brrrrrhhhhhhh

Sub-zero in freakin-friggin-freezin Tucson and the Arctic is not cold enough to store whale meat... dayumn !!!!!!!!!!!!

ATOP

The toughest part of getting to the top of the ladder is,
getting through the crowd at the bottom.

Google hits from around the world !!!

NICE !!!

Let the patriotic juices flow

Awesome rendition of the Indian national anthem.

CLICK HERE

Thanks to Arvind for sending this link to me.

P.S It's a huge file, might take a while to load.

I'M A LIAR

In my own words and so much more in deeds, time and again, and once again, and not for the last time, i've proclaimed that I habitually am an obsessive compulsive liar... I lie because it takes a creative genius to pull off a lie and a well said lie gives me extreme sense of gratification. I lie because my satanic soul is trying to make a statement, per se. I lie because I am ferociously competitive and I am constantly trying to better my achievements. I lie because it helps me be witty or atleast convince low lying liars that i am wit personified. I've lied to be a liaison between hostile lying liars. But i've had the most amount of fun lying to fellow liars who've done nothing else but lie, lay, tried to lay, or get laid, because when you lie in such low lying company of liars, no lies are lost, lying in the air, to be laid on a platter for lie-free brains not to understand that a lie is actually a lie and not, not a lie...

Last night, as i lay in my bed, i realised that there is one statement, a singular case, which is not a friend of the liars. I was deeply disheartened when it dawned on me that i could not lie about being a liar. I call this inability to lie "the liars handicap". English has not been fair to liars around the universe. For starters, there isn't an antonym to the word "liar"... why so may i ask ??? Can you think of one ??? lemme know if you come up with one... Second, when a true guy ( or girl for that matter who always speaks the truth, descendant of Harishchandra or not) can be true to his/her last word when he/she says that he/she only speaks the truth, in the presence or absence of Gita (Bhagawat or a girl for that matter), why can't a liar be lying about him/her being a liar... ????

Logic isn't a friend of the liars either... Proof by contrapositive actually only confirms that "I am a liar" is a true statement. Take a look,

Statement under question: Liar said,"I lie".

Starting with the contrapositive statement: True person said,"I speak the truth".

True person does not / can not lie, and in so speaking the truth, he/she can not say, "I lie".

and thus, anyone who says "I lie" or "I am a Liar" is a Liar... and so the scenario in which the liar said, "I Lie" is always a true scenario.

and so i say, LOGIC BE DAMNED.... and i care for as much as a smelly ass' arse as to what anybody has to say about it... anyway...

Last reports in say that the liars convention has decided to do something about "the liars handicap"... For starters, they've banned language and logic among liars... The consortium of international liars (CIL) vowed solidarity at the liars congregation. LIES WILL NOW MAKE NO SENSE AND WILL ONLY BE DONE IN SIGNS...

Note: All but nothing, meaning everything, reported, mentioned and exerted in this post is a Lie. Believe it or not, I don't lie !

yours truly (LOL) ,

GO WILDCATS

Water Bridge

Dancing in the dark

Didnt drag you in to the mire,
you were first to stoke the fire,
of what was only a spark,
we were just dancing in the dark...

I get up in the evening
and I ain't got nothing to say
I come home in the morning
I go to bed feeling the same way
I ain't nothing but tired
Man I'm just tired and bored with myself
Hey there baby, I could use just a little help
You can't start a fire
You can't start a fire without a spark
This gun's for hire
even if we're just dancing in the dark

White Dove

White dove
Fly with the wind
Take my hope under your wings
For the world to know
That i will not die
Even though it makes me cry

White dove
Fly with the wind
Take our hope under your wings
For the world to know
That hope will not die
Where the children cry

Listen up

I'm not blind
to what goes on behind closed doors
It's not hard to find
the frothy surf on wild shores

It's not always
shady in a dark corner
the game a mind plays
so easily an evil churner