tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52797892024-03-14T02:37:33.300-05:00Collection of rambling thoughts I hope no one publishes on paper <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/171/1600/top1.jpg"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/171/320/untitled.jpg"/></a>InAustinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15536026570751030673noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5279789.post-16209342323541635312007-05-07T18:51:00.000-05:002007-05-07T18:54:32.958-05:00

My apartment sucks :( They won't fix the effin A/C. So I am exercising a little free speech here.To help me spread the haterade, link to the blog http://chateauduval.blogspot.com from your homepage. Yeah, make a flimsy pretext...like... InAustin lives in the "infernal Chateau Duval" or InAustin is "boiling in the Texas heat at Chateau Duval".Bump up the page rank :)

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InAustin's li'l bro DJ Sagga rocks Philly during his apprenticeship under a greenish looking spinner called DJRooGirl. From what I understand, they play deep house, trance and progressive house in the afternoon -- which is a sure fire way to keep listeners up through the post-lunch haze, sans caffeine, after that extra slice of turkey sandwich. What keeps DJ Sagga awake, naturally, is the

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Crossposted at naachgaana.Surely this one requires no spoiler alert. But if you have been comatose for nearly a year, it should suffice to know that the film is essentially an All-Veggie All-Aboard three-day two-night hurdle through Europe. Except that here you don't just take a look at the Mona Lisa, quickly snap what will surely be a badly illuminated photo next to the multiple layers of

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My brother, who hails from plebian Philly, was in dire need of a cultural shot in his arm and so I took him and this other dude I know from high school to a show on the Great White Way. Like the paranoid obsesser that I am, the first thing I did on Saturday morning was to wake my ass up and head over directly to the place where they put all this tamasha up. Naturally, the Nathan Lane and Matthew

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Latin: Sic transit gloria mundi English: Thus passes the glory of the world.Punjabi: Hot chicks don't remain hot.&nbsp;Latin: Timeo&nbsp;geeks&nbsp;et dona ferentis&nbsp;English: Beware of geeks bearing gifts.

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What do I do now when I have nothing to waste my time on?? My productivity has peaked to such lofty heights that I have sent over 2 articles (!!) to various academic journals today itself.Now, as I walk down the corridors of my lab, my labmates cringe as my caffeinated energy focusses so intently towards my research -- bathing my section of the lab in its intense refulgence. My B-2 pencils are

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All evening he'd wondered how it would be to touch that skin, run his hands through her hair. They'd touched knees beneath the small bistro table. And they'd both decided that they didn't want dessert. He drove up to her kerbside. They held glances for seconds together -- it was easy, effortless. Unawkward. "Coffee?"

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EvEr SiNcE wE stalked each other on XangaYou gave me anon. eprops; filled myDreams with kaleidoscopic manga,I've wanted to buy you dil-shaped balloons.Now you will call me yo babydaddy, yayy!And me you snookums. Hug, kiss,And stop traffic with aww-inspiring PDA.Common bayyybee shake that kundiI'll be your munda, you my mundi.

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If The Saw has taught movie audiences anything, it is that horror movies without suspense are about as scary as wathcing back-to-back Discovery Channel series on heart transplants over dinner. In the post- Scary Movie world where every horror-movie&nbsp;cliche has been parodied to its premature death - gore is at best the new kitsch. However, this insight seems to have eluded Eli Roth and the

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A few sips down the line

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Rhapsody Playlist for the New Year: 1. Pull Up The People - M.I.A.2. Killer Of Giants - Ozzy Osbourne3. December - Collective Soul4. Fado Portugues - Amalia Rodrigues5. The Look Of Love (From 'Casino Royale') - Sergio Mendes & Brasil 666. Never Gonna Let You Go - Sergio Mendes7. The Girl From Ipanema - Astrud Gilberto8. Who Needs Forever (Thievery Corporation remix) - Astrud Gilberto/Thievery

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They make fun yet I'm the one Attempting to do some good Or do you really want a neighborhood Where people piss on your stoop every night? Bohemia, Bohemia's A fallacy in your head This is Calcutta Bohemia is dead-- 'La vie Boheme' Turn right off East Village, and&nbsp;instead of reaching&nbsp;the Czech republic&nbsp;you'll arrive, via a literary shortcut,&nbsp;at Calcutta --&nbsp;&nbsp;or more

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Courtesy PG

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Return of the Flying Spaghetti Monster.RealTechNews blog featured an article about bacterial photographs created by bio-engineered E. Coli that produce a black pigment when NOT exposed to light and vice versa.And look what the bellyache bacteria have drawn for us! It's not "Take me to your leader". Or maybe it is?This diabolical daguerrotype was made at a Longhorn lab in collaboration with Chris

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News 8 Austin profiled my lab, the Wireless Networking and Communications Group at The University of Texas at Austin last night as part of a news story on the recent trend of increasing numbers of international engineering graduate students opting to return back to their home countries upon graduation.They interviewed fellow-labbie Aamir Hasan who cheers for the wrong side ;) in a cricket

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[This one is via SepiaMutiny]Pat Robertson has struck terror in the hearts of people in the little town of Dover, PA. Now that the debauchers in New Orleans and Houston have been appropriately chastised by God for dodging taxes, cheating on their wives and in general causing the sort of mayhem that would do any frat-house foam-party proud, the good folks of Dover know that Mr. Robertson does

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I got tagged to do this and I have to, despite me hate of compiling lists.7 things I want to do in this lifetime:1. Visit South America2. Write a novel3. Drive a Ferrari4. Say “I don’t think so, X!” where X is some head-of-state using my best Home Improvement voice.5. Go snorkelling in the Australian Bay.6. Create a foundation to end scientific ignorance.7. Own a smallish Monet.7 things I can do:

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"No I musn't," He tentatively eyed the soft white flesh that would give way like a&nbsp;warm sponge to the touch of his fingers. "Just one more." she eyed him coyly, sweat dripping past her forehead, her fists clenched nervously. "Beta, have another rosogolla. She made it specially for you. She cooks very well too."

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The little boy's eyes were the blue of the mountains and the skies beyond them. Of the sapphires that his mom sold. But&nbsp;the boatman who told these fantastic tales chose to taunt his prodigious nose. Now he's grown up and the boatman will take him across the lake to meet his bride to be.

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1000 unique reads.1000 unique reads Need I say more? Thank you gentle readers. More importantly, I thank everyone who has randomly arrived at this blog and decided it was not worth their time (and who can blame them?) but left their lasting impression in the form of a digital uptick on my Blogpatrol counter.'Whatever!', I say, and pop the celebratory bubbly.

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Nooooo she didn't say that! Toral Mehta played the religion card on tonight's episode of the Apprentice. While we all respect diversity, I am sure any other Indian-American would have called her bluff when she cited religious and cultural reasons for not being able to wriggle into a puffy cheesy outfit. Unfotunately, her recently appeased Gods did not come to her resuce at the Boardroom and the

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I spoke with my contact at the Department of Education over the weekend soon after the Sooner rout. To be fair, I called him up only to brag about the victory. Wilbur had graduated from OU with a degree in Physics a couple of years back and is now a minor underling of some sort at Secretary Margaret Spellings' office, so when he seemed incoherent over the line, I naturally put it down to denial.

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If eyes are windows to your soul, the eyes of the man facing him were shuttered and dark. Looking to either side he saw his comrades look back at him with the grim steel of their helmeted warfaces. As the sea of burnt orange screamed "Sooners Suck!" in unison, he felt less freshman and more man.

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When&nbsp;I arrived here, she was far past the midnight of her birth.She'd done it all these 33 years into ripe maturity. - teenage idealism, torrential adolescent squabbles with her siblings, romances with revolutionaries.&nbsp;Like her,&nbsp;we&nbsp;mid-life's children&nbsp;learnt the value of a stable bank balance and grew too wary to fall in love.&nbsp;

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