<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:11:54.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack of all</title><subtitle type='html'>..A scrap book of my thoughts.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-62333483948320462</id><published>2009-11-14T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T04:39:05.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, m still ALIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/Sv6k2hFf8kI/AAAAAAAAAWk/NH9p4ZMjxQE/s1600-h/im_still_alive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/Sv6k2hFf8kI/AAAAAAAAAWk/NH9p4ZMjxQE/s320/im_still_alive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403937859392500290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, folks m still existing on this planet very much! There have been numerous incidents which I thought of writing on my blog ,but to get my lazy ass to type a few words was a real pain and I finally forgot about my blog, once in a while when i remembered it was again the same deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ,I know you wouldn't give a damn for why I wasn't there  anyways I will just paint a faint picture of whats been happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got placed in a company,hope I will join it if it doesn't ditch me .&lt;br /&gt; I have become a better Atheist, I mean I'm in a position to put forward strong arguments in my favor.&lt;br /&gt; Saturdays are being spent on Mansion House .&lt;br /&gt; Sundays are lost in Saturdays excitement.&lt;br /&gt;I became more lazy and put on 2 kg.&lt;br /&gt;No great strides on opposite sex front&lt;br /&gt;I became a movie buff ,yea who wouldn't with a 320GB HD?&lt;br /&gt;  and got addicted to facebook,rgv's blog , I learnt a great deal about famous philosophers on existentialism.&lt;br /&gt;  I have tried to learn guitar but the plan was in dust instantly hopefully it gets fulfilled in holidays.&lt;br /&gt;  I again forgot Kiran's B'day.&lt;br /&gt; but got more into hard rock and discovered some really cool bands.&lt;br /&gt;coming new year is again going to be flooded with lot of resolutions folks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-62333483948320462?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/62333483948320462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=62333483948320462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/62333483948320462'/><link 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type='text'>A twist in the Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.urantiansojourn.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/atlas-skinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.urantiansojourn.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/atlas-skinny.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a fuck up since I passed class 10th (ofcourse academically), I mean not a disastrous fuck up,but an average one,I wouldn't mind if I were a disaster or Super smart the problem is I was an average fuck .One problem I always have with Life is  I can't stand averagism(does it exist?) **ok my vocabulary sucks**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either I had to be in the sky or at the nadir,I can't be suspended in the mid air like a helpless spider, a hanging body from the willows,or something else which is the result of two forces acting in opposite ,I don't wanna live on the mercy of the two forces in agreement with each other ,don't wanna live being tore apart by the two forces each and every moment and praying  that they coexist.After all this is my life and I wholly own it.John Galt ( Atlas shrugged) taught me how the crude and irrational world acts against the rational people,how the irrational and senseless people feed on the minds of the intellectuals,of how the symbol of GOD makes people lose their senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disliked the educational system to the core,especially in mediocre colleges  which feed on the money and give us a handful of stinking shit!I disliked people going to temples leaving all their problems to GOD .I hated empty talks,mindless crap,and people who shower sympathy.Man is a rational being ,just like animals are ruled by their instincts man can't be ruled by only his instincts.every task done by the man involves complex thought process ,which eliminates choices and chooses the best .here the "best" is what differs from man to man.It is your education,environment,commonsense which tells what "best" is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the education has just become the assimilation of figures ,facts,scoring GPA's,getting jobs, there is no person who can really make the "best" choice for himself.All the decisions are taken in order to be someone else or something but never do a person really realize what he wants to be.Very few people exceute their choices rationally and they are the only happy bunch of people you find in this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not professing that I'm the happiest person in this planet,though I know the science behind the scenes,since I'm trapped in "society" it is really a difficult task to cut out of those pulling strings which hold you like a puppet and make them dance to your tunes.Since the policies formed by the government are for the so called "society"  but not for the individual in general there is still poverty .After all what is a society without individuals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the policy makers realize this there can be heaven on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Greed,corruption,selfishness, illiteracy, overpopulation,molestation,rapes,floods,famines,accidents,hunger,robbery,naxalism,terrorism,nepotism,regionalism,fear of failure,fear of death,fear of power,fear of dissatisfaction,frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these issues can be swept off when people realise the power of rationality,objectivism,and start enjoying their lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give you a clear cut idea on objectivism I would suggest you to read &lt;br /&gt;1.Fountain head&lt;br /&gt;2.Atlas shrugged . by Ayn rand.Later you can delve into others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you have lived your life without reading Atlas shrugged then you haven't really lived it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlas shrugged movie is gonna hit the screens in 2011 for more info do visit  &lt;br /&gt;http: //www.imdb.com/title/tt0480239/fullcredits#cast&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-8750477319530655113?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/8750477319530655113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=8750477319530655113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8750477319530655113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8750477319530655113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/08/twist-in-tale.html' title='A twist in the Tale'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-4655232070513218959</id><published>2009-08-07T01:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T02:00:20.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Some..day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mjpolice.ca/images/3ee2yhbz[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 363px;" src="http://www.mjpolice.ca/images/3ee2yhbz[1].gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was young, I always fantasized big cars,the Esteems(then),the Audis ,BMWs and Skodas now. But whenever I asked my dad to buy a car he used to say he could only buy a motorcycle and its my duty to buy my own car ,Though I used to  feel disappointed initially, later I felt I would drive an Esteem someday. My dad had a motorcycle( Hero honda Cd 100) since I was born,every time there was a change in the motor cycle seat color so that we wouldn't get bored of it.We used to intensely discuss for hours together on what color we need to give it,after a lot of hustle and tussle three of us(dad,bro and myself) used to take the motorcycle and give it in a garage beside the police station and eagerly wait for that cheetah skin seat to be put on it .The feeling of sitting on a cheetah is inexplicable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long rides sitting on the tank holding my brother and my mom at back we four used to go to our village,and I was always proud that my father was the only person in the family who owned a bike,and added to it who knows even tripling.I used to love the gyaan he used to give me on overtaking huge containers,avoiding the muddy pools,the stray dogs,the uphill gear theories,one hand riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently he bought a Pulsar and asked me to drive,initially dad was apprehensive of sitting at my back and when I forced him to he agreed to it.after reaching home he told me " You drive a lot better than ur dad!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-4655232070513218959?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/4655232070513218959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=4655232070513218959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4655232070513218959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4655232070513218959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/08/someday.html' title='..Some..day'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-4270144902363523791</id><published>2009-04-20T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:30:50.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Take off..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/marijuana-leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 401px;" src="http://static.howstuffworks.com/gif/marijuana-leaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why, because today I flew high.&lt;br /&gt;Is it  because I got high.?&lt;br /&gt;It's not the usual cry,not the same old dye,not even a sweet pie.&lt;br /&gt;Its the nature's own tie.&lt;br /&gt;But I flew high in the sky, and boy give me a hi-fi,its such an awesome try.&lt;br /&gt;I floated ,dived,looped,drifted,cried,yelled,laughed,moaned, in the endless space.&lt;br /&gt;The sky was my play ground and I'm the sole player&lt;br /&gt;I can just play this game forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-4270144902363523791?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/4270144902363523791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=4270144902363523791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4270144902363523791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4270144902363523791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/take-off.html' title='Take off..'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7532300234015293013</id><published>2009-04-08T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:03:39.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressure vent..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.movie-poster.ws/movies/action/images/batman/darkknightposters/joker-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 472px; height: 755px;" src="http://www.movie-poster.ws/movies/action/images/batman/darkknightposters/joker-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lazy bum yet I feel I can work my ass off if I wish.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an idiot yet I sometimes feel the world has a majority of them.&lt;br /&gt;I don't stick to anything , may it be relations,movies ,books,studies,food,booze,chicks,dress,I just get bored so easily that I drift away and start doing something else..I think I was a dog in my earlier life..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do many things..sexy things, boring things,"wow dude" kinda things, "you are unbelievable!!" kinda stuff, "Fuck you!" stuff," ass -hole" stuff(Hindi), "ummm..ummm" stuff .."aah..aah" things too mostly  but where's the time dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I came across an interesting question recently " what would you do if you got an extra hour every day? i.e25 hrs.."??When I was imaging what I would do I found that no matter how many extra hours are awarded I will still be the same  silly guy,There is something fundamentally wrong with this entire world..may be evolution I guess .In the process of evolution people turned out to be more serious,may be after  some 100 years people would see  smile only in the photographs and think "Awww..what an  awful expression these ancestors have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have serious faces? Why not every be like Joker in Batman,yea I don't mind the scars after all.&lt;br /&gt;How come people like Rahul Gandhi come straight into politics and try to make this country a heaven? He is a college drop out,has done nothing except carrying the tag Gandhi, and how long are these people gonna vote based on the caste ,religgion and incentives?every day when I read about the Election issues in the paper I  get frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;These people never change,may be some Indian Hitler should come and set the things straight I'm fed up seeing the hungry mouths,deserted lands, dry tongues,empty bowels,corrupted hands,jobless youth, dying children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7532300234015293013?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7532300234015293013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7532300234015293013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7532300234015293013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7532300234015293013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/pressure-vent.html' title='Pressure vent..'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-1499264136808984570</id><published>2009-04-05T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:32:19.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.postrestoration.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/man_woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 477px; height: 495px;" src="http://www.postrestoration.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/man_woman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,i know your IQ may not be so great if you consider the average IQ of the people  according to surveys it would be around 40 and if you drop readers who follow this blog from the data it would be around 10 so considering the worst case let me tell you what would be the future like to my brilliant readers as well as In-duh-viduals( thanx to Dilbert for the term)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Who told women are minority and women are ruled by men?why is there a special attention towards women who actually rule the world? here is the argument&lt;br /&gt;ECONOMY:&lt;br /&gt; you think all the super and hyper markets are springing up to sell sports shoe and razor blade packets for men?Women are solely responsible for the economy almost 80% of the goods in the supermarkets are for women or at least 80% of the profits made by the organization would be via selling woman oriented products because they just buy them like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;PROOF: Non availability of sex at all places and only at woman's consent.&lt;br /&gt;I think only the fashion industry is ruled by men that is why we see woman in eye candy short dresses ,hopefully men will fight until death to remain in this industry otherwise we would be totally defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;In the future Pheromones will be invented so that you can artificially arouse people the advertisement would be something on similar lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" SEX AROUSAL PHEROMONES: warning may cause extreme arousal please stay away from animals!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think would be the most viewed TV serial in the future when the entire world would be working their ass off for 24*7?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy would sit  in a chair with a chips packet for  the whole one hour listening to music ,dreaming of last night's sex, his car being parked near his house and he reaching office on time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-1499264136808984570?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/1499264136808984570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=1499264136808984570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/1499264136808984570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/1499264136808984570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/future-part-2.html' title='Future part 2'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-8420417028117661669</id><published>2009-04-05T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:04:54.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nqepmZ1anEs/SD1j95POvuI/AAAAAAAAANU/XcxnRblDDQY/s320/alien_sex_07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nqepmZ1anEs/SD1j95POvuI/AAAAAAAAANU/XcxnRblDDQY/s320/alien_sex_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all those of you who are eager or not even bothered about how the future would here's the glimpse of your vision 20x0 folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several predictions of which I'll mention some&lt;br /&gt;prediction1: Sex with Aliens&lt;br /&gt;prediction2:Women remain to be powerful as of now and still dominate men&lt;br /&gt;prediction3:The whole economy would solely depend on women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the future Aliens would be among us and all  you perverts who accidentally came to this blog by typing "sex" on Google and the others ( the brilliants) who regularly follow my blog yea you heard it right. I'm not just proposing this argument blindly because just look around you and you'll see how sex hungry people are,OK pervert  I'll explain it in your own language .All the modern developments would be centered around women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV: to look at women prettier than those at home&lt;br /&gt;VCD: look other guy seducing women&lt;br /&gt;Car: To go for dates&lt;br /&gt;Printing press: To draw your attention towards hot women&lt;br /&gt;clothes: Not to draw more than one woman's attention because you would again feel sad for a poor performance while handling two at a time&lt;br /&gt;Food: so that you can date until you  survive.&lt;br /&gt;Education: without which you can't read Play boy mate!&lt;br /&gt;Medical field: To aid your performance and cash on your weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, people would be starving for sex,and then our alien friends would obviously provide a way out to satisfy the hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation between Alien and a human :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;alien&lt;/span&gt;: hey sexy! i like your muscles.&lt;br /&gt;human: oh that's natural, ummmmm can I touch that?&lt;br /&gt;alien: yea, but that doesn't sexually arouse me.&lt;br /&gt;human: but it looks soft and very bright I think I should proceed with that.&lt;br /&gt;alien:I have done the same thing 3000 years ago when I was a human you moron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-8420417028117661669?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/8420417028117661669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=8420417028117661669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8420417028117661669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8420417028117661669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/into-future.html' title='Into the future'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nqepmZ1anEs/SD1j95POvuI/AAAAAAAAANU/XcxnRblDDQY/s72-c/alien_sex_07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6669438288128393026</id><published>2009-04-05T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:07:57.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY kind of society</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://growabrain.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/wet_dream_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://growabrain.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/wet_dream_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably this is my shortest post...Dream society not far away,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6669438288128393026?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6669438288128393026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6669438288128393026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6669438288128393026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6669438288128393026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-kind-of-society.html' title='MY kind of society'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-8710146134384241774</id><published>2009-04-05T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:00:50.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The crazy renewal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.funis2cool.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/funny_monkey_pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 454px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.funis2cool.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/funny_monkey_pictures.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have the same problem of the software limited editions , the window which pops up out of blue saying " Sorry, but your account has been expired,please buy the full version for x$" when we are using the  swr which we generally even don't look at which would be lying at the left most corner on the desktop with a pity face. now, a similar thing  h append to me but this thing is cool folks..errr uber COOl.&lt;br /&gt;I was using this Word Web pro dictionary software for quite long a few days back a window popped suddenly saying" you have been using Word Web for one year now you have an option to buy the full version or answer the following question" so,obviously I didn't want to buy the software when i can reinstall it so I thought I'll check what the question is finding it interesting. the question was something like this.&lt;br /&gt;How many times did you travel by flight in the last 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;options:&lt;br /&gt;A. twice&lt;br /&gt;B. thrice&lt;br /&gt;c. Once&lt;br /&gt;D. never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,I thought I should be honest and at the same time I was considering their humanitarian side wanting to help people who never traveled by flights or their extreme hatred toward Rich people who travel by planes,so whatever it is I thought D is my answer and I clicked it cautiously .Then in few moments I was stroking my hair, sipping the last drop of coffee and looking at myself in the mirror and smiling at my prowess and intelligent analysis of the situation in short I was celebrating my victory,yea you guessed it right the window showed the message&lt;br /&gt;" You can continue to use Word Web now"....A classic Victory aint it?&lt;br /&gt;then I immediately slipped into my dream world on the cozy bed and when I woke up I thought i had a dream about the crazy renewal of word web pro software and I thought why would anyone have such crazy renewal schemes, so I dismissed the thought and carried on my daily nonsense but deep inside me I was very sure that it wasn't a dream so I thought I should google my doubt then I tried all possible combinations like word web pro expiry,word web pro renewal,word web,word web pro expiry message ,wes web pro expiry and finally i got what i wanted a forum on Word web&lt;br /&gt;then to my surprise  I found that it wasn't any dream but true.....heres the discussion from the forum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="OneNote.File"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft OneNote 12"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; checker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; OPosted: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; sep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 24,s2o07n8s:16-cm Post &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; subject: &lt;u&gt;I9quot)en  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tts a 30-day-version only. &lt;br /&gt;It says: A1l users may use word web for 30 days for evaluation purposes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Join.d: 20 2oo7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; after 30 days you may use it only if you take less than 3 flights in any 12 month period &lt;br /&gt;Posts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 262 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 4pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; .'... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; If you fly more than this you must purchase word web Pro to continue using the sottware after 30 days'.r &lt;br /&gt;uocation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ingolstadt. &lt;br /&gt;Germany &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Back to top &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;I &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;p,oPi.]  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; grannyGeek OPosted: Mon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; sep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 24. 2oo7 5:s6 pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Post subject: (squoteJe &lt;br /&gt;I havent gone to the site, but quoting from Checkers quote &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; Joined: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 26 Uar 2o07 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; Posts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 6pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 158 Quote: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; After 30 days you may use it only if you take less than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica, sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; flights in any 12 month period &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-8710146134384241774?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/8710146134384241774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=8710146134384241774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8710146134384241774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8710146134384241774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/04/crazy-renewal.html' title='The crazy renewal'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7429061715154720522</id><published>2009-03-21T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:52:54.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its the I  obsession again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2847832865_950ec1727e.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3272/2847832865_950ec1727e.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; confused,play boy,a** hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think: &lt;/span&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I eat:  &lt;/span&gt;for living&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I live:  &lt;/span&gt;for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I hate: &lt;/span&gt;hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I guess: &lt;/span&gt;I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I jump: &lt;/span&gt;to catch a glimpse of the hot chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I run: &lt;/span&gt;to see her walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I drink: &lt;/span&gt;to forget her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I piss: &lt;/span&gt;with passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I drive:  &lt;/span&gt;without licence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I have:   &lt;/span&gt;attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I don't:  &lt;/span&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't:  &lt;/span&gt;be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I won't:  &lt;/span&gt;be nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can:    &lt;/span&gt;do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I will:    &lt;/span&gt;do something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed:  &lt;/span&gt;with many obsessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I plead:   &lt;/span&gt;only when I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I cry:     &lt;/span&gt;when I can't control my laughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I live :    &lt;/span&gt;to piss off people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;a lot of crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I should:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop writing this crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7429061715154720522?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7429061715154720522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7429061715154720522' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7429061715154720522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7429061715154720522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-i-obsession-again.html' title='Its the I  obsession again'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-3852836520258394960</id><published>2009-03-21T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:22:08.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rAND -Om- ness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lapsura.com/drawings/archives/images/deep-thoughts-in-the-library.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://www.lapsura.com/drawings/archives/images/deep-thoughts-in-the-library.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to sprinkle some random thoughts dear folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were given a chance to design the game then what would be the master pass word?&lt;br /&gt;the password to cross the first stage?the last level?well, my pass words would be something on these lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow she is hot,  yea baby I love you too, fuck you bitch, get lost you loser, oh yea baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you walk into some new place and want to switch on the fan /light.then which switch would you choose from the switchboard? without a second thought go for the right most switch for the light and the one just beside it for fan,this is a time tested theory put forward by my friend pratik,and if it doesn't work just try the next one even if it doesn't try the next one ..&lt;br /&gt;after all nothing in this world comes with out  effort ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have become a true nocturnal creature my bed time has taken a huge leap and jumped to around 3:00am some times it touches 4 am too the peak was 6:30am.I have got many works pending  the novels are just lying on my desk and crying to embrace them but when I'm too busy with my blogging, a hot cup of coffee ,the sweet grapes, the romantic songs,the lip smacking lays,and the touch of the cool breeze its just not possible for other things to be on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watched two good movies recently and both of them deal with imposing personalities who have walked straight into peoples mind  inspired them and brought a true nationalistic spirit in the masses. The movies are Valryie and Che the former on Hitler and the later on Ernesto Che Guvera the cuban revoultionist,oh how imposing they are! Though many of you may not like hitler and declare he is a sadist and question my sadistic taste ,yea I agree with you people but I have got my own considerations I don't judge people by their deeds totally I also take their principles and objectives into consideration so to get a feel of Hitlers thoughts I'm reading" Mein kampf" and to get a feel of Che I guess I should get his book .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-3852836520258394960?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/3852836520258394960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=3852836520258394960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3852836520258394960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3852836520258394960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/rand-om-ness.html' title='rAND -Om- ness.'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-2806642182474448069</id><published>2009-03-21T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:41:13.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boon/bane?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.techgadgets.in/images/exploded-lg-mobile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 439px;" src="http://www.techgadgets.in/images/exploded-lg-mobile.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was drafting the below post I thought i should add some of the annoying sms and to my surprise there are some sites dedicated for annoying sms. here are some of the excerpts load yourself and use them as defense when some one is bugging you this is kwn as de(err) re bugging I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I am a killer, I kill people            for money.....But because you are my friend, I'll kill you for            nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;News: 3 Chimps escaped from            the zoo... 1 was caught watching tv... another playing football and            the third one was caught reading this txt message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;             &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You          are so beautiful, sweet and faithful... It is a pity that I do not like          animals!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;             &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Hello I am a virus and I am            entering your brain right now..... sorry I will leave, I can't find a            brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;u should do 2 things in the            morning 1)pray to GOD so u can live 2) have a shower so others can            live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;             &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Roses are red, violets are blue, when I sense the smell of the bathroom,          I think of you !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;             &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;One day theres a meeting in da            forest attended by tiger, horse, lion etc... but the meeting has not            been started cos the monkey is reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;UR 100%beautiful UR 100%lovely            UR 100%sweet  UR 100%nice    and UR 100%stupid to            believe these words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I'm at the Police Station. The            police caught me &amp;amp; filed a case against me 4 "POSSESSION OF GOOD            LOOKS" I'm doomed! NEED SOMEONE UGLY 2 BAIL ME OUT; So HURRY UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Your teeth are so yellow, i            can't believe it's not butter!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You are like a toilet-youre            either freé, täken, unävaìlable, éngagéd, out of order, taking the            piss, or just full of shit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;CNN News. Bush orders 15,000 FBI trained dogs to          track down Osama. FBI awaiting further orders as one of the dogs is          reading this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address style="margin: 5pt 0in;"&gt;         &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Roses are red ... Violets are blue ... but a face like yours belongs in          the zoo !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;This dog, is dog, a dog, good dog, way dog, to dog,          keep dog, an dog, idiot dog, busy dog, for dog, 20 dog, seconds dog! ...          Now read without the word dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Brain detector activated, calibrating, now          searching.........still searching......get a good grip of your          mobile....still searching.......no brains found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;             &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Will we play the hulk together??.....I will be tall and strong and you          green and ugly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;             &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;For you I would go as far as            the end of the world. Do you promise to stay here ?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;HALLO, this is your mobile. There is no particular          problem. I just wanted to leave your pocket, want the smell is          unbearable!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;           &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt; &lt;/address&gt;         &lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;           &lt;!--msthemelist--&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="baseline" width="42"&gt;&lt;img src="http://azeem370.tripod.com/_themes/poetic/poebul1a.gif" alt="bullet" width="15" height="15" hspace="13" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" width="100%"&gt;&lt;!--mstheme--&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Book Antiqua, Times New Roman, Times;"&gt;         &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You used to be so ugly that your mother had to tie          a steak around your neck, otherwise even the dog would not play with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-2806642182474448069?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/2806642182474448069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=2806642182474448069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/2806642182474448069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/2806642182474448069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/boonbane.html' title='boon/bane?'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-5960127415874027666</id><published>2009-03-21T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:36:29.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The death note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mypoetry.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/when_death_comes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 589px; height: 440px;" src="http://mypoetry.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/when_death_comes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!,people take birth  and lead their life some people struggling the rest guzzling the former's blood.&lt;br /&gt;Then one fine day they take off and kick the bucket,I really get weird ideas when death is the matter at heart. How one would feel if he were given a chance to speak to all he wanted to before dying?tell them he loves them tell them how badly he loves them  and how bitterly he has put the feelings  corked up in his mind for all these years . I'm sure 15 minutes is more than enough to talk to the dear ones and bid them adieu. On the other side of the coin there are people who love him/her, who take the person as a ray of joy in their life,who long for his touch,who just wanna hug him and pat on his back, who wanna kick in his ass, who wanna jump at the thought of his death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it may be, there are a mixed flood of emotions and all these may appear quite complex to deal with but I have got an elegant idea  when I received a good night message from a friend of myne  in the c++ programming language  ( Aww !! arghh i wanna die now!!)let me take pain to type it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#include &lt;sweet h=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love main()&lt;br /&gt;{ char you;&lt;br /&gt;clrmind();&lt;br /&gt;if( you==sleeping)&lt;br /&gt;{cout&lt;&lt;"sorry for disturbing"; else cout&lt;&lt;"gud nite";} getch();  and an additional smiley [:D]   God! then I  immediately wanted to  reply him " HEY DUDE WASSUP? I'M DYING GOT ANYTHING TO SAY?" so this is the idea of the last sms just frwd it to all the people in the contact list and get ready for the emotional atyachar. &lt;/sweet&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-5960127415874027666?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/5960127415874027666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=5960127415874027666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5960127415874027666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5960127415874027666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/death-note.html' title='The death note'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-3335191064493959823</id><published>2009-03-21T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:47:48.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The song of the millenium</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.uyirmmai.com/Images/ContentImages/Uyirosai/uyirosai-24/subramaniapuram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 285px;" src="http://www.uyirmmai.com/Images/ContentImages/Uyirosai/uyirosai-24/subramaniapuram.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, so you call yourself a music freak? music geek? do you intend to say you can't live without music?then tell me what is the maximum number of times you listened to a song of an alien language if you liked it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,I played  it  for 12 hrs non stop any one who can out do me? . its a song from movie Subramaniapuram (tamil) .I just love the song for the simplicity in picturing it and the complexity in making it so down to earth.I guess you folks must not miss this one.I 'm in love with those expressions of  swathi she is just awesome. Since there is some problem with my connection I could not upload the video but here's the You tube link trust me you'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WNZHjGWjKis&amp;amp;feature=related]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-3335191064493959823?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/3335191064493959823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=3335191064493959823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3335191064493959823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3335191064493959823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-of-millenium.html' title='The song of the millenium'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-3541953167487440587</id><published>2009-03-21T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:00:09.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/112/f/4/Love_Bite_by_LostSoulsCollection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs29/300W/i/2008/112/f/4/Love_Bite_by_LostSoulsCollection.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a dark night. The clouds have got more romantic and are basking in the moon's light and so the night got even darker,cool breeze kept the paper on my desk fluttering and my door banging.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired that I went to bed unmindful of keeping the door open,then she came in with her beautiful maroon and yellow dress, I broke up with her at the same time  the year last year and never wanted to see her again in my life .(Aww how I hate her! ).I was still in a deep sleep then she came closer to me ,inched a bit more so that she could feel me,I could feel her touching my arms then I cuddled closer not relenting to the beauty's plea, so she inched even more closer  and  she skilfully placed her arms around my neck and kissed me warmly near my neck then when I was about to open my eyes to look her into the eye she kissed me again near my eye and immediately slid her arms into my shirt and kissed me all over and then I was numb and I was conscious only at 7:39am when my alarm started buzzing .I woke up and rushed to the bath with the brush in my mouth then when I looked at myself in the mirror I found the love bite near my eye,I didn't give it much  a thought though since I was in a hurry ,I came back to room and was about to change my shirt  I found the  that the last night's romance has turned out to be a mess I have love bites in many places,then I knew it was she the one whom I hated , and determined not to see again.I cursed myself for being a duffer and being an ass hole for letting her again into my life, sleeping like a dog without feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's beautiful,sexy her pace is irresistible her looks are flattening,I love everything about her except for the rude romance that is why we broke up otherwise I can look at her all day long ,and do anything for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: for all those who wanna know who she is I don't wanna keep your fingers crossed or anything she is "The Manipal Bug". a local insect the most painful bite you can afford!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-3541953167487440587?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/3541953167487440587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=3541953167487440587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3541953167487440587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3541953167487440587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-dark-night.html' title='Extreme Romance'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6356266854521675737</id><published>2009-03-13T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:47:05.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flixya.com/content_photos/files/xnepali11933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.flixya.com/content_photos/files/xnepali11933.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming a lot nowadays especially during the day.I dream quite a lot of stuff&lt;br /&gt;beautiful beaches, sumptuous dishes,women, sleep( yea,I dream about sleeping while I'm sleeping),women,rain, success,failure,deserts,women,forests,mountains,women,films,wars,cars,women,women,women,and yea last but not least women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Admin/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6356266854521675737?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6356266854521675737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6356266854521675737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6356266854521675737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6356266854521675737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6171767491194875419</id><published>2009-03-11T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T05:01:47.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII....I..I.....I the absolute</title><content type='html'>Those extra minutes of sleep on Monday morning on the warm cosy bed&lt;br /&gt;Those last drops of beer on a Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;That first kiss in those woods.&lt;br /&gt;That rush of adrenaline @ 120kmph&lt;br /&gt;That warm hug on a chilly winter night.&lt;br /&gt;Those mouth watering chicken dishes .&lt;br /&gt;That remote control car of my neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;That girl at the backdoor.&lt;br /&gt;Those secrets about the hot chick around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;The first pet in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;The first look at the beard in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Those glances at the micro mini.&lt;br /&gt;The first love.&lt;br /&gt;The last crush.&lt;br /&gt;The first shot.  I want them all again,want them badly desperately..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6171767491194875419?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6171767491194875419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6171767491194875419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6171767491194875419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6171767491194875419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII....I..I.....I the absolute'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-5151789383522088106</id><published>2009-03-10T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T04:31:25.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found it...</title><content type='html'>I've been pulling my hair,banging my head ,screaming,jerking ,and abusing myself because I thought I'm not being what I actually want to be and want it so badly that I don't want to be wanted by those  people  who cry for wanting.So, today I realized what I wanted .Its not a BMW&lt;br /&gt;nor a date with a hot chick nor the steaming Bawarchi-biryani nor the sweet home nor the good looks,nor the abyss nor the zenith nor the rock no not even the punk nor an MS nor an MBA nor a placement  and no not even a penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      What I want is humor!!..how long has it been since I laughed till I shed tears out of ecstasy?How long has it really been that some one made me laugh till my bowels started crying for a break,when was the last time I went under the bench in the class room to put the hanky in my mouth and  control the laughter?I 'm tired of gagging or rather trying to laugh for those ugly jokes,the great PJ's,the foolish and silly remarks made on third persons.I want to laugh and don't even mind dying. So it is  "pursuit of happiness "from my side too Will Smith gimme a 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky to find the following when I was just pursuing this mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher asks his students to walk on to the chalk board and add something to an existing picture to make it something more meaningful so he first calls on Mary to add something to an already existing line on the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbeeIdqYLTI/AAAAAAAAARU/JoNOJ2ixiAQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbeeIdqYLTI/AAAAAAAAARU/JoNOJ2ixiAQ/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311888153745304882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbedRAw2-lI/AAAAAAAAARE/I4AUO7Tv7KE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbedRAw2-lI/AAAAAAAAARE/I4AUO7Tv7KE/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311887201095055954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next Joseph comes and adds something more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbedIqpiQnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ji9W607EIMI/s1600-h/5_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbedIqpiQnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Ji9W607EIMI/s320/5_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311887057719804530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sasha comes and makes it more interesting,Now the teacher is really scared to call JACK because he screws up even the most organized stuff but since the picture is more than obvious the teacher thought its ok to give JACK a chance so he calls him up and look what the hero does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/Sbec-hwzWaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4VyGLHYnJdk/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/Sbec-hwzWaI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/4VyGLHYnJdk/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311886883535673762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wohaaaa..Yea ,long live JACK OFF ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-5151789383522088106?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/5151789383522088106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=5151789383522088106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5151789383522088106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5151789383522088106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-found-it.html' title='I found it...'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SbeeIdqYLTI/AAAAAAAAARU/JoNOJ2ixiAQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-5175841350459636541</id><published>2009-02-18T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:16:01.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can google Teach ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZxNRdKbbyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qgXJ78hY2nI/s1600-h/autoart-lamborghini-diablo-gtr-in-black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZxNRdKbbyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qgXJ78hY2nI/s320/autoart-lamborghini-diablo-gtr-in-black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304199423417085730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this wonderful article what would it be if google can teach automotive industry to opt for open source designing.?If that is so,imagine we would be having the new beta versions of the cars custom designed by the customers and innumerable  BMWs,Fords,Audis  on the roads  each class apart from the rest. Then we would sure peep and strain our backs to have a look at the custom designed car because each car would be unique .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine ordering the spare parts of your car from BOSCH,the Audio system from BOSE, ..and so.on..then You can get it painted by your Salim/shekar/sailu/or any enthusiastic painter who share your taste .I particularly imagined the rock fans custom car with a huge Metallica sign and then the BosE system with multi dynamic sound speakers in it,if its sport then u can have bats and rackets,if its movies you can have shades of priyanka with tinge of deepika..you name it and we give it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would definitely save the auto industry from the claws of recession because it is we the customers who design our cars there are  zillions of threads on facebook,orkut about cars where people enthusiastically discuss even about  the trivial aspects of the  cars so why not auto industry let people decide what they should pay for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-5175841350459636541?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/5175841350459636541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=5175841350459636541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5175841350459636541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5175841350459636541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-google-teach.html' title='Can google Teach ??'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZxNRdKbbyI/AAAAAAAAAPc/qgXJ78hY2nI/s72-c/autoart-lamborghini-diablo-gtr-in-black.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-5415235589940848854</id><published>2009-02-15T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T05:54:00.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jobless~~clueless~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgeaQz23YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YfBb58zQmYs/s1600-h/whatever-you-moron-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgeaQz23YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YfBb58zQmYs/s320/whatever-you-moron-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303021997766663554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I'm jobless not in the sense of the (earning) job but basically I figured out I've got nothing to do err??..nothing worth doing..errr.??.not willing to do anything that is worth something?perfect ?&lt;br /&gt;yup, to give you a feel of it if you are on my orkut list just go and check if your fans number has increased and if it has, it most probably is because I have realized I'm your fan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked the star icon  on orkut some 70 times and was fan of 70 instantly!!&lt;br /&gt;I have logged into g talk 6 times in a span of one hour to check if any chick is alive!&lt;br /&gt;,I scanned the LAN 5 times to check if any one has added new stuff,&lt;br /&gt;have changed the template of the blog thrice,logged in to face book twice,&lt;br /&gt;zoosk once checked out the profile of my friends friend and copy pasted 5 flirts,phub twice, downloaded 2 colourful movies,&lt;br /&gt;posted 3 posts on the blog,&lt;br /&gt;watched i-robot,Borat,Arundathi(BAHH!!!..),roadies ep 6,2 colourful movies,planned of watching the terminal but postponed it.&lt;br /&gt;clicked {*123#} on the phone some 10 times in 3 hours span I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Replyed to scraps from guys!!&lt;br /&gt;googled about: site metre,scuba diving, pagalguy,myfreepaysite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm posting this one while checking on the gtalk status!!..damn internet.I've become a moron!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-5415235589940848854?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/5415235589940848854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=5415235589940848854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5415235589940848854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5415235589940848854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/02/jobless-that-is-what-im.html' title='jobless~~clueless~~'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgeaQz23YI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YfBb58zQmYs/s72-c/whatever-you-moron-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6977101864854853002</id><published>2009-02-15T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:26:28.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over heard:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgJ5BGj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/r-sivKx8SvQ/s1600-h/nerdGirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgJ5BGj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/r-sivKx8SvQ/s320/nerdGirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302999436381904482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know the saying wall's have ears?Idon't really care if they have but sure I do have ears and wtf? even you people Iguess.Except if they  have  been damaged due to  love bite or prone extremely to "bak***di(sheer nonsense).&lt;br /&gt;...fine before you lose your ground let me tell you what my point is ,I hear to people when they speak ,oh god common you too hear but I recently started  listening (not just hearing) to different sets of people on  various occasions and if I pool them together I found it a bit funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two friends walking to hostel from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gpa of both &lt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;Oh yaa dude I missed that last ball, .....xactly he has got ballzz man...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;Yea, I knw but see irfan pat  ...Oh Beh***od look at that pink dress ,..there that far left corner she sure needs me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.gpa &gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;what re? you completed that last problem of the previous week's last class?(excuse&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; A &lt;/span&gt;for bad english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;Oh haan that one where you take e^(a+1.2345i+9083k) ?that one I remeber the answer is 1.2 ah no wait -1.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.gpa&gt;9&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; (doesn't talk)&lt;br /&gt;. thought process inside the brain:( oh god this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;has 0.34 gpa more than me!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;:(doesn't talk) if talks asks whats &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A's &lt;/span&gt;current &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cgpa &lt;/span&gt;is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Neigbhours who are neither friends nor enemies&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;Thinks if he should say hii"to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; and puts a half smiled face so that he doesn't have to shy off if  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; didn't return the smile ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;same thought procedure as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;looks at the sky /walls/ground/ till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;passes by.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The achievements :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;/span&gt;you know what? yesterday we were in the bar I had full three kf strong bottles up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;thats it? dude I saw you .Even I was there when you were leaving I was having my fourth one by then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gpa &gt;8( faking that both watched a movie ,and countering the questions with intelligent answering)  {excuse A nd B for bad eng}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;yesterday I watched the movie that one re that troy .&lt;br /&gt;B: oh that one I watched last week only&lt;br /&gt;A:what is that hero's name?&lt;br /&gt;B; awwww..mmm...don't know new one I think&lt;br /&gt;A:  how do you like the plot?&lt;br /&gt;B:ok,not bad but can be better.&lt;br /&gt;A:climax was good no?&lt;br /&gt;B:you liked it?it can be better no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.Two hot chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;oh ya I knw he's a sucker but you knw hes a terrible fucker?how's my new mini from Levi's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;I think I should bunk the class, need to finish my waxing stuff and ..God heres the call again from your bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.Two average looking chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; I bought the Levi's pants yesterday huh that karan never gives a damn to what I say you know?any way have you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;oh i'll msg karan don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.not be killed chicks kind&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;what is the load on a dc motor at 10 Amp when a compressor load is running? hey my chunnii is torn here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;hey I'm planning of getting a pair of jeans and tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;are you nuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B;&lt;/span&gt;ok..i'll go with the pink kurta then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6977101864854853002?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6977101864854853002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6977101864854853002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6977101864854853002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6977101864854853002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/02/over-heard.html' title='Over heard:'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZgJ5BGj3mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/r-sivKx8SvQ/s72-c/nerdGirl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7873944926632811076</id><published>2009-02-15T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:29:46.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amature trials at photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfTzWdGAzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gxCpQ0jeYwQ/s1600-h/IMG0453A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfTzWdGAzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gxCpQ0jeYwQ/s320/IMG0453A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302939965406446386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello folks!after math exams to let the frustration out ,I usually end up watching 3 to 4 movies at a stretch,browse hell down under,listen to the latest collection,and try to do everything possible to comfort the ego that it is out of those "three"days of agony!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the visitor count tool is really kewl,so I know some is having time to the read the crap I'm writing apart from fucking,but I think there are many nice blogs to spend time on ,that doesn't mean you click away..oh !&lt;br /&gt;Hey,so you still there?cool, leeme come to what Iwas speaking about yea, the random browising thing.So I was just flipping through my folders and I found the "pics"folder where my"amature photography"skills were loaded,actually I tried to hit on photography ,so got a 3.2mp cam cell,and tried out for the first 3 days then I almost forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;so I thought the pics are like icing on the crap!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfTyz1pL1I/AAAAAAAAAO8/RHyspzzrpEU/s1600-h/IMG0358A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfRMtr5OKI/AAAAAAAAANE/0NrqwMfewuY/s320/IMG0093A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302937102604384418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfQlm9nQ-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Te-tqb3cmR4/s1600-h/IMG0090A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfQlm9nQ-I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Te-tqb3cmR4/s320/IMG0090A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302936430784758754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7873944926632811076?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7873944926632811076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7873944926632811076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7873944926632811076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7873944926632811076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-folksafter-math-exams-to-let.html' title='Amature trials at photography'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfTzWdGAzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/gxCpQ0jeYwQ/s72-c/IMG0453A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-4652554822276211250</id><published>2009-01-31T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:13:03.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~Biking~~</title><content type='html'>I love the moving world,love the winds dashing against my face,relish the hair rustling,love things moving past me in a wink,I love riding.I broke around 5 tri-cyles when I was a kid dashing into the wall,then got a bicycle (hero BMX junior)used to flaunt it big time before my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Used to try riding the big Hercules bicycle in the village on the muddy road along the pond ,wow! it was a real Herculian task buddy! game for long rides on bikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna own a bike now,but I thought without the slim legs and round arms curling against my back and without a hefty pocket its worth nothing atleast in manipal. hope 2 get one soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-4652554822276211250?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/4652554822276211250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=4652554822276211250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4652554822276211250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4652554822276211250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/01/biking.html' title='~~Biking~~'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-3270687339069100968</id><published>2009-01-29T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:06:42.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings from a hapless mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SYHwFn8dWbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aULTtH9Qu0A/s1600-h/IMG0052A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SYHwFn8dWbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aULTtH9Qu0A/s320/IMG0052A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296778616176990642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question I frequently pose when I stand before the mirror looking at myself is "Who am I"?and after some  moments of philosophical  ,emotional,rational,spiritual conflicts , I finally end up thinking I have some other important thing and I chuck the question to the mirror saying "fuck it" whoever  I am I'm a piece worth living though sometimes I feel like jumping off from the balcony and dive right into the parking lot ,but when I see that girl on the next street passing through my lane I end up checking her out and as a result the idea of dropping myself from the balcony is dropped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to relate all the incidents in my life to some void where I  may find the answers to the innumerable questions I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 01 '88: The day when my dad started spending his bucks on milk bottles and johnson's baby powders at the hospital in suryapet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 91: when I first bit the hand of my maid who forced me to buy dairy milk instead of five star and also tried to make me sit in the nursery  where  kids are  forced to learn multiplication tables!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June  93: The  day my dad discovered I couldn't even  write the letter 'B' and thought I needed a better education , decided to join me in St.Alphonsus. Was the tallest of all the kids in the class (yea,folks I was!) and was  one among  a couple of kids who are in their full uniforms as well as well behaved {*hehe}, after a quarrel for who should take the swing formed a group of like minded friends to play current-shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'94: Was the best student of the class ?( no clue till date),so when my teacher called on me to walk on to the stage I was wearing the shoes the opposite ( L to R) ,no tuck because just fought for the scented eraser with Arif ,went and grabbed the certificate from Brother (was in a missionary school) with no sign of gratitude and came running ,to show the piece of achievement to my friends ,but was very sad since the second ranker got a ball ,I was given a book on animals and a certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'96 :Discovered that ours was a boy's school and also that there is another species in this planet who hate us and whom we should hate  without asking why?(girls,that was the idea in those days) so, whenever the girl's school bus passes by ours we had abuses ,yelling, speed race and a rush of adrenaline .Those were  my first instances of experiencing sheer thrill in ,yelling or mocking at chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer holidays: Away from the school,homeworks, into the world of cousins ,country chicken,buffalo milk,hen chasing,tractor rides,hay slides,rice fields ,paper boats and paper planes.Those were the days where I had ultimate gyan about chicks,and a total biological exploration of the unknown through intense discussions ,of course the credit goes to the cousins yea,those were the days when I shifted from the attitude of babies are born because of kissing to how one decides to have a male or female child?though my cousins had some answers they were not at all convincing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school: one remarkable change is we sifted from shorts to pants and were in a new building with all those "Big guys",was introduced to the world of algebra had no clue about what was happening in the classes( why the hell do we need to add A with A and how can an alphabet be added?? kinda attitude) but realized it when I scored 1 mark in a test of algebra,of course it was my dad who again realized I was a loser in Maths and sent me to a tuition.but the tuition master is newly married and he spent half of the time assuming we "kids" can't sense what he's doing in the kitchen with his wife when she goes on giggling, and we are freaking trying to figure out why ( +*+=+; and -*-=+ and not -) so it was a 'romantic algebra'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuition:so,there is this sir in my place who is considered to be the 'diva' ,you can't come out without a cent in math if you are in his tuition but he admits people only from class 7th so when I was in std 7 I shifted from the 'romantic' place to a more serious place but this has chicks in it (was still with the childish attitude to mock at them).So it all started well,gals and boys on either sides passing comments,had silly quarrels ,few crushes and it all happily ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come std 10th  we were the dons of the school started defying all the rules when we thought rules are meant to be broken ,enjoyed every moment in the class,had a nice group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11,12: The same batch in the school ( group of 7) joined in the resedential ,was more of fun rather than study ,spent days with Resnik Halidays,Irodovs and hi funda stuff suddenly realized  fundas can't ,make us get through entrances ,we need to have speed and midless tricks.we are nowhere at the end of 12th then came the examz JEE pattern change screwed it up, BITS was expecting a call but got ditched,other exams not worth mentioning too.Was in a desperation to join some college(The biggest mistake of my life) so joined Manipal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyear: Masthi max figured out we need to be proficient in Hindi ,and pockets heavy to talk to chicks here ,even then  started checking out,had a crush on a girl but had a silly argument and later screwed the relation(we still just look at each other without a word).later realised its better to spend bucks on booze and food than buying cards ,ferro rochers, recharge cards .&lt;br /&gt;Was onlie big time (Orkut fever) used to check out profiles of gals from the girl's convent communities (was lucky with a few too **heehoo**).&lt;br /&gt;had ( a 'drink') for the first time in a party.(orange flavour)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II year: Was missing I year badly so vent the frustration on the juniors ,ragging,bikes,friends shifting to apartments outside ,freedom,E&amp;amp;E ki watt laghii, life started being montonous,sessionals (block-ISH(lib)-canteen-ISH-canteen-block) routine ,got bored of&lt;br /&gt;JC,TC,KC,LC, last benches in the classes,novels,sms, artistic works and time just flew by&lt;br /&gt;got to know about the magic of rock through Kiran, started listening to metallica,iron maiden,Lp and yea..the basic stuff,shifted to 10th block LAN and access to unlimited number of movies of any colour( red,BLUE,white..)&lt;br /&gt;Was in IIT -M for tech fest and there were  chakri,praths,reddy  felt bad again for my decision to join manipal (yea,I knw IITians can't compete with the chick factor here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III yr: Life started getting more and more monotonous,boring and drudging was spending days simply lying on bed and u knw when u spend about 5 mins ("jerking") watching the (phub)video the moment you will realise the ultimate truth is  at the 4min 59 sec and at 5min 1 sec you'll feel bad about "jerking" .was involved in a robotic event for IIT-M,techtatva bagged 1 prize and won 10k bucks.Thought blogging might help me to spend the time hanging outta my hands so started writing crap....and will continue to write...cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-3270687339069100968?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/3270687339069100968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=3270687339069100968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3270687339069100968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/3270687339069100968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/01/musings-from-hapless-mind.html' title='Musings from a hapless mind'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SYHwFn8dWbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/aULTtH9Qu0A/s72-c/IMG0052A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-5452722662125277862</id><published>2009-01-29T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:11:49.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>....NEw year Blues....</title><content type='html'>Hey folks! well,don't really wanna start with  has been really long ,busy and blah blah  stuff again was not busy but lazy .It's new year or happy new year??,yea some people add a-happy to the new year assuming its the happy factor ,I observed this when some people started asking my resolutions for this  year.(what resolutions for happy new year?) well, if you people also wanna know my resolution(i know you got better things to lay your hands on) I'll plainly disappoint you.&lt;br /&gt;As the joker in dark knight n I'm just do things and yea to give u a sense of the  joker"Do I look like a guy with a plan?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,the semester break was more than enough for me to gain some extra pounds with sumptuous food @ home,can broadly classify days as days when I had chicken and days when I had some other non veg than chicken.Met my friends (was meeting them every evening though) used to go for long rides into the shacks for the sake of chilled drinks ( yea Drinks!) and country chicken.Had mind blowing discussions about those chicks we all forgot about ,see that is what happens when you meet your close friend ,you just jump directly to the topic without discussing about your gpa's, holidays till when?,when did they start? and all crap.( do you remember that x.lane girl who stays just behind the temple??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Atlas shrugged, and I have no words to describe you the pumping you get when you see intellectuals going on a strike against the world, so planning of reading more about the objectivism philosophy (it's simple you give a damn about nothing unless you find it rational) so this brought a major change in my beliefs in spiritual  front ,because when you are really being rational you can't believe in beliefs based on no strong proofs anymore.So,somehow winded up my tour and was in this luxary bus for manipal( 24 hours) and god what a boring journey it was,a chick was just sitting in the front seat open for some poking but somehow I was more in a daze and was not really in a mood for some gaze.&lt;br /&gt;from the day I came to manipal to this moment there has been no change,no excitement,no "discussions",to put it straight i'm just bored with people around.I know it is not fair to blame people around for my boredom but see we are social beings and yes,it is people who are influencing my thoughts.had a 3 day break and people were heading for goa, ooty ,etc but I really didn't want to go, just for the sake of being there or  to get more bored.(of course the financial status was a disaster).&lt;br /&gt;so,I thought I should figure out some means to pacify my boredom of course I've got 'N' no of things to do ,don't really know whats been happening in the classes so I can study( **smiles**),I can work out(**ah, i remember the sprain in my left leg**),can sleep (**but what about the curious case of benjamin buttons?) can watch movies(**guess thats what i have been doing**).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resession has given  junta a more pessimistic outlook,I'm in E&amp;amp;E and yes I agree it's a tough branch,agree wholly that its a mistake ( may be  life's 1,2...),and I realise my gpa is fucked too.but common what's the point in brooding over facts? an A is A even you fret about it.but some guys don't really realise this and have been searching for  frustu dump zones and they are non other than people who are Ok with things happening ,I have decided I should avoid those dumpers rest it would add to myne,&lt;br /&gt;finally have got a long list of 'things to be done ' . cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-5452722662125277862?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/5452722662125277862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=5452722662125277862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5452722662125277862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/5452722662125277862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-blues.html' title='....NEw year Blues....'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-4899291404109938713</id><published>2008-12-16T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:19:03.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweet "pan" seller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SUieN2A7elI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iUJNXC_sfLk/s1600-h/img18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SUieN2A7elI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iUJNXC_sfLk/s320/img18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280644523766807122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of u love sweet pan?I personally feel its a delight! but,the problem nowadays is the sweet pans are being pre packed and refrigerated as a result the actual flavour is lost.But, I found a panwala who brings the delicacy straight on ur tounge.In the  summer holidays when I   stayed at my friend's place I used to enjoy his pan daily,so as soon as I came in this semester break I wanted to go to the good old shop ,I love the way he makes the pan- he adds all the ingredients(I counted them) they were 9 all together and its mouthfull juicy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always used think about the pan and his scrupulous pan making but never thought about the man  particularly, since he was in the kiosk,but that day my friend casually told me that the man is handicapped and needs crutches to walk.I was struck by a sense of sympathy as I slowly emptied the sweet juice from his pan,I couldn't exactly understand the feeling ,he was like any other man and he was even more excited to explain me the source of ingredients .I didn't sense a sign of sadness on his face .He was kidding around with the people  ,though it is a small incident I some how felt the sweet pan wala is indeed sweet and motivating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-4899291404109938713?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SUieN2A7elI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/iUJNXC_sfLk/s72-c/img18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6977376967882580555</id><published>2008-12-16T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:22:57.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taming the white tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SUiZ-QIin-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1d2DbCE-I_4/s1600-h/white-tiger-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SUiZ-QIin-I/AAAAAAAAAKI/1d2DbCE-I_4/s320/white-tiger-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280639857853636578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flipping the pages of Arvind Adiga's  The White tiger ,it was a beautiful presentation of agony and frusration of the poor ?no, the bellyless people -as he classifies the people in the country into two catogeries bellied&amp;amp; belly less. It is a light hearted way of looking at the most serious things in the present day world .The character Munna /Balaram Hawaii finds his way from the masses and slums into the Banglorean life style of night shifts and day breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small paragraph in the book particularly overwhelmed me , since I personally feel the pain and agony of the people  he described in that particular para. He follows a street dog into the slums where the construction workers stay,these people live in horrible conditions with no proper sanitation .He describes two kids fighting for a note in the gutter ,I see the same events through my window sill in the hostel all day long. There's some construction work going in the college ,and the workers have been provided temporary shelthers ,these people work day and night for the sake of people who want to live in the glass buildings but don't they atleast deserve the basic sanitation facilities? they defecate in the open ground, and imagine the plight of female labourers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book presented the idea of poverty in a new dimension,but some points in the book were a bit offensive ,even Gandhiji had to bear the brunt of Munna at a point .overall its a refreshing work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6977376967882580555?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6977376967882580555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired of seeing the same world laden with poverty,pain, and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;politics?Wanna raise voice against corruption,question inflation,debts,and high interest rates?Can you imagine a world where there is no word called poverty and no word called money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is said that if all the peole in the world clear their debts then there would be no money in cirulation.so,for the money to be in circulation there is a continuous debt inflicted into the system this is called as modern slavery.There is an unpayable debt ,so inorder to pay for it people start working and as a result of more debt the prices of the goods raise and hence there is inflation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The phenomenon of how the monetary system affects our lives and how we are being enslaved and also what we can do for a better and absolutely perfect society is explained at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thevenusproject.com/"&gt;http://www.thevenusproject.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also visit &lt;a href="http://thezeitgeistmovement.com/"&gt;http://thezeitgeistmovement.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to know how we can change the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:If you really care for a better world you shouldn't miss this one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6339893876880439799?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6339893876880439799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6339893876880439799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6339893876880439799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6339893876880439799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/11/wanna-change-world.html' title='Wanna change the world?'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SRwpnR0u1kI/AAAAAAAAAJs/cGfdZqgWmr4/s72-c/1086641908.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-8998549913245600918</id><published>2008-11-06T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T08:18:18.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucket List...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SRMWb4frxhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6bwhrDPbbXM/s1600-h/wish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SRMWb4frxhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6bwhrDPbbXM/s320/wish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265577057603798546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every one has a bucket list, i.e the things you do before you kick the bucket .Though the life is very unpredictable  and gloomy people paint it pink and make it exciting with few things that add value to their existence,image what a person would feel if he knew he is going to die in few days,then he would not think about the degrees he earned , the prosperity he has but he measures the quality of life he has led,the wish list is nothing but the essence of the quality list .without that life is just a plain dish and peole cant savour it..!  After watching the bucket list movie I thought i should chalk out my ucket list too..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Scuba diving in Pacific ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.sky diving over Carribean islands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.smoke a cuban cigar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.camel racing in the thar desert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.Trek the Mt.everest, if not atleast K2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.Spend a week in the Amazon forests  and discover the essense of life.[:D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.Be The CEO of an MNC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Own a Harley Davidson,  a BMW ,a Farm house on the coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.Date a super model without being sentimental u see , that is very fundamental.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.sport long hair, own a Nike franchise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.Contribute significantly to the Poverty elimination,education of the underprevilaged and develoment of the nation in some uniqe but significant way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.Space walk( ..Mars)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;100..............i'll try my best to end the list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-8998549913245600918?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SRMWb4frxhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/6bwhrDPbbXM/s72-c/wish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-634794850383755071</id><published>2008-11-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:55:21.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts/factoids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQ6gUWj_4_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SpKKZaZ2XWI/s1600-h/Frog-thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQ6gUWj_4_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SpKKZaZ2XWI/s320/Frog-thinking.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264321285957084146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What would have been Ramayana if Ravana has written it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.When do we celebrate mens day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.what is it that makes teachers in my college think they are cool/brilliant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.what is it  that makes students think a college ends with a nice placement like a hero and a heroine in a movie uniting at the end or marrying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Is there a chance that Economic times publishes a pic of a sexy model without quoting some marketing strategy crap with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why is it that tall and thin people have fat and short gal friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.when do I stop thinking that its not right time for  study?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why do girls get so emotional about absolutely simple things and don't even give a damn to damnned things?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.What is that they serve in the mess?and what do they expect us to do with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.What is that makes some people  who are not atall bothered about thechnical stuff think giving GRE  suddenly creates interest for Advanced Super integerated circuits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.why do I always let my brain rust ?and why do girls mistake love for lust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.what is headbanging?and why only  rock~holics enjoy it the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why should my room have the bed always on the right side?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why do people die for marks  by saying life rocks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.How do vegeterians even manage to live in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why is it that you'll   know who is your neighbour only if he/she  is of the opposite sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why do some people talk ONLY about the movies all the time and anaylyse them more than the director do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why can't people pass water at the table without having a sip when you ask for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why does The Dj in the bar always play the songs which you are least interested in?and why do the other group just beside you relish them the most? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why is it that I always prefer the last seat in the class,bus,movie,bar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why do I like the room only when it is messed up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why don't I like "guys" who have bath twice a day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why does Madhur Bhandakar always portray gay characters in his movies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.How is a Horse the symbol for romance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.What do the people in the first benches do on their first date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.Why is night  so young?and why have I become nocturnal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-634794850383755071?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/634794850383755071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=634794850383755071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/634794850383755071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/634794850383755071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughtsfactoids.html' title='random thoughts/factoids'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQ6gUWj_4_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/SpKKZaZ2XWI/s72-c/Frog-thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-516742273832732304</id><published>2008-10-26T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:38:34.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...The Jailor....saab!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV679c02gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kXiUyhEKsVQ/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV679c02gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kXiUyhEKsVQ/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261746910178630146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV5K6Jp9qI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ch3wED1ujYw/s1600-h/nerd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV5K6Jp9qI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Ch3wED1ujYw/s320/nerd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261744967967700642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV5FAlboHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mtYIlVrydgs/s1600-h/690C0-jailor.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV5FAlboHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mtYIlVrydgs/s320/690C0-jailor.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261744866615599218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't updating blog for quite sometime,the actual problem is when you sit down to write something ,you'll  encounter  the myraid amounts of information like smash potatoes at you,and its cumbersome to escape those  un structured  attacks,but today I managed, infact have been victorious in escaping the informanomania(as I call it) because I have an important ummmm well,not important interesting mmmm may not be...thrilling.??.ughhh my vocab sux!....ok,chuck it I have a plain issue of which I want to talk about .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been confined upon the honourable duty to serve the country( may be indirectly) as jailor by a person who is in my hostel wing 3 rooms away.Din't get a head and tail of what i was trying to elucidate?don't worry you'll comprehend it beyond your limits when I tell you the actual seqence of events which have ended my "Berojagari" and are contibuting to my calorific intake .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the time when I was in a dilema to start studing or complete the latest episode of HIMYM, listen to the latest music collection,  send some more flirts on zoosk,  chew those big &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;candies{for the heck of it} .Then came the turn in my life, a knock on the door which  further worsened the  list of options  whether to open/not ? As it demanded a 2nd party confrontation I went and opened the door,There stood a 6 ft tall ,blue tee, olive pants structure infront of me .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with a 1.5 inch lens frame ,staring at me as If he were Gulliver.I got pissed of just by his exchange of glances, so I din't even speak and just gestured asking what ?(what the hell?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he started speaking,I suddenly realised he is the most frustrated soul I ever met and I was a part of this planet, so even I spoke a word or two ( ok..ok...achhaa..achhaa..) .After  the long conversation ( 2min 3 sec) I immediatley went to his room locked the person in the room with his OWN LOCK and came to my room not realising of what was going on.Yea, folks he asked me to lock him up in his room with his own lock and he reqested( demanded) not to ask any questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I came back and got preocuppied  with my activities again,mean while my instincts started responding like a physchadelic telling me ( no yelling at me) to go to that bloody room and open the lock and ask him what the hell is going on? the 3rd sense also warned me that  locking  a 20 year old frustrated guy is nothing but aiding and funding his suicide mission too. So I ran gasping to his room imagining the oscillations of the  6 ft Pendulum  suspended to the fan , holding my breath I opened the door, even before I opened the door fully ,suddenly that guy started staring at me  from the small opening for 2 minutes .So after I thought I had enough of those scorching looks ,I asked  him to  open the door and tell me  the reason for this shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was taken aback by my sudden demand of truth so he took some time and told some crap,indirectly he was like "get lost you loser and get some life by locking this knife( he is razor  sharp rite?)".he told he has to study blah blah ..blah..bleee..bluee..blayy..then I locked him and was ready to even aid the masaccre of this moron.The next day early in the  morning around 6: 30 am  he calls me up,and asks me to open the doors of heaven , I opened and immediately came to my room and slipped into my comfortable bedsheet for those last 15 ..20 minutes of sleep , then he again calls me up and asks  why I had gone before he returned to his room?( he  went to attend nature calls for mother nature's  sake!!)so, he again orders  me to come and lock him up and open it around 7: 30am .The problem with this creature is  that he speaks in  that typical Indian convincing style for those watch Russel Peters show I needn't say ( kyaa yaar thu aise chala gayaaa ?ek minute aake mere room lock karlenaaa please yaar) God can you say NO? so I went locked him up and decided to sit infront of his room brushing my teeth till 7: 30 .I again opened those holy doors and went to college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the evening again I heard a knock the same knock which I heard yesterday the three taps a gap and again three taps .I think his brain is programmed to do so (tik tik tik ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                       wait for 3 sec;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                       tik tik tik;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blaming myself for reacting to this creature I went with a very boring face  (quite boring , because I tried 2 to 3 faces in my mirror before I decided to go with the most irritating one of them all) and opened the door,then he suddenly grabbed my hand and forcebly put a 5 star chocolate in my hand,  I know theres nothing wrong or gay about accepting chocolates from guys but this one was a big NOOOO..O^(infinity) some how for me so, I quitely rejected his offer by returning the already jammed 5 star ,then he asked me to take it ,then I told him I don't feel like eating one.Thats it, thats the end of the word from my mouth,he almost sprang at me with frenzy and started demanding why I wouldn't take choclate given by him? He started trembling and his eyes were red with anger and voice was shaky then I envisaged some multipersonality disorder conflict must have been playing tunes  on him and I told him I was just kidding and I would love to have 5 star chocolates and I tore off the wrapper and acted as if it were the first choclate I was  having in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He then summoned me to come with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to the deadly place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into the room I followed him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;into the middle I was led&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still I wanted to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I felt I was in a trance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my spirit was lifted from me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if only someone had the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To witness what happened to me......( I knw death would break dance with me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so from then till the end of the exams that was my daily schedule ,nope not myne it was  his and  I had to abide by it, else   he would be dancing  with   my death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so heres my new portfolio and job timings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post: Jailor saabh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaam: open/close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;timings: morning 6:30-7:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;               afternoon 12:30-1:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              evening 4:00...extended indefinetly depends on the mercy of the prisoner saab!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;salary( Ransom??):   5 star only!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;retirement:  again on the mercy of prisoner saab...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-516742273832732304?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/516742273832732304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=516742273832732304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/516742273832732304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/516742273832732304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/jailorsaab.html' title='...The Jailor....saab!'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SQV679c02gI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kXiUyhEKsVQ/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-99931602463998458</id><published>2008-10-15T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:29:44.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The poet(s) of the fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPYZpAMKlxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E6OTI6lMVMA/s1600-h/2404416901_73009b9e95.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPYZpAMKlxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E6OTI6lMVMA/s320/2404416901_73009b9e95.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257417807217989394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPXcY3vvmbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gHHw1j4h6ZI/s1600-h/Grace2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPXcY3vvmbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gHHw1j4h6ZI/s320/Grace2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257350459864095154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Inspired by a blue eyed beautiful girl ~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I saw the blue sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just yesterday I saw that blue eye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she gave me a hi fi and said hieee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can you tell me why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;do you think I lie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its not that I don't cry, but as the time goes by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my heart would die and tears would dry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand its difficult to get by but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its time to say good bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:   done in LCT class...[:D]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-99931602463998458?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/99931602463998458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=99931602463998458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/99931602463998458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/99931602463998458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/poets-of-fall.html' title='The poet(s) of the fall'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPYZpAMKlxI/AAAAAAAAAH8/E6OTI6lMVMA/s72-c/2404416901_73009b9e95.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7886945015349841453</id><published>2008-10-14T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:41:57.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dial a Robber for hot wheels.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSgy9yw5fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUuu-BnKos0/s1600-h/GOV058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSgy9yw5fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUuu-BnKos0/s320/GOV058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257003462489597426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Want a car for a throw away price?&lt;/div&gt;If yes, then you have to kill your consience for some period, wait for about 2 to 3 weeks and  may be you have to compromise with the colour  too, but you'll be assured the car at exactly half the price or something less than that.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wondering how that is possible? yeah, it is quite possible in the presnt day world because there are a new professionals in the town" the car robbers" they have openened a consultancy where in you place the order and they steal the car for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, i'm not kidding The ET says that if it is treated as a permissible business then it would rank 50th among the fortune 500 companies. In US alone it is a $9 billion business and growing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They steal the vehicles in one place and sell them in other states by bribing the RTO officials ,in garden city itself some 5000 cases have been registered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so folks if you are seriously planning to buy a car may be you can  give a thought to it..[:D] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7886945015349841453?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7886945015349841453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7886945015349841453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7886945015349841453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7886945015349841453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-you-want-car-for-half-price.html' title='Dial a Robber for hot wheels.'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSgy9yw5fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/hUuu-BnKos0/s72-c/GOV058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7090060971585249367</id><published>2008-10-14T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:47:55.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm Mmmm....  "M"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPScHX4eCcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AXrcb_b8W-4/s1600-h/ag25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPScHX4eCcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AXrcb_b8W-4/s320/ag25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256998315532093890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently the Economomic Times quoted the words of Ratan Tata who said " We have shifted from a bad M to a good M'. He meant to say that because the Nano  project was shifted from Mamta benarjee's (Kolkata) court to Modi's court( Ahmedabad). Though the intention behind his statement is clear some people are of opinin that letter M is some kinda bad letter in English alphabet because it is mid way between the letters i'e position 13. This was not the opinion of the people of present times but previously Ian flemming the creator of James bond had also mentioned the same portraying bond in Military (M) and as Machoman(M) though the prospects were different. However I find its quite ridiculous that anything has to with the name.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently after the stock market downfall, people have become crazy that they are readily accepting the beliefs that something is wrong with the name which has finally led the bear loose on the market ( ehhh??) The ET has also given some guidlines to those people who are intersted in changing their names.Where are we heading ???.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7090060971585249367?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7090060971585249367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7090060971585249367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7090060971585249367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7090060971585249367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/mmm-mmmm-m.html' title='Mmm Mmmm....  &quot;M&quot;'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPScHX4eCcI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AXrcb_b8W-4/s72-c/ag25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-6824357341991088085</id><published>2008-10-14T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:01:52.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodle  and Overflow of knowledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSXN3dhVEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sZhHdT-4LjE/s1600-h/stacyMike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSXN3dhVEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sZhHdT-4LjE/s320/stacyMike.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256992929530074178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSXJPL3mBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RkSxDuNqHFA/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSXJPL3mBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RkSxDuNqHFA/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256992849999140882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSWr6eWAwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VsiD3cA5Q2w/s1600-h/great_big_whores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSWr6eWAwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VsiD3cA5Q2w/s320/great_big_whores.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256992346223280898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, are you an MBBS student too ?? don't say No! because i'm not speaking about those white apron clad beautiful chicks nor those nerdy guys .I'm talking about those people who know what they are and who don't  give a damn about what others think,&lt;div&gt;I'm speaking about those souls for whom life is nothing but a wonderful journey, for whom the ears  act like all pass filters when the  words "EXAMS"..."ASSIGNMENTS"..."LAST DATES".."DEADLINES" pop up..by now you must have guessed who I'm and whom am I representing ... yeah the Great Back Benchers society!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, if you are a back bencher then for sure you are a doodler too..! It is the way people express their ideas, views from issues ranging from matters of world concern to some censored stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last benches are the places you should refer for the expert advice on ny topic under the sun and well, ya we deal with cosmic theories too.[:(]. Scrathing your head for the best chick in the college?? then just take a few steps back and you'll find the expert answer with proper anyalysis in these places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long walk to the college and trying to manage somehow on the foot board of the bus yyou reach the class , obviously we should relax for the effotrs we have put to come to that place so what better place you have than the last bench?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fan of a rock band? a foot ball club?? a movie? a movie star?  wanna complete an unfinished novel? wanna sleep for some more time my dear? how about trying  some creative desigining on the benches? gearing up for some heated debates on some hot stuff? SMS, MMS, Lays, choclolates, ipod, the ultra slim mobile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you said yes, to any one of these then welcome to the MBBS .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"let there be back bench!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heres a small poem from a back bencher:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me doodle and place my label on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please don't trouble as I'm feeble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you make me invisible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you make me indestructible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why don't you put me in a cubicle and juggle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't stop the giggle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for I know you are brilliant but please don't mumble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would rather prefer the blood tripple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and bones crumble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its a bit terrible ,but it is the soul key for the trouble,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is just a bubble, So please don'tmake it miserable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it roll like a pebble and jump with joy like a colourful marble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me doodle and place my label on the table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please don't trouble as I'm feeble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-6824357341991088085?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/6824357341991088085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=6824357341991088085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6824357341991088085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/6824357341991088085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/doodle-and-overflow-of-knowledge.html' title='Doodle  and Overflow of knowledge'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPSXN3dhVEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sZhHdT-4LjE/s72-c/stacyMike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-8060818319343692936</id><published>2008-10-12T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:43:17.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy for the unkown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPHrtpT1FRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ej-Q1sEGGOA/s1600-h/murphy.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPHrtpT1FRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ej-Q1sEGGOA/s320/murphy.GIF" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256241409533744402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey folks!!,  all those who know about Murphy's law just enjoy the modern laws by sliding a bit ,and for the people who don't know about this soul, let me have the pleasure of introducing you people to the world of Murphy.&lt;div&gt;It was named after captain Edward A Murphy who was working in Air force on some project shouted at the authorities when he was asked for explanation about the malfunction of some transducer .Murphy yelled "anything that has to go wrong will" then his assistant noted it as Murphy's law from then people added to the list of laws..lets attempt to make Murphy proud with the modern laws here they go.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;LAW ABOUT GALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beautiful galz are either in junior or in senior batch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Beauty *brains=constant for girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~If geography of a gal is good her history is probably bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~The best girls will always hang out with the lousiest guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Skirts getting shorter is the sign of booming economy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;~The girl you want to be interested in you, always assumes you are already in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 48px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;Whenever a conversation with a girl begins to get interesting, someone always joins the conversation &lt;img src="http://www.orkut.co.in/img/smiley/i_angry.gif" border="0" alt="" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;LAW OF THE BATHROOM&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE THEATRE: &lt;br /&gt;People with the seats at the furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;LAW OF BIOMECHANICS&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE TELEPHONE: &lt;br /&gt;When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE WORKSHOP: &lt;br /&gt;Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;LAW OF THE RESULT:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;LAW OF MECHANICAL REPAIR:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LAW OF VARIATION:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;LAW OF THE ALIBI:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the Next morning you will have a flat tire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF CLOSE ENCOUNTERS: &lt;br /&gt;The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF COFFEE: &lt;br /&gt;As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold no matter how hot is your coffee is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAW Of HOSPITALITY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;The hospital is a place where they will wake you up to give you a sleeping pill.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;can add loadz and loadz so try to add some more to my list via comments.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(103, 103, 103);   line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(103, 103, 103); line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-8060818319343692936?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/8060818319343692936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=8060818319343692936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8060818319343692936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/8060818319343692936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/murphy-for-unkown.html' title='Murphy for the unkown'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPHrtpT1FRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ej-Q1sEGGOA/s72-c/murphy.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-598313919807060162</id><published>2008-10-11T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T04:51:19.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRead it or Dump it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGLJr92qRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2D8mrJj47rA/s1600-h/run_to_the_hills_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGLJr92qRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2D8mrJj47rA/s320/run_to_the_hills_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256135238655322386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGLKJrbEbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bkaRRG35Ic0/s1600-h/virtualtour3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGLKJrbEbI/AAAAAAAAAGw/bkaRRG35Ic0/s320/virtualtour3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256135246631080370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGK1vFsTUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FJXFjxRvkh8/s1600-h/brave_new_world_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGK1vFsTUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FJXFjxRvkh8/s320/brave_new_world_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256134895896120642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGKGFVhZgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/d9aSHtYLMIs/s1600-h/monsters_of_rock_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGKGFVhZgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/d9aSHtYLMIs/s320/monsters_of_rock_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256134077234374146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGJ9rG5vCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OwCDGewQ7NE/s1600-h/bestofthebeast8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGJ9rG5vCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/OwCDGewQ7NE/s320/bestofthebeast8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256133932754779170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGJx8PZ3uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fwJMYNaggTY/s1600-h/beastontheroad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGJx8PZ3uI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fwJMYNaggTY/s320/beastontheroad1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256133731195412194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Maiden the father of all bands ,hits with EDDY .Tne  character they use for promotion of their band, its too stunning and electric that you simply get overwhelmed just by the sight of it ...check sum of the EDDY's ultimate poses....and folks keep rocking~~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for more on iron maiden and eddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ironmaidenwallpaper.com/brave_new_world_4.jpg"&gt;http://www.ironmaidenwallpaper.com/brave_new_world_4.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-598313919807060162?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/598313919807060162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=598313919807060162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/598313919807060162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/598313919807060162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/10/dread-it-or-dump-it.html' title='DRead it or Dump it'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SPGLJr92qRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/2D8mrJj47rA/s72-c/run_to_the_hills_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-563000761451437915</id><published>2008-10-08T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:26:06.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MURphy loves me...I LOve Robhatah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz5cUZisxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-oxyNDtZOXs/s1600-h/murphys_law_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254849130142020370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz5cUZisxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-oxyNDtZOXs/s320/murphys_law_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz5ErrXKVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gBGEIkusWzE/s1600-h/robot-wars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254848724073916754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz5ErrXKVI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gBGEIkusWzE/s320/robot-wars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second day at IIT early in the morning , I was awakened by  a roar of  machines from outside and when I rushed to &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz475E-w9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TTtGFju7xnI/s1600-h/0568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254848573052208082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz475E-w9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/TTtGFju7xnI/s320/0568.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;see what was happening then I found some Army vehicles making their way  into the grounds ,later I was informed that  INDIAN ARMY,DRDO LABS  are together conducting a Missile and state of art weapon exibition of Tankers, and recently devoloped Air- Air , Air-Land and laser operated missiles, then adrenaline was pumped in my nerves and I was out to watch them within 5 minutes,they were awsome and I  thought why I was not in  the Army&lt;br /&gt;(should have tried rite??) I was awestuck by the performance of soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;Then, comes our event .It was actually scheduled at 9 am ,so we were waiting for our team mates to come but God !!the clock was just ticking and no sign of  them. Suddenly it was 2 pm and still no signs of these people, we rushed to the event spot and were eagerly waiting for them finally they arrived at around 5:30 pm and the event was to end at 6pm ,we reqested the judges as we had a genuine reason the car tyre got punctured 3 times?? you know what i mean 3 times!!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally they were like very impressed by the model  and every one was posing for pics with our model , but they  said they couldn't help  as we were late , so then I thought "MURPHY LOVES ME"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were offered loadz of sympathy, and appreciation but I couldn't understand why they couldn't extend the event for just 10 minutes?ours was the only proper engineered design amonst all, all the others were just wobbling and it was merely like a science fair, rather than a techfest of a prestigious institution ,then we were given some letter of appreciation to pacify but we rejected them( later they were given at hospitality desks) then we attended the rocking show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;from NUS singapore ROBHATAH robots which dance, play and communicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the most amazing show ,Robots were performing bycycle kicks, and dancing to the tune of Dhoom machale audience were chanting ONCE MORE ..ONCE MORE...while the bots were busy dancing balancing on one leg with perfect synchronysm if you are interested in these amazing humanoid bots then visit &lt;a href="http://www.revobot.com/"&gt;http://www.revobot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-563000761451437915?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOz5cUZisxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-oxyNDtZOXs/s72-c/murphys_law_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-2633237635524589531</id><published>2008-10-08T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:50:36.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chennai...IIT MADRAS.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOzvlHE6-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/spIW0_gAmo0/s1600-h/239278460_848827aefe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254838286068414866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOzvlHE6-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/spIW0_gAmo0/s320/239278460_848827aefe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOzvZvnuDaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qopPdFWwfBs/s1600-h/P10600781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254838090793356706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOzvZvnuDaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/qopPdFWwfBs/s320/P10600781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I was in chennai , for the IIT Madras techfest SHAASTRA ....to present a robot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firstly, two of us have gone to chennai., later two of my team mates came to chennai with a robot...mind you its not a bot made of wood , aluminium,thermacol,or any simple..student made product it is a high end industrial bot made of carbon steel I mean to say a bot which can be directly used in industry,or can directly be used for application purpose and its not a prototype&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, ( Dhawal my friend and me) started on 2 october from Manipal to Chennai, our train was scheduled around 9:30pm and we reached the station at 9:27pm we weren't sure if our tickets were confirmed because just the previous day they were waitlisted at around 31.but miraculously our seats were confirmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, we entered into the train and it slowly, embraced three states (karnataka,kerala,tamilnadu) and finally reached chennai, as we were about to reach we thought of having idli sambar ( tamil nadu special) but when tried to take a piece of idli i realised it was not idli..but a deadly ,puddly rubber so somehow tried to chew the rubber..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got down at the station, and called my friend Chakri @ IIT and enquired the way to come, then as he told us we went to the Park lane local train station ,after waiting for a long time observing all tamil thambis then arrived the train like a jet ,seriously they are using electric traction of 25kv&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was taken aback by the precise electrical system design in the stations and the proper switch gear protection ,it just stops hardly for 1 minute and picks up a speed of around 60-70kmph in less than 1 miute and there are stations for every 200m ,the only disadvantage is the stations are located somewhere remotedly you have to search for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;soon we were in the mind boggling campus of IIT M there we had the sponsorers welcoming us with their banners google, caterpillar,polaris,renault nissan,vestas, to name a few..we immediatly settled in the last row of the in campus bus and got down at Ganga hostel and adjusted ourselves in my friends room. the rooms were really bad , I can say MIT rooms are far better than theirs,so that day we had to get some equipment ready for the project and we were out of the campus to Egmore soon we were looted by a tamil thambi, by saying "ennaa appa istha duram ikkadilla" he looted 50 rupees  for 3 km then we decided what might matter in the struggle never travel by auto in chennai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The local train zoomed us to Egmore and we virtually hit black and blue by the response of the people there when we asked for a particular address it took us 2 hours to just go to a street behind the one we were standing,but you know Murphy always has something in store for us ,so this time the shop was closed after the struggle so we were forced to return back to the pavillion ,then we found some Chettinand restaurant and we then recollected that its famous in Chennai and ordered some really good sounding chicken but were frustrated when he brought the dish which tasted like crap,we then thought " its not Chettinand it is chetta annand"..returned to the campus..and tried to sleep sometime while having war with the mosquitoes with brains( the IIT walaaa mosquitoes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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MADRAS.....'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOzvlHE6-ZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/spIW0_gAmo0/s72-c/239278460_848827aefe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-7501069306958190242</id><published>2008-09-30T10:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:53:03.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Modelling Are you game FOr it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOJkVbakEEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZUtkY3zz9Og/s320/indian_vogue_2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251870434766622786" /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;Recently,I was in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style=" Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;"&gt;Udupi with my friend for shopping. He was keen on getting a shirt of particular  colour, so  we were knocking  at every garment show room. Alaas! it took us an hour to finally get what we want. But during shopping I noticed something,  that is the shopkeepers are diplaying the undergarments in glass shelves where as clothes on  the hangers ,                 Then I enqired the shopkeeper  the reason to do so?..Bang came the answer since the underwear have models on them  so,they are attractive ..(???? are they really so)..that made me think about the people who do modelling for some local not so famous company  imagine they being called as cheddi wallah! well, the prospects for jockey model are way far different from "The udupi underwar &amp;amp;co"model .Then I was told what amount they pay to these models by a person who was kinda contractor for all such things .  Fashion is going from ultra to extra ultra these days,today I was going through some article in THE HINDU which says the VOUGE fashion magazine has featured some poor people who can't even dream of seeing such dresses in their life were clad in dresses and were in for a photoshoot. They were paid pretty decently.I really don't know if it is the new fashion statement they are quoting or as the critics say it is "exloiting the poor" by paying them far less than a top class model.Ofcourse they can't be paid on the similar lines as they pay to Minnisha lamba, John Abraham or any top class model .So do you think there is really injustice done to the poor?                                                                                By posing for a 30 minutes photo shoot they earned 3 times they could earn in a day or that which equals in a week .  According to me i think its pretty fair "Exloiatation" has to be defined properly ,instead of just making a fuss about it, they should consider the benefits and appreciate the new style statement ,which brings alltogether a new face to fashion,the man in the picture is carrying an umbrella worth $500 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; and the child shown in the pic is wearing shoes worth $400 .&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-7501069306958190242?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/7501069306958190242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=7501069306958190242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7501069306958190242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/7501069306958190242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/09/modelling-are-you-game-for-it.html' title='Modelling Are you game FOr it?'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SOJkL7gxDQI/AAAAAAAAAEs/MI0Q7yVUggo/s72-c/indian_vogue_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-1571341802008135331</id><published>2008-09-28T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:09:30.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multi personality conflict in me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN80cEjRmjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4AAEAr40wp4/s1600-h/hires_inspire-m2600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN80cEjRmjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4AAEAr40wp4/s320/hires_inspire-m2600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250973347399965234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN8y40sj8zI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qjrvDa8AN1U/s1600-h/ipod_shuffle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN8y40sj8zI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qjrvDa8AN1U/s320/ipod_shuffle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250971642336899890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;VOICES INSIDE ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem ,I was on a spree to satisfy my ego which has been running wither tither to get the gadgets that i wanted since long...its like suddenly an artist,a poet ,a musician ,a photographer and by far an architect is inside me each taking turns to tell me that i should be one among them, each giving his own explanations and abetting me to take their way .&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Surrender to shuffle&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, I was ultimately forced by the musician guy, inside me to kick start by getting an ipod .so i thought i would get an ipod shuffle since its looks are amazing and  your current playlist with those drums and guitars is enough  for you to attain the escape velocity! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its superb ! though the sound o/p is quite low,the ease to carry it shoots all the negative aspects. its plug and walk kinda model, u wont even konw that it is existing on you.Recently i came to know that it works on solid state technology that is you don't have a number of custom made parts inside but there is one big boss inside controlling the device and inturn providing you the Escape velocity !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;CREATIVE INSPIRE M2600:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The musician inside me has gone green with envy ,so he started yelling yet me to stop listening to the ipod  for myself and instead get a 2.1 speaker system so thateven he could enjoy the music ..I tought that it was a good idea, because having ear phones for long is very uncomfortable experience then immediatley I was there @ the shop the next day with my friend Kiran (a music freak) for the 2.1 old version, but we were said theres no stock and not to mention i had sessionals the very next day even then neither of the music freaks din't mind the fact so I thought why should I? finally got the speaker system and once i plugged in from that day till this moment the speakers are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON!....(&lt;/span&gt;though its a different issue i screwed my sessionals big time i had pink floyd the wall we don't need any education in the back ground while i was studying may be it worked out too well on me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;LG KP 320&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photography, has always been my passion but to meddle with a costly digital cam my mom always said no thanks for my photograpic techniques using the cam, so i thought i should get a cell with a nice cam ,but it takes a lot for the budget to get approved before you prove your mettle ,so with in the budjet i planned for a cell with a 3MP cam, the cam is kewl...and i'll get back with my pics in sometime..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-1571341802008135331?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/1571341802008135331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=1571341802008135331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/1571341802008135331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/1571341802008135331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/09/multi-personality-conflict-in-me.html' title='Multi personality conflict in me.'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN80cEjRmjI/AAAAAAAAACY/4AAEAr40wp4/s72-c/hires_inspire-m2600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-573318703540317547.post-4457858628383582498</id><published>2008-09-27T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:19:28.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIme space...and me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN89gmp794I/AAAAAAAAADA/sKbGnov_mrI/s320/brief-history-of-time_225.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250983320878839682" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN898SLbELI/AAAAAAAAADQ/J3sWOelLquo/s1600-h/Eye_of_the_Universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN898SLbELI/AAAAAAAAADQ/J3sWOelLquo/s320/Eye_of_the_Universe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250983796418482354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN89qq9--EI/AAAAAAAAADI/cHbsnPZdTik/s320/light_cone.png" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250983493835356226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,recently i was going through some article,  there i was intrigued by the statistics about the thoughts our brain process in a single minute,yea undoubtedly its the masterpiece which makes a personse himself  as Bill gates in an instant and the very next moment you are out in the vegetable market selling fish??..(errr..ya) one shot you are partying @ Las vegas strip club the very next moment you are in sector 11 of US army flying the ultra modern jet &lt;div&gt;ok,guys this is all about dreams...but the point i would like to bring in here is we never think about them as  the author in the edition says..once we start analysing our dreams we can predict the future??..shocked??..yea u heard it right.! though many scientists are still not completely agreeing the propositions, there is much a hype atleast about the future predictions .last week i have totaly become a cynical.and crazy because i was reading the book A BRIEF HISTORY OF TIME by Stephen Hawking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to the theory in the book, if you can determine all the events at an instant of time any time in the past, then u can very well predict the future .its like u can assume or imagine u have a small formula of kind &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUTURE EVENT= PAST EVENT+e^(-WHAT THE HELL?)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where W,H,A,T, THE, HELL, are constants which in turn depend on the light cone...!!&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                ya, i know you are repeating those constants in a loud voice!.imagine me sitting in the power electronics class and anaylysing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "WHAT THE HELL". &lt;/span&gt;precisely...was pulling my hair out and counting the hair to know what event in the past had caused this present event to occur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading book in the class is a classic according to me. your attention has to be like a radar detecting the signals of teacher coming to you, at the same time digesting the content especially books like these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As of now iam having a heated debate with Heisenberg and light time with some french mathematicians who proposed an even universe...once iam done with them i'll get back to you guys and probably help you in solving those constants ...!! cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/573318703540317547-4457858628383582498?l=jackoffall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/feeds/4457858628383582498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=573318703540317547&amp;postID=4457858628383582498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4457858628383582498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/573318703540317547/posts/default/4457858628383582498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jackoffall.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-spaceand-me.html' title='TIme space...and me!'/><author><name>mr.jack</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050371425584887546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SZfHH9N2EBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/nPWiljTUyvk/S220/DSC00217.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MaQFmSfmH1M/SN89gmp794I/AAAAAAAAADA/sKbGnov_mrI/s72-c/brief-history-of-time_225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
