Monsoon Depression

The monsoons depress me so much that if I allowed myself, I’d cry tears that were bigger than raindrops.

Potato Wedgie

Conversation with basakbabies as he design assisted my potato wedgie

me: aye man, where's my wedgie?
bb: i just re-surfaced infinitum
me: why don't you give me my wedgie back?
bb: no
me: dude, you can’t steal my wedgie!
bb: i am having a moment with it
me: with my wedgie? yurk
…
bb: offend me
me: i can’t
bb: come on! why?
me: because my wedgie is at stake!

Why would you lie about how much coal you had?

I first heard about New York (and Columbia University) outfit, Vampire Weekend at the end of 2009 while having a conversation about the Dharamsala with some deviant music expats. If you listen to 'Oxford Comma' you'll get how. And why.
Turns out the vocalist, Ezra, had actually visited the place way before he even wrote the song.
Apart from being one of the catchiest chansons that I have come across since 2010 began, it's also put my vocals-in-high-pitch to the test. So, while I passed all the mee-hee'ing and the yoo-hoo'ing with golden grades and flying colours, I still stagger helplessly every time I listen to the song. Sigh.
So. Hard. To. Get. Oxford. Comma. Out. Of. Head.

The Beatles didn't know any better

In advertising agencies, when we sit armed with our pencils and the right side of our brains, we often end up ideating on the inside and doing something completely different on the outside. Like this!

Digital assistance by basakbabies

And I Mean This in a Good Way

Happy Friday

Did I say 'Fat'?

I know the things I say will come back to bite me in the ass someday.
That's why, every time I take the liberty to call someone 'fat', I almost immediately follow it up with a silent prayer begging the Universe not to make me three things, fat, ugly or poor. Or a combination of any of those.
And depending on the tone I used while using the 'f' word, I also ask for one lethal superpower... just in case someone decides to come sit on me.