Mondays should be banned.

Another monday .... another week ahead .... another this .... another that!! Funny how life always seems to repeat itself with unnerving regularity every 7 days. I cant remember the last time when i felt ecstatic on a monday or despondent on a saturday. My minds and moods seemed to be intricately linked with the movement of the moon around the earth. 15 days to a full moon ... 15 days to a no moon ... the circle of life. Would werewolves be feeling the same way as i do about the moon? Would they croon at noon about me speaking too soon on the subject of the moon? Anybody's guess ... but mine.

More mundane matters at hand ... i strongly recommend that you watch "Kya Kool hai hum" and surprise yourself about the maximum density of sexual innuendoes possible in a movie. Man oh man ! Its like Baywatch and Didi's Comedy Show rolled into one. Imagine Anna Nicole in a Rob Schneider flick and you know what i am talking about.

More in my next ... need to get back to work

Global vetti minima. Local vetti maxima. Pretty much sums up my current state of mind. And you my dear reader, if you are unacquainted with the fine nuances of Tamil would not realize that 'vetti' is an ethereal symbol for a self-administered state of spriritual tranquility (Read as joblessness). "Wela" in hindi, "kichuna" in bong, "yen madila" in kannada, "chin-poi tung" in a chinese dialect ... call it what you want but you and i are unconsciously progressing to achieve this state of bliss!

Ok if you have got here, then you are as crazy as I and therefore it behooves me to welcome you with open arms and embrace you, brother onto brother. Feminists ... take a hike if you thought that i should have said sister as well. I write this blog not to pander to any sort of gender chauvinism but to propogate my own state of jinguchaka.

Random ramblings apart, i am writing this post as a test run to see if all these things actually go up on the web. Have a sneaking suspicion that the web knows about me and will try to keep me from unleashing my genius on this artless world.

You of the reader, me of the poster .... both of us good party we make.