Did some cool html nonsense and put a google search bar right on top. Seems like the computer industry is constantly coming up with nefarious ways and means to take over my life. First it was windows that more or less refuses to do my bidding till it's whipped into a no-frills shape (a lot like Air Deccan except that they don't do your bidding in any case). Now it's google. My reasonable computer-illiterate dad decided one day to download a sudoku package. He now has the paper all to himself by the way but still he downloaded it. Now he's depressed that there are people in the world who can solve a level 5 puzzle in one fourth the time he can...
But that's not the story. Turns out that along with the game I get Google Desktop Search Bar Free!! This nifty little thing goes through the entire computer and catalogs all there is for easy search and retrieval. SUICIDE. Got rid of the damn thing in no time. Incidentally blogger.com is a google initiative I think.
Saw the new Amul billboard (the one just beyond Vellara Junction). There's something to those ads. Simple and yet the funniest ever. This one showed a crashing graph and 'Nonsensex. Amul the Safe Investment.'
Was wondering about why we like certain kinds of music or food or whatever. And almost everything can be split into classical and pop. We all start off liking pop. Be it Destiny's Child, the Pussycat Dolls or the new Shakira song. Be it a double cheese burger, fries or even chaat. Then we gravitate at some time in our lives to what we really are deep down inside. Vethakozhambu or Avakkai and everybody from Mozart to Muthuswamy. But then again it's a random thought primarily brought about by this horrible taste in my mouth resulting from (again) dad's extreme intelligence.
For many years we had a water filter. You know the usual candle filter ones that needed to be dismantled every once in a while and sandpapered to remove a film of algae or whatever that grew into them. Then as technology caught up with him (about five years after it catches up with everyone else... Incidentally he can be the Nokia poster-boy for user-friendliness. He's coming to terms with T9 now.) He bought one of those cool wall-hanging power-consuming devices that, due to the well known fact that electricity and water don't mix, shorted out in a week. Thank you, lord, since that awful sound it made was just about driving me to short it out myself. All the neighbours would know when water was being filled at home. It was just short of expecting a queue in front of the door with people lined up with bottles going, "Since you're filling anyway how about..."
So we went back to the medieval ages where water would be filled in this huge steel vessel and boiled till it... well boiled. And the cooled and drunk etc etc. Till one day I pulled a major con and convinced the higher authorities to invest in a swanky new filter. Sleek, made of newer composites and biofilters and whatnot AND an instruction manual. But the man in charge shrugs it all off ("an instrution manual for a water-filter? are you joking") and puts it together and pours in the water and and hour later (lo and behold) we have potable water.
That tastes like molten plastic.
The manual on closer perusal says - wash all components before installation. Soak filters in warm water for half an hour prior to usage. Discard the first filtrate, wash the device and refill. THEN drink.
I think I'm going to be sick.
