Having blogged about Boston, it would be unfair on my part to not write about the awesome trip to Nash.. Here is what I did:
- Arrived late (due to a highly delayed flight, bad SW.. no donut for you!)
- Tried a bite of "Creole Catch" over dinner
- Gave Gops a good surprise jolt! (And thereby made a pact to repeat act every week)
- Woke up late (nothing new about that..)
- Had awesome buffet lunch at Woodlands (YUM)
- Did the touristy stuff: Grand Ole Opry, Opry Mills, etc.
- Complained about the heat
- Watched Kung-Fu Panda! On IMAX.
- Complained about the heat
- Went home, and then did some more touristy stuff in the evening.. Nash downtown etc.
- Complained about the heat
- Did souvenir shopping, and had an awesome time at a honky-tonk dive bar called Tootsies. Best country-rock music ever. Turned out to the Jimmy Van Zant! Go figure, random luck.
- Watched a really odd indie flick called Happy Endings.
- Woke up on Sunday, late again
- Complained about the heat
- Went to the temple and ate free food
- Complained about the heat some more
- Went to VanderbiltU and chatted away forever
- Complained about the heat even more
- Packed my bags and said goodbye!
Yee Haw.
6/17/08
6/16/08
Chowda!
Despite the low-blow bummer with the apartment (that came Saturday morning) I had an awesome time in Boston. The fun part: being a laid-back tourist. I'm not one that can rush around frantically trying to cram in as much as possible into that one trip. Took it easy.
Did do:
1. Freedom Trail - The tour guide was a History teacher, very enthusiastic, and too cool.
2. Riverside Fair - Walked along the Charles River and went gaga over the local artisan stalls. Did chalk drawings on the cordoned off road like a crazy kid. Waited too long in line for a pottery session, and gave up. Bought a bell that actually said something very witty (should update).
3. Downtown - Nightlife, shopping, Food (obviously) and Ice Cream, Quincy Market
4. LAL-Celtics game: Woohoo.
5. Walked the hallowed halls of MIT, Vassar St. Wow, what a student center.
Planned, but rained out:
1. Cape Cod beaches
2. Jet Ski-ing.
Learnt:
1. Sam Adams is NOT a beer, but the Father of the American Revolution.
2. The face on Sam Adams bottle is disputed, but is actually Paul Revere.
3. Listen my children and you shall hear, Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere
4. Boston is old, Boston is swampland for the major part.
5. A new recipe for Veg Biryani from Sugee (yay!)
That wrapped up the Boston Tour.
Now for Philly a couple of weekends down the line.
Did do:
1. Freedom Trail - The tour guide was a History teacher, very enthusiastic, and too cool.
2. Riverside Fair - Walked along the Charles River and went gaga over the local artisan stalls. Did chalk drawings on the cordoned off road like a crazy kid. Waited too long in line for a pottery session, and gave up. Bought a bell that actually said something very witty (should update).
3. Downtown - Nightlife, shopping, Food (obviously) and Ice Cream, Quincy Market
4. LAL-Celtics game: Woohoo.
5. Walked the hallowed halls of MIT, Vassar St. Wow, what a student center.
Planned, but rained out:
1. Cape Cod beaches
2. Jet Ski-ing.
Learnt:
1. Sam Adams is NOT a beer, but the Father of the American Revolution.
2. The face on Sam Adams bottle is disputed, but is actually Paul Revere.
3. Listen my children and you shall hear, Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere
4. Boston is old, Boston is swampland for the major part.
5. A new recipe for Veg Biryani from Sugee (yay!)
That wrapped up the Boston Tour.
Now for Philly a couple of weekends down the line.
:(
I'm extremely disappointed. The awesome loft that I was supposed to move into has now been taken by someone who was willing to sign a two year lease, and was hence favored over me. Sick. After all the planning for my new layout, new furniture shopping, etc. I am in complete hate-mode right now.
And also not helping, is my Dramamine fix before the flight this morning. Making me droopy and more depressed about things in general.
Atleast it reflects the tattoo I got over the weekend. (Copyright: Jim Benton. Title: Life. Get one)
And also not helping, is my Dramamine fix before the flight this morning. Making me droopy and more depressed about things in general.
Atleast it reflects the tattoo I got over the weekend. (Copyright: Jim Benton. Title: Life. Get one)
6/13/08
Banana Pancakes
I'm addicted!
(Jack Johnson)
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside...
But Baby, You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
But just maybe, laka ukulele
Mommy made a baby
Really don't mind the practice
Cause your my little lady
Lady lady love me
Cause I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no world outside
And we could pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need aint no need
Mmmm MMmmm
Cant you see cant you see
Rain all day
And I don't mind.
The telephone is singing
Ringing its too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to we got everything
We need right here
And everything we need is enough
Just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
Don't really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, yeah wake up slow
You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need, Aint no need
Rain all day and I really really really don't mind
Can't you see cant you see,You gotta wake up slow
(Jack Johnson)
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside...
But Baby, You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
But just maybe, laka ukulele
Mommy made a baby
Really don't mind the practice
Cause your my little lady
Lady lady love me
Cause I love to lay here lazy
We could close the curtains
Pretend like there's no world outside
And we could pretend it all the time
Cant you see that its just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need aint no need
Mmmm MMmmm
Cant you see cant you see
Rain all day
And I don't mind.
The telephone is singing
Ringing its too early
Don't pick it up
We don't need to we got everything
We need right here
And everything we need is enough
Just so easy
When the whole world fits inside of your arms
Don't really need to pay attention to the alarm
Wake up slow, yeah wake up slow
You hardly even notice
When I try to show you this
Song is meant to keep ya
From doing what your supposed to
Like waking up too early
Maybe we can sleep in
Ill make you banana pancakes
Pretend like its the weekend now
And we could pretend it all the time
Can't you see that it's just raining
Aint no need to go outside
Aint no need, Aint no need
Rain all day and I really really really don't mind
Can't you see cant you see,You gotta wake up slow
6/11/08
Very un-gadget-y.
I don't own any of the following:
- iPhone
- iPod (Shuffle, Nano, Touch, or any mp3 device for that matter)
- MacBookAir
- XBox
- Wii
- Nintendo
- PlayStation
- Giant FlatScreen Plasma TV
- DVD player
- Bose Speakers
I am doomed.
But, mere paas maa hai..! ;)
- iPhone
- iPod (Shuffle, Nano, Touch, or any mp3 device for that matter)
- MacBookAir
- XBox
- Wii
- Nintendo
- PlayStation
- Giant FlatScreen Plasma TV
- DVD player
- Bose Speakers
I am doomed.
But, mere paas maa hai..! ;)
6/10/08
Hell yeah, y'all!
My trip to Nashville. Meeting Indro after 3 years! Catching up with Gops (haha, what a reaction on the webcam) after such a LONG time. Precious :) And the dive bar Tootsie's, the awesomest Indian buffet I've had ever, Chris&Anibal, chatting at VanderbiltU for all of 4 hours in the afternoon, a lot of good old country music (Hell, Yeah!).
I hate flying, especially without Dramamine. But all that stems from one lousy 24 hour journey in 2004. After that, flying has never quite been the same. In the good old days, you'd find me enjoying my trips to Saudi, etc.. but now, flying is a huge pain. God knows why my stupid system gets screwed up like this. Anyhow, the onward journey was fine (except for the take-off delay, but atleast I wasn't sitting on the flight for 8 hours like some poor folks a couple of years ago!). The return really freaked me out.
Chi-town had a tornado watch in effect, and so our flight was unable to land. Three times he tried to land, and every single time, he'd go all the way into the landing strip, the wheels about 45 feet from the ground.. and then, like some fire breathing dragon were on his tail, he'd lurch at a 45deg angle, and take off from the airspace all the way back up into the clouds. It sure didn't help that the clouds were totally black and threatening with lightning flashes every 10 seconds! And the plane wasn't even plain bumpy, it was listing from side to side... rotating on an axis, if I may exaggerate. Man, as if this weren't enough to freak me out, the lady sitting next to me was babbling. You know how these nervous flyers are, who decide that the minute a plane does a little hop-skip-jump, they are going to die in a horrific crash. Haha, the chunk of my time in the air was spent trying to make some small talk and distract her from the flight's course. Phew. And finally, on the fourth try, home sweet home. The whole flight was clapping like they'd witnessed a miracle or something :) Oh well, an interesting flight, but turned my system inside-out.. Not something that one day of sleep (Sick day at work!) didn't take care of! Plus a little bit of tearing up in bed about the awful flight, also. Sniff.
And now, my bags will be packed this weekend again: Boston, here I come.
I hate flying, especially without Dramamine. But all that stems from one lousy 24 hour journey in 2004. After that, flying has never quite been the same. In the good old days, you'd find me enjoying my trips to Saudi, etc.. but now, flying is a huge pain. God knows why my stupid system gets screwed up like this. Anyhow, the onward journey was fine (except for the take-off delay, but atleast I wasn't sitting on the flight for 8 hours like some poor folks a couple of years ago!). The return really freaked me out.
Chi-town had a tornado watch in effect, and so our flight was unable to land. Three times he tried to land, and every single time, he'd go all the way into the landing strip, the wheels about 45 feet from the ground.. and then, like some fire breathing dragon were on his tail, he'd lurch at a 45deg angle, and take off from the airspace all the way back up into the clouds. It sure didn't help that the clouds were totally black and threatening with lightning flashes every 10 seconds! And the plane wasn't even plain bumpy, it was listing from side to side... rotating on an axis, if I may exaggerate. Man, as if this weren't enough to freak me out, the lady sitting next to me was babbling. You know how these nervous flyers are, who decide that the minute a plane does a little hop-skip-jump, they are going to die in a horrific crash. Haha, the chunk of my time in the air was spent trying to make some small talk and distract her from the flight's course. Phew. And finally, on the fourth try, home sweet home. The whole flight was clapping like they'd witnessed a miracle or something :) Oh well, an interesting flight, but turned my system inside-out.. Not something that one day of sleep (Sick day at work!) didn't take care of! Plus a little bit of tearing up in bed about the awful flight, also. Sniff.
And now, my bags will be packed this weekend again: Boston, here I come.
6/2/08
On Apt Hunt
When did an apartment hunt become this exhausting?! Usually people check the location, find a place, and set up shop. Here I am, searching for the last three (yes, you read it right, THREE) months, and I'm yet to pack my bags. God Bless Joan, for letting me do a month-to-month of sorts right now with the old space.
I'm so nit-picky, I disgust myself. Shame on you Dee.
And now that I'm all done showing my support for Obama on my blog (that no one reads, by the way), I feel very clever. Imagine, copying and pasting html code all by myself. (Oh, yes, I didn't WRITE the code myself, but that is a trivial technicality!) "Oh, how clever", I can't stop saying to myself!
My other recent accomplishments:
- Booking quite a few travel tickets. More on that in another post. Maybe I'll even do a travelog. Reminds me of the one I did in Egypt a long time ago..
- Buying a case for my digicam (and a pretty one, at that) If my camera could speak it would say: Thank heavens lady, I thought you were just not going to move your ass on that one!
- Working over the weekend. Slogged. Like some workaholic-in-the-making.
Actually, I'm all thrilled about starting to blog a bit more regularly again. And not be lazy.
I'm so nit-picky, I disgust myself. Shame on you Dee.
And now that I'm all done showing my support for Obama on my blog (that no one reads, by the way), I feel very clever. Imagine, copying and pasting html code all by myself. (Oh, yes, I didn't WRITE the code myself, but that is a trivial technicality!) "Oh, how clever", I can't stop saying to myself!
My other recent accomplishments:
- Booking quite a few travel tickets. More on that in another post. Maybe I'll even do a travelog. Reminds me of the one I did in Egypt a long time ago..
- Buying a case for my digicam (and a pretty one, at that) If my camera could speak it would say: Thank heavens lady, I thought you were just not going to move your ass on that one!
- Working over the weekend. Slogged. Like some workaholic-in-the-making.
Actually, I'm all thrilled about starting to blog a bit more regularly again. And not be lazy.
5/31/08
5/1/08
Umm..?
I sign in every now and then, hoping I come up with something to write. But nothing seems to help! Is my life so boring/mundane/routine/devoid of new things, that I have nothing even worth mentioning??
Such is the life, eh?
Maybe that awesome Lakeview apartment on LSD will make me more creative. It sure will bankrupt me, that I can guarantee!
Such is the life, eh?
Maybe that awesome Lakeview apartment on LSD will make me more creative. It sure will bankrupt me, that I can guarantee!
4/7/08
Chemically yours.
Man isn't really as in control of life as he thinks he is. When do we wake up to the reality that what we "feel" is nothing but an interplay of chemicals? Pain is not really pain, and joy/sorrow are nothing more than different chemicals being released into our system.
The attack of the hormones! Aaaah.. Vengeance shall be mine someday, you stupid chemicals. Screw you, serotonin! Bah. I'll hit you where it hurts.. War on the hypothalamus. Fight, you coward! (Oh, by the way, epinephrine, you're in my good books) When all your stupid singal transduction pathways fizzle out, you'll know the pain yourself.
Oh wait, how ironic.
The attack of the hormones! Aaaah.. Vengeance shall be mine someday, you stupid chemicals. Screw you, serotonin! Bah. I'll hit you where it hurts.. War on the hypothalamus. Fight, you coward! (Oh, by the way, epinephrine, you're in my good books) When all your stupid singal transduction pathways fizzle out, you'll know the pain yourself.
Oh wait, how ironic.
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