Continue reading