Monday, April 27, 2009

Ctrl C + Ctrl V

They are, undoubtedly, the most powerful keyboard shortcuts known to the human species.

Since that's all the engineering education I'm really using at work these days, I figured I could get some creativity out of this.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Experiments in Madness...

...and the blog-source HTML.
I will not shut down this blog and put up the 'Under Maintainance' sign.
Simply because I don't know how to.

Over the next few hours/days/weeks, the page will most likely undergo several surgeries/mutations and turn out totally awkward and funny and not too (I hope) nauseating looking.

Dork-hood

I am currently on an online apartment searching spree. My friends know that. When some of them enquired how it was going, I said that it was coming along, and that I had my excel sheet with at least 10 entries. I had columns for the apartment name, price, features, deposit/application requirements, address, contact info, distance from work, etc.

For some reason, they cracked up.

After some brainstorming, I thought I understood.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The Microwave Effect

It was cold this morning.
Waiting at the bus stop, bundled up in my 3 coats and jackets, I felt my body slowly disappear.

When I sat down in the blissfully warm bus, I felt like I was defrosting.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Fixations

Another thought just struck me regarding Jhumpa Lahiri.
She's like the Freud of Indian-American literature. Freud talked extensively about oral fixations, until somebody wisely pointed out the cigar he always had in his mouth. And the smartest thing he could come up with was "Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar".

Referring to my previous observation (April 19th), someone could just Ms. Lahiri that sometimes, a slipper is just a slipper.

Nonsense Actually

So I was right. Love Actually is a slimy, cheesy, corny, worthless movie. Except for perhaps two decent scenes.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Last one today, I promise

So when I took the GRE, they (refers to vague authority figures that manifested themselves to me in the form of official-looking terms and conditions) made me promise that I would never-ever divulge the contents of the test to anyone. I forget what the consequences are.

What I hated about that test was ... well - more than just one thing, but I'm too lazy to go back and change the beginning of the sentence to refer to plural quantities. I hated that test. It was awful. The verbal section in particular. Being tested on words that any sane engineering student (I know none of them really are, but this is a figure of speech) would never encounter in his/her life, is completely bizarre. There was one particular word, the spelling of which fascinated me, because it didn't even make sense. It seemed to defy the logic of vowels being separated by consonants in normal English words. I thought I would do something special the day I came across it - which would probably be never.

And guess what, here it was today, in one of the Gilmore Girls episodes. Used not once, twice, thrice (yes, I insist on using that word), but at least 8 times.

Am I doubting my harsh judgement about the usefulness of the GRE? Not really. Most engineers don't come across words like that. And when we do, dictionary.com is only a click away.