Mdeii Life - Anand Krishnamoorthi's blog
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Bye Bye Bristol
If there is any connectivity from the airport, I might try to get online, otherwise.. bye bye Britain!
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
“The Bohemians” Ch.13
1.The Angel with the large bosoms and slightly parted lips said: Lo and behold! It is this day that Our Lord has chosen to bestow upon us a Master of Arts.
He, having suffered a terrible hangover has now risen again. His head anointed with the Ale of Thelocalpubsheba, having suffered humiliation at the hands of the gentiles, having made to wear a robe of black and a hood of winered, He ascended the steps of the great hall of the temple the mercenary high-priests called Universitatis Bristoliensis.
2. There the Roman, VicesR'us Chancellorius washed his hands off Him by attaching a label to Him for the whole world to mock at. 'There goes the Master of the Arts', shouted the ignorant graduands as Our Lord walked the path with three other robbers also condemned to receive their degrees with distinctions.
3. The ritual having been completed, Our Lord with His ever-ending mercy did not flinch one bit. He then climbed to the top of Mount Eateriai, where many thousands of years ago King Bartender had justly ruled over, and what the Sumerians refer to as the Eh'emai inarestaurant.
4. He then sat at the head of the table and broke garlic bread. His faithful acquaintances having also chosen to eat Italian accompanied Him at this modest feast. Our Lord then spake: He who does not fear food shall dig in, for it is those who eat without restraint and drink without limits that shall enter My Kingdom. With this He broke another piece of bread, then in His infinite radiant grace, gobbled it all up without even asking courteously if all the others had got their starters.
5. He then raised his cup, which did overflow with wine, said a toast to all assembled and tanked Himself up. That night they all did feast, on spaghetti and lasagna and pasta of all shapes, on chicken and beef, on fish and seafood, and oddly enough for an Italian restaurant, kangaroo! At this moment they did all shake and quiver with fear for they heard a mighty rumble. 'Our Lord hath fury', they said as He let out a large burp. Then the handmaiden arrived with an edict from the roman who officiated what they called a till. Everyone at the table needs to pay up it said, for if the roman at the till is not placated, Our Lord shall unleash the three plagues of Babylon. (Actually two; the third one had been quarantined and subsequently all poultry culled)
6. While the exodus of the Bristolians from Mount Eateriai began, one of them, Benjamin the fastidious, also having been very observant and of very keen hearing, beheld a sign. He heard a voice on the other end of the mobile telephone and obeyed. 'Thou shalt walk for ten more minutes', it said, 'In the direction of the neon sign near that dodgy club. Beyond the desert you shall find a fine pub'.
7. At this point, the Lord having no desire to drink anymore, and in search of a good lay, parted way with the Bohemians.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Last day at work
Had a nice time, went to the pub and got hammered! Quite a few pints of some potent German stuff and I ended up with the worst hangover I've ever had. Cleaned my stomach out as soon as I came home. Threw up a couple of time early this morning, and had a horrible headache, but they key was that I did enjoy myself.
Omam legiyam is a wonderdrug. Completely sorted me out! Bloody hell, that stuff should be marketed as a Sunday morning drug; will make a lot of money in Britain.
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