Brains vs balls...

... is a lost battle. Got this is an e-mail:

The first testicular guard was used in cricket in 1874; the first helmet was used in 1974. It took 100 years for men to realize that the brain is also important.

:D What say?

Pic courtesy: Bayou Renaissance Man

Gotta grind

Thank-you all for the birthday wishes...here as well as those on Facebook. It's bloody awesome.

I'm gonna be somewhat silent for the next week or so. I'll try for some words/lines, though it's going to be tough.

I have 8 assignments lined up for May 13th... Small mercy though that they weren't yesterday.

1. book proposal
2. Seminar on online publishing
3. Seminar on epistolary novels
4. Seminar on subplots and theories
5. First draft on 3000 words of the book
6. Seminar on development of the book
7. fiction story on magic realism (bloody tough)
8. Novel analysis report

And I used to think that writers just sit in the garden, wear dirty clothes and let their imagination do the job. Not. (scowl)

PS: But I totally, completely love it. Very different from the undergrad Bachelor in journalism style of teaching where we 'read' from books and memorised stuff. Am off...so much to do. Need to start planning better. Thankyou, again. :)

Hogwash.

Just one of those days you know. Or one of those two days you know. Brain is telling something, something is telling to brain. Everything is nothing and nothing is not in the sane. Maketh sense?
PS: All errors in this post have no relation to any one living or dead. This post does not like too many relations. Blurgh

What are you thinking?

In Mel Gibson's romantic/comedy flick What Women Want, Mel gets an electric shock and as a result he can 'hear' what women are thinking. The disaster leads to some funny situations in the movie and eventually happily ever after for Mel.

However, what if the same happened to you? Er, not the electric shock but being able to 'hear' peoples' thoughts. What if you could read minds? Would you want to? Would you freak out?

What will you do -- or how would you feel -- if you learn/hear that your partner thinks about someone else while having sex with you?

How would you react if you knew your partner fantasises about Salma Hayek/ Hugh Jackman/ or both while having sex with you?

Similarly, how would you react if your partner's fantasies involved someone you/he/she knows? Your best friend?His/her boss?

UPDATE: One person says, "There is a huge difference between fantasizing about Katrina Kaif and fantasizing about the neighbour." Thus, celebrity is ok, real person is not.
Waiting for more answers...

PS: Silly Billy insists on attacking my fingers when I type. Argh. At least pups cannot climb tables. Now he is trying to bite me toe. It is always the right, big toe. I don't understand.
Toon courtesy: Savage Chickens

Week 6: Uni

Nothing, nothing beats the relief you get after a good morning poo.

Have you noticed that you can have a really awful day if you have not had a good shit in the morning?

Feeling light today, will see you after class.

PS: For those who asked, I'm doing a Masters in Creative Media.
Apparently it is one of the best courses of its kind here. Allegedly, it does not get you jobs.

Gotta get ready for uni, later gator! Cartoon = See Mike Draw

Popped

I love watching movies at the theatre. The screen, the whole dimming of lights, people laughing together... Mostly, I just love the whole popcorn-cola thing. :)

Except, that after the movie, I have a tummy ache and er, gas.

Like right now. Both Partner and me... And the house smells like nothing you want to smell.

PS: We saw Best In Show at home with microwaved popcorn. It hurts and stinks.