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Friday, October 21, 2005

100 emails in 4 days to the familia!

A landmark has been achieved. 100 emails were sent this past week. The subject? “Cranberry Chutney Rocked my lunch break” started by me–the 100th email was cat-girl. It should be noted that only six emails had anything even remotely to do with Cranberrys or Chutneys or lunch breaks. What does this say about us? We check our email atleast 30 times a day, on the hour every hour. None of us “edit the subject”. Here is a brief script of all the topics discussed in the 100 emails. Dont ask Y, for Y is only a crooked letter:)

-For lunch, I had a pretty mediocre sandwich made of soy nuggets, and this corn/bean/spinach/tomato sauce thing I made. But then I had some cranberry chutney with it, and it is d e l i c i o u s !! yummmyy in my tummy!! Trader Joe’s, people..Trader Joe’s… –sony-fishhhhhhhhhh is meat. ur name will be “sinner tommy” plus leena said that tuna contain mercury and u aint supposed to eat it. We dont even let nikki eat tuna bcoz it contains mercury. –jommy

-hahhahah i read it its funny sony every one should call each other gandu and spread the love don’t ya think? what turnip truck did you fall off… hahhahha foooooooooooooooooooooool –cat girl

-made my day too.. thanks sony ..and ofocurse thanks”Saale” ji. Now sony don’t ask me what the meaning ofSaale is .. i am sure joemon has a LOTR version ofthat too..–P-man

-there’s a dog named lucky who lives close to us and benny always pees on lucky’s fence…so this morning lucky was around when benny peed on the fence and lucky came and licked benny’s pee off the fence. my benny has got some tasty urine!!!–cat-girl

-did you all see 20/20 on friday..it was abt germs abt people actually thought dog has the cleanest saliva hjehe–joemon

-downloaded the Windows 2003 that jommy sent…I lovethe rar files..they are so tiny…The download tookseconds(I though it would take atleast 15 mins)..thenunzipped with 7-zip awesome!..all within 1 minute.Ofcourse Hail Jommy for leading an extereme life inthe seediest parts of the Internet and brining us thefruits of his labor –Dommer

Happy? Rich?

This is a good chat session with Jommy. There is the waxing of philosophy to behold:)

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Naked Truth

Half naked trees caught in the cold

shivering away its sun set colors

laying a path of gold and yellow

for magical stories to unfold –Cat girl 11/05

That’s How the Malayalis Do It!

Say Yeahh!! **crowds…say yeahhh***

Okay Whatever.

Big Weekend this weekend. Joemon’s moving into his new home. July 4th is going down. And it’s a beautiful weekend (weather-wise) in DC!

So how do you bring auspicious joy and good cheer in your new home? Here’s some advice from Tommy:

Do the following:

1. Warm Milk (It must be whole milk – none of these 1% 2% milk..oh yeah it must be cow milk not goat, dog or human. You can substitute cat milk in emergency)

2. Drink it slowly and carefully. (Milk may be too hot)

3. Pray that all booths(Chegathans) from the house go away to the neighbours house.

4. Clean up the area and do the dishes.

End of Ceremony. Total time expected: 20 minutes

Another Mid-Day Poem Break from Leena!

I have heard your story
a billion times
Jack is mean
and jill makes you cry
You thought humpty
was your friend
and dumpty was too
your mother makes you mad
your father makes you weep
you wish you had money
you wish you had a dog
I have heard your story
a billion times
I’ll listen to it for another billion
about jack and jill
about humpty and dumpty
about your father and mother
and money and dog
because that’s your story

Riding High on Shame by Leena

Riding high on shame
tonight I come to your door
I forgot your name that night
I forgot my name that night
head hung low,
spinal decapitation on the horizon

How did i get here
I don’t remember
Where do I want to go
I don’t know
I wish I wasn’t here
at your door steps
hoping the flowers
will bloom the love
reminding you of
our slow dance
the flickering of our hearts
the melting of our souls

Tommy Da’ Gangsta’

yeah we rude.
we spit. we grab ass on the trains.
yeah we rude.
life in bombay. like East LA. Prosecuted by the DA.
yeah we rude.
Rush hour like hell
bicycles ringing bells
mumbai police asking for haftas
moovalis lookin for lafdas
yeah we rude
eatin vada pavs with water
no coke or budweiser
yeah we rude
Peace. Kurla East.

Phoenix Trip!!

I (Sony) was in Phoenix this weekend and had many mini-adventures with Joemon and Reena:) We went off towards Superstition Mountains…see those shadows in the distance?…that’s home to the infamous Tortilla Flat. It’s the last surviving stagecoach stop off of the Apache trail.

But before we reached Tortilla Flat, where I had cactus ice-cream, and Joemon got branded in the butt by Reena all in the same store, we stopped off this ghost town. It used to be an old mining town for gold.

There were all these great mining stuff around, and an old, beautiful church straight out of some Old West, missionary movie. Before we went on our way, we had ice cream, went to jail, and wandered around the town brothel.

umm…

Next Stop: Tortilla Flat…where Joemon tried to save this dead guy… He’s the one who opened the restaurant and he was apparently in love with some widow from Boston. Joemon! It’s too late~!

After we said goodbye to Tortilla Flat….

we headed off to Papago Park. Can you believe this whole structure was formed from wind and weather? How cool!

After all that, we went and saw Chup Chup Se… Full day!

Click here for my pics. Joemon will very very soon upload his too. He’s thinking about how to steal all the money stuck to the walls:)

When we were young…

could be…dun know. me and this Indian kid from 4th floor put our
fingers inside electric sockets and would stand on wooden stuff so we
can test out the grounding properties of electricity and one time this
indian kid got shocked hella bad.
–Jommy

I remember liking getting mail addressed to me.

I used to send in my address for contests, bible studies, anything and everything that asked for an address. I even sent for a booklet on cholestrol…from conola oil or something….All in the hopes to get a letter back with my name on it. what a loser.
–Tommy

I remember Amai telling leena and me the story of the girl with the shiny–telungnah–hair while we went to sleep. I loveddd that story. I don’t remember any of leena’s stories, although she claims she told me many. I do remember making her read my diary, which was “I sat a little while. Then I had something to eat. Then I went to school, where I sat some more.”..hahah.. But I know that almost everyone–Leena, Mini, Jommy, Tommy and Saju–told me stories. At least one. I remember Jommy’s the most though..cuz he’d tell the Evil Death movie stories, and it was realllyyy scary. I still remember the woman who sketched a skeleton because of a chilly wind, right before she died a horrible bloody death. All of Jommy’s stories were told in the dark. I remember Mini and I played house once, and we played tea time w/ real food. Except mini put salt in my jam! Remember when Sajit and Bobby would come over from the US of A, we would be in Pepan’s room, turn off all the lights and make up scary stories about the Postman or watchman in the opposite building? What was that alll about? Why Postman? Then of course, there were snake bites. Lots of snake bites.
–Sony

Any other stories?

Leena’s like all about the ‘verse, man…

sony is coolio
sitting on a toilet
indian or western
these are the decisions
you’ll face
be a gangsta in bangalore
tell them how you do it
in america
you’ll say
I will teach you the ways
of the white people
I will teach you how to do it
right, the american way