Why are topless women on beaches a-ok, while us men have to keep our bottoms on?
Shouldn’t each gender be allowed to remove one item of undergarment as a matter of gender equality?
#SunTanEquality #freedom
Author: Adi
Ferry to Hvar
37°C outside. 120 passengers on the top deck. 2 split ACs set to 18°C.
The 10 in front of the AC are freezing, ones in the back are dripping rivers of sweat. We’re in the middle. Suffering, but not enough to earn the right to complain.
Vacation reading
Here’s the final reading list for the vacation. Let’s see how many I actually finish.
What a warm bundle does to you..
I have to leave for a vacation in 2 hours, and I haven’t been sadder in months.
I’m not happy about leaving for a long planned, much desired vacation.
The boy is snuggled tight against my chest, deep asleep. Little does the gentle soul know that his MA & Pa are heading off for 8 days without him.
The in laws are here, and he’ll be OK with them, at least after the first 48 hours. Yet, I spent last night waking up to nightmares about stuff happening to him – stuff ranging from probable to nearly impossible in real life.
I should sleep, but I can’t. Don’t want to waste a single minute of his soft, smelly, warm presence while I have it.
A so so day
Bad: United didn’t win, at home.
Good: United didn’t lose. At home.
Bad: in laws flinching on realising their favourite Rahman song on the car stereo is in Hindi
Good: they grit their teeth and try to survive, without complaining or commenting about it. (Also, #smallvictory for me after my house’s primary language has been turned into one I don’t get a word of)
Bad: went to a clean beach on a hot day, but I didn’t get to swim, at all!
Good: Chewie got to swim. And he swam, and swam, and swam ☺
Bad: 3+ hours to drive a 90 min drive, thanks to holiday traffic.
Good: The destination.
Teach with wonder in your eyes
Teach when you are filled with wonder, before you become a boring expert.
— Mark Pilgrim (via Matt Mullenweg)
Chain reaction…
Ran into a friend from undergrad, who went to the friendly neighbouring b-school a year after me.
Which reminded me of…
XL di kudiyan very very smart…
Which reminded me of…
B****ch** sutta, sutta na milaa
Which reminded me of Samit Panchal. A good fella!
A welcome chain reaction :)
Clawing back some mojo
Bad day in office + no long runs for 2 consecutive weekends = making coffee at midnight and settling in for a night out on the laptop.
Bees & Balls
Successfully rescued Chewie’s balls1 without getting stung, bitten, or scratched. Had to dress like an Eskimo, in peak British summer, for 10 mins though.
Team Moi & Chewie 1 – 2 Team Bees & Nettles
Now, if only we could rescue the 3rd ball lost under the garden shed, it’ll even the score.
- Only the rubber play balls. The real ones were sacrificed, despite my strong objections and tears, 2 years back in the vet’s surgery :'( ↩
Annexe 325
Annexe 325 was my room number second year in Joka. Accidental discovery of that fading 325 on that old tee brought back some fond memories.
Also found this other tee in the stash. Another one from Joka days, so at least 9 years old. And just like the first one, this is the first time in 6-7 years that I can fit in it :)
My room number during first year in Joka? C-306