“Doing the dishes” is the act of cleaning up after a meal. All the pots, pans and assorted stirrers, cutlery and the actual dishes are lumped...Continue reading→
Bric a brac
This page is the dumpster, the cavernous, faceless, identity-less posts that cannot be categorized easily into the other categories. They're not quite Travel, Food or Memoirs. They're not about Writing, they're certainly not Poetry or Fiction. Some are opinions pieces and right before I created this page they were tagged as "Opinion". However, not all of these are strictly opinions. Some are mere observations, others rants.
Anyway, here are all of those tired, unwashed and careworn denizens of this blog. I have to say some of these are not bad posts, it's just that they're like me; hard to define, or one could say, alphabetize, analyze, arrange, assort, brand, break down, catalogue, class, codify, distinguish, docket, file, grade, group, index, label, match, order, organize, peg, pigeonhole, regiment, segregate, sort, systematize, tabulate, tag, ticket, type, typecast. You get the general idea, right?
That's not to say I haven't tried categorising them. Just don't blame me if the category doesn't quite fit the slot..... In other words, I am blameless in this matter.
Yosemite tangle
I’m tangled up in Yosemite and the need to write a blog. The pictures need fixing but the software’s just a dog. Oh, what a tangled...Continue reading→
The Mars Club Member’s Daughter
This must be shared…..
#Oscars
So we had the annual, actually, the 87th Annual, dress-up-and-make-political-speeches-thank-god-my-family-the-cast-and-crew-for-an-amazing-film extravanganza. It was hosted by Neil Patrick Harris and featured a confusing opening song-and-dance. Well produced...Continue reading→
NEVER TRUST A CRICKETER
< A little comic relief before the India vs South Africa match at #WC2015. This was sent to me by a lovely lady who shall remain...Continue reading→
Choice is good
The question of choice is always a good one. Should one have choice? Yes. How much choice should one have? Now, that’s a good question that...Continue reading→
The Date of the Jackal
Time to reblog an old(er) story. Since all my stories are (essentially) true, I have no qualms about recycling them every Thursday. I suspect some of...Continue reading→
Mishti Doi
Well – they asked me to. Ok, well, what actually happened was this. One of my friends, who writes poetry here and is also an artist,...Continue reading→
The First School Reunion
Given the spate of mini-reunions I went to last month and given it’s Thursday, I think a reblog of this one and only formal school reunion...Continue reading→
Sex and Marriage
So recently, some female author, trying to flog her book, sponsored a debate on premarital sex. Briefly, she asked, Yes or No. Of course the usual...Continue reading→
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