From smack-bang in the middle of the bell curve

Naggon motherships and spaceman Spiff

In life on September 30, 2006 at 7:08 pm

1. A voice cackles in his radio. “Enemy Fighters at two o’clock”. The taciturn response “Roger, What should i do until then?”

2. The valiant spaceman Spiff is led by his captors to a secret dungeon to be debriefed. Little do they realize that our hero doesn’t wear briefs *evil smirk*

3. Looking at his dinner…”Can i have a different plate mom?, somebody puked on mine”

4. “Life should be like TV. All problems should be solved in 30 minutes with simple homilies. Weight and oral hygiene should be the biggest concerns. We should all have powerful, high-paying jobs and fancy sports cars. Women should alwayswear tight clothes and men should carry powerful handguns. Life overall should bemore glamourous, thrill-packed, and filled with applause”….*deep thought*…”Of course,if life was really like that, what would we watch on TV?!”

and the biggest pearl of wisdom…

5. “There’s never enough time to do all the nothing you want…

Every now and again, I dip into voluminous tomes of knowledge to extract life-lessons…and rarely do you come across as many as in this work of excellence…”The Calvin and Hobbes Lazy Sunday Book”. Thanks S. Been a long time since I laughed this hard while flipping pages, except when leafing through brochures at the Honda showroom and looking at EMIs payable.

Been an eventful week what with Navratri and all the associated joys of loudspeakers and loud gujju music accompanied with hundreds of gaudily dressed individuals jostling shoulder-to-shoulder moving in some semblance of rhythm to the pious tunes of “Thandi hawa bhi khilaaf Sasuri…” . Of course, it can’t all be song and dance, so there was my first major presentation to the president of HR. Also, I now have my own hunk of metal to contribute to all the greenhouse gases and global toasting (no, not a honda, but from the quintessential indo-jap small-car maker…the swift. Will undoubtedly have more to say about it once I’ve had the chance to do more than use it as temporary accomodation while idling in traffic. And if things go completely awry (read: if S has her way), might even end up with a name for it.

For now, gotta go get started on that electrified barbed wire fence made of titanium alloy around my ride…

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  1. no problem..you seemed like you were in dire need of the wisdom of spaceman spiff. it was an obvious gift. speaking of which…there WILL be a cushion AND a name :p

  2. we’ll see ship..we’ll see…

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