Well, here we are again! Figure skating controversy at the Sochi Winter Olympics. Surprise! Shock! Horror! I must confess this post was started during the London Olympics and consisted of the following two paragraphs (to make it easier for the not-so-bright-at-understanding-long-sentences-in-English I've put them (the two paragraphs) in italics.) The first week of…
Introduction Once upon a time, the Slo-Man was a software programmer, a systems designer known for solving complex problems. His penchant for using innovative data models was a source of much admiration and satisfaction, mostly by and to himself. He ran software development teams with an iron hand, laying down detailed coding standards…
In response to the story, The Chemistry of Love, the curly haired, resourceful friend of the Candy Floss Bangalan, provided her perspective of the story. I am reproducing it here as a commentary to the original story. Here it comes - I have edited it slightly to bring it up to my exacting…
OKRA We chatted long and hard amongst ourselves about this 100th post on this blog. As a landmark post of sorts, there was considerable debate about the following: 1. Who should write it? The Slo-Man is the eldest blogger so he should, said one school of thought. The LastWord is on a roll…
Bottledworder, this is in response to your post. I've broken your questions into three different categories. At the outset, I should mention that I discovered you when you read and liked this post about my life in college. I have stayed with your ever since. So reader, who are you? Have you written a…
Thank you for your patronage over the last year. 2013 was a year of sudden growth, with many new readers coming to read what we had to say. Almost all were kind enough to say something nice or when they had nothing nice to say said nothing at all. We are not sure…
December has become the present. Just as November is the early present. The day after Halloween, stores change from orange and black to red and green, from the scary and gloomy to the bright and festive. Drivers become shoppers and shoppers forget parking skills. Good people become bad tempered louts. The spirit of…
And that's what it should be, the greeting. Not 'Happy Holidays', but 'Merry Christmas' for the reason for the holiday is Christmas. Lest I begin to sound like the PeevedPunjabi, let me hasten to wish all a very Merry Christmas. I hope you are able to enjoy a warm and cozy Christmas with…
Science fairs for high schoolers were an annual affair. A large area with a perimeter of school stalls showing off hand-made experiments with charts on the walls, manned by eager young scientists, also contained a refreshment area. It was great place to meet students from other schools. I stood there chatting with a…
The other day I was pissed off at a comment I read on another blog (not mine). The commenter felt the author was either showing off or writing for personal satisfaction, because it was not fit for the common man. He chose to remain "Anonymous" which tells us everything we need to know…