Egotism ....a lifelong romance

Thursday, February 10, 2005

Ten Reasons to live on the East Coast

1. Jon Stewart re-runs at times you can actually watch them
2. Homo sapiens @ 1 per sq.ft.
3. Jaywalking
4. Sex and the city doesn’t seem like far-off fantasy land
5. The rapid-fire tongue (in more ways than one)
6. Skin tones that go beyond beige
7. Dunkin’ Donuts and its $1-breakfast sandwich :)
8. Public transportation
9. Jughandles (good to make life complicated sometimes)
10. Good Old Faithful wool (doesn’t always have to be fleece, ya know?)

Ten Reasons to NOT live on the East Coast

1. Sun
2. Sun
3. Sun
4. Sun
5. Sun
6. Sun
7. Sun
8. Sun
9. Sun
10. Sun

Tuesday, February 08, 2005

Common Nonsense

I don’t usually like to gather up a bunch of issues and call it a blog, but then, I just visited NYC, the city that spells randomness in every possible way, plus being jobless has generated too many thoughts in my mind in no semblance of order or conceivable pattern.

Hmmmmmm, so on this umpteenth trip to the city (about a hundred of them in the last month alone) I came up with another astounding realization about the big apple.
It refutes every possible theory ever proposed by man (I do, too, with all due respect to Newton et al., but then, noone takes me seriously).
For one, there’s Newton’s third law of motion ---in NYC no action has an equal reaction, believe me; opposite yes, but waaaaay more than equal! And Galileo’s concept of inertia. Moving objects don’t stop Mr. Galileo, not even eventually, whenever that might be. Then there’s Heisenberg’s theory of uncertainity ---it IS possible to predict both the location and momentum of a very small object in very vast space----even if that object happens to be me. That’s what the streets and avenues are for--- 2nd avenue, 33rd street or 7th avenue, 52nd street absolutely defines your location at any given time. The one law that NYC does actually follow to a tee is Murphy’s laws..

Sunday was my first superbowl “sighting”. I mean I did watch it a couple times before, but that was between flashes of Newt Gingrich’s shouts and Ann Coulter’s whinings (trust me, Fox News is the only channel that delivers hard news on weekends –hard, here being relative of course; most other cable news channels think Sundays are for eulogizing the dead or measuring the length of snake fangs). Anyway, getting back to superbowl, I must admit I have taken a liking to the American sport. But I still have my grievances: First of all, I think offensive and defensive are misnomers; to me, when I watch the sport, the offensive people have the ball alright but its the defensive team that’s scrambling all over them, so they are the offensive ones. But then, when the ball is so wrongly christened, I shouldn’t be complaining about the teams.

How on earth do they ALWAYS win the one-extra point? It seems awfully hard to be able to do-- kick the ball between the posts --- at least almost as difficult as a field goal. Which brings me to my next complaint; if I were a coach, I’d elect to keep doing field goals, since attempts at touch downs almost always end in tussles and don’t seem to go anywhere for a long time. 3 cheap points but faster nonetheless. But then there’s the journey is more important than the destination thing: whether you run or pass the ball to the very end (thus getting yourself nearly killed by your scary opponents), or just reach a point and throw it across to earn the low credit you deserve for your cowardice.

All said and done, a cool sport to watch....

And while I am in a ‘sportive’ spirit, let me bypass the rather painful process of making sense of Federer’s loss. I could concede and say that Safin played incredible tennis, but some things are just not meant to be: Sampras winning the French, Henman winning his country’s grand slam, Nalbandian getting past the quarters in any slam despite playing miraculous tennis, Taylor Dent powering his way past early rounds, me giving credit to Safin for ANY win (I didn’t do it when he disposed off old Pete from his home turf an awfully long time ago, I’m not doing it when he’s toppled the God of tennis). As a rule, I don’t like putting it down to injuries, but then Roger’s made an exception to every rule, so injury it is. With that, I look forward to seeing him defend his Wimbledon title in July and this time, actually watch him play the men’s final at Arthur Ashe. May Pavel be banned from this year’s Open. I’m buying tickets to the men’s quarters, semis and finals well in advance, just in case.

And finally, the reason for christening my blog thus—other than the fact that that’s precisely what it is, here’s an absolute katrician must read: Andy Rooney’s Common Nonsense. For one, it rescued my low morale on my absolute inability to “twist off” American bottle caps (apparently it’s a universal problem if Rooney cant shove a lid off somethin ;) viva la Passion), and for another he has some really wonderful lessons on how to surf channels without missing much of either (it’s an art, really, considering that a given “non-sports” program on TV has about 10% of actual worth---couch potatoes, listen up).

A big blow to the pro-life gang today......Ian Wilmut authorized to clone humans.... I am sure the conservatives are sulking.....Here’s my twopence: God /Nature’s role (depending on what you believe) in evolution is done. It’s now upto man to evolve himself...and if with all the technology we have, we can’t manage to cure our diseases there is no point in progress....Oooooh, I forgot, the conservatives don’t believe in progress. I wonder how they make words like liberal and progressive sound like poison and get away with it.

I hear they have plastic pooches now.....that, even I must say, is taking science a tad too far. Do dogs actually care how they look?

Methinx, I sound like Conan O’Brien, if you will----- jumbling a list of goings-on together and airing my inconsequential opinions on them. Oh well, sounding like Conan on a bad day, pretty much better than sounding like me on a good day......