Breathing multiple sighs of relief and mild to moderate joy for just as many reasons. Got home in the crashing rain in one piece as did the car... the blog hasn't turned into a bulletin board or an angst venting space no matter what certain people think and say... I'm not wet.
Sipping the current poison - Appy fizz. Carbonated apple juice is a nice trip. With vodka it's a nicer trip but that is not my fate. At least not this night.
Saw some living mutton advert rooting for the england soccer team and realised that the madness has begun. Or it had many rains ago and I just didn't notice. It's amazing how kids will play whichever game that has a world cup happening with equal enthusiasm every year. The only thing I haven't seen is steeple chase or floor gymnastics every leap year.... with hopefully good reason. The steeple chase is scary. Run some mini marathon then negotiate a hurdle to land in some ditch water. Sounds like a day in some BMP ignored parts of the city. Turns out that in history this equine endeavour got converted to initially man versus horse, then man versus man, then kenyan versus man. What is with every famine, HIV and civil war ravaged country in africa getting at least two medals every olympics? While our nation of a billion with great difficulty produces an army guy who can shoot straight. Now that I have an issue with. Thought all the people in the army could shoot straight... or at least should be able to... or at least that should be a reason for staying in the army. What is scarier than a man with a gun who can't shoot straight? May be a trigger-happy one...
Orkut is a new source of enjoyment. Yeah you meet old friends and if you're mildly nuts and feminine and you have a picture up expect the occasional 'fraandship' msg. But what drove me nuts today was a community that worshipped not some temple of eternal cocaine abuse (which is the poison of the day in certain civilisations) but forum. the single largest cause of traffic causing erstwhile posh Koramangala to become a commuter's nightmare. Doesn't help that it's size and popularity(for lack of a thesaurus) have made it a convenient landmark for every tourist who drops by. "Do you know forum? lets meet there..." and all I can do is invect under my breath and politely agree. But despite the saturday afternoon traffic didn't really have a bad time this evening there for two reasons. God, who intervened in my otherwise interference free existence to give me parking space withing 30 seconds; and the dessert counter at Transit (aptly named Indulge) has a chocolate fondue that looked a little like this... well a little smaller. Gives the options (at a surprisingly reasonable rate) of wafers, Little Hearts or Marshmallows (ta da!) to dip in. One word. Sinful. Worth every ounce of frustration that it took to get there and back. and gave rise to the thought that may be if we got rid of 90% of the people at forum, it just might have been a nice place to visit.
So it rained like there would be no tomorrow on the way back. All warm in the car I trawled along at some abysmally slow pace till like I mentioned earlier I got home. But not before some funny thing happened to me on my way home. Someone ran into my car. Now before you ask how that's amusing considering I've been accused of liking her more than anyone else in my life, you have to realise that he actually RAN into the car. not headlong but enough to initially make me want to get out and yell at whatever bumped into me but a quick look at the rear view got me not so quietly amused.
Miss America's on star world. after what happened to vanessa williams I think I'll take a look...
