Saturday, December 31, 2005

I am famous!


It's the name. They made a car: Mercury Milan. Its cool, huh?

What does Milan give you? More, of course. Quality, Distinctive Style. Options built on your preferences. Explore the smartest guy inside and out. Hmm... sounds like moi, does it not?

And Now Some News

Here's a sober Blog for you:

More shooting. In a drunken revelry, Danny Carpio, an army private, while shooting in air to celebrate his return for the holidays, accidentally shot dead a Bangladeshi woman in her eye on the 5th floor (4th by our standards) in Queens, New York. Selina Akhtar was 28 and was looking out the window at that time. She was undiscovered for half hour until her husband got off the phone.

"What are you, fucking crazy?" an unidentified man had asked the shooter. He had replied, laughing: Yeah, we're crazy!"

This rings a familiar tone with the incident over at Nagarkot, doesn't it? To use the heavily cliched statement: Guns dont kill people! People kill people!
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Deceptive Glass re.

A study done at Cornell University showed that you tend to pour less liquor into a tall, slender glass than you would into a short, fat glass. But your mind thinks that it's the other way around.

The study also demonstrated that even professional bartenders misjudge the amount wrong much of the time, although their assessments improve with experience.

So when you are drinking for the New Years', make sure you choose the glass along with the liquor type to make sure you get your objective (drink more than you think to get wet, or less than you think to be sober yet lightheaded)!

Milan Likes French

Now that I can afford to be bored, I realize that I do not want to be bored.

You know, French is one sexy language. If I get to choose a bride, the one who speaks French is going to get a LOT of bias from my side. Those of you already stretching your arms to get ahold of a copy of 'French for Dummies', slow down, because I am not marrying soon. Besides, I am balding. And short. So... simmer down!!

Tara you know, I am thinking- I should take french. I can say a few. One-to-Ten goes: Une Deux, Trois, Quatre, Cinq, Six, Sept, Huit, Neuf, Dix. Apart from that, I can say:
Je t'aime - I love you
Je t'adore - I adore you
Je parle Francais. Un peu. - I speak French. A little.
Je m'appelle Milan Pradhan.

Voulez Vous Coucher avec moi ce soir? - Would you like to sleep with me tonight?
Ok, ok. That's a line from that Lady Marmalade song by Beyonce and those other felines.

I knew a lot more phrases, but that's all I have at the top of my mind as of now. Also, I can swear in French. Some of palatable ones are:
Merde! (pronounced mayrd) - meaning, "Oh, Shit!"
Tu délires!? - Are you crazy??
Casse-toi : Piss off!
Mon dieu! : My God!

However, I am not going to include French in my list of languages in my CV. And I know I shouldn't, despite the temptations to do so. My personal rule of thumb is I have to know 1000 high frequency words of a language by heart to say that I know it.

My feet are heated, but my knees are cold

Ever since my laptop succumbed to death, I have been doomed to sit in front of a desktop in cold, kneecaps and digits frozen.

I had the privilege of watching the Coen brothers' "The Ladykillers". Despite the fact that the movie got an average rating at IMDB, I loved it.

The Coens never cease to amaze me with their comedy lineup. They create this offbeat humor, that unfortunately has a serious undertone.
Their movies that I love:
Raising Arizona- absolutely great one
Intolerable Cruelty
O Brother, Where Art Thou?
Fargo
The Man Who Wasnt There

Incidentally, here are a few other blood-related directors who made it big in Hollywood:
The Coen Brothers
The Farelly Brothers (Dumb and Dumber, Shallow Hal, Me, Myself and Irene, There's Something About Mary)
The Wachowski Brothers (Bound, Matrix series)
Francis Ford Coppola (Godfather Trilogy) and Sofia Coppola (Lost in Translation)

Some blood related actors (lets not venture into Bollywood for obvious reasons!):
Jake and Maggie Gyllenhaal (Donnie Darko)
John and Joan Cusack (Grosse Pointe Blank)
Michael and Kirk Douglas

Can u think of any more? I wouldnt call this a mindless exercise, coz I exercized my mind almost fully when I wrote this piece.

So appreciate it and support your local blogger!

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

The Sinatras

I walked home from Mangalbazar today, listening to Nancy Sinatra. Frank and Nancy sing what I would like to call as mature love songs. Not literally though. Their songs are soused in kiddish romance and rhymey rhythms. What I mean is, it somehow seems the songs are targeted to mature people's ears to remind them that love, although foolish, is the way to go. Or that they know this as the divine truth, and those who disregard it are missing out a lot. Here is a piece from Frank Sinatra's "My Funny Valentine":

Your looks are laughable, unphotographable. Yet you're my favorite work of art.
Is your figure less than Greek, is your mouth a little weak, when you open it to speak, are you smart?

He he... it does not seem to make sense. But it does when it comes out of Frank's mouth.

Here are a few must-listen songs:
Frank: My Way, All the Way, My Funny Valentine, That Old Black Magic, Lets Fall in Love, Let It Snow, Mrs. Robinson, Yesterday, etc.
Nancy: Bang Bang, Fever, Sugar Town, These Boots are Made for Walking, The End, Hit The Road Jack, End of the World, Daytripper, As Tears Go By.
Duo: Something Stupid.

Good listening!