Harihi OM!

Video: Bullet proof man

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Oh god, oh god, make it stop... AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

http://my.opera.com/angel292005/blog/2007/04/05/presidents-in-drag-something-so-wrong-never-felt-so-right

She just finds some of the best stuff on the net.

has been released for a week now. What has Vista done about the War in Iraq? Nothing.

What was the point of this lame duck OS change? The threat of Leopard attacks looming on the horizon, and the resilience of the Penguins despite all efforts to dissolve their environment, can only signify that Vista was too little, too late.

In the years to come, it is a sad reality that Vista will grow in size and user-base, but by the end of 2008, the real winner will be the team which can put forward really innovative plans and developments for the improvement of the experience.

My name is Sankar and I'm an Internet Addict.

The first step has been taken.

I'll see you only sundays from now on.

adios.

In other news: this thread has me cracking up for the last half hour.

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UPDATE: Starting next sunday that is. Radio silence this week.

Shabba-khair (sp?).

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/2007813.cms

You compared him to Krishna, who although he was a just man, was an awful negotiator, bullied everyone when bringing the Pandavas' proposal to Dhrutarashtra (oh get off my back about it, being fallacious here - get a life), and face it, manipulated the Arjuna-Duryodhana situation to have Arjuna come out on top, no matter the infallability etc of Krishna. I'm sure he works in mysterious ways, but comparing Basu to Krishna is moronic. The first thing people will assume is you're calling him a dangerous flirt going after every party and forming alliances on the sly.

Yes. That's what it means, Dumbass! Apart from the obvious Communist thing of course.

The post of annoying prick mixing up metaphors has been filled over and over again. Longest running being yours truly. Stop going after my job!

I'm feeling extremely chipper, peckish and in quite a murderous mood I must say. The victim being me of course. There's this weekly meeting thing at the lab where we get to present our work summaries in the form of Powerpoint presentations.

The legendary grilling given by the professor vis-a-vis the quality and the content of the presentations has everyone scrambling to make the best impression on the gathering of sleepy and bored people who couldn't care less about what the other twits are doing, tinkering about with their do-hickeys in their labs. Nonetheless, we all get there early on saturday mornings and spend an hour in the dimmed out board room listening to speaker after speaker droning on an on trying not to catch the attention of the professor, while we catch up on your blog posts and have a nap or two.

Thanks to people uploading their presentations atleast one day in advance in the common network folder, I tend to go over them, pick some outrageous questions, totally unrelated to their work and gesturing wildly and speaking in quite a loud voice, interrupting the professor if I can manage to, ask them and without letting them reply, provide the answer that I think is suitable and wait for them to justify my hypothesis.

I have a presentation of this nature again in the morrow and I haven't prepared my slides yet. I have oh about 5 hours left to prepare and catch some sleep in between. The things I do to entertain me self. Blimey. One would think I was daft.

Hah!

By the way. Did I tell you why we have these on Saturdays rather than on Friday evenings like civilized people? I guess not. Here's why.

About 4 months ago, a colleague's car was burglarized in broad daylight while it was sitting in the parking lot with signs which clearly indicated that the lot was monitored by cameras (a fact which I have yet to dis/prove - I tend to walk around the parking lot, making rude gestures in random directions and scratching myself in inappropriate places and no one seems to be complaining about it yet) - a car stereo was stolen. So our professor had the brilliant notion that having lots of under-nourished sleep-deprived flabby nerds bring their cars in on every saturday would give the miscreants less incentive to strike again. Brilliant I say.