An idle mind is somebody’s workshop.. so here is what I was thinking during my week-long vacation.
- Vacation for a family man, to me, is just like a tip of balance between his office work and house work!
- After centuries of civilized living, at least some potty training should’ve got inscribed into the human DNA!! I am waiting for that generation when babies won’t need diapers. They will be potty trained at birth!! Unfortunately that’s not my son’s generation
- Accidents happen when space and time align themselves perfectly in favor of your bad luck..
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Vacations always seem too short on their last day!
From the “Words I wish I wrote” book by Robert Fulghum – thanks to Kevin Lawver for lending it to me.
No pessimist ever discovered the secrets of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new heaven to the human spirit
–Helen Keller:
You can count how many seeds are in the apple, but not how many apples are in the seed.
–Ken Kersey:
You risked your life, but what else have you ever risked? Have you ever risked disapproval? Have you ever risked economic security? Have you ever risked a belief? I see nothing particularly courageous in risking one’s life. So you lose it, you go to your hero’s heaven and everything is milk and honey ’til the end of time. Right? You get your reward and suffer no earthly consequences. That’s not courage. Real courage is risking something you have to keep on living with, real courage is risking something that might force you to rethink your thoughts and suffer change and stretch consciousness. Real courage is risking one’s clichés.
–Tom Robbins:
Just an update to my annoyances list..
One could almost think of life in terms of a GSM cell phone. If you believe in rebirth, it is like removing the old SIMM card and installing a new one 
When you remove the SIMM card, you remove all Contacts and other identity stuff stored there with it. All you have is a dead phone. Now, no need to throw it in the trash, just recycle and use it with a different SIMM card! Get a new number, a new faceplate maybe and off you go with a clean new SIMM.
..so what’s the new contract? 60 years? 80…?
Finally I found something interesting to blog about! So here is what happened. I was searching for my iPod for a good bit of this week. And finally yesterday I found it in my washer. I had accidentally left it in the pocket of my Tennis shorts and that went for a nice 60 minute tumble wash! When I found it, the poor thing was lying there in the washer.. lifeless and quiet.
I looked at it and saw any hopes of getting my precious music out of it, going down in drains. But as if some unknown force was guiding me through these troubling times, I sprang into action and started with my emergency instincts. I quickly put it on ‘Oxygen’ – aka – connected it to its charger. I made sure nobody knew about this.. I knew I had to revive it first before basking in the limelight of my own stupidity. So I left it there to recover on its own for about an hour.
And I was thinking.. what if it doesn’t work? My rare song collection was never backed up. I guess I was too arrogantly confident about technology and also about my own self! I could see myself standing in front of my music loving 2yr old son like a criminal. My wife would have scored another victorious moment, with me standing there trying to defend my forgetfulness and clumsiness. No way! Can’t let that happen, o’ great iPod, don’t you die on me now.. come on, fight for your life, fight for me! And so the prayers went on…
I came back after doing some ‘tense’ grocery shopping and saw that the iPod was…….. A L I V E ! The screen was cloudy with some soap water, but it could play all the songs with a very *clean* sound! A few more hours and that too was gone and the screen was clean too. First thing I did? – downloaded ‘EphPod’ and backed up my music to my external hard drive.
Now I didn’t say, you should clean your iPod this way to keep it looking new, did I? Nor did I say you should take it with you while you are swimming. But if you did so by mistake, just remember, no need to get suicidal (!!), it just might be alright after all! And well, driers are a different beasts, I guess……… will let you know if mine ever goes through that ordeal in the future