You all know the drill when cops need a confession signed: first comes the good cop, then the bad cop. The good cop tries to be your friend and tries to ‘help’ you. And then the bad cop (usually Bruce Willis or Samuel L. Jackson) shows up, and villains wet their pants.
And then there’s Pearl.
Thanks to Linda for showing me– it’s awesome.
Hey Arshy, your cousin was on TV. I mean, you guys have the same last name and he’s a Paki.. soo….
For the rest of you, this has *got* to be one of the funniest and awesomely embarrassing moments for the Indian sub-continent. This guy from Pakistan danced Hrithik Roshan. Deeeeyamn.
*Update – a new Hrithik video has been posted which compares the actual dance with what our good friend Kaishif did.
I’m off to Houston to hang out with Niya in a few minutes and hope to be back (in one piece) on Sunday night, with perhaps a pit stop in Dallas to see a cousin of mine on Sunday evening. So no posts this weekend!
Have a good one.
“Man, I am white and hungover.”
-Kathleen
I’ve reviewed Hannibal Rising as well in my ongoing Summer Movies series. Check it out.
As a joke to my mom I put myself on Shaadi.com. HILARITY. She begged and pleaded that I take myself off. But hey, if I can make some FOB honeys happy, why not? (Kidding, of course) 
I was listed on the front page for “Malayalam Grooms”. Some bastard below me however is a doctor and 6′0″. It’s punks like that who end up ruining it for the rest of us. Pshah.
So there I was, infiltrating the global headquarters. I am now a corporate slave. I am now going to pull a Tyler Durden/Lester Burnham.
…or not.
It’s pretty hard to get mad or pissed off at a corporate workplace when your boss is really damn cool, ya know? I mean, I really like Bill. He seems very down to earth, has great goals for the interactive team, and I can’t wait to get started already. I know, I know, it sounds like I’m sucking up. But seriously– there’s no one from work reading this (at least yet). So I have no reason to brown nose. (Wait, I’m Indian so… I guess the brown nose is inherent, isn’t it?)
Last night I got precisely 25 minutes of sleep. I told you my sleep schedule was whack. I slept from 6:35 am to 7:00 am, then got up, got ready, and left for work. I toted a huge Monster Energy Drink along with me to keep me awake, and after I got there I went to the cafe downstairs and had a ‘Red-Eye’ which had two shots of espresso mixed with coffee. Caffeine-driven Vinoj! Even with it though, around 11 am my eyes were slowly starting to shut. We went through a number of housekeeping stuff today, like how timesheets are filled out, how the process of a site is configured, and the timeline for a site build. We also talked a little bit about usability/accessibility in the web design world, and I was asked to give a presentation next Monday on usability. I’m already prepping, because I want to make sure to keep people interested and (hopefully) entertained for 20 minutes so I’ll have to keep it moving. We’ll see what happens.
For now, I’m just drinking a lot of Diet Coke to keep myself awake until about 10 so that I can then just crash. As soon as I got home I took a 3 hour nap because I was beat. But I promised I wouldn’t sleep anymore, and now I’m waiting for 10.
And with that, I’m out! Peas.
I’ve got a job and I’ll be starting tomorrow; pretty excited. Of course what sucks about it is that I’ll have to completely rewire my body’s sleep timing. Work starts at 8:30 and ends at 4:30. Oh, and that’s 8:30 AM. So instead of going to sleep at 5 am and waking up at 12 pm, it’ll be a nice shock tomorrow morning on the first day. I’m sure within a week I’ll be adjusted, but this first week will be me needing LOTS of coffee and/or Red Bull. Sheesh.
Oh I didn’t say- I’ll be a web developer. Not too shabby, eh? Sounds pretty cool.. “Web developer” What does that actually entail though? Right click your mouse right now, and go to View Source on this page. Now you’ll see all the (X)HTML for this page. Yeah. My job is to write all that stuff. Woot! There’s also a lot of CSS I have to write, which is going to be the heart of what I do. CSS is responsible for the styling of the page, from the font size to the colors to where each image is laid out. You might check out more information about it if you’re interested.
And with that I’m out! Peas!
“My new spray is guaranteed to wipe away your sorrows!”
-Vinni, doing her impression of Billy Mays
“Did you get CRRRRUNK?”
-Mommy to Vinni, asking her how the party went last night after a wedding she attended in Chicago. I know it’s only the beginning of the day, but there is no way anything will top that for today
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Vinni recommended it, and so I’m actually downloading some Spice Girls songs right now. Please point all hate mail towards her. I was merely the messenger.
“Why the f**k AREN’T you depressed?? There’s nothing to live for!”
-Deja, when I was talking about the fact that many people with epilepsy have depression also
Paris Hilton has found God. She called Barbara Walters collect to let her know that.
I just hope that ‘God’ to her isn’t some prison mate, a pet, or her new name for Gucci.
No, I’m not trying to illicit fond memories of the Suzanne Somers show from the early 90’s. ‘Step by step’ is the approach I’ve taken to weight loss. When I got here and I realized that my mom does more cardio than anyone I’d ever met, I came to the conclusion that keeping up with her is going to be impossible. So then, after a few days of running on the treadmill, I got bored, and more likely, lazy.
Vinni and I have been watching Celebrity Fit Club on VH1 and at first we were watching to see how crazy Dustin Diamond would get every week. My first foray into the show happened to be the most explosive, where this Navy Seal physical trainer dude threatened to “kick cartoon f**king ass” and so forth. (“Is that a threat”, Dustin whimpered– to which Harvey replied, “It’s a f**kin PROMISE!“)
ANYWAY. So I started seeing that their weight loss goals for a week were usually 1-4 lbs a week. All of a sudden I thought to myself, ‘Seriously… I could do that, right?’ So now, continuing with my diet being pretty healthy (regular readers will remember that this wasn’t too much of a problem anyway), I just decided to add some more physical tasks to my day.
Examples include (but are not limited to):
Washing cars, cleaning the house, walking a little extra during the day….
So far I’ve lost 10 lbs since I’ve gotten to the US. I’m at 200lbs right now, and even though the BMI calculator tells me that I’m supposed to be in the 165lb range, I look a bit sickly around that weight. So instead, I’m aiming for 180lbs or 170lbs. Another 20 to go…
Sorry, I just can’t sympathize for Paris Hilton who is back in the slammer. My mom (for some reason) feels sorry, but I just look at this picture and keep getting the giggles.
Take care, Paris. Enjoy your stay in prison. And don’t drop the soap.
Seriously. I’ve never seen anything like this on National Geographic, and DAMN it needs to be. Absolutely amazing video. Not going to explain it– just– watch it.
To be honest, the title is a bit misleading. Physical labor isn’t what led to my pain that I have in my back/neck right now. No, ever since I got back, I think my neck’s been strained in some weird position when I fell asleep and then it keeps getting worse at night. Every morning I wake up moaning like a dying dog because it hurts so bad. I told Apsi and she basically told me to stop complaining like a Nancy. Nice. Where’s the love, I ask ya.
But yesterday I edged and trimmed the lawn. (No that isn’t a euphemism for anything.) It was some manual labor, but it’s kinda weird- I really enjoyed it because I felt like I was helping my parents out in some way. They’ve given so much to both me and Vinni, and if I can help out even a little bit right now, it feels nice. Plus, it takes some precision to get it perfectly even all the way around, and I seem to enjoy things that require precision– web design for instance.
Alright I’m out. Sent a couple more resumes out today. Rather tiring because they always ask the same questions (work experience, dates worked, blah blah blah.) I wish I could just copy/paste my resume or just attach it so that I wouldn’t have to keep filling out forms. But whatever. Peas in the Middle East!
I didn’t receive a phone call today regarding a new job, which was a bit disheartening. I was thinking I might be getting an interview today, but that doesn’t mean that I am about to lose all hope (just approximately 50% of it.. haha). So now, I focus on my current client that needs me to come up with another mock for him, which I hadn’t seen coming. It’s sort of a difficult thing, because summoning creativity isn’t something that you can just do at the flick of a switch, but I’m in an industry where that’s exactly what you have to do.
I suppose this is something that everyone who has to do commercial art has to deal with, but I spent hours today trying to come up with something that I would be happy with. Sure I could’ve half-assed it, but that’s not my style. If you’re going to do something, give it your best – pretty much my mantra. So I’d come up with a design, decide it was shit, and then scrap it and start over. Now, at 1 am, I think I have the header of the new design down (the header is the top part of a site by the way– on this site it would be the random pictures of me with Vinoj.com written). Now I need to worry about navigation and column layout. I don’t know if I work in a way that’s out of the norm of most designers, but it’s just the way that I’ve worked for years.
I also decided to send thank you notes to the people that interviewed me, because…. well… I think it’s good manners. And good manners are always something that we can all add a bit more of in our lives.
Take care.
Blatant statement there, isn’t it? But I think that as a whole, I’m about right. Think about the likes of Carman for instance. He’s a cheese-head who strives to stick to whatever the newest trend is at the time in order to gather people for ‘the flock’, whatever that is. And for the majority of bands, it really is that– they may have a couple of good songs in them, but because of the lack of fame and riches, not many bands attempt Christian rock. Hence, there’s less competition. Less competition = less quality. Simple microeconomics.
And then there’s BarlowGirl.
Weirdly, Arshy sent me a song of theirs- Porcelain Heart – and she didn’t know it was a Christian band until I told her today. And that’s a good sign, because it means that it’s quality. See if you can download it somewhere, because it’s certainly worth it. Their album, Another Journal Entry, has a few of the cliche Christian rock sounds that are found everywhere, but other than that– guys, this band is REAL. Their lyrics are sharp, their sound is good, and I’m generally impressed. Porcelain Heart especially sounds a bit like Evanescence, which is a band I really enjoy especially because of Amy Lee’s vocals.
When I was listening to it this afternoon, I heard a song called Enough that was a bit of the standard Christian rock that I mentioned earlier, and I deleted the entire album. Vinni asked me if I’d heard Never Alone, and I responded that I hadn’t. I explained why, and she said, “Yeah you probably deleted it because you read that they were a Christian band.”
Was this true? Had I really done that? I sat down and thought really hard about it, and she was right. I didn’t like that my prejudice had gotten the best of me, and so I’m giving the entire album a second listen. And that’s why I decided to write that it’s worth looking into. Sure it’s got a little girl-power element along with some good rock, but hey, guys can listen to that too and still retain their masculinity, right?
Moral of the story is one that’s been around forever– don’t judge a book by its cover.
I’ve realized that I seem to write less when I have more of a constant connection to the internet, not more, as I expected. It’s rather odd; I had a very ritualized rule of writing every day when I was back in India, but when I’ve been back here in Oklahoma, blogging isn’t on the list of things to do daily. I don’t understand it, especially because it’s rather cathartic for me to write daily. So here’s hoping that I’ll be able to get back into it.
The Job Hunt
The job hunt is… continuing. I’ve currently got 4 “leads” if you want to term them as that. Four companies that are reviewing my resume, or have put me onto the next level of hiring. Is this good? Yes. But does this mean that I’ll get a job? No. I have to keep my head on my shoulders about this, and not start thinking of what I’ll buy when I finally have a steady job in America again. (Unfortunately I’ve already done that, and I want to help my parents financially, that’s number one for now.)
So I need to stay focused, keep applying, and try not to lose heart if someone doesn’t get back to me. E! Online, where I had applied, didn’t reply back. It sorta hurts, because I would’ve loved that opportunity. Plus, it’s in LA which is cool. And even though when I was applying I was absolutely terrified because I was afraid of failure, the fact that they haven’t contacted me really hasn’t disheartened me as much as I expected.
PHP
One of the jobs is requiring me to do a little assessment of PHP, which is a programming language that I am not very familiar with. I’m familiar with it in the sense that I know all about it (hell, SIN, where I worked, was programmed in PHP), but I’ve had minimal experience actually writing the code for it. So I’m learning that this weekend and will try the assessment on Monday or Sunday night. I suck at tests, by the way. But that’s the way the world works- tests.
And with that, I’m out. Those of you out there that pray– keep me in your prayers. Those that don’t, wish me luck.
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