I’m on a blogger’s block. Compensating for that by putting up something I got in my inbox a while ago. This is zimbly zooper!

FINALLY– A MAN WITH GUTS
I never quite figured out why the sexual urge of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. I have never figured out why men think with their head and women with their heart. I have never figured out why the sexual desire gene gets thrown into a state of turmoil when it hears the words, “I do”.

FOR EXAMPLE: One evening last week, my wife and I were getting into bed. The passion starts to heat up…and she eventually says, “I don’t feel like it, I just want you to hold me.” I
said “WHAT??.. What was that?” So she says the words that every husband on the planet dreads to hear… “You’re just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man!” She responded to my puzzled look by saying, “Can’t you just love me for who I am and not what I do for you in the bedroom?” Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep. The very next day I opted to take the day off from work to spend time with her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big unnamed dept store. I walked around with her while she tried on several different, very expensive outifts. She couldn’t decide which one to take, so I told her we’ll just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to compliment her new clothes, so I said let’s get a pair for each outfit. We went on to the jewelry dept, where she picked up a pair of diamond earrings. Let me tell you….she was soooo excited. She must have thought I was one wave
short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was testing me, because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn’t even know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said, “That’s fine, honey.” She was almost nearing sexual satisfaction from all of the excitement. Smiling with excited anticipation, she finally said, “I think this is all dear, let’s go to the cashier”. I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, “No, honey, I don’t feel like it”. Her face just went completely blank, as her jaw dropped with a baffled “WHAT??” I then said, “Really honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for awhile…………You’re just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman”. And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, “Why can’t you ust love me for who I am and not for the things I buy you?”

I don’t know why, but I am really excited about the new Megadeth album. A lot of good things have been fallling from heaven this month, and one of them is certainly this. I really respect Dave coz he is more than a rock star. He is a true fighter.

More later!

I found this rather pissing off bug on Blogger.com, yesterday. Typed this long post and clicked on ‘Preview‘. Wanted to make a few changes, so I clicked on ‘Hide Preview‘, to get back to the text entry screen. And there was no text at all. NO FUCKIN TEXT AT ALL. IT ALL JUST SIMPLY DISAPPEARED. Grr…so pissing off.

Didn’t have the mood to re-write the post (it was quite long). I wonder why this happened. Maybe because I was using a different browser (I was on Mozilla, Linux)? Anyways, I am now back to blogging on W.bloggar. Certainly THE BEST interface between my blog and me.

Why is google getting all bullish? I am now invited to sign up for its Adsense program. A little investigation, and this is what I read in the fine print:

Does Google guarantee revenues?

Since the revenue that you may earn through Google AdSense depends on the content of each of your web pages or the search terms entered by your users, as well as the availability of related Google ads, Google does not guarantee that you will earn any revenue amount.

Sorry, not interested in making my already slow blog, well…slower. (I know my blog takes time load because it is all decked up)

BTW, I think that Google is one website that has been hacked and tweaked like no other. After all, it is nothing more than one gaint automated tool, performing mindless calculations. A fine example of this was the link I put up in yesterday’s post.

Then there is Gmail and all the tools available to extract the maximum juice out of it. But according to the Gmail TOS, it’s not legal to use tool to access and use the site outside of a web browser. However, there are atleast 20 Gmail apps available, on the last count.

Still staying with Google, I finally got Gmail invites in my inbox. Initially, I got 1 invite, and then after a coupla days, I got 5 to give away. Right now I have 2 left with me.

Today is Friday. A disasterous attempt yesterday (yet again), and I am yet to achieve a long cherished dream of making my ‘pooter a boot it, intsall it, forget it machine. I just CAN’T stand the sight of error messages. And the only way of ever bringing a Windows machine back to a de novo state, is by doing a clean resintall of the OS. With the kind of fooling around I do, these error messages are as normal to me as a dirty pick up line would be to Isha Koppikar. Yesterday I decided to do a clean reininstall FOR ONE LAST TIME EVER (I took an oath over a candle)……But….

Today was such a nice day. Yeah, it ‘was’. Let me put it this way - today could have been a wonderful day. I was expecting office to be called off because of the ‘Karnataka Bandh’.

I don’t know how, but the thought of an impending holiday makes me feel wonderful instantaneouly. For instance, when I came to know yesterday that there might be no hurrying to work today, I could, within no time, conjure up a million ‘to-do’ things. I could imagine myself finishing off all that pending work and feel happy and contended EOD. Unfortunately, since that never happened I am looking at the old adage ‘don’t count yer chickens before they hatch’ from a new perspective. No holiday and it’s back to the usual drill.

Speaking of the drills, I have made a few lifestyle changes. No, I haven’t married some Padma Lakshmi or something…I’ve just reworked my office timing to suit my dislike for traffic snarls.* I now leave home at 7.30 am and ride like the wind all the way to work. I pack up by 4.30 - 5.00 pm and it is land ahoy!

I don’t have much to blog about today because I am still recuperating from the thought of having lost a much needed holiday.

Here is something ineresting meanwhile. Feeling like a miserable failure? You should be feeling glad soon!

Peace

* (If you are thinking what Padma Lakshmi has to do with changing lifestyles, I’d say that it sometimes easier to joke about things we don’t understand too well, rather than always trying to find answers. And what have I not understood? Take a look at yesterday’s post..).

Sometimes I wonder how complex it is, to be me. I think about my childhood, my upbringing and the quiet personal decsions I took to become what I am. Its hard to look back and know that there is no one you can blame, but yerself. But from this loneliness of knowing, creeps the many-headed dragon called ‘Ego’. Ego drives, Ego makes you rich, famous and even sexy. You can have the world at yer feet…you can even seduce yer neighbour’s grandma. But Ego soon invites its many friends, and you will have Pride, Prejudice and Arrogance knocking at yer doors even before you can shriek from yer first orgasm. Together, these fine elements of the human conciousness will make sure that you go places - after all, this world is a perfect petri dish for all kinds of experiments with the Seven Sins.

I would like to get into what happens when you don’t have something called Ego. Surely, many, including me, have been confused about where being Egoless stops and where being Underconfident starts. We have all jerked off thinking about the cute next door neighbour, but how many of us (i am not limiting this to guys) have had what it takes to go up to her and ask her out. What does it take to do that? Ego? Confidence?

How many times have we seen image-concious guys with neatly gelled hair go up to gals and open their big mouths hoping to impress them? And how many times have seen these dames actually fall for such crap? How many times have seen pretty gals hang around with totally crass looking fatsos - just because they drive big cars and drop big names? Is that confusing? Are we just glad that we aren’t the guys in question here? But haven’t we wished at some point that we can have one of those pretty lasses around us?

One thing I have learnt in this existence of mine is that we are living in times where we need to be selective. We need to know what to say ‘no’ to, and how to get people to say ‘yes’. But this is an understanding that has dawned to me from living my own ups and downs. I have no clue how to pass this knowledge to my children (not that I am worrying about it). I don’t know how to tell them to live for honour and yet be humble. What am I saying….humble?? Baahh…I don’t think I can cross my heart and say that I ride through traffic everyday wishing everyone else peace and joy. The best I can do is hire a chauffeur and let him do all the swearing, cursing and negotiating while I sit on my high seat and finish deals on my laptop, the one that contains enough toxins to make an entire generation of poor ragpickers somewhere go impotent.

Is there anyway I can make it out of here without being a hypocrite? Hell, why would i even wanna think of myself as one? All my deeds can be justifed in this theater of sin. But that is not how I wish it to be. I want to go beyond all this normality of decadence. And that is why i am questioning everything.

The point is, just as my elder’s didnt understand enough of this world to tell me how to face it, I am not sure how I can pass on my understanding of it to my kids. In effect, they will go through a journey of discovering things for themsleves…feeling lonely in the end. And god forbid, they will have to deal with their own demons. Ego and his friends.

Peace

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5.30 am: Wakey Wakey! A brand new day! How about making some bed coffee for your wife/girl dearest.

5.45 am: Go for a nice morning walk. Fresh air, early morning birdsongs and life is great.

6.45 am: Take a shower, do some meditation/love making and you are all set to face the big bad world.

7.30 am: Oops, almost forgot - Breakfast. The most important meal of the day.

7.45 am: A goodbye kiss and leave for work.

8.30 am: Reach office. Park yer ass on yer very comfortable chair, the one that faces yer clean desk and superconfiguration PC. Check mails.

8.45 am: Start working - only for what your paid. But wait….a little extra is fine. After all, the Bhagavath Geetha says that man has come into this Karmakshetra (field of activity) only to structure his time working and not in order to earn the fruit of such activity.

11.30 am: Time to have lunch! Where’s the oven….(can you smell the whiff of love that has gone into this cooking…)

12.00 pm: Back to work.

5.30 pm: Clean yer desk and call it a day.

6.15 pm: Reach home. Looks like the dog is all excited as usual…doesn’t it feel great to be greeted by such boundless love. Oh yeah, he needs to be taken out for a walk.

7.00 pm: Take a shower, do some meditation/yoga. Life feels so complete when you get so much done
7.45 pm: Help her in the kitchen - the best place to learn teamwork!

8.15 pm: Dinner..yummmm!!!

8.45 pm: Settle down for a nice chat with her (the one you started at the dinner table) or continue that book you were reading. Wait…how about a friendly tete-a-tete with the neighbour?

10.00 pm: Time to blog!

10.30 pm: Yaaaawwwnnn….Honey…are you in a mood for some….

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The best thing I have heard in a long time…

Ok…all systems up and running……….blogging from Suse 9.1…..Linux feels like sleeping with a new woman….Feels good but feels new….i’d say it was damn easy installing this thingie…but wasn’t entirely troublefree….it didnt detect my Monitor and the GUI installation was totally screwed…I did a Text install and everything went on fine…

Faheem is already asking me to nuke Suse and go in for Debian. Good idea, coz someday I’d like to be using Slackware. And to get there, I need to learn some commands and stuff first. Suse seems to be totally idiot proof……Debian is supposed to be a tad bit troublesome. Slackware is apparently the ultimate … Guess I’ll fool around with Suse for a while and take it as it comes. My problem is actually lack of time….time to do some R&D…..time to be curious and learn things at my own pace.

But what I need to do first is GET OFF THE COMPUTER…been spending an awful lot of time in front of it.

Peace.

Update:

Suse comes with an appreciable list of programs and applications, and u can practically handle all the tasks that you’d use ur computer for, with these apps. I am still not sure if I will be using Linux fulltime because all said and done, the power of Windows lies in the fact that you get programs/applications for every single thing on this earth and u can practically do ANYTHING without knowing even a word of programming. I guess Linux is powerful too, but I am sceptical about the time I have on my hands to learn things (programming).

Putting up song lyrics is a fine way to satisfy that part of yer head which is unhappy about yer irregular blogging. I try my best to refrain from putting up lyrics, although at times the song is so overwhelming that it leaves me short of words. Its like the song has been written for exactly what I am thinking that at that moment, and nothing more can be as trippy as knowing that someone is singing yer song for you.

That apart, the reason as to why I havent been blogging lately is because I have been doing a lot of research for the big thing that is gonna happen soon. I FINALLY GOT SuSE 9.1 (3 fuckin days of downloading and I come to know that the latest issue of Digit mag is offering it on DVD). Now, I am all set to install it. Over the past few days, apart from reading up on Linux, I have also been doing the mandatory back up of stuff on my ‘puter. Thanks to the insatiable need to find more and more music to suit my varied moods, I have been on a downloading spree this month (I am on unlimited downloads). So a lot of that stuff has to be first written onto CDs - which is a herculean task considering the fact that I go thro the pain of cataloguing every CD I burn in more than 1 way.

Back up is half way through and my wisdom on Linux is now decent enough to carry out the installation. I have installed Windows 2000 so many times over the past 1.5 years that I can now reel out the procedure from memory. With Windoze, 10 error messages in a day is reason enough to do a clean reinstall of the OS. I hope that’s not going to be the case with Linux. Doesn’t look like. Will come to know soon!

Peace