The band Radiohead invited all it's fans to remix the song "Nude" from one of their previous albums. James Houston, from i don't know where, came up with this remix which literally is Electronic Remix. He remixed the song using printers, modems and oscilloscopes. It's actually uber cool except for the first 10 seconds where the screeching seems like forever. But yes, go ahead , watch it. Presenting James Houston, Nude !!! :P
Monday, June 30, 2008
Playlist !!!
The lonely soul i am here in Bangalore, i get these weird ideas . Next in the pipeline is an extremely interesting thing i want to do . Create a funky play list where Shankarabharanam logically follows a System of a Down, where Ilayaraja meets BEP, Corrs have a tryst with DDLJ and where MS Subbalakshmi is on a musical honeymoon with Bono. The kind of play list you can play and let the musical tide take you to the Bay of bliss !!!
I am trying different songs at my place and my house-owner who's generally very co-opertive except in subjects relating to playing Godsmack at 3 in the morning might complain. But i couldn't care less.
I am trying different songs at my place and my house-owner who's generally very co-opertive except in subjects relating to playing Godsmack at 3 in the morning might complain. But i couldn't care less.
Moment of the day !!!
The office has moved to a new building and so needed to know where the office parking was. Asked someone in the building who looked like a security guard.
I: "Boss!! office parking kahan hain? "
He: "No No No. This is actually MG Road"
WTF??
I: "Boss!! office parking kahan hain? "
He: "No No No. This is actually MG Road"
WTF??
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Lovely !!!
It's a lovely morning after Spain were crowned Euro Champions yesterday night. So lovely that i happened to come across this lovely institute of education while googling for something "lovely". "Lovely Professional University ". Go check out the link. Lovely indeed !!!
Did i hear someone saying "WTF" ???
Did i hear someone saying "WTF" ???
Friday, June 27, 2008
Ambu and Deepu
Yesterday , close friend Deepu who works for pagalguy.com and is the guy behind 'single handedly making sense of the behemoth of data ' to roll out the Indian B-school rankings called me up to do an article on 'The 10 best porn movies in recent times '. The helpful guy he was at college i couldn't say 'No' but i did.
'No! dood. Really out of sorts these days'
'Cool. Make sure you do it by sunday. Ok'
'Sorry hero! Just not possible'
'Bugger! Include that Shakila one we watched too'
'Hahaha!! The one we saw in our underpants??. But i can't do the article baap. Seriously'
'Ok. 450 words will do and don't tell anyone. By Sunday'
and he was gone.
I sat down to write something when i realised i needed to install Office on my PC. Every time i need to feel embarrassed i just have to deal with something remotely technical.I hate these software keys, pin codes, pan card numbers and the likes. What the heck!!! They are like 20 characters long .I don't understand the intention of people behind these cryptic keys. Do they think they will have to cater to 99 billion people that they have such long passwords?
So i call up my colleague in office, Ambu, who's really impressive when it comes to technology in general and cameras in particular. He absolutely adores photographs. By the most conservative of estimates, he's supposed to have clicked 4621 pics of his own. He's so obsessed that these days he puts his head into the laser printer every time he passes by it. I make it a point to pull him aside or distract him by performing some kind of booty-dance.
But Ambu is real smart , must tell you. He probably is the only one in the company who understands the term 'customer delight'. So much so that he insists upon writing 'India' after Bangalore in the mail signatures. He says it saves the client the pain of googling where Bangalore is. This in spite of one client complaining about Ambu , saying, Ambu walked like he realised he should have gone to the toilet before leaving for office.
Ambu was a great booze-mate but now that i quit boozing, i'll miss the fun. What i miss about alcohol the most is what i do after 6 pints of Budweiser. Booty-dancing and snake-dancing to 'Kaho na pyaar hai'!!!
Enough said about Ambu and Deepu. Now i need to go compose that article.But before i go and before you think am a technical illiterate let me leave you with some trivia.
Technically a R-L-C circuit which looks like the image below, if i remember correctly works as a and pass filter.But the image below has more to it than just a filter. Counter strike buffs might have "sprayed" something similar while gaming. Connect the image to something that turns up repeatedly in popular culture, in many different contexts.
Answer : "Kilroy was here"
To know more : "Wikipedia" , "Legends"
'No! dood. Really out of sorts these days'
'Cool. Make sure you do it by sunday. Ok'
'Sorry hero! Just not possible'
'Bugger! Include that Shakila one we watched too'
'Hahaha!! The one we saw in our underpants??. But i can't do the article baap. Seriously'
'Ok. 450 words will do and don't tell anyone. By Sunday'
and he was gone.
I sat down to write something when i realised i needed to install Office on my PC. Every time i need to feel embarrassed i just have to deal with something remotely technical.I hate these software keys, pin codes, pan card numbers and the likes. What the heck!!! They are like 20 characters long .I don't understand the intention of people behind these cryptic keys. Do they think they will have to cater to 99 billion people that they have such long passwords?
So i call up my colleague in office, Ambu, who's really impressive when it comes to technology in general and cameras in particular. He absolutely adores photographs. By the most conservative of estimates, he's supposed to have clicked 4621 pics of his own. He's so obsessed that these days he puts his head into the laser printer every time he passes by it. I make it a point to pull him aside or distract him by performing some kind of booty-dance.
But Ambu is real smart , must tell you. He probably is the only one in the company who understands the term 'customer delight'. So much so that he insists upon writing 'India' after Bangalore in the mail signatures. He says it saves the client the pain of googling where Bangalore is. This in spite of one client complaining about Ambu , saying, Ambu walked like he realised he should have gone to the toilet before leaving for office.
Ambu was a great booze-mate but now that i quit boozing, i'll miss the fun. What i miss about alcohol the most is what i do after 6 pints of Budweiser. Booty-dancing and snake-dancing to 'Kaho na pyaar hai'!!!
Enough said about Ambu and Deepu. Now i need to go compose that article.But before i go and before you think am a technical illiterate let me leave you with some trivia.
Technically a R-L-C circuit which looks like the image below, if i remember correctly works as a and pass filter.But the image below has more to it than just a filter. Counter strike buffs might have "sprayed" something similar while gaming. Connect the image to something that turns up repeatedly in popular culture, in many different contexts.
Answer : "Kilroy was here"
To know more : "Wikipedia" , "Legends"
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Who would you prefer to sleep with ?
Facebook's "Compare People" application recently asked someone which of two of her friends she'd rather sleep with: the choice was between her brother and her dad. Enough said.
A longer post on social networking will follow.
A longer post on social networking will follow.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
It's been long. So read it !!!
I had been to Tiruchurapalli, for the weekend. In the kind of heat that seems to want to burn people alive, Trichy is one of the most dispiriting places at this time of the year. But i decided to go there atleast get rid of the horrible Bangalore traffic which makes commuting take so long that people these days reach office by lunch time, grab some free coffee, discuss the in-house married-beauty and immediately return to their homes. The other day i overheard a conversation about how a guy parked his bike in a traffic dreadlock , groomed himself , had a fag while others stared at him picking their noses and waiting for the traffic to ease.
On the contrary, traffic in "Tiruchy" was much peaceful and our driver extremely cheerful. If congeniality is an art ,the guy holds a masters degree. He apparently understood everything we spoke and responded to everything we asked.
I: Howcome there's no AC in your car?
He: Aan, tiruchy. (Smiling)
I acted as if he got that right. I had to reciprocate the congeniality . Didn't I? Then i was back discussing with others why chelsea clinton looked so ugly. Mr.Friendly started laughing again. I asked him
"Hey ! Why you laughing" .
He responded with
"Aan , Tiruchy ".
"Tiruchy" meant everything to him, literally !!!
I: Sreesanth is bloody f****r. Isn't he ?
He: Aan Tiruchy. Definitely (sounding extremely confident)
Not only that, his perpetual nodding came loaded with craft, with an eye to convince anyone and everyone with just one word: "Aan tiruchy " .
It was fun talking to him nevertheless. He drove well too. So when we got off i made it a point to ask him " Soober driving. Your name? ". He responded with, guess what ? "Hehehe. Tiruchy Basha". I smiled back and told myself Tiruchy basha probably was meant to say that one word "Tiruchy" hundred times.
So after that enjoyable ride and a couple of i-can't-walk-any-longer temple visits i had to return to Bangalore the monday morning. The flight like always was delayed and so i decided to take a day off from office when i got a call from my boss . If you allow me to digress here, my boss, last week asked me to suggest a nice gift for his wife on her b'day. Though I'm no seasoned hand in picking gifts, i did give my suggestion and he said he thought, his wife wouldn't be dreaming of a gaming mouse or a baseball bat for a birthday gift. And here's the same guy asking me to reach office and work for what he offered : a weekend massage in a Spa. He said " i'll pick you up and drop you from the spa". I politely refused the offer but still made it to the office so that i could compose this post and help myself with some hot-chocolate apart from doing some hardcore analytics* ofcourse. Now , let me go , grab some grub from the cafeteria . Time to leave office!!!
P.S: *Analytics for Dummies : Analytics is basically used to dissect a question that nobody asked into more mathematical questions so that we can use more analytics to apply on them.
P.P.S: I know it's been long since i've posted . I am actually running low on writing-creativity partly because i am busy writing little programs,boozing and being a fuck-up. But more posts will follow. :)
On the contrary, traffic in "Tiruchy" was much peaceful and our driver extremely cheerful. If congeniality is an art ,the guy holds a masters degree. He apparently understood everything we spoke and responded to everything we asked.
I: Howcome there's no AC in your car?
He: Aan, tiruchy. (Smiling)
I acted as if he got that right. I had to reciprocate the congeniality . Didn't I? Then i was back discussing with others why chelsea clinton looked so ugly. Mr.Friendly started laughing again. I asked him
"Hey ! Why you laughing" .
He responded with
"Aan , Tiruchy ".
"Tiruchy" meant everything to him, literally !!!
I: Sreesanth is bloody f****r. Isn't he ?
He: Aan Tiruchy. Definitely (sounding extremely confident)
Not only that, his perpetual nodding came loaded with craft, with an eye to convince anyone and everyone with just one word: "Aan tiruchy " .
It was fun talking to him nevertheless. He drove well too. So when we got off i made it a point to ask him " Soober driving. Your name? ". He responded with, guess what ? "Hehehe. Tiruchy Basha". I smiled back and told myself Tiruchy basha probably was meant to say that one word "Tiruchy" hundred times.
So after that enjoyable ride and a couple of i-can't-walk-any-longer temple visits i had to return to Bangalore the monday morning. The flight like always was delayed and so i decided to take a day off from office when i got a call from my boss . If you allow me to digress here, my boss, last week asked me to suggest a nice gift for his wife on her b'day. Though I'm no seasoned hand in picking gifts, i did give my suggestion and he said he thought, his wife wouldn't be dreaming of a gaming mouse or a baseball bat for a birthday gift. And here's the same guy asking me to reach office and work for what he offered : a weekend massage in a Spa. He said " i'll pick you up and drop you from the spa". I politely refused the offer but still made it to the office so that i could compose this post and help myself with some hot-chocolate apart from doing some hardcore analytics* ofcourse. Now , let me go , grab some grub from the cafeteria . Time to leave office!!!
P.S: *Analytics for Dummies : Analytics is basically used to dissect a question that nobody asked into more mathematical questions so that we can use more analytics to apply on them.
P.P.S: I know it's been long since i've posted . I am actually running low on writing-creativity partly because i am busy writing little programs,boozing and being a fuck-up. But more posts will follow. :)
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