Selective Amnesia There was a point to this. But I forgot.

24Aug/064

Some obvious observations

If you checked out the Top Vote putter’s page at PutVote.com now, you will notice something. The second most active user, as per number of articles voted on, is the anonymous catch-all – the Guest. In fact, guests and non-registered voters have contributed more articles, have voted on more articles than most others, and in short, have kept the site running well. Which means, that the community has taken over the site, rather than the two people who started it. Which, to me, is proof that PutVote is cool.

Flickr is now kinda overrun by the “Meaning searchers” – people who look for good in everything they do. They create groups and stuff that will help aid a high cause, they have contests in which what I create is not as important as adhearing to the theme, they force me to change my identity, my uniqueness, in order to present a “unified, single face” to the outside world. And it’s all getting to me. Flickr is, was cool because it gave me the easiest way to host photos online. And later on, it was cool because I could learn stuff, like photography (at which I sucked majorly) from people I knew, albeit online. But now, it has kinda become a big community of whiners bleeding hearts.

Orkut has this little thing called Karma – wherein, I rate my friends. Very cool idea – but somebody please tell me what the fuck is the point in assigning a degree to trustworthiness? The way I see it, you trust somebody either fully (100%) or not at all (0%). 70% or 80% or 50% trustworthiness defeats the fucking purpose. Ah, but if that was the idea…

Sticking with Orkut, where do all those people who view my profile (people I haven’t heard of, I don’t know of, and don’t want to know of {especially the girls}) come from?

The point of this post? Ha!

24Aug/065

Home alone

Home alone

‘Home alone’ On Black

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22Aug/065

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I am so bored with the internet.

22Aug/060

Happy Birthday Madras

22nd August is Madras Day. And to celebrate, the Chennai Metroblog’s got some cool stuff.

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20Aug/061

To hell with it

When your body’s burning up, when your feet and your fingers are sending regular reminders to your brain (which meanwhile is pounding the inside of your skull) via a mechanism known as pin-pricks, all you can think of is how to turn your experience into a blog post. For instance, you think of describing the shivering as a train rumbling through a station.
You know, those deserted, single platform affairs that usually are shown in Tamil movies which have either the hero or the heroine returning from jail. Yes, that one
Your shiver starts of at the feet, a gentle, distant rumble. You feel the train coming close, but you still have time to jump across the tracks. Then the shiver reaches your hip, your spine. Now you are well and truly in it. Your body convulses in its place. The train’s in the station, yet picking up speed. Now the shiver’s reached your teeth. The train’s gone but the tracks clang and shake, and so do your jaws. A horrible, brittle ‘clack clack’ is all you are left with. And then it begins all over again

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14Aug/069

The Arts = Sex

Literature, Poetry, Religion, Sculpture, Painting – they are all about the sex. I swear and all

13Aug/060

Madras Unlimited

I am beginning a new series on the Chennai Metroblogging site, on the history of Madras, its little known suburbs and stuff. If you are in the mood for some nostalgia and bad writing, hop over. Madras Unlimited – Thalankuppam

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