Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

Saw a cool template and instantly fell in love with it! Result: A new photo blog ! Check it out and subscribe! The URL is flog for a reason. I have practically flogged these photos. Other established photographers and wannabes etch the beauty of their subjects in a delicate manner. Not me! Nada! I flog them on to my canvas! See it to believe it! P.S: All pictures are randomly shot on my mobile phone. I am too damn lazy to lug around a camera and worry about light and stuff like that. If I like it, I take it! Pronto! Hai vasti people! Keep eating those vitamins!

I have an Outbrain widget on the blog. The one that allows you to click and rate the post. Very same thing people barely use! It pays for itself by inserting contextual links to posts outside the blog. Look at the link that came along with my last post: Vaginal Health: Why Do I Have Watery Discharge? A truly WTF moment! It is pretty much contextual when you think about it. The post starts with a fuck and I guess its pretty much related. Hmm...most of the time at least you pervs! If you dig deeper, its even more intelligent! I have referenced the movie Paleri Manikyam: Oru paathirakolapathikathinte katha. The movie deals with the first (fictional) rape-murder in unified Kerala! Very relevant unless you have very different taste! I should stop before I turn this post into an innuendo fueled fuck fest! Two days on and I can't sleep! I went to bed early. Switched off my laptop so that I don't get up in the middle of the night to check upon mails that never were.Slept for somet...

Fuck! A bloody weekend and I cannot sleep! I should be sleeping late into the day, lazily shielding myself from the greenish glare of the sun. Greenish thanks to my curtains, which I chose and absolutely adore! Feeling a little bad about leaving to Bangalore. Its been one and a half months at home and will be two by the time I leave. Of course, everything depends on whether the Hepatitis virus manages to leave me! If I am really lucky, I could be suffering from pancreatic cancer or a rare form of liver cancer. The perils of information overload! If I stay awake for 10 more minutes, the Pakistan-New Zealand test match will start. Watching the pakis getting pawned is sadistically uplifting! A little while later Cricket Revolution will be done downloading and I can start playing it! A neat game! You can play all sorts of shots unlike the usual hit and giggle in EA Cricket. I guess I will listen to some music on Spotify . Installed it using a UK proxy. Works like a charm! Awesome on-dema...

Check out the movie blog for the new series. First up is the write up on Onnu Muthal Poojyam Vare.

...when we as a nation was shamed by a bunch of mindless drones. Same time last year, all of us were glued with horror to our television sets watching the reality show with the highest stakes ever: human lives and dignity of a nation. How different is our country after that gruesome incident? How protected are we from future attacks? Before we launch into a tirade on the ineffectiveness of our Government, read this informative article by Nita. We can without any doubt say that the level of preparedness is higher than what it used to be. But will this prevent future attacks? Where there is a will there is a way. Its the innate human nature to resist against the defenses and find chinks in them. With a certain amount of preparation and lot of money, terrorists can stage such an attack anywhere in India. I doubt that even Mumbai could be an exception with all its alertness. This is in no way degrading our intelligence wings. Unknown to us, they may be thwarting several plots as we speak...

via collegehumor.com This is awesome! Click through for four more! Posted via web from Pain on the Posterior

The geriatric Thackeray and a Shiv Sena on an alarming decline is desperate for some media coverage after the drubbing handed out by the people of Maharashtra in the assembly polls. Nothing new here, except that the level of desperation is at an all time high, with Bhatija Thackeray snapping up the votes of the insane ones. Desperate folks tend to be sharp or stupid. In this case, Oldie T chose to be the latter and a monumental one at that! Sachin Tendulkar elicits the same emotions that the National Anthem educes from Indians. A gross generalisation, but its true at least for an overwhelming majority. The kind of reverence that Sachin commands is perhaps comparable to Maradona in Argentina. Its suicidal and plain stupid to target a person, who transcends the divisions in the nation with the silliest of allegations. It all started with a harmless remark from Sachin: " I am a Maharashtrian and I am extremely proud of that. But I am an Indian first. And Mumbai belongs to all Ind...