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I Type, Therefore I Blog: August 2008
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Thursday, August 21, 2008. They say, lightning never strikes twice at the same place. The Bird's nest in Beijing begs to differ as a second bolt struck tonight. A little while ago I made a not so good critique of the opening ceremony. The ceremony might have lacked energy but the Games sure didn't. The tumbling of records by Phelps and Bolt have truly made this edition the most spectacular ever. Wishing lots of luck to the India boxers. Picture abhi baaki hai. Links to this post.
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: The Frugal Muse!
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Monday, July 13, 2015. Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story. Of a hunt for fortunes, a quest for glory! Show me the trials you put life through, O Fortuna. Thus I may breathe life into these dramatis personae. Lets build a world, you and I. Where the strangest things, they do thrive. Lend me a peek, into this other dimension. That is locked away, the key is in your possession. Stoke the embers, rekindle the fire. Of passion, sow the seeds of desire. Grass on Fire .
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: February 2009
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Saturday, February 21, 2009. Abou Ben Mayhem (may his kind decrease),. Harbinger of destruction. enemy of peace. Awoke from his slumber. to a deep chill and gloom. As a demon made way, into his room. A harsh growl emerged,from the creature's throat. As it read from the parchment, which his masters wrote. Hear now the words, of the lords whom demons hail,. Heed the words of Lucifer. Beelzebub and Azrael. This be the list of the damned, that God sent forth. Satan make you captain?
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: May 2009
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Wednesday, May 27, 2009. Today, I have nothing to write about. Today, I have nothing to write about. No coherent thought from my chaotic mind. Nothing to rant, no axe to grind. No inspiration, it’s hard to find. Today, I have nothing to sing about. No tale of happiness, no tale of sorrow. No song about today, nothing about tomorrow. No tune I could steal, no tune I could borrow. Today, I have nothing to paint about. No ethereal vision, no enchanting sight. But I did write,.
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: The birth of Ginger and garlic
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Wednesday, August 13, 2008. The birth of Ginger and garlic. A long time ago, in a galaxy not so far away (time and distance amount to nothing in a mythological story), the Devas and Asuras were at war. Neither were immortals and there were heavy casualities. So, the Devas decide to churn the Milk sea(Vishnu's private Jacuzzi)to get the Divine Nectar called Amrit. They are mighty pissed off at Surya till this day and occasionally gobble him up to create eclipses. The Amrit, which...
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: Give me a place to stand
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Friday, October 17, 2008. Give me a place to stand. Give me a place to stand. And I will move the world. Give me a cup to fill. And I will drink the ocean dry. Give me a sad face. And I will bring out a smile. Give me a sympathetic shoulder to lean on. And I will cry you a river. Give me courage to fight. And I will win you a war. Give me a cause to believe. And I will bring you a revolution. Give me a violin to play. And I will write you a symphony. Give me a pen to write.
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: June 2009
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Friday, June 19, 2009. Atheist : Be proud, Come out. I had never really understood the concept of Gay people "coming out" or "Gay Pride" until I "came out" as an Atheist and identified with "Atheist Pride". Those who have been visiting my blog for some time might have noticed the scarlet A on my sidebar. For the benefit of the few reading this from a feed :. Anyone who thinks Morals and ethics are standard and stagnant over time is simply fooling himself. They evolve just as...
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: Lightning strikes twice
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Thursday, August 21, 2008. They say, lightning never strikes twice at the same place. The Bird's nest in Beijing begs to differ as a second bolt struck tonight. A little while ago I made a not so good critique of the opening ceremony. The ceremony might have lacked energy but the Games sure didn't. The tumbling of records by Phelps and Bolt have truly made this edition the most spectacular ever. Wishing lots of luck to the India boxers. Picture abhi baaki hai. Grass on Fire .
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: July 2008
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Wednesday, July 23, 2008. It has just come to my attention that I am a Googlewhack. :-) :-) and several more smilies. The search string is "hex$adeca$phobia chl$orofluor$ocar$bon" (without the quotes, of course. duh. and more duhs). This is Flying spaghetti Monster fantabulous. Ps : For those who don't know what a googlewhack is. Search query consisting of two words, that returns a single result. Pps: Ignore the $'s in the string. Posted by Sri Harsha Dandibhotla. Grass on Fire .
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I Type, Therefore I Blog: The Heartbreak of Tubby Mouse
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I Type, Therefore I Blog. Monday, September 01, 2008. The Heartbreak of Tubby Mouse. The Mouse ran up the clock. And so it was, that late at night. Nested away, out of sight. In that cozy little clock, in the alcove. The mouse did scurry, to meet his lady love. Blessed be the eyes", the little mouse said,. That have ever gazed upon your lovely face. Of all the mice ever, be they alive or dead,. You're the prettiest ever, I rest my case". Your whiskers' woven from silk, your tail's made of felt,. Excellen...
