About me:
On the 28th of January 1988 I was born to the background music of lightning splitting a tree in the 'garden' of the nursing home where my mother was. My early years (my parents taught me to walk by putting me on hot coals. My dad used to say, "Crawling is NOT AN OPTION!") were spent running in diapers down steep inclines and falling down causing me to need stitches on my head on three different occasions, so yes, I was dropped on my head as a baby. I've lived all over India and spoken and forgotten atleast 3 languages other than the ones I can speak (atleast partially) now, English and Tamil. I read. I used to play basketball, but haven't had a serious game in more than two years now. I don't watch TV. I read three newspapers. I don't like Sudoku. I like comics. I like computers. I can barely play the guitar. I have a Nokia 1100. I usually finish the Guardian crossword, sometimes alone, usually with my friends, often on the long commute to college. I travel to college by train. I prefer speaking to writing or text messaging. I prefer extreme cold to extreme heat. I can stay awake for more than 48 hours in a row with no adverse effects to non-creative thought processes but I will fall ill almost certainly as soon as I wake up after sleeping after that period. I like apples. I like mangoes too. I like Math. I like computers. I use Linux. I have a stuffed little toy king attached to my bag. I drive a Maruthi 800. I do not have a two-wheeler licence. I always accept pamphlets. I am terrified of bloodthirsty cooks in black tabards and fedoras. I have two computers. I like the outdoors, and often wish I did not live in a city. I used to travel by bullock cart to school when I was young and enjoyed it. I travel to college by bus and train (one change) and would not enjoy it as much if it weren't for my friends. I support legalisation of marijuana. I believe in socialism, and would support a welfare state. I do not believe in benevolent dictatorships, give us democracy. I prefer round objects to square. I like to think I'm smart. I believe in the non-sequitur stream of humour. I like apples. I like wine. I don't like brandy. I dislike the tequila that Marc drinks, it is probably the closest approximation I've had to cow urine. I like cows. I do not like their urine. I like to know. I like learning. I constantly worry about accidents. The first thing I do when I see something new is to imagine, in my mind, what could go wrong with it and attempt to form a contingency plan. I talk to myself. I talk. Lots.
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About the blog:
It's not there to spread great knowledge or as a soap box for my views. It's just there. Be a kindred soul and disable ad-block for just the front page, would you? Also, I dislike the superior attitude most Indians have about India, and while I love the country it does have its flaws, so any posts about the people will only be
I've decided to have all my linux posts on a separate blog so that this one doesn't get too weirdly pseudo-techy. For those posts, you'll need to go to FOSS Field :)
Addendum:
This section was not written under duress.
Willkommen, Deutsche!
31 comments
A comment this be, seasoned with word curry, a comment this be, written in a hurry.
Watch subject. Bush and the Republicans were not protecting us on 9-11, and we aren't a lot safer now. We may be more afraid due to george bush, but are we safer? Being fearful does not necessarily make one safer. Fear can cause people to hide and cower. What do you think? How does that work in a democracy again? How does being more threatening make us more likeable?Isn't
the country with the most weapons the biggest threat to the rest of the world? When one country is the biggest threat to the rest of the world, isn't that likely to be the most hated country?
What happened to us, people? When did we become such lemmings?
The more people that the government puts in jails, the safer we are told to think we are. The real terrorists are wherever they are, but they aren't living in a country with bars on the windows. We are.
Interesting, isn't it? Part of that comment makes sense to people from anywhere, yet it is obviously spam since it is on a page that is completely unrelated, the link leads to a handbag advertisement and it's random.
Very funny tactics indeed. I didn't know Bush was so unpopular.
What kind of a lame ass spam bot comments on the About page?
And what kind of noobish blog author leaves comments turned on in the About page?
Cheap shot. Considering the number of comments I get, any comment is welcome :) Why should I disallow comments on this page?
Why should you allow them? What's there to comment about?
(Get it? ;D)
Jesus H. Christ.
If only you got that quality of spam all over your blog.
Oh btw, before I forget, a certain other noobish blog author has comments enabled on his About page.
That happened only because of the blog theme change. It was turned off on my old theme.
Okay, this is now the post with the most comments? Damn, that sucks. I mean, it's an About page with no about in it.
What is with you people?!
This has most comments? Sad.
Not really, I was just kidding. But it may well be true!
You fell on your head as a kid. There's a difference. I don't like the tequila I had either. Yuck!
Ah... I didn't even realise you had such a page about thy highness. Dumb of me, eh?
Well, it's an interesting self-description, my dear Grumble Bunny! Truly, thou art profound...
Please add that you like Germans (and of course their language) otherwise somebody may feel deeply offended! *cough cough*
Yours sincerely,
Isha, also known as the German Bunny
I think I might have done it wrong, ah well!
Was that supposed to mean "Welcome, German girl"?
Then it's 99% correct. Willkommen is spelt with a double 'l' though.
Wonderful! You might actually understand the videos my friends made for you guys...
Almost! There I've gone and corrected that. Wait, how did the 'girl' get in there. I could only manage what I thought was, "Welcome, German." .
I don't drink tequila, you moron. I just had some. And you dumbasses drank it mixed with apple juice!
It was your tequila, it tasted 'orrible. Not as bad as that MGM vodka-substitute. But bad.
Deutscher means German guy, Deutsche means German girl ... And considering that I'm pretty much female (I guess) Deutsche is absolutely fine by me.
Tequila sucks. Totally.
George, you mixed tequila with apple juice and drank it.
Since I want to welcome lots of Germans, I shall say 'Willkommen Deutschen!' then.
Marc: I like apples :)
And I thought you were singling me out. Now I'm really upset!
Singling is a funny word.
Hey, I know my plurals. If I'd wanted to say Deutschen I would've said it. But that would make no sense, because then the previous statement would make it so it would seem that the Bundeswehr came after me to make me write that. Sort of.
I have connections to the Bundeswehr. So beware.
Oh yeah?! Well, I know policemen.
Fat ones. On bicycles. Big deal!
Well, he doesn't need all that fanshy shtuff you have over there. Jusht one not-working radio styled like a walkie-talkie.
I'm sorry that Deutschland is way too progressive...
You've lost touch with your humanity!