One Month Anniversary

It has been a month since Shubhra and Deepa started this blog... We would like to recapture some of our favorite moments thus far:

10. Thank you to our friends..., and strangers for posting and stating stories on pathetic happenings in all your lives. It was a pleasure to read and we hope you'll continue to share other pathetic and insignificant moments! :o)

9. Recipes of pukable alcoholic drinks.

8. Recapping on favorite shows and movies such as:
-Uber Violent Apocalypto
-Awesome Heroes
-"I'm almost about to pee in my pants, but will wait till the commercial" because of LOST.

7. Shubhra getting drunk... Well, not really... But coming up with various scenarios on how Shubhra would act if she was drunk was entertaining in itself.

6. Us getting introduced to DerrickWorld...

5. Some of our bloggers have been very philosophical... discussing topics such as Buddhism, Cricket and Yoga - three of them put us to sleep. ;)

4. Deepa got introduced to WoW. Which is awesome.

3. Deepa managed to make an ass of herself on the radio, which was also 'ultra' cool!

2. Grandma reiterating the fact that most politicians are in fact chutiyas, and disagreeing to that would create havoc.!

1. Shubhra being very ambitious on her chewing resolution..., which is still intact and going by the way, in case all you curious readers are wondering.

Thank you for making it a wonderful month... :-D

Um I believe you have my stapler

So last evening B and I found ourselves bored and hungry (read greedy). I was telling B about our psychotic manager and his new found obsession with of all things a stapler! Just as I finished my story we heard the manager yell “This stapler rules”. That was it. We had lost it. We decided to do something about it at once! (We were also super bored) This stapler, we realised could be excellent bait. If we kidnapped it we could ask for almost anything in exchange for it. And so we did. We asked for potato chips. (What? I said we were hungry) Anyway we made this adorable ransom note and I placed it in on the manager’s desk. (I must mention here that B did a great job of distracting the manager. No no. She didn’t do anything inappropriate.) So anyway were still waiting for our potato chips to arrive but till we get them we have the stapler under lock and key. Oh and in case you were wondering this is just a regular stapler. It’s slightly bigger than the average stapler but supposedly it staples really well! Is anyone else reminded of that Milton guy from Office Space?

P.S. The image isn’t very clear but this is what it reads: “Bring five bags of Boulder chips or the stapler gets it”
We originally had said two bags but then we got greedy and changed it to five.
Oh and if you’ve never seen Office Space you can watch the stapler part here.

Since its been over 24 hours and there is still no sign of our chips we sent the manager this: Death of the Stapler - first warning

Edited at 9:41 pm: Day 2 and still no sign of the potato chips. Death of the Stapler - second warning was sent to the manager. The stapler used in this video was not the manager's stapler.

Politics...

While I was doing the dishes this evening, my grandma was standing around appreciating my work and saying, "Beta (child), it is so great that you help your mother once in a while". During my washing and her standing, the topic of politics came up... The conversation went something like so:

My Sweet Grandma: You know beta , our President of India is very intelligent.
Me: Abdul Kalam? Yes, I heard great things about him. You know, Dad actually met him when he was working in Hyderabad and...
My Grandma (interrupting me): Prime Minister on the other hand, complete chutiya! (aka. f**ker)
Me: What Grandma? (Trying to hold my laughter and shocked that my grandma actually knew that word)
Grandma: It is true.

My loving, OCD Mom was passing by, checking in to see if I was cleaning the dishes exactly how she wants me to and loading them in the dishwasher exactly how she wants me to and says, "What are you guys talking about?"

Me: Mom, Grandma has something to say about the the Prime Minister of India.
Grandma: Complete Chutiya.
Mom: WHAT?
Me: Yea mom, he's a chutiya...
Mom (shocked) says to my Grandma: Do you even know what that means?
Grandma (meekly, now walking towards the TV): Huh? What?
Mom: What you just said...
Grandma (started to watch a TV Drama on Sony I think): No... Huh? What did I say?
Me: Grandma, it means...
Mom (interrupting): Deepa!
Grandma: What did I say?
Me: You called the Prime Minister a Chutiya... (trying REALLY hard to hold my laughter)
Mom (angry): Deepa!
Me: What? She said it... (now laughing my head off).
Grandma (still watching the TV): WHAT DID I SAY?
Me: Alright, this was unusually amusing. But grandma, can you let go of the TV? Heroes is on in about 4.2 mins.

Aah... You got to love politics, and family viewpoints on politics... By the way, Heroes was awesome as usual tonight. And can't wait for Lost to begin on Wednesday!

Ode to Disgust !!!

its getting so dry around here that it reminds me of my home town back in India !!

why?

why else?

i lived in a DRY State !!!
yes I am from Gujarat.. specifically Ahmedabad !

anyways.. this is an Ode to Disgust.
the disgust that I am feeling towards alcohol these days.. and towards some people.. ok ok i will keep my rants to myself..

the disgust to alcohol is because I have crossed the limit from occasional drinking.. to occasional TOO MUCH drinking... ;)

and this started with last weekend, when i tried to make another Champion of a drink .. that could compete with SCOKAIN !!!

but like the Chicago Bears, it was nothing spectacular... it was even worse than the Bears.. atleast the Bears showed courage and competition in the first half... but this one was disaster from the start..

it was so disgusting that it didn't make sense to give it a name..

or more like I couldn't come up with one... but anyways here is the golden recipe of disgust !!
one shot of whisky, one of vodka and .... !!!! WAIT FOR ITT !!!!!






it takes TWO shots of RUM to complete the disgust...

yes our very own Mr. Chebu witnessed the crucifiction of my alcoholism LIVE !!!

so now i have decided to give Ode to my home town for a while and take up the DRY DAY strategy for a few days... lets see how long can I survive the THRIST ??

so heres to DRY DAYS !!!
CHEERS !!!! :)