Welcome to ‘07… looks just like ‘06
My first blog of the New Year. Everything looks all fresh and dewy, and the horizon teems with endless possibilities. No no.. wait a minute. Everything is just the same. The same tired ol’ work, the same boring ol’ friends (um except YOU, of course), and even the same tired shows on TV.
Where are the Jetson style air cars, the refrigerators which were supposed to stock up automatically, and the (ahem) pleasure bots? No, our cars still need wheels, and the other day I told my fridge to make me a grilled cheese sandwich, but it just sat there and hummed at me. And don’t even get me started on the pleasure bots. No, the only thing different is that on New Year’s Eve, my jaw started to ache like anything. Turns out my wisdom tooth is coming out. I was all excited then, eager for my dormant ‘wisdom’ to kick in, much like the bulb which goes on above Sylvester’s head when a new idea to grab Tweety strikes him. I’m still waiting for that wisdom; I hear its a really useful thing to have…
The readership of this blog is growing, so I must be careful about what I write. So I never write about work, or relations, or my sex life (though to be fair, that would be a very boring blog). So I just ramble on.
I have readers who rarely comment on the blog itself, though I do get mail. However, when I do get a comment it’s usually a doozy. Take for instance the comment on my post dated 23rd Nov where I had gone on about jewellery and the colour pink and the strange unholy hold it has on people with the XX chromosome.
Anonymous said
" Thats all u ...And U have not changed at all..."
The comment is obscure, and I may be way off here, but it seems to convey general disapproval and I get the impression that this is a girl we're talking about. I do apologise for bruised egos and sentiment, but my posts are all a farce. My blog is exactly about what it says in the title – MY distorted view of reality. Even though I do try not to spin stories out of thin air, I exaggerate a lot in order to squeeze out the maximum amount of humor from what would be an otherwise humdrum sequence of events. Nothing I say should ever be taken seriously . I blather and spew, and if I can, at most, provoke a chuckle, then I have achieved exactly what I was trying to accomplish.
But I do admit, I really have not changed at all. In the rare occasions I have had to change, I try to first build up a carefully crafted rut and then settle in it. Unlike the meeces in ‘Who moved my cheese’ I resist change with all the resources available to me, and I will only leave my rut if I am dragged, kicking and screaming, from it. BTW, have any of you read ‘Who moved my cheese?’. I found it to be the most absurd collection of psychobabble ever. If ever a three year old was having trouble adapting to change, I might recommend this book to him.
Getting back on track; even better was this comment I received a few days back.
Anonymous says
"Hey I think your blog is Cool , I am single and waiting for a guy like you, Wanna exchange the numbers? Scrap ur number as a reply to this .... I will give u a call Hotty..."
See, I knew having this blog would pay off big time one day. My strategy of never posting my picture has finally paid off. Not that I’m ugly or anything. Its just that ever since I had to do the Heimlich on a girl who was choking on her food coz she was laughing so hard when I asked her out, I’ve been a teeny weeny bit self conscious. Well, I’m vindicated now; apparently I’m haawwt. I only hope that the person who posted this is a girl.
Heh, okay so I'll bite. Who are you Miss (oh pls pls pls be a Miss) Anonymous? Am I really supposed to believe you're not one of my juvenile friends, trying to play this prehistorically old trick on me (heh, remind me to tell you guys about the stuff I've pulled on my friends later.. those poor saps). OMG and if this is not a prank... I'm so so so sorry.
So whats up with new year resolutions, huh? Does anyone actually expect anyone to improve themselves just because the old calendar doesn't work any more? Of course, in my case obviously there is no room for improvement, I am already at the pinnacle of perfection. I have resolved, however, to get acquainted with this animal they call work. After my wisdom tooth comes out, of course. Let me know your new year resolutions, so I can laugh at you.Well, I'm off on a three day trip to a hill station/wildlife preserve called Munnar, and apparently they don't have a very good internet connectivity. It'll be cool just like the days when triceratops roamed the earth. So if I don't post regularly for some time, you know the reason why. Yes, I know I don't post regularity anyways, but now I have an excuse.Well, hang loose kids, and enjoy your new year while you can (before I take over the world, and make you all my slaves, that is). Buh bye my babies.
