Archive for November, 2005


November 27, 2005

Nishma’s been in town for Thanksgiving weekend, and we’ve had a good time so far. Wednesday night, we went to Rakhi’s place and had a blast playing Taboo and polishing off some wine. I also met Priyanshu, one of Nish’s good friends. I think we’re gonna get along just fine. ;Thursday, after dropping her off at her cousin’s, I had dinner with Rakhi and some of her friends.

the rest to be completed later…


Yay Papad Pehelwan!

November 22, 2005

Saumil was in the Bay Area this past weekend, visiting B-Schools, so I finally met him for the first time since Summer 2002. He’s certainly Papad no more. ;Him, Sameer and I had a good time hanging out at V-Bar, then met up with a couple of Sameer’s friends and went to Rosie McCann’s for some dancing. It was my first time there, and the DJ was pretty good! Had ;an interesting discussion on the way home as well…

I’m coming to realise more and more ;how disproportionately important ;first impressions can be with people, especially with girls. You can be the nicest guy in the world, but if you screw up in the beginning (as I usually do to spectacular effect), then you’re pretty much hosed from then on out, with no second chances. Conversely, if you’re a winner up front, you’ll usually get a lot of slack for any screwups you might make later on, no matter how egregious. Don’t get me wrong, I do understand the logic behind it. If I scare off someone before ;she gets to know me, ;she won’t realise that I’m actually worth the effort. But ;over the ;past few months, I’ve heard ;so many stories ;from my female friends about the stupid things their guys have done, things that even I would never say or do (and that’s saying something). They also ;tell me about ;the multiple lifelines they continue to give these fellows. And all I can do is shake my head and go, “WHY?”

sigh… ok, mini-rant over.

BTW, I really need to get my ass over to the San Jose Tech Museum. They have an exhibit on the history of video games, and it looks really cool.

Oh, and I finally received my copy of “Real Vorld: Ithaca”. This was a movie that a bunch of us made for the Society for India Diwali Show back in fall of 2003, when I was bumming around looking for a job. While there were some cringe-worthy moments (and I was responsible for my fair share of them), there were some genuinely funny moments too (and I had me share of those too). Can’t wait to show it to my friends. They’ll be bored outta their minds love it!

How stupid are they?

November 16, 2005

Talk about making a bad situation worse … When Big Daddy gets involved, you know it’s a big deal. Sony’s lawyers are gonna have one hell of a busy few weeks. I tell you, there better be some heads rolling real soon.

I’m full…

November 16, 2005

Shelley had organised a potluck at work today, calling it ;International Food Day, and I’m stuffed. Oy. My contribution? Samosas. Yes, I’m very creative. ;The highlight was probably this Caribbean-style drink. Pineapple juice, condensed milk, cinnamon and nutmeg. All it needed was a little rum. Mmmm…

I was feeling surprisingly positive yesterday, about things that would ordinarily have gotten me down. I guess it was the end result of an interesting weekend. ;Things happened that put stuff in my life into a little more perspective. I can’t nail the feelings down exactly, but I just feel different. And I realised that, at the end of the day, any mistakes I make aren’t really that big. Let’s see how long this lasts.

I also realised something else this weekend. Being a nice guy can actually be a good thing once in a while.

Here’s a scary link.


November 14, 2005

Another eventful couple of days:

Friday: Had a great lunch with Sandra, and we talked about a lot of stuff, and she was giving me some good advice. The one that resonated with me the most was actually related to something that she had heard me say once. She’d accompanied me once when I’d gone to a school and talked to the kids about the usefulness of learning math. I’d told them about how, when I was growing up, when I’d gotten 97 in a math test, my dad would always ask about the remaining 3 points. Sandra pointed out to me that I was doing the same thing to myself in terms of my own life. I was focussing too much on the few errors, and not enough on what I had gotten right. Fair enough. Also had a good chat with Rakhi, and was reminded that some things just aren’t worth worrying about so much. If I keep stressing about stuff, I’ll keep screwing up. Also makes sense. And finally, I heard from my dad. He’s finally selling the company, albeit only half of it. But he’s essentially cashed out (finally!). Now it’s a matter of following it through. Should be an interesting few years, since he’s broached the subject of us doing something new together. Let’s see where that goes. I also got my hair done again.

Saturday: Pintu’s bachelor party. We started out by going to a shooting range up in San Rafael. It was a blast (no pun intended)! Everyone was having fun with the .22 and 9mm weapons. Then Pintu, all on his own, decided to go and get a .44 Magnum . (The link might not show the exact same gun we used, but it’s close enough). This is the Dirty Harry gun Clint Eastwood used in his movies. It’s basically a hand cannon. And while not the most powerful handgun in the world, it certainly feels like it. Everyone got to try a few shots, and everyone was in awe. You could feel the gunshot from 3 feet away. Not just hear, but feel . The vibrations, and the wind blast. Amazing stuff. Pintu got to fire the last few rounds, and he had such a look of utter bliss on his face… at that point in time, I don’t think I would have wanted to ask him to choose between that gun and his fiancee.

After getting some food and checking into our hotel, we partied it up in our room and got quite a bit inebriated, before making our way over to Columbus and Broadway. We eventually went inside The Velvet Lounge, where we danced till closing time. Must have been an interesting sight, with 9 guys dancing together on the dance floor. ;Regardless, it was fun. After getting some cardboard-like pizza, we went over to the one remaining adult establishment in the area, Larry Flynt’s Hustler Club. We were there for over an hour, and a good time was had by one and all, some more than others. Of particular note was the groom, who was finding it difficult to keep his eyes open, despite sitting right next to the ;stage area. He even fell asleep during many of the performances, and more than one dancer noticed it. ;Eventually, everyone made their way to the hotel, and we had some more fun when we got back, especially at the expense of one of our party, who’d managed to hook up with a girl who we’d met at the Velvet Lounge earlier. Oy…

Sunday: After we checked out of the hotel, we went over to Crepevine, a breakfast place on Irving. Food was decent, and after we squared away the financial details of the weekend (i.e. who owed what to whom), we went back to the South Bay, after a weekend that a lot of us won’t forget for a while to come.

Seriously, let’s see how much worse this can get…

November 11, 2005

A few weeks ago, Sony made a very poor business decision. On a lot of their new music CDs, they included a piece of software called a rootkit . This software automatically installs itself on your machine when you play the CD. This article here best describes the situation. Go ahead and read it, I’ll wait.

Back? Good. So hopefully, you see the problem. Now, here’s my favourite part. Every piece of software that is installed on your computer comes with an End Users License Agreement (EULA). It’s basically the legal document that you need to agree to before you can use the software. Check out the EULA for these particular Sony music CDs.

God. Damn. And THIS was the most troublesome quote of all. I really hope someone nails those arrogant fuckers. I know I won’t be buying any Sony products for a while.

Oh, and I decided to give in and buy the CD set anyway. I want my LOTR music fix now. And yes Nishma, I’m a huge nerd. Get over it.


November 11, 2005

All right, this is just too fucking cool!! The ONLY reason I’m not pre-ordering it now is because they’re going to release complete recordings of all three movies (if not, they damn well better be) and I’d rather just get them all together. Here’s some more details.


November 10, 2005

If there’s one thing I’ve realised about myself (and it was reinforced this past week), I am now officially a full-fledged drama queen. No, it’s not something I’m proud of, and I really gotta chill the fuck out. For my own sake, and everyone else’s. I mean, seriously… let’s just hope some things can still be salvaged, but even if not, I just gotta calm down. Maybe I should start meditating or something.

Family ;was here this past weekend. My room is cleaner than it’s been since I moved in to the place. ;We went to Napa Valley on Saturday (the Beringer Estates ), and I got myself 7 bottles of wine for $50. ;I also learned that, even though a satellite navigation system is an awesome feature to have in a car, it’s not very helpful if the driver doesn’t display a certain amount of common sense. For example, blindly following the system when the road signs point in another direction. Both routes will work, but one goes straight home, and the other goes through a toll bridge with lots of traffic.

Sunday, dad and Roshni went through a whole rigamarole with their flight. It got cancelled, and they were put on a Continental flight out of SFO that arrived at 6am. Roshni had work at 7am though, so they originally offered her a first class seat on a flight that would arrive at 3:30a. Unfortunately, there was only one seat left on that flight, and there was only one car at the airport, so dad would have been stranded when he arrived. While we were waiting for the rescheduled flight, we went to Santana Row for dinner, and after an inordinate amount of fuss as to where we should eat, we settled on a Mexican bistro . You wouldn’t believe how ;pissy Roshni was being about the place. ;Being a ;Mexican bistro, they only served authentic, home-style ;Mexican food. No Tex-Mex. ;And for a girl living in Houston, Mexican food without enchiladas was like an ;Irish pub with no beer. We eventually settled on some ;stuff (after clarifying what was vegetarian), and when the ;food arrived, it was good ! So good in fact, that Roshni ordered a second entree. ;

On Monday, mom and I went to see a movie. I shit you not, she wanted to go see ; Saw II . ;But I wussed out, with the excuse that it wouldn’t end in time, and I had to go to work early. I asked if she wanted to see Chicken Little , but she doesn’t watch cartoons. ;Eventually, we settled on Flightplan . Not bad, actually. Good timepass.

As for this past week… oy vey. Someone seriously needs to start smacking me upside the head everytime I open my mouth.


November 2, 2005

As promised, here are pictures:

First, the man, the myth, the legend…

Next, the birthday girl herself. And yes, she turned 40…

Randall, the best costume of the night…

And, of course, Wonder Woman (on the right)…


November 1, 2005

Been a busy week, again. That always seems to happen just when I’m feeling lazy about blogging. Go figure… anyway, I need to give Kalpesh some bathroom reading material, so let’s get started.

Friday night was Sandra’s birthday/costume party. Going by ;Nishma’s suggestion (which I loved immediately), I decided to go as a Paid Individual Managing Pulchritude .

Don’t worry, I’ll wait here till you figure it out…

Got it? Good. The costume was pretty good, too. Purple trenchcoat (or robe). Purple pants that were tight on the thighs, and ;flared out at the bottoms. Purple shoes. And all topped off with a purple and white hat with a big black feather. And my own personal touch… my shiny black pseudo-polyester party shirt. I was definitely working it that night. ;Turns out, I was one of three guys with the same costume idea. And we were all the same colour too. ;Still, I got plenty of compliments, so it’s all good. Probably the most annoying thing about it was that everytime I bent over or squatted, the costume would slide down my butt. There’s a reason why I kept the robe on all night. ;Pictures will be posted shortly. Rakhi was there too, dressed up like a fairy queen, with wings and a wand. Very cute.

On top of everything else, I was the bartender. The popular drink of choice? Sex on the Beach. Or at least, my version of it:
1 shot vodka (we used Skyy)
1/2 shot Peach Schnapps
orange juice
a dash of grenadine

Most interesting moment? Wonder Woman comes up for her second drink. She asks if I do this thing (bartending) often. I tell her that I thought about it, but was too lazy to give up my weekends. Maybe sometime in the future. She goes,
“Well, I’d definitely buy a drink if the bartender looked like you.”
My response?
“Ummm… yeah, I wouldn’t mind being hired as eye candy…” .
Then I noticed the look on her face. She had a weird kind of smile, and a rather unusual gleam in her eye. I honestly believe she was hitting on me, or at least flirting. Oh, and she looked to be in her mid-thirties. So, a little later, I ask Sandra,
“Who’s Wonder Woman?”
“Oh, that’s… Kevin B’s wife. He’s dressed as Batman.”
(name shortened for privacy)
“Wha-wha-whaat? I think she just hit on me.”
Sandra looked at me like I was crazy, and I didn’t bring it up again, but still… that was ooky.

Best costume? Randall, who dressed up as a birthday cake. He literally was walking around with a cardboard cake around his waist, hanging from suspenders on his shoulders. It’ll make more sense if I show you a picture, but rest assured, I thought it was great.

In other news, the unthinkable has happened. It was a hard decision to make, but it needed to be done. And I can take some solace in the fact that it is reversible, albeit with some initial pain.

I cancelled my Netflix account.

I realised I just have too many things to do at home in my spare time. I have my ;TV shows to catch up on, my 30+ unplayed games to finish, and 20+ books to read (including Harry Potter 4 before the movie releases). To watch DVDs on top of that was just too much. No reason to fret, though. I saved my queue (483 titles!! ) to a Word document, and I’ll rejoin sometime early next year, after I finish the GMAT and have more spare time on my hands. Think of this as a temporary hiatus. Besides, at least I finished Dragonball.