Thursday, December 18, 2003

when u had it
u dint want it
now u aint got it
and u want it bad

close Encounters

Usually i dont attempt to pour my thoughts into a paragraph and be verbose in my approach to blogging, but then what the heck everyone needs a bed time story once in a while :)

So the other day i was thinking how people come and go out of our lives , sometimes on a daily basis,
tell us their little story and dissapear into the wilderness. Sometimes we are moved by these stories and other times we are like uHH do i know u??

Most of us are usually are caught up in our own little miseries that we never really have time to rewind and rollback these little stories that are hidden inside our minds.
Now ever so often u say screw yall to everything around you and escape into the woods and pick out a story that makes u happy. its like going to ur dusty cd rack and picking out music u havent heard in a while.

And then u end up thinking what ever happened to that person. Oh how i wish i had a gadget that would enable me to track my list of homies and see what they have gone thru over time. I guess the blogs do serve this purpose somebit, but wouldnt it be cool to just know everything about everyone u have cared for in your life without having to take too much effort.

the lack of such an instrument thereof is what i think to be the cause of constant change in peoples social surroundings, well not that i am discounting the burdens of the chaotic chain of everyday mundane necessities of life ... like ah my laundry basket is full or darn my credit card bill needs to be paid .. considering them as common ground , well of course if u happen to be a hippie it all dont count, i would think that the lack of close connections with people who have touched us propels us to find easy escape routes and settle for easy access scenarios ... oh you should meet this new bosnian dude i hang out with .. he is absolutley hilarious.

before i stop making any sense to meself i am sorry i have to end my attempt at pouring down my thoughts

I am Giving u away for someone else to take

Tuesday, December 16, 2003

This Day and age

PP says:
ate a lot of rotten grapes today
edo says:
edo says:
lots of them
PP says:
yeah i love rotten grapes
PP says:
deeply fermented
edo says:
he he he
edo says:
do you have a web cam?
PP says:
they are almost about to turn alchoholic but they are waiting for some opportune moment
PP says:
those kinda grapes
PP says:
i love them
PP says:
oh they have to be red though
PP says:
green ones dnt do it for me
edo says:
edo says:
I like red grapes better
PP says:
they gcould be half red and green but complete green .. no admission
PP says:
u should try the ones i eat
edo says:
I wish I could grow grapes
PP says:
i buy them fresh and then i put them in a container like a tuppeware sprinkle little water and keep them in a warm place for 2 to 3 days
PP says:
then they become really fermented
PP says:
and then i suck on them and chew them slowly ejoying the juice
PP says:
oh its a heavenly feeling
edo says:
I do not really eat grapes anymore
edo says:
I used to eat them when I was back in bosnia
edo says:
we grew them
edo says:
it was kinda standard to have them
edo says:
but I did not realize that not everyone has grapes
PP says:
darn i forgot i had to go pee .. now thats what it will make u do tough .. will make u pee more often than before
PP says:
but then thats a little discomfort that can be ignored for the greater happiness
PP says:

Tuesday, December 09, 2003

Oh Getting nostalgic on music I am

I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar, yet I can't seem to place it
Can not find the candle of thought to light your name
Lifetimes are catching up with me...
All these changes taking place. I wish I'd seen the place
But no one's ever taken me...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
I swear I recognize your breath...
Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising
Me you wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former...
It's hard when, your stuck upon the shelf...
I changed by not changing at all... small town predicts my fate...
Perhaps that's what no one wants to see...
I just want to scream... Hello.
My god its been so long,... never dreamed you'd return
But now here you are... and here I am... Hearts and thoughts they fade...away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade... fade away...
Hearts and thoughts they fade...

- eddie V

Sunday, December 07, 2003

Vegas DIRTY Vegas

Spearmint Rhino - 87.50
Breakfast Barbary Coast - 24.10
Flamingo Ventuno - 22.41
House of Blues - 157.50
Boardwalk Buffet - 34.36
Lindy's - 12.64
Paradise Buffet - 85.73
Bikini's bar - 121.00
Treasure Island Buffet - 70.00
Rum Jungle - 100.00
Rain Cover - 100.00
Rental car - 138.12
Rain(Tarun & I) - 15.00
Flamingo - 497.50
Drinks at the pool(Praveen,
Tarun & I) - 10.00
Cab - 80.00

Wednesday, December 03, 2003

Riding on a thin sleet of ice !!

yeah u are
yeah u are
riding on a thin sleet of ice
and u dont care
yeah u dont care
cuz u r riding on a thin sleet of ice
ah the blizzard
oh the gloom
doesnt stop u from riding on a thin sleet of ice
and the storm
raging inside
makes u go faster on the thin sleet of ice
will u turn around
give me a look
or will u keep riding on the thin sleet of ice
oh cmon babe
its not too late
gimme ur hand and i will pull u away from the thin sleet of ice
Nicknames Galore !!
What are u gonna be in the End ?

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

Friday, November 21, 2003

scheduling observations : civilization has gotten twisted and ingrained deeply to a strict adherance to follow the order of things that we nowadays need something called as a "schedule".
oh boy i am late for the 9.00 a.m brunch meeting with the society of ozone depletion watchers.
or more commonly .
i think it is time for my restroom break.

lighten up people and just do ur own thing

Thursday, November 20, 2003

What is the meaning of a love deadlock ?

Wednesday, November 19, 2003

Micheal kamen died yesterday, he was 55. may his soul rest in peace.

Monday, November 17, 2003

oh Amore!!

OOnce in a while i come to a point when everything is zero.
Yesterday's up or down doesn't effect anything. I am in a place, like a womb,
like a still unborn baby, but the difference being I have an adult, insecure
fearful mind.
I have nothing, and all that I wanted to accomplish seems unworthwhile. The
world is there, with its million choices, and it's difficult to chose because my
adult prrbah mind finds fault with everything. Even buddha doesn't pass the
We have all faced the world for however many years.
We have seen on an everyday basis new things and thngs repeating themselves.
Pleasant and unpleasant.
Fantasy, and fear are manifestations of the unstable mind. The stable mind sees
all as one, and equal. Nothing is big enough, or too small.

So the void I feel is both pleasant and unpleasant. As if I have a clean chit,
when I need a resume.

have you felt it at anytime...?

I feel small I talk big, I feel big I am silent.

I can't do much for anybody except engage them in dialogue. Maybe make people
think. No I don't think that's true either. I am now moving out of the void.
This mail is doing its job.

I have a plan for the evening, I have fantasies and fears. Talk and action.

I'd like one of you with surplus to lend me some will power.

Is there anybody?

Ek ladka aur ladki sirf dost nahi reh sakte
- Dil to pagal hai
I DO therefore i AM

Thursday, November 13, 2003

We are Still Counting arent WE ?

No of times i will go and hit the slopes this season : 10
No of days to prove my astrologer wrong : 38
No of times i will dig into my treasure chest : 3
No of days to meeting up with crazy rahul : 14
No of weeks waisa bhi hotha hai will reign on the box office : 25
No of flowers i will recieve till the end of the year : 0
No of times i will talk to my mom till i see her again : 5
No of women i am going to ask out by the yr end : 0
No of times i will call ed a croatian : 0
No of chapters i will be done writing by the end of the yr : 1
Random Conversations :

Girl Android: we had roast pork tonight ...
SaMbO|Trooper: i let my fingers do the walking
Girl Android: put in the oven and salt-rubbed by the stirfry ninja (:
Girl Android: hence the not leaving the house thing?
Girl Android: (:
SaMbO|Trooper: ..was too busy trying to impress a chick on There LOL
SaMbO|Trooper: yep
Girl Android: lolololol oh dear....
SaMbO|Trooper: salt-rubbed. nice
Girl Android: did you get a pizza that made chicks dig you?
SaMbO|Trooper: hehe yip - sad
SaMbO|Trooper: well it APPEARED to work! lol
SaMbO|Trooper: must've been the pizza
Girl Android: lololol
SaMbO|Trooper: well it sure as hell wasn't my clothes
Girl Android: hahaahahah
SaMbO|Trooper: i look like a dork in There
SaMbO|Trooper: cos i can't afford fancy stuff hehe

Hi Phenyle belated birthday wishes !!
I feel like a new born now :)

Monday, November 03, 2003

FightClub Insomnia:

For six months...I couldn't sleep.


Echo " I couldn't sleep...I couldn't sleep...I couldn't sleep..."
Jack, sleepy, stands over a copy machine. His Starbucks cup sits on the lid, moving back and forth as the machine copies.

With insomnia, nothing's real. Everything is far away. Everything is a copy, of a copy, of a copy.

Other people make copies, all with Starbucks cups, sipping.


Jack's P.O.V. : A bin full of newspapers, Starbucks cup and FAST FOOD GARBAGE.

When deep space exploration ramps up, it will be corporations that name everything: The IBM Stellar Sphere. The Microsoft Galaxy. Planet Starbucks.

Jack, sipping stares blankly as his BOSS enters, Starbucks cup in hand, and hands a stack of reports.

Gonna need you out-of-town a little more this week. We've got some "red-flags" to cover.

It must've been Tuesday. He was wearing his "cornflower-blue" tie.

(listless management speak)
You want me to de-prioritize my current reports until you advise of a status upgrade?

Make these your primary "action items". Here are your flight coupons. Call me from the road if there are any snags.

Jack's boss slides the stack of reports on Jack's desk and leaves.

He was full of pep. Must've had his grande latte enema.


Jack sits on the toilet, CORDLESS PHONE to his ear, flips through an IKEA catalog. There's a stack of old PLAYBOY magazines and other catalogs nearby.

Like so many others, I had become a slave to the IKEA nesting instinct.

(into phone)
Yes, I'd like to order the Erika Peccary dust ruffles...

Please hold.

Jack drops the catalog on the floor.


If I saw something clever like coffee table sin the shape of a yin and yang, I had to have it.


The Klipske personal office unit, the Hovertrekke home exer-bike. Or the Johannshamnh sofa with the Strinne green stripe pattern...

The office unit APPEARS. Then the exer-bike APPEARS.

Even the Rislampa wire lamps of environmentally-friendly unbleached paper.


I would flip through catalogs and wonder "what kind of dining set defines me as a person?"

A dining room set APPEARS. Jack, the cordless phone still glued to his ear, walks INTO FRAME and continues. Jack opens a cabinet with plates in it.

I had it all. Even the glass dishes with tiny bubbles and imperfections, proof they were crafted by the honest, simple, hard working people of...wherever.

Please hold.

(into phone)
I was holding.

We used to read pornography. Now it was the Horchow Collection.

Jack closes the cabinet. He rummages through the refrigerator. It's practically empty. Jack takes out a jar of mustard, opens it and uses a butter knife to eat it.


Jack, eyes puffy, face pale, sits before an INTERN, who studies him with bemusement.

No, you can't die from insomnia.

What about narcolepsy? I nod off, I wake up in strange places, I have no idea how I got there.

You need to lighten up.

Can't you, please, just give me something?

Red-and-blue Tuinal lipstick-red seconals.

(overlapping with above)
No. You need healthy, natural sleep. Chew some valerian root and get some more exercise.

The Intern rushes Jack to the door. They step into the...


The Intern walks away from Jack, picks up a chart.

Hey, come on. I'm in pain.

You wanna see pain? Swing by First Methodist Tuesday night. See guys with testicular cancer. That's pain.

The intern moves into the other room. Jack stares after him.

Tuesday, October 28, 2003

Old man and a little girl

The little girl Went wandering by
Went wandering by Went wandering by
the moor

She was happy She was happy She was happy
for there was no one around

She could Shout out loud Jump up high Roll on the grass
for no one could see

The little girl Came up to Came up to Came up to
a Giant oak tree

Out came From the shadows From the shadows From the shadows
a grumpy old man

The little girl Went running from Went running from
Went running from
the grumpy old man

She hid under the grass hid by the bushes and hid by the trees
so the old man wouldnt see

The old man though made her laugh made her happy made her dandy
since he was grumpy as grumpy could be

To this day the Village folks say the Village folks say the Village folks say
This odd little tale

And wonder about the Magical day the Magical day the Magical day
when the old man and the little girl met

Thursday, October 23, 2003

What are the odds that a man can win at a rangoli competition ?

Wednesday, October 22, 2003


what more can i say here

peace !

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

Are the Stars
trying to tell you something ?
The Rush

The force within is too hard to control
The freak inside just wants out
The moods they change so very often
The thought inside just wants out
The blood flows with such turbulence
The fear inside just wants out
The change of seasons so proclaims
The doom for the people who just want out

Friday, October 17, 2003

Conversation in an elevator

her: Oh you have such pretty eyes !

me: think nothing of it, they are contacts !

her: No way! i know u are kidding

me: why do u say so

her: they dont make it in that shade :)

me (blushing) : u have an extremely good eyesight :)

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

sickness Vs cure

In this day and age talking about a life without medicines is ridiculous and can get u bashed up ..
Nevertheless i am going to muster all my guts and say This

Every "body" has the capacity of curing itself .. the drugs only tell the brain that u dont have a problem when u are sick and inturn help ur body to heal quickly. So u dont need drugs and can be the mediator urself.

So as usual i was presenting my theory to my thai friend and he said that he had this ugly infection that would show up on his face every now and then and and only applying a particular cream cured it. Well my two cents is he is is pissing his body by applying the cream. His body wants him to have this infection and i am sure for a right reason and he is going against its wishes and actually endangering himself. But like the billion other medical mongers in this planet he dont care a rats ass to what i think.
Ek Anek Aur Ekta

From when we were kids and T.V didnt occupy so much of our lives.

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

YouthFul Pride !
SO as usual i got to thinking about things around me and this time vegas had my brain churning

Oh yeah i was hanging out with gungadin and other homeboys this past weekend.

So u get down at the airport and u hear the slot machines crackling ....
u know its vegasss baby cuz they want ur money for every little time u have to spare.

i was surprised the stripclubs didnt have any slot machines or like butthead would say slut machines .. now that would be a redundant statement for butthead ..Ah now i realize why the dudes never made an entry into one of these clubs in their movie.

Ok as usual i side tracked .. but the point was that vegas wants ur money and it wants it bad.

Vegas also is strikingly obvious with the whole demographics of the cultural generations.
well in english that means that they dont discriminate on the basis of race, sex, age, culture ..
If anything works in timbuktoo u are bound to find it in vegas.

And this variety of choices has obviously brought in its share of segregation. U dont see the
oldies in mandalay bay or luxor .. and u dont see them college kids in MGM grand or the mirage.
U are mostlikely to run into europeans outside the casinos and them texans on the craps table.

One thing for sure u are bound to have a blast no matter how much money u have lost or won.
One advice though is not to try and accomplish everything at vegas. Its immpossible and churns ur stomach. if u wanted to gamble just do that, party then just party, watch shows then just watch shows and if u were only interested in sight seeing well then theres plenty of eye candy :)

Monday, October 13, 2003


Oh! its a crime ..
i couldnt define thought it was just fine
but no oh no its a crime
u feel it want it love it get close to it
u touch it stash it hide it and cant get rid of it

oh my .. my oh my
Money is a crime !

Sunday, October 05, 2003

THe left side of my head hurts
The left side of my head hurts
the doc says its Migraine
but i dont think so

Should i borrow a hammer
Should i borrow a chain
When the dream dissappears
will i get up

The left side of my head hurts
The left side of my head hurts
the doc says its migraine
but i dont think so

Friday, October 03, 2003

Its time to Partaaayy!!

Finally the efforts of my chaddi dost seem to be paying off ..
Time to Rise and Shine Amore

Can there be two elements naturally so born that they can have the exact existence.
Can there be two thoughts that are locally independent and conceptually corroborative

Can there be two fish born at different times in different oceans with no way of telling who is who

is it true that the forces of nature can no longer maintain a unique domain ?

Wednesday, October 01, 2003

in a world full of chaos you come entangled
like a spider on a mission you weave a veil
where is that smile that is left undiscovered
where is that blade that can cut the tentacles

Tuesday, September 30, 2003

The bedroom window is now open

Monday, September 29, 2003


Ah it feels good to be chillin like a villin once again