If the Pursuit of Happyness was heavy, simply put, this is heavier. I trust that every Will Smith movie is usually pretty interesting and almost certain to be good with the exception of Wild Wild West perhaps, which I'm glad I have never seen start to finish. Hancock - I haven't seen but going by the trailer, have a feeling it might make it to the list of exceptions.
The first two (technically three) were mimicked from the first pages of The Complete Sketching Book by John Hamilton. The last one is from real life - still life but real nevertheless :P
A very well-made movie of a pretty interesting plot. It shows just how far profits drive exploitation of the expendable. It won a bunch of awards, the reason why it ended up in my Netflix queue. Makes for serious viewing. Recommended.
I am not someone who cares much for conversation, let alone small talk. May be this is not such a good thing...
Here is my own no BS assessment of myself:
My attitude is to engage in a conversation on a strictly need-to-know basis. If I dont need to know, I don't really care. Likewise, if I dont say things if I don't think you need to know. Needless to say, the eliminates almost all there is to be said.
Once I have said a thing to someone, I dont find it appealling to say it again to someone else, unless there is a real need. I'd much rather not say anythinig at all, than repeat myself, even it is distinct in time and space
I don't quite see conversation as a means to entertain yourself - or others.
I prefer having a one-on-one with people than talking in a group. In a group, people usually end up talking crap and I tend to dis-engage. A one-one sort of feels more real and less shallow as I can better control where its going..
May be out of whack but I usually do better with women than with the guys
I lose interest in details, I like the bigger picture better
I often dont find it necessary to defend my views or opinions to anyone where it really doesnt matter and nothing almost :ever does.
I have been reflecting on this for a bit, and I think I need to acknowledge to myself that these are not all exactly the things to brag about.
You can influence others and have an impact only by engaging with people not just when situation demands that you do but at a hint of an oppurtunity. It is nice to know that you come off as friendly and warm to others. That is one way to leave something behind. I admire Gil for the way he engages everyone in what is almost a senseless chatter but nevertheless always entertaining.
The first step to fixing anything is to acknowledge that it needs fixing. And here is me coming out.
This is now proving to be one of those things, which I am not especially good at but I enjoy doing nevertheless. This one was sitting through one of Dan's several talks in Flagstaff that day, with the ever funny Gil sitting alongside!
Its mid-night - that time of the day when I will do whatever it takes to get away from breaking my head on the stupid cluster scheduler code that has become my pithy life - even if it means stooping to This!
I don't know if being punctual really qualifies as a quirk ( You obviously didn't look the word up :D), but I do think that 6 is demanding too much and I'll use it if I cant concoct anything more exciting than that..
Mid-night is also that time of the night, when I am pretty much done rambling. So, I wil get right to it:
I come to life when playing squash or tennis, and at other times, as someone who has seen both sides put it, I come off as a walking corpse.
In my absolutely-nothing-good-to-do-day-dreaming time, I am make up bizarre, dire situations in which I emerge as the savior - not exactly with super powers, but you get the picture?
At traffic stops, watching pedestrians walk across, there is an impulse sharply honk when they get right in front of me and a more evil impulse of ramming them down:)
Had having been around too many cats for too long, I routinely let out a loud shrill meow - It is also something I routinely use on chat to ping some.
I guess I do need that filler quirk after all.. I like being punctual and absolutely hate it when my time is not respected. I don't care too much if I'm given good notice and reason of someone running late, but hate to be kept waiting without knowing how much time I have to do something better.
I say I hate this, but I end up responding to such requests, because they acknowledge that I will hate it. I however make sure that I don't follow or post the rules and that it ends with me, so I don't end up looking, and more importantly feeling like a giant dork.
In retrospect, this has come out with me seeming a lot more serious than is the typical me. But I was giving this crap a thought and the everly profound what-the-hell had me!
Ek chhat ke tale ajnabi ho jaate hai rishtey bistar pe chaadaro se chhup so jaate hai rishtey dhunde se bhi iname nahi darmaayiyaan mile yeh kaisi bheed hai bass yahaan tanahaayiyaan mile
jisko bhi dekhiye woh adhura sa hai yahaan jaise kahin ho aur woh aadha rakha huwa ho jab jahaan jude wahi judaayiyaan mile yeh kaisi bheed bass yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile
ristey toh nahi rishton ki parchaayiyaan mile yeh kaisi bheed bass yahaan tanhaayiyaan mile
I feel like something inside of me just went off. This usually does happen when I see Roger Federer go down in a match. I didn't see this one, but to see the 6-4, 7-6 score for James Blake against Federer was enough to bring a lull of sadness. Federer, he who has never lost to this opponent in the 8 times that they had played before Beijing, was ousted. Nadal at the french, Nadal at Wimbledon, the rising Brit - Andy Murray, Karlovic, and now James Blake have all been able to get the better of him.
Why does it hurt a little? Is it the thought they have him figured out or the realization that like all good things, this too must come to an end. What perhaps intensifies the feeling is that when you admire someone in sports, its usually because you see yourself in them or at least you want to. And when you see pretty much anyone can knock him out now, you know that someday you too wont be as good as you once were.
Closed off from love I didn’t need the pain Once or twice was enough And it was all in vain Time starts to pass Before you know it you’re frozen
But something happened For the very first time with you My heart melts into the ground Found something true And everyone’s looking round Thinking I’m going crazy
But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open
Trying hard not to hear But they talk so loud Their piercing sounds fill my ears Try to fill me with doubt Yet I know that the goal Is to keep me from falling
But nothing’s greater Than the rush that comes with your embrace And in this world of loneliness I see your face Yet everyone around me Thinks that I’m going crazy, maybe, maybe
But I don’t care what they say
[Keep Bleeding lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]
I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I....
Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open
And it’s draining all of me Oh they find it hard to believe I’ll be wearing these scars For everyone to see
I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you They try to pull me away But they don’t know the truth My heart’s crippled by the vein That I keep on closing You cut me open and I....
Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love I keep bleeding I keep, keep bleeding love Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love You cut me open and I Keep bleeding Keep, keep bleeding love
Humidity is the amount of water vapor in the air. In daily language the term "humidity" is normally taken to mean relative humidity. Relative humidity is defined as the ratio of the partial pressure of water vapor in a parcel of air to the saturated vapor pressure of water vapor at a prescribed temperature.
High humidity makes people feel hotter outside in the summer because it reduces the effectiveness of sweating to cool the body by preventing the evaporation of perspiration from the skin.
The human body sheds heat by a combination of evaporation of perspiration, heat convection in the surrounding air, and thermal radiation. Under conditions of high humidity, the evaporation of sweat from the skin is decreased and the body's efforts to maintain an acceptable body temperature may be significantly impaired. Also, if the atmosphere is as warm as or warmer than the skin during times of high humidity, blood brought to the body surface cannot shed heat by conduction to the air, and a condition called hyperpyrexia results. With so much blood going to the external surface of the body, relatively less goes to the active muscles, the brain, and other internal organs. Physical strength declines and fatigue occurs sooner than it would otherwise. Alertness and mental capacity also may be affected. This resulting condition is called heat stroke or hyperthermia.
"I always wondered, when a butterfly leaves the safety of its cocoon, does it realize how beautiful it has become? Or does it still just see itself as a caterpillar?"
It was about 3 months back that I kicked myself for tossing my denim into the washing machine only to discover, after 3 wash cycles, that it had my iPod shuffle in it with the switch in the ON position. I have hated myself for doing that.
I had tried reviving it right after, after about a week and then again after about a month. The poor thing was gone for good. Just yesterday I discovered a crappy portable radio that was complimentary along with my purchase of an 8-pack can of tennis balls and it REALLY sucked which made me miss my iPod a little more.
So today, after 3 months since my blunder, I plug the thing again, and my heart skipped a beat when the freaking orange light came alive. It took a good 3 minutes for my comp to detect it though, but then Voila!!! - it came back to life.
Apple you do freaking rock - either that or I just don't understand the effects of water and detergent on electronics well enough to see it otherwise!
"The word "agoraphobia" is an English adaptation of the Greek words agora (αγορά) and phobos (φόβος), and literally translates to "a fear of the marketplace."
Agoraphobia is a condition where the sufferer becomes anxious in environments that are unfamiliar or where he or she perceives that they have little control. Triggers for this anxiety may include crowds, wide open spaces or traveling, even short distances. This anxiety is often compounded by a fear of social embarrassment, as the agoraphobic fears the onset of a panic attack and appearing distraught in public.[1]
Agoraphobics may experience panic attacks in situations where they feel trapped, insecure, out of control or too far from their personal comfort zone. In severe cases, an agoraphobic may be confined to his or her home. [2] Many people with agoraphobia are comfortable seeing visitors in a defined space they feel they can control. Such people may live for years without leaving their homes, while happily seeing visitors in and working from their personal safety zones. If the agoraphobic leaves his or her safety zone, they may experience a panic attack.
Causes and contributing factors
There are a number of factors that contribute to the development of agoraphobia. These factors include:[7]
I have about 4 months before I graduate and currently I ain't taking things as seriously as I should be. So to see if this psychological warfare works for me, began my quest for a way to put countdown clocks on my website and my desktop, which is where I Spend a lot of my time.
For my website I found a fairly simple looking and simple to use Java script code here.
Well, it wasnt enough for me to put it on the blog; I wanted it on my desktop also, staring at me, when I am doing crazy stuff - like this. So, another quick search led me to this - PhanTim3
Here is what it looks like, sitting on the upper-right corner:
It is pretty cool, with changeable skins, opacity control, always on top option.. only the Stick to desktop is not what I thought it was.. if I switch windows, it goes away from the desktop - i guess it gets minimised, but is hiddden; something for their forums I guess. Anyway, it is cool enough to use than make my own.
I am usually very willing to give any movie of Amitabh's a shot and this one also had Tabu in it - all the more reason to watch it. I like movies that do something to change the stupid society people live in (...yeah, 'people'; I doubt if I do :P - it exists if you think it exists!) and to change the whole thought process people exhibit. This movie did draw laughs pretty much all the way. There is a point though where it gets a little filmy, but hey if you are willing to accept its just gonna be there in every movie you see, it doesn't have to spoil the rest of it. Biggest plus - they don't sing or dance in the movie!
A lighting sparked off a wild brush fire at the Gila river Indian Reservation - this place is a little west of my home and I went up South Mountain (which is pretty much my backyard) to see the smoke rising from that wild fire. The fire has now been burning for about 3 days and is likely to continue for a few days more - as there are no settlements around it, it is a low priority here! 1200 acres burnt so far!!
View the complete story with the video of the fire here
Mix 96.9 the radio station that rocks in Phoenix. I finally went onto their website and was pleasantly surprised. You can see their radio playlist online, see what song is currently playing on the radio, listen to that song on your comp (if you are willing to tolerate the ads).. talked about a tightly integrated world!
Use the leading hip tip - by the time you get into the trophy pose, and the use your core muscles to pull the upper body.
Looks like you are already, but check if, from the point the racket drops down behind your back, you are bringing the racket up on edge(hammer like) and pronating before contact
At contact, the hand is angled to the side; try to keep it straight up.
Leaning too far forward into the court. Try to use your hieght and hit at the highest reach. The toss is still a little out in front, toss closer or position yourself to be closer to the ball
I was out on the tennis courts to get my serves on video once again to see how i was doing. And it so happened that I took most of them as portrait as opposed the the default landscape.
The .mov files that got generated of course were not auto corrected. So I began hunting for a software that might help me rotate each clip by 90 degrees.
I found Kodak EasyShare to do the job for me. It is freely available from the Kodak website for download and it worked for me.
At first it refused to rotate. But shutting it down and trying again did it for me.
Well this it what I call my new little player; well that and Mp3Grabber:p. A friend pointed me to the website musicbenz.com It has tons of old and new hindi mp3s and mp3s just sitting some place begging to be downloaded are just too tempting to pass on.
The thing is there isn't an easy way to selectively download these and it is too annoying to click on each link, see a file save dialog open and all that.. Sure, one could use wget, but it will download stuff without much discrimination. I have only so much disk space and sorting out mp3 later is something that never comes around. Its a good idea to filter at the source.
Well, so the only natural thing to do was to go on and create my own. I made it specific to this site, but plan to retro-fit interfaces a little later, to support just about any source.
When it comes to writing quick utilities, I always turn to my Visual Studio 2005 IDE that has been with me through time. So, it runs on Windows and needs the Microsoft .Net v2.0 installed and yeah, Windows Media Player too.
Parag suggested I put a screenshot. So, here goes:
Features in a nutshell are:
Play songs off the musicbenz.com site without downloading them with an option to shuffle
Adding all songs in a given web folder at that site. (See the Readme first)
Simply hit a button to download the song
Up to 3 simultaneous downloads ( 3 is a magic number that just seemed right)
Shows the songs you have already downloaded
Can queue songs for download
Playlist and download queues are saved and restored on application start up. Download will sort of resume.
Well it works as well as I want it to. I do find the need for a stop/pause button, but now I'm too lazy.
I cant remember when I had a sleepless night last. A night out IS different from a sleepless night.
Well, this was my own doing. Had several lessons from this.
Greed is bad - Trying to free up some space on your HD, will cause you to free up more space.
I now know the correct way of removing Linux from a dual boot system. I used Partition Magic to wipe out my Linux ext3 and swap space, but forgot that grub was still on and would screw up the booting process. Well, looks like fdisk isn't avaiable with XP. So get/make a Win98 boot disk and run fdisk /mbr from the boot disk. This serves to clear the initial loader and I think boots from the the root partition. This command leaves the partition table intact and this is what I deleted.
More lessons -
Don't monkey with the MBR when its past your bedtime.
Don't monkey with the MBR without patience.
Don't do anything with the MBR without knowing exactly what you are doing. Gong on a hunch can be make you regret things.
Create a backup file containing the MBR. I used MBRWizard that comes on a WINBUCD.
BUT, backing it up on the disk you are messing with will make you hate yourself later..I did too!
Well, after about 12 hours since my screw up, I was able to bring things back to being good. The savior - "TestDisk" - Comes with the knoppix live CD, but finally I used a separate windows download and boot of Win 98 discs with CD support and then used the testdisk utility.
Let it analyze the partitions, you will need to select the right active partition - the utility may not pick the right one by default, write the MBR to disk. This should restore your messed up partition table. To get rid of the boot loader, use the "Write MBR Code" of the utility. Doing this worked for me.
This is a rather shoddy howto - but I don't mean for it to be otherwise. If anything, its only to show that there is hope after all, even after you have just screwed up the MBR.
"Almost everything--all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure--these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
Yesterday, I was getting all nostalgic and watching several videos of ads, serials that used to air on TV like 20 years back. When talking about it with a friend today, what I have always wondered came back to me. Anything you want is out there. I just happen to view and collect, but for each video out there, there is someone going through a whole lot to get it, convert it into a form you tube will allow and upload it.
If you think about it, thats a lot of person-hours. People really have that much idle time with nothing to do. Yeah, I know, I am a king on that list too :P. SETI@Home is a project that is targeted at stealing the idle cycles of household computers over the internet to help analyze the several terabytes of data collected from all the space exploration being done. Imagine what good can come, if only we did that - treated people no different from computers and took away all the idle time!
"The nice part about being a pessimist is that you are constantly being either proven right or pleasantly surprised. " ~George F Will
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Not a post in the past 15 days... I like it when that happens, it means I am probably doing something! As I wait for my cluster's head node to finish its installation of the CentOS (for the second time in 2 days), I had nothing better to do than pay my blog a visit, to tell it that I am alive!
"Zindagi baddi honi chahiye, lambi nahi." "Hairaan hoon ki - wo maut pe has raha tha, ya zindagi pe?" "Maut ke dar se agar zinda rahna chod diye, to maut kise kahte hain?" "Humari kamzori jante ho kya hai? - Hum aane wale gum ko kheech taan ke, aaj ki khushi me le aate hain." "Marte marte chela guru ko sikha gaya - Dukh apne liye rakh, anand sab ke liye."
This is what is looks like in my backyard now. This is Phoenix, Arizona. Its not often that you get to see anything other than the clear blue sky. So when you see clouds as dark as these, it just seems so unearthly!! Its refreshing nevertheless. Something is royally screwed though. Day before, Flagstaff got 8 inches of snow. And two days after it rains here. This is mid May in Arizona, people!! .. Ah there I can see Al Gore - grinning, saying told you so!
Found exactly what I have been looking for. Its pretty interesting that anything you want, its already out there - music, videos, lyrics, *who* does all that!!
Getting my Bachelor's degree, did not really leave me with any sense of achievement. May be I had it easy, or may be I just didn't care, everyone around you, everyone you know is graduating, so whats the big deal?
Well, getting to the ceremony to see a friend graduate, made it seem like a big deal. The band with the Scottish piper and all, the students and the staff dressed in the traditional gowns and hats, a fairly packed arena, long speeches, big applauses, the several photo sessions afterward, all made it a big occasion. Each fall/spring, about 500 graduate from the engineering college at A.S.U. which isn't, too much really.
I don't know, but I still don't feel too strongly about my own graduation yet. It certainly is a milestone along the road - I know I would be glad at getting out of college, but would it be with the excitement of having graduated? Probably not. I'm on the fence on attending my own ceremony and pray it will be the fall of 2008. May be that ought to change it a little; if it doesn't then I freaking just don't care :P
This was just too good, and this being in China, brings a little surprise with it.. I admire the artist behind it and also the town or whatever for installing it - and I would think these women didn't know what they were getting into :)
Well, you know what's exciting - when you stumble upon a hilarious video when you weren't even looking for it. Now a friend pushed a link to "Pehli Nazar Mein - Atif Aslam" and when I loook to the videos in the related section - there it was!
I have been following Barack and Hilary's race for the democratic nomination quite closely and it made it all the more funny. It has been a while since I have found something that made me laugh my ass off. The content may or may not be office-safe.
I saw this pigeon take shelter in the shade for quite a few minutes. That got me wondering - How does it figure its better in the shade? Does it know why? Did it just happen to experience that it was better in the shade or did it know already and went looking for it? Does it make a note for next time to go directly to the shade?
Have you ever thought what it would be like to be an pigeon, a cat , some other animal for just a bit? To experience what goes thorough its head, to see the world through its eyes? I do that all the time.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of '97... wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don't be reckless with other people's hearts, don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don't waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long, and in the end, it's only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don't.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you'll miss them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else's. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance.
Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.
Ever wondered how many movies there are out there? Well, scavenging through the used DVDs section at F.Y.E, I was struck by the countless movies that have been made. Likewise, countless books get written, songs get made, paintings and sketches are made - each in some way unique, each in some way special. It is simply amazing that there are no limits to the creativity within the collective us.
This is not a typical me. But I was tagged by Parag and I guess playing along wont hurt... much. So, dude, this one is because its you :P
1. Last movie you saw in a theater? Street kings - I was hoping this would be a rather Speed like action movie; but instead found it to be quite an intense action movie. It was good though, Just not the fun filled mindless action.
2. What book are you reading? The catcher in the rye. Had 'The world is flat' going on for sometime on the side. But its been put down for sometime now.
3. Favorite board game? As a kid, I agree with the guy who has kind of had me into writing this post. Business was a fun board game. I remember how thin the notes were. So me and my sis had cut out chart paper as backing for those notes. Had it a for long time.
4. Favorite magazine? Duh. No brainer - Playboy of course.
5. Favorite smells? Smell of a rose. Smell of water hitting the dry soil.
6. Favorite sounds? The sound of the breeze in the leaves of the trees... hey, that rhymes!!
7. Worst feeling in the world? To feel useless.
8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up? Damn, its 8:30!
9. Favorite fast food place? Now its Subway. Used to be Quiznos until last semester.
10. Future child’s name? I live in the moment.
11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d….?” call it quits and go on a road trip in each continent.
12. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? I used to sleep with live cats back home.
13. Storms - cool or scary? Depends where I am at - me witnessing the storm should be cool; me in it, I can't be too sure. Well, check with me in 6 months.
14. Favorite drink? Used to be coffee back home in Pune. Now its orange juice; but I think I just moved on Coors' Light.
15. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would….”? Play tennis all day.
16. Do you eat the stems on broccoli? Please tell me there is something to this question. No I don't.
17. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice? Black, with streaks of red. Looks great on some gals. How bad can it get on me, I wonder.
18. Name all the different cities/towns you’ve lived in? Pune, Tempe, Phoenix - noting living is different from visiting :P
19. Favorite sports to watch? Tennis. Can still watch cricket, football, pool, bowling, basketball..ah pretty much any sport. I don't find watching Golf or poker too horribly exciting though. Otherwise pretty much a sports junkie without the trivia. 20. One nice thing about the person who sent this to you? I'm still thinking..
21. What’s under your bed? Nothing interesting. 22. Would you like to be born as yourself again? You bet. May be with wings though.
23. Morning person, or night owl? Really up to me and my interest and the need of the hour. I have a history of 14 night outs in a row and also of getting up at 3 during PLs. 24. Over easy, or sunny side up? Dunno whatchya saying.
25. Favorite place to relax? Any place out and removed from things man-made.
26. Favorite pie? I think the only one Ive had is the one with the different berries in it.
27. Favorite ice cream flavor? I don't like ice-cream ! Would trade one for a can of Coke every time.
28. Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first? The stupidity ends here :D
I have been thinking of having a go at sketching for a few days now. Reading my cartoons each morning, Garfield was the natural first choice. For starters, one from today's strip on my yahoo, onto the back of a visiting card.
Year 2007, ASU Olympics, Tennis: Number of participants 3, I finished 3rd. Year 2008, ASU Olympics, Tennis: Number of participants 4 - but this time I finished 2nd, I won a set and it sure felt good. It was nice of the organizing 'Coalition of International Students' to award these medals; Its good to have something to remember things by.
Its not often that I play a regular game of tennis. I always prefer to just hit - it has always just been about improving strokeplay and pretty much going on without a goal, with getting better being the only motivation. I have come to believe it is important to play competitive tennis; it can still be fun. This is one of those things I find different in the way Americans approach the game and the way I have seen others play - no matter what the skill level, playing a game with rules and scores is something they just have to do.
Playing with scores, and more so in what was a tournament, showed me just how different the same thing could get. I wasn't half as good. Most of the game was getting played just in my head than on the court. With every swing I know, it needs to go in. The fear of losing a point, makes me not want to go for those winners, I would go for when I'm just hitting. I would be content at pushing the ball into play and keep alive in the point. I felt elated, when I knew I was going to win my first set. I was able to put that aside and just play through the final game. In my second match, I could feel the dismay, when I knew the set was out of my reach; I got myself to forget that and get back in the game until it was really over.
This was not the US Open; it was just four guys, who decided to show up. I cannot even begin to imagine how guys like Federer feel when playing for so much more and with so many eyes on them. While the scale of that I may never know, I surely tasted the spirit in which they play the game.
The week comes, and the week goes, What happens within, I never know, Time, so lost it seems, Time, so lost is me.
While I may or nay, It shall never lay, As hours turn into many a day, For never is it for here to stay, As the sun rises, as the night grows, A week comes and a week goes.
Heard it a few times on the radio. I like how it sounds.
Oh I had alot to say Was thinking on my time away I miss you and things weren't the same 'Cause everything inside it never comes out right And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.
I'm sorry i'm bad, i'm sorry i'm blue I'm sorry about all the things I said to you And I know I can't take it back I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby the way you make my world go 'round And I just wanted to say i'm sorry.
This time I think i'm to blame It's harder to get through the days We get older and blame turns to shame 'Cause everything inside it never comes out right And when I see you cry it makes me wanna die.
I'm sorry i'm bad, i'm sorry i'm blue I'm sorry about all the things I said to you And I know I can't take it back I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby the way you make my world go 'round And I just wanted to say i'm sorry.
Every single day I think about how we came all this way The sleepless nights and the tears you cried It's never too late to make it right Oh yeah Sorry!
I'm sorry i'm bad, i'm sorry i'm blue I'm sorry about all the things I said to you And I know I can't take it back I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds And baby the way you make my world go 'round And I just wanted to say i'm sorry. I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry.