When I need to know the latest trends in IT, I have dime a dozen web sites that offer the hottest news right from the mouths of the inventor(?).
But what about other fields..like physics/chemisty/pharmacy..where can I search for the latest news on these fields?
wondering..
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Saturday, August 26, 2006
in need of a Lawyer
How many times have you felt miserable after taking your hair cut? I am asking this to both men and women out there. Agreed, men out there really dont' bother too much about the new hair cut. If it had turned out to be their worst nightmare, they just wear a cap for couple of weeks with all their outfits. This continues till hair eventually grows back into its old self.
As for women, it is just not that simple. All we might need is just some trimming of the bangs. For the ignorant/innocent, bangs is the lock of hair that falls on face that looks very chic and is as uncomfortable to maintain.
Now the naive me went in for just this. Simple and straightforward. I showed her my old picture and some other similar ones from "her handbook". I explained to her how much to cut, when to stop. She reassured me and oh heavens, I fell for that!
First half of the time undert the stylist's scissors, I opened my eyes and tried to help her. I slowly realized that she either wasn't listening or had no clue what she was doing. All I could then do in the second half was just close my eyes to the horror. On opening my eyes, I looked in the mirror. Someone I once knew was looking back at me. There was absolutely nothing I could do about the situation. Stylist apologized and offer to better my "style"(?!!). I was only more terrified about going back there.
So, I walked out..strongly resolving never to walk back in again. The thing is, I need a lawyer..a lawyer who can fight for crimes committed against innocent women like me. I showed her pics, gave her all my complete requirements. If she couldn't do it, she should have jolly well declined the service. She nodded as though she clearly understood what needs to be done, as if she was confident about the style. Yet, she destroyed it all. At the end of it, the client/customer is the one who is totally helpless.
I will be spending the rest of my time under caps, head covers, bandanas, bobby pins, hair bands..and my struggle would all go unnoticed. the thing is, I need a lawyer..
As for women, it is just not that simple. All we might need is just some trimming of the bangs. For the ignorant/innocent, bangs is the lock of hair that falls on face that looks very chic and is as uncomfortable to maintain.
Now the naive me went in for just this. Simple and straightforward. I showed her my old picture and some other similar ones from "her handbook". I explained to her how much to cut, when to stop. She reassured me and oh heavens, I fell for that!
First half of the time undert the stylist's scissors, I opened my eyes and tried to help her. I slowly realized that she either wasn't listening or had no clue what she was doing. All I could then do in the second half was just close my eyes to the horror. On opening my eyes, I looked in the mirror. Someone I once knew was looking back at me. There was absolutely nothing I could do about the situation. Stylist apologized and offer to better my "style"(?!!). I was only more terrified about going back there.
So, I walked out..strongly resolving never to walk back in again. The thing is, I need a lawyer..a lawyer who can fight for crimes committed against innocent women like me. I showed her pics, gave her all my complete requirements. If she couldn't do it, she should have jolly well declined the service. She nodded as though she clearly understood what needs to be done, as if she was confident about the style. Yet, she destroyed it all. At the end of it, the client/customer is the one who is totally helpless.
I will be spending the rest of my time under caps, head covers, bandanas, bobby pins, hair bands..and my struggle would all go unnoticed. the thing is, I need a lawyer..
Bloogle?
Did I just log into Blogger using Google a/c? What are these guys doing? Like I had predicted, I am afraid they are turning into a 'portal' of services. I am willing to bet on anything that blogger will start providing blogging services for users of the social networking website: Orkut.com
That was one thing that was missing from Orkut and was available in Friendster as well as Yahoo!360..lets wait and act surprised..
That was one thing that was missing from Orkut and was available in Friendster as well as Yahoo!360..lets wait and act surprised..
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Newspaper neatness
There are certain things I would never be able to stand, and an improperly folded newspaper goes right on top of the list. It is not so much the paper itself, but rather the form and fashion in which it is delivered.There is nothing that goes better with a lovely continental breakfast than a crisp, well folded, hot off the press newspaper.
On this particularly perky saturday morning, B and myself decided to challenge ourselves with a run uphill followed by a quiet breakfast around Little Italy.
After finally picking a place (amongst the gazillion other options, each of a min. 45 min wait) we settled down and decided what to eat and treat ourselves with. I wished to delight my tingling brain cells with some news right off the press and got to the paperstand when I saw the depravity of the situation.
Behold, right in front of me, laying innocuously were atleast 5 copies of the day's chronicle and to my horror, were completely out of control. Each paper had no clue where its other supplements were.
I tried to ignore the mess around and grabbed one copy and headed back. I managed to hold my composure for sometime....simply sat, smiled and waited for my brunch to arrive. I was trying hard to forget the nagging feeling in my head abt these unruly copies of the paper. Brunch arrived while both of us were soaked in the bits of newspapers left with us. I think somewhere between the distracting taste of the pancakes and the scratching noise of the dogs outside that my attention diverted to the rest of the stack in the basket.
Now, I firmly believe that it is utterly rude of people to mess up the order of newspapers after reading them. Quite simply, when you invite guests over, I am pretty sure you would half expect them to rearrange things around in your house(mebbe I should call it mess) and leave. It is that simple. At bruncheries(you can thank me later for coining this term), the somewhat similar act with newspapers is just not acceptable. Newspapers are a part of the whole eating experience, especially on lovely weekend mornings. Shame on the people who take the pleasure out of this petty little thing(ironically, this petty little thing inspired this entire blog!).
Newspaper reading is like eating a bar of ____________ (fill it with a delight of your choice). You just can't eat half of it. The complete satisfaction comes in finishing the whole piece in one shot. Or may be it is like watching a movie. You need to have the scenes following the right order and you need to watch it in one sitting. Straight forward, ain't it? How do people miss this point, it is amazing to me..
Well, anyway, coming back to where I was, I did try. Went over to the basket and tried to put the newspapers back together in a form that was readable (much to B's horror and embarassment). It was simply not appreciated. Some scorned, others just requested copies of "just the supplements" of the papers I was trying to put together. My mission was failing. I had to accept it and sheepishly walked the remaining copies back to basket. The waitress just smiled (or was it smirked) at me..So much so for newspaper neatness.
On this particularly perky saturday morning, B and myself decided to challenge ourselves with a run uphill followed by a quiet breakfast around Little Italy.
After finally picking a place (amongst the gazillion other options, each of a min. 45 min wait) we settled down and decided what to eat and treat ourselves with. I wished to delight my tingling brain cells with some news right off the press and got to the paperstand when I saw the depravity of the situation.
Behold, right in front of me, laying innocuously were atleast 5 copies of the day's chronicle and to my horror, were completely out of control. Each paper had no clue where its other supplements were.
I tried to ignore the mess around and grabbed one copy and headed back. I managed to hold my composure for sometime....simply sat, smiled and waited for my brunch to arrive. I was trying hard to forget the nagging feeling in my head abt these unruly copies of the paper. Brunch arrived while both of us were soaked in the bits of newspapers left with us. I think somewhere between the distracting taste of the pancakes and the scratching noise of the dogs outside that my attention diverted to the rest of the stack in the basket.
Now, I firmly believe that it is utterly rude of people to mess up the order of newspapers after reading them. Quite simply, when you invite guests over, I am pretty sure you would half expect them to rearrange things around in your house(mebbe I should call it mess) and leave. It is that simple. At bruncheries(you can thank me later for coining this term), the somewhat similar act with newspapers is just not acceptable. Newspapers are a part of the whole eating experience, especially on lovely weekend mornings. Shame on the people who take the pleasure out of this petty little thing(ironically, this petty little thing inspired this entire blog!).
Newspaper reading is like eating a bar of ____________ (fill it with a delight of your choice). You just can't eat half of it. The complete satisfaction comes in finishing the whole piece in one shot. Or may be it is like watching a movie. You need to have the scenes following the right order and you need to watch it in one sitting. Straight forward, ain't it? How do people miss this point, it is amazing to me..
Well, anyway, coming back to where I was, I did try. Went over to the basket and tried to put the newspapers back together in a form that was readable (much to B's horror and embarassment). It was simply not appreciated. Some scorned, others just requested copies of "just the supplements" of the papers I was trying to put together. My mission was failing. I had to accept it and sheepishly walked the remaining copies back to basket. The waitress just smiled (or was it smirked) at me..So much so for newspaper neatness.
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Go green
I realize that the government is trying to get us to think more eco-friendly, more green. But today was one of the weirdest days for this thought. Bad enough, I was driving a green Pontiac, which was constantly followed by another green Pontiac. Then there was a green BMW, a green Civic, a green Volkswagen. To top it all, my friend showed up in her green Corolla!
hmm..Weird
hmm..Weird
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Avani avittam
For all those souls who like me are wondering what to cook on this day:
http://www.panchangam.com/recipe/001.htm
Google rocks! I'll post more details later. Just somethings I learnt about this festival.
And oh, I managed to cook tons for this day. I made Idlis(well, not totally as soft as a flower), coconut chutney to go along, some vadai (a salty version of a donut), some appam (dumpling mixed with bananas), mor kuzhambu, potato roast and of course, rice. My better half was one of the happiest people on the planet last evening. :) Felt good to be a home maker type (is it type A or type B?)
ps: I missed ..I made payasam also (a version of riz au lait)
http://www.panchangam.com/recipe/001.htm
Google rocks! I'll post more details later. Just somethings I learnt about this festival.
And oh, I managed to cook tons for this day. I made Idlis(well, not totally as soft as a flower), coconut chutney to go along, some vadai (a salty version of a donut), some appam (dumpling mixed with bananas), mor kuzhambu, potato roast and of course, rice. My better half was one of the happiest people on the planet last evening. :) Felt good to be a home maker type (is it type A or type B?)
ps: I missed ..I made payasam also (a version of riz au lait)
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Vegetarian food and Lunch Meetings
What is with this deal of inviting you for a lunch meeting and making absolutely no accomodation to your dietary needs? I have been into more than one business meeting where they specifically schedule it during lunch and have gazillion options of meat to eat. I mean, seriously, you snatch away the only hour I have during the work day to relax a bit. And on top of that, you serve me food I really can't touch. What sense does that make?
With more and more people choosing to be vegetarian when presented with a choice, I simply dont understand how one can be completely oblivious to this way of life. So there I am, sitting in a meeting, in a time that I am totally against meetings, and with everyone around me munching their food while I type out this blog. :). I am not saying you need to get a list of likes and dislikes in food from everyone attending the meeting before you order food. But atleast when you think about ordering 3 turkey, 3 chicken, 3 ham sandwiches, you can afford to think of adding couple of vegetarian in the list.
Usually, when I go to a completely and strictly meat place, I have a choice of salads which I turn into an entree too. The irony of this situation is that even the salads (all of them..I mean, each and every one of them) had chicken or tuna in it. And it is not everyone who is comfortable "picking" the pieces of meat out of the salad and considering it veggie and happily consuming it down.
One of the nicer women in the group offered me cookies for lunch, but for some sane reason, I was not in a mood for cookies.
I am beginning to wonder if my repulsion to the whole idea is the lack of vegetarian food or the whole concept of "lunch meetings". For me, lunch is one hour where I try to slip away and do something that I enjoy. I might not be even hungy, but I like to just get out of my desk. I like to the cafe and watch people. It is very interesting to observe people walking in to the cafe, analysing the different options they have, some impatience while waiting for the food. I enjoy the chit chat with my colleagues, giggle or laugh about the insanities in life/work, discuss politics (world or work) and in general, it is my personal hour in a work day. Stealing that hour away makes me very uncomfortable and I doubt if my mind works as sharp as it should for a meeting. :).
May be it is the "french side" of me, but I am just not happy with the whole concept!
With more and more people choosing to be vegetarian when presented with a choice, I simply dont understand how one can be completely oblivious to this way of life. So there I am, sitting in a meeting, in a time that I am totally against meetings, and with everyone around me munching their food while I type out this blog. :). I am not saying you need to get a list of likes and dislikes in food from everyone attending the meeting before you order food. But atleast when you think about ordering 3 turkey, 3 chicken, 3 ham sandwiches, you can afford to think of adding couple of vegetarian in the list.
Usually, when I go to a completely and strictly meat place, I have a choice of salads which I turn into an entree too. The irony of this situation is that even the salads (all of them..I mean, each and every one of them) had chicken or tuna in it. And it is not everyone who is comfortable "picking" the pieces of meat out of the salad and considering it veggie and happily consuming it down.
One of the nicer women in the group offered me cookies for lunch, but for some sane reason, I was not in a mood for cookies.
I am beginning to wonder if my repulsion to the whole idea is the lack of vegetarian food or the whole concept of "lunch meetings". For me, lunch is one hour where I try to slip away and do something that I enjoy. I might not be even hungy, but I like to just get out of my desk. I like to the cafe and watch people. It is very interesting to observe people walking in to the cafe, analysing the different options they have, some impatience while waiting for the food. I enjoy the chit chat with my colleagues, giggle or laugh about the insanities in life/work, discuss politics (world or work) and in general, it is my personal hour in a work day. Stealing that hour away makes me very uncomfortable and I doubt if my mind works as sharp as it should for a meeting. :).
May be it is the "french side" of me, but I am just not happy with the whole concept!