Florida Gators — National Champions! Even disinterested alumnus should give a loud hooray…plus, wouldn’t it have been fun to have been in Gainesville last night when that football-crazed town won this game. I’m imagining it would be a social experiment gone awry: 50% terrifying, 25% sickening, and 25% can’t look away from the car-accident happening type of excitement…
This is a picture of a Gurudwara, a Sikh temple across the street from Pulao’s family’s flat in Delhi. Pretty, no? Majestic and holy?
No. Sorry. Wrong answer.
It may look nice, but the Gurudwara has loudspeakers — two speakers on each corner of the temple, pointing out. Pointing across the street. Loud loudspeakers.
At five in the morning our first day here, it seemed that people from the Gurudwara were shouting in my bedroom. The Sikh priest was leading a . . .
The other night at the bar, two of our friends tried to tell Pulao and me about a practical joke called “doortricking”.
“Have you ever heard of doortricking?”
“No,” we said.
“Well,” our friends continued somewhat sheepishly, “When someone goes into the bathroom, you strip naked and do a handstand right outside the door, so when they open the bathroom door, well . . . they’re surprised.”
Of course it turns out that “doortricking” can only be confirmed to have been done twice in the history of the world . . . both times by the same guy that they . . .
As of 2:49 PM CMT, John Hodgman’s The Areas of My Expertise audiobook is available as a free download on iTunes. But for how long . . .
You may have seen Hodgman as the winning, deadpan, occasional correspondent on The Daily Show. He’s also been recently immortalized as “PC” in the back-and-forth PC v. Mac ads.
The book, my friends Dan and Salma say, is hilarious. I’ve got my download, hopefully ready to make the long, long flight to India seem . . .
The other day I went to the doctor to get some shots for my upcoming trip to India (Pulao and I leave Xmas day for a long vacation to her parents’ homestead in Delhi). Although there’s not much risk of malaria in Delhi, my doc says its pretty standard to take some kind of malarial prophylaxis when visiting India. OK, I say.
“There’re two drugs that are good. A cheap one with side effects, and an expensive one with none.”
This sounds to me like the intro to a parable, or a joke. “What are the side effects for the . . .
By Anirban on April 8th, 2010 in caption contest, India, mass transit
This one’s from Mumbai… y’ know the city in the country famous for its snake charmers and…