Blogging is a wonderful way to express yourself, send out news, keep an online diary, share with friends and family and even earn. But how does one start blogging?
It is easy to blog. Let me show you the simplest way.
1. First create an email account with gmail (if you already have one, then use it to create your first blog). Lets just assume that it is myfirstblog@gmail.com.
2. Now go to http://www.blogger.com/
3. Here click on the button 'Create a blog'
4. You reach a web page where there will be a form that you have to fill. You will need to fill in your email id (myfirstblog@gmail.com), a password for your new blog (this will be used to enter your blog and start writing blog posts), a display name (this is the name that will be associated with your new blog) and you will need to fill in a word for verifying that you are human and not a automated computer filling the form (this is called word verification).
5. When you click on the 'Continue' button, you will go to a page where you will need to fill in some more details.
6. You will have to fill in a name for your blog. Don't worry if the name is already taken, just keep ing it a little and you will soon find that you have hit upon a unique name.
7. Click on the 'Continue' button.
8. You have now created your blog, and are ready to write your first post.
9. In the blog title give a heading ot your post (say 'My first blog post'), and in the bigger box write the text for it.
10 Click ont he button 'Publish Post' and your blogging has begun.
Now when someone types in the url of your blog, they will see your post. If you want to add another post, you just need to go to http://www.blogger.com/, and using your email username and password you can enter you blog area, where you can make as many new posts as you want.
So happy blogging, and stay tuned for more on different options to start blogging!!
Do write your queries, views and comments, so I can answer them in the next post.
Jan 17, 2010
Jan 15, 2010
An accident that happened today morning.
I was waiting at a traffic light. The lights turned green. Cars from the opposite side were still trying to muscle their way through. I moved my car ahead. Suddenly there was a screeching sound. I stopped my car, and saw to my right, a scooterist had applied sudden brakes and had skidded. Scooter and scooterist were lying on the road. I rushed out as did other people nearby.
She was a girl, maybe just out of college, dazed and limping. I was distraught, and helped her to my car. An elderly lady in the car behind me came by to assist.
I asked the girl if she was alright. Holding back tears, with a shocked look on her face, she said, “I have to give an exam… a very important exam.”
I immediately took her to my car, drove to the side of the road, and asked her to just calm down. She took a few minutes to calm herself, then I offered her some water. She had a quick look at her leg and realized that it had only been grazed. The pain reduced and she said she was ready to go on ahead.
I and the elderly lady helped her to the scooter. She tried to start it, but it wouldn’t start. A man on a bike came forward and tried to start it. I told the girl that I could take her to the exam venue in my car, but she was sure that she wanted to go on her scooter.
After a few minutes, the scooter came to life. I advised the girl to drive carefully and reach safely. She managed a wan smile and putting on her helmet (which along with her thick jacket had actually prevented any injury), she drove off slowly.
I thanked God that no one got hurt, and headed towards my office.
She was a girl, maybe just out of college, dazed and limping. I was distraught, and helped her to my car. An elderly lady in the car behind me came by to assist.
I asked the girl if she was alright. Holding back tears, with a shocked look on her face, she said, “I have to give an exam… a very important exam.”
I immediately took her to my car, drove to the side of the road, and asked her to just calm down. She took a few minutes to calm herself, then I offered her some water. She had a quick look at her leg and realized that it had only been grazed. The pain reduced and she said she was ready to go on ahead.
I and the elderly lady helped her to the scooter. She tried to start it, but it wouldn’t start. A man on a bike came forward and tried to start it. I told the girl that I could take her to the exam venue in my car, but she was sure that she wanted to go on her scooter.
After a few minutes, the scooter came to life. I advised the girl to drive carefully and reach safely. She managed a wan smile and putting on her helmet (which along with her thick jacket had actually prevented any injury), she drove off slowly.
I thanked God that no one got hurt, and headed towards my office.
Jan 14, 2010
Addicted to thinking.
People are addicted to thinking. Different kinds of thinking.
Some are addicted to thinking about ideas. In their free time, they like to grapple with a problem and find an innovative solution. Their greatest pleasure is to solve a problem creatively. Their greatest kick is to find an answer that nobody else has thought of.
I guess all inventors are like that. They are addicted to thinking about new things. It’s a great addiction. It makes you broad-minded. It broadens your perspective all the time. Every time you think deeply, you discover something new, maybe insignificant or significant, but something new.
What kind of thinking are you addicted to? Thinking about solutions, about people, about profit making ideas, what?
Some are addicted to thinking about ideas. In their free time, they like to grapple with a problem and find an innovative solution. Their greatest pleasure is to solve a problem creatively. Their greatest kick is to find an answer that nobody else has thought of.
I guess all inventors are like that. They are addicted to thinking about new things. It’s a great addiction. It makes you broad-minded. It broadens your perspective all the time. Every time you think deeply, you discover something new, maybe insignificant or significant, but something new.
What kind of thinking are you addicted to? Thinking about solutions, about people, about profit making ideas, what?
Petty people.
There are petty people everywhere. They seek petty satisfaction over petty things. Their petty smugness makes them smile inside. They revel in their petty victories.
I do not like petty. I like openness, generosity, broad-mindedness, magnanimity. I feel old fashioned. Petty people get their petty ways, and surprisingly get ahead in small petty ways, that add up into something petty big.
Big petty become bigger petty, everything becomes a seriously petty competition. And guess who wins the petty fights. The petty people of course. Yet, why is it that I heave a big sigh of relief, that I am not petty.
Pettiness rules in most places, now-a-days. Narrow-mindedness gets you ahead, today.
Which reminds me of a poem by Rabindranath Tagore. Here it is:
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by Thee to ever-widening thought and action -
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.
I do not like petty. I like openness, generosity, broad-mindedness, magnanimity. I feel old fashioned. Petty people get their petty ways, and surprisingly get ahead in small petty ways, that add up into something petty big.
Big petty become bigger petty, everything becomes a seriously petty competition. And guess who wins the petty fights. The petty people of course. Yet, why is it that I heave a big sigh of relief, that I am not petty.
Pettiness rules in most places, now-a-days. Narrow-mindedness gets you ahead, today.
Which reminds me of a poem by Rabindranath Tagore. Here it is:
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by Thee to ever-widening thought and action -
Into that heaven of freedom, my father, let my country awake.
Jan 13, 2010
Driving through three states to reach the workplace.
First through the colony roads, then through the toll bridge across the river that separate the first two states. Then through a maze of roads that pass through colonial parts of the city. Then next to the domestic and international airports. Then through the toll plaza separating the second and the third states. Finally through a meandering road that goes through a residential colony and then under the metro rail, and into the building where the workplace resides.
A long day of work begins after a plethora of traffic offenders, vehicles cutting in front of yours, irresponsible people stopping traffic, cows wandering onto the roads, two-wheelers that cut across the road, traffic policemen who take sadistic pleasure in making vehicles wait and other daily events.
Then a long day turns into a tired evening... and then 'Tan Ta Ra'... the drive back to the home place. Yeah… bring it on baby!
A long day of work begins after a plethora of traffic offenders, vehicles cutting in front of yours, irresponsible people stopping traffic, cows wandering onto the roads, two-wheelers that cut across the road, traffic policemen who take sadistic pleasure in making vehicles wait and other daily events.
Then a long day turns into a tired evening... and then 'Tan Ta Ra'... the drive back to the home place. Yeah… bring it on baby!
Jan 12, 2010
My desire to write a smart and witty post.
At this moment, I have a great desire to write a cutting, biting, sharp and intelligent post. One that will clearly get across the fact that a sharp and incisive mind is at work.
Unfortunately I cannot think of what topic to write on. I toyed with writing something abstruse and wonderful on marketing, or on a really really new Internet technology or software, or some simple tenet that no one had quite seen the way I was going to see it.
However, I haven’t been able to think of any such thing. Yet, I deeply desire to write a smart and witty post. One that has no typos aeither.
Unfortunately I cannot think of what topic to write on. I toyed with writing something abstruse and wonderful on marketing, or on a really really new Internet technology or software, or some simple tenet that no one had quite seen the way I was going to see it.
However, I haven’t been able to think of any such thing. Yet, I deeply desire to write a smart and witty post. One that has no typos aeither.
The WD HD Media Player that I am in love with.
I searched high and low, inside and outside, and then after a month or so, I concluded that at its cost, the Western Digital HD Media Player, was the best one to own. I called my brother in the US to order it from an online store and get it with him when he came visiting, which was about a month away.
A month later my brother is back in town for a holiday, and he gives me the WD HD Media Player. I fret over it thinking whether the US model will work here with the changed voltages etc. etc. and am delighted that it works fine. Then I watch movies, flip through photos and listen to music through it, straight from my external hard drive.
Bliss, I can finally access my 70 GB of music straight from the hard drive using my TV. It is wonderful. I can also watch my huge collection of movies straight from the hard drive. It is wonderful, and I am slowly falling in love.
After almost eight months of the WD HD Media Player coming into my life, the honeymoon is over, we are in a steady relationship now. It has become an integral part of my life, and I think I love it even more.
I have caught myself many a times just staring at the small black remote and then at the small black box, which makes it all happen.
Sigh… its good to be in love with the WD HD Media Player. By the way it cost me $99 when my brother bought it, what a steal!
A month later my brother is back in town for a holiday, and he gives me the WD HD Media Player. I fret over it thinking whether the US model will work here with the changed voltages etc. etc. and am delighted that it works fine. Then I watch movies, flip through photos and listen to music through it, straight from my external hard drive.
Bliss, I can finally access my 70 GB of music straight from the hard drive using my TV. It is wonderful. I can also watch my huge collection of movies straight from the hard drive. It is wonderful, and I am slowly falling in love.
After almost eight months of the WD HD Media Player coming into my life, the honeymoon is over, we are in a steady relationship now. It has become an integral part of my life, and I think I love it even more.
I have caught myself many a times just staring at the small black remote and then at the small black box, which makes it all happen.
Sigh… its good to be in love with the WD HD Media Player. By the way it cost me $99 when my brother bought it, what a steal!
Jan 11, 2010
Blood, sweat, pain, rudeness, gore, filth and Sherlock Holmes.
From the dreary colours that dominate the film, to the dismal settings, Sherlock Holmes is a delight for those who like it hard, like it raw. That includes me.
When you remember Jeremy Brett from the BBC Sherlock Holmes series, then Robert Downey Jr comes across as a filthy, rude and physical version of what good Sir Arthur Conan Doyle must have visualized him to be. But hats off to Guy Ritchie, I loved Sherlock the way he was in the film. I wouldn’t have minded another mano e mano fight situation where Sherlock uses his incredible genius to smash the baddy to a pulp. Yeah…
Overall I was very happy, I just think the storyline was slightly weak, but there is great potential for a sequel which weaves physical violence with a sharp typical Arthur Conan Doyle story, and delivers with devastating effect.
When you remember Jeremy Brett from the BBC Sherlock Holmes series, then Robert Downey Jr comes across as a filthy, rude and physical version of what good Sir Arthur Conan Doyle must have visualized him to be. But hats off to Guy Ritchie, I loved Sherlock the way he was in the film. I wouldn’t have minded another mano e mano fight situation where Sherlock uses his incredible genius to smash the baddy to a pulp. Yeah…
Overall I was very happy, I just think the storyline was slightly weak, but there is great potential for a sequel which weaves physical violence with a sharp typical Arthur Conan Doyle story, and delivers with devastating effect.
The ultimate way to show off.
The other day we were just chatting at home, and looking through a magazine that had a section on expensive accessories. We got to discussing cell phones that cost thousands of dollars, and clothes that would wipe out an average man’s entire bank account.
Just then a great comment came in. Why not wear millions of dollars or rupees in transparent plastic belts around your body, displaying the money directly, no looking for the brand name or guessing the price tag, straight forward cash strapped around yourself to give a clear idea of what your show-off quotient is. A small sticker displaying the exact amount being worn would be a nice touch.
We all had a good laugh and I felt that it would be a really helpful article for those who were searching for new ideas in the showing-off realm.
Just then a great comment came in. Why not wear millions of dollars or rupees in transparent plastic belts around your body, displaying the money directly, no looking for the brand name or guessing the price tag, straight forward cash strapped around yourself to give a clear idea of what your show-off quotient is. A small sticker displaying the exact amount being worn would be a nice touch.
We all had a good laugh and I felt that it would be a really helpful article for those who were searching for new ideas in the showing-off realm.
Jan 9, 2010
What do Delhi’s traffic policemen do?
They stop traffic to extract bribes, to allow rule breakers to escape the rules and thus create more rule breakers, which in turn results in more traffic stoppage by the same traffic policemen.
Not all of them of course, but yeah… you know…
But every once in a while I see a dedicated tpman (traffic policeman) who is actually directing traffic with the sole intention of making the traffic flow smoothly and at the fastest rate possible.
Sadly most tpmen are directing their anger and displaying their power while directing traffic. They will let traffic from one side go on and on and on and on till the road chokes and the traffic can’t move, and then open up the perpendicular side so that nothing moves in any direction for a few minutes, and when the backlog finally clears than the traffic from the perpendicular direction begins to move, and the whole process is repeated until the megalomaniacal ego of the tpman has abated. In this unique and highly frustrating way they create amazing amounts of delays at traffic lights.
The most awesome displays of such kinds happen at roundabouts which move in perfect harmony as long as they aren’t there and as soon as they start operating it, they get impossibly choked and delayed.
But I don’t blame the tpman, he is only the visible tip of an iceberg that is rotten from within. I don’t even want to delve into what kind of salaries they must be getting. I am absolutely sure that it wouldn’t be enough to sustain a respectable life, else most of them would not be fishing for and accepting small bribes.
I think what we need is traffic lights that have much more power than the passive changing of lights. At the red light the side from which traffic has to stop should have a net not unlike a tennis court’s net, but of course much much stronger, that will slowly rise up from the road, and stop any car from moving ahead. A car that is over the net gets a terrible alarm going, that shames the driver and gets others laughing at him, and also gets him/her a traffic ticket from the nearest tpman (who does his duty dilligently and does not take a bribe).
Delhi’s unruly traffic needs a heavy hand, er… a heavy net to control it. Someone in the traffic control department please take note and implement it as a pilot project somewhere.
All hail the great tpmen, Delhi will come to a halt, umm… move smoothly without them.
Not all of them of course, but yeah… you know…
But every once in a while I see a dedicated tpman (traffic policeman) who is actually directing traffic with the sole intention of making the traffic flow smoothly and at the fastest rate possible.
Sadly most tpmen are directing their anger and displaying their power while directing traffic. They will let traffic from one side go on and on and on and on till the road chokes and the traffic can’t move, and then open up the perpendicular side so that nothing moves in any direction for a few minutes, and when the backlog finally clears than the traffic from the perpendicular direction begins to move, and the whole process is repeated until the megalomaniacal ego of the tpman has abated. In this unique and highly frustrating way they create amazing amounts of delays at traffic lights.
The most awesome displays of such kinds happen at roundabouts which move in perfect harmony as long as they aren’t there and as soon as they start operating it, they get impossibly choked and delayed.
But I don’t blame the tpman, he is only the visible tip of an iceberg that is rotten from within. I don’t even want to delve into what kind of salaries they must be getting. I am absolutely sure that it wouldn’t be enough to sustain a respectable life, else most of them would not be fishing for and accepting small bribes.
I think what we need is traffic lights that have much more power than the passive changing of lights. At the red light the side from which traffic has to stop should have a net not unlike a tennis court’s net, but of course much much stronger, that will slowly rise up from the road, and stop any car from moving ahead. A car that is over the net gets a terrible alarm going, that shames the driver and gets others laughing at him, and also gets him/her a traffic ticket from the nearest tpman (who does his duty dilligently and does not take a bribe).
Delhi’s unruly traffic needs a heavy hand, er… a heavy net to control it. Someone in the traffic control department please take note and implement it as a pilot project somewhere.
All hail the great tpmen, Delhi will come to a halt, umm… move smoothly without them.
Jan 8, 2010
Why I stopped being Amir Khan.
My greed for twitter followers drove me to create a twitter account called AmirKhanTweets (after the megastar Amir Khan who recently broke all records with his film ‘3 idiots!’). Super.
I followed a krao so that it looked like Amir was following his wife Kiran. Great. I followed a few celebrities so that it looked like Amir was consorting with his equals. Excellent.
I sent a few oblique messages like ‘I am hoping the Chetan Bhagat controversy gets over amicably’ and others. Wunnerful. I got a few followers after a few days. Super again.
Then I got a DM (Direct Message for twitterignoramuses) ‘I am a great fan of yours sir’. Uh oh… Then I got another DM ‘Sir it is an honour to be sending you a message’. And I immediately deleted the account.
Why? Because I do not like to manipulate, influence or con people. Period. And these people were believing that they were talking to the real Amir… ughhh that was mega cheating. So I stopped being Amir Khan. (please don’t ask me why I started with this entire thing in the first place, I don’t know)
I followed a krao so that it looked like Amir was following his wife Kiran. Great. I followed a few celebrities so that it looked like Amir was consorting with his equals. Excellent.
I sent a few oblique messages like ‘I am hoping the Chetan Bhagat controversy gets over amicably’ and others. Wunnerful. I got a few followers after a few days. Super again.
Then I got a DM (Direct Message for twitterignoramuses) ‘I am a great fan of yours sir’. Uh oh… Then I got another DM ‘Sir it is an honour to be sending you a message’. And I immediately deleted the account.
Why? Because I do not like to manipulate, influence or con people. Period. And these people were believing that they were talking to the real Amir… ughhh that was mega cheating. So I stopped being Amir Khan. (please don’t ask me why I started with this entire thing in the first place, I don’t know)
Jan 7, 2010
Can there be an honest politician today?
My perspective is coloured by where I live, so maybe where you live, things might be different. Well, answering the question simply. NO, there cannot be an honest politician.
There cannot be an honest politician because such a person will be out of politics even before he or she gets in.
With having a criminal record being a necessary qualifications for becoming a politician today, how can an honest person become a politician. If by some miracle he does get into politics and succeeds to get elected by the people in any capacity, the hordes of dishonest politicians will pounce on him and strip him of his honesty, dignity, integrity, will to live and ultimately his very life, in a very short period of time.
Actually if you are honest, manipulating people will prick your conscience, and politics is all about manipulating people, so there you are a resounding NO.
Yet, I sometimes wonder if one honest and just person manages to attract a hundred honest and just people (meaning the complete population of such people on our planet), could he survive and become the leader of a nation?
There cannot be an honest politician because such a person will be out of politics even before he or she gets in.
With having a criminal record being a necessary qualifications for becoming a politician today, how can an honest person become a politician. If by some miracle he does get into politics and succeeds to get elected by the people in any capacity, the hordes of dishonest politicians will pounce on him and strip him of his honesty, dignity, integrity, will to live and ultimately his very life, in a very short period of time.
Actually if you are honest, manipulating people will prick your conscience, and politics is all about manipulating people, so there you are a resounding NO.
Yet, I sometimes wonder if one honest and just person manages to attract a hundred honest and just people (meaning the complete population of such people on our planet), could he survive and become the leader of a nation?
I dream of Twitter
Yes I do. I dream of getting a few million followers and then making $10,000 per tweet like Kim Kardashian. Not withstanding the facts that I have only 3,000 followers and I’m not a sexy star like Kim Kardashian, just a hairy chested man. But I dream of Twitter.
Sometimes I dream that I send a tweet and hundreds of thousands rush to the sweet little url I have created with bit.ly and check out my blog, which then gets so many hits that my ranking in Alexa hits a couple of hundreds. Ooooh I can hear the money flowing in like Amazon (the river).
We should all dream of Twitter, it’s what makes the Internet so interesting… and frustrating.
Sometimes I dream that I send a tweet and hundreds of thousands rush to the sweet little url I have created with bit.ly and check out my blog, which then gets so many hits that my ranking in Alexa hits a couple of hundreds. Ooooh I can hear the money flowing in like Amazon (the river).
We should all dream of Twitter, it’s what makes the Internet so interesting… and frustrating.
The Tweet Tweeter of Hamelin!
All the rats followed the Pied Piper of Hamelin as he played his pipe, but how does one get thousands of followers in Twitter. By behaving like the Tweet Tweeter of Hamelin of course.
You have to play a tune that attracts followers in droves.
That tune that you play, is the overall nature of your tweets, whether about technology or about cars or whatever. Find your space and your tune and play (tweet) on.
Of course if you are a celebrity, the rules are different, then you just have to tweet any and everything and you will have millions following you.
Sending tweets that are useful, informative and simple is a thumb rule that will get you followers. You should also engage with your followers as much as possible, that’s what buzzes everything up.
Here’s to you, the Tweet Tweeter of Twitter!
You have to play a tune that attracts followers in droves.
That tune that you play, is the overall nature of your tweets, whether about technology or about cars or whatever. Find your space and your tune and play (tweet) on.
Of course if you are a celebrity, the rules are different, then you just have to tweet any and everything and you will have millions following you.
Sending tweets that are useful, informative and simple is a thumb rule that will get you followers. You should also engage with your followers as much as possible, that’s what buzzes everything up.
Here’s to you, the Tweet Tweeter of Twitter!
What anger does.
When you get angry, you lose your own peace of mind. That’s the worst thing possible to lose. You also waste a lot of time getting your peace of mind back. You need your peace of mind with you to do any kind of productive work or thinking.
Lose anger, don’t lose your peace of mind. But what to do when people around you do things that make you lose control. Well then do instant disaster control. Get down immediately to losing the anger and gaining peace of mind. It'll really help, if you remember that anger harms the person who is angry the most and that it makes you lose something extremely precious, your peace of mind.
Keep the peace. Lose the anger.
Lose anger, don’t lose your peace of mind. But what to do when people around you do things that make you lose control. Well then do instant disaster control. Get down immediately to losing the anger and gaining peace of mind. It'll really help, if you remember that anger harms the person who is angry the most and that it makes you lose something extremely precious, your peace of mind.
Keep the peace. Lose the anger.
Jan 6, 2010
Occam’s Razor is much simpler than it sounds
Try reading about it on Wikipedia and you end up thinking it is a major scientific theorem that is abstruse and exotic. It is not.
Simply put, Occam’s Razor says that if there are several explanations, the simplest one must be chosen until any one of the explanations are proven to be the right one.
Phew… something as simple as that and you call it Occam’s Razor, Law of Parsimony and what not…
An easy example –
Problem: Those crazy Crop Circles that appear over vast areas of crops in the US and other places.
Explanation 1: Aliens used unimaginable methods to create them.
Explanation 2: Humans used some mechanical methods to create them.
Occam’s Razor will say that aliens are an improbability, unimaginable methods is also improbable, both together are complex and far out. Humans is right here right now, some mechanical method is also possible. So until proven wrong, explanation 2 is correct.
FYI – in 1990 someone came forward and confessed that they had created the crop circles, the others were copycats of these people.
Anyways, enjoy life but don’t forget to apply Occam’s Razor to your problems.
Simply put, Occam’s Razor says that if there are several explanations, the simplest one must be chosen until any one of the explanations are proven to be the right one.
Phew… something as simple as that and you call it Occam’s Razor, Law of Parsimony and what not…
An easy example –
Problem: Those crazy Crop Circles that appear over vast areas of crops in the US and other places.
Explanation 1: Aliens used unimaginable methods to create them.
Explanation 2: Humans used some mechanical methods to create them.
Occam’s Razor will say that aliens are an improbability, unimaginable methods is also improbable, both together are complex and far out. Humans is right here right now, some mechanical method is also possible. So until proven wrong, explanation 2 is correct.
FYI – in 1990 someone came forward and confessed that they had created the crop circles, the others were copycats of these people.
Anyways, enjoy life but don’t forget to apply Occam’s Razor to your problems.
Jan 5, 2010
The incredible awesome fantabulous Guardian System as seen on Oprah
I came across something that appears to be a really beautiful con job. A system that claims that by paying just $10 through paypal, you will be able to get $40,000 in your pay pal account.
In a nutshell you get an email with five email addresses in it. Pay $5 to the pay pal account of the first and the last email addresses, and then delete the first email address and add your email address as the fifth. Make sure you at least get 20 responses (I didn’t understand how that happens).
In no time at all you will have thousands and thousands of dollars pouring in into your pay pal account. And the email will tell you that it has been proved on the Oprah show and approved by Oprah. Sound so plausible and logical doesn’t it! Damn, I wish I had thought of this and had made my thousands with just a few dollars.
In a nutshell you get an email with five email addresses in it. Pay $5 to the pay pal account of the first and the last email addresses, and then delete the first email address and add your email address as the fifth. Make sure you at least get 20 responses (I didn’t understand how that happens).
In no time at all you will have thousands and thousands of dollars pouring in into your pay pal account. And the email will tell you that it has been proved on the Oprah show and approved by Oprah. Sound so plausible and logical doesn’t it! Damn, I wish I had thought of this and had made my thousands with just a few dollars.
Jan 4, 2010
What the cold does!
It is getting very cold here, and I am finding it increasingly difficult to keep the cold out of my mind and body. The cold is gnawing at my thoughts, and when I would normally be smiling and happy, I am trying to smile and trying to stay happy. If it was a sunny day today, I would have been a few notches happier for sure. Well what is it that makes me unhappy when the cold is severe, the same reasons that make me unhappy when I see a drab boring and stupid advertisement.
The spark is missing from some things in life, and when you see them it makes you feel that there are more missing sparks than there are flying sparks. That makes some people unsettled. Incredibly as soon as I wrote the words ‘trying to smile and trying to stay happy’, the sun came out momentarily to light up my workplace, as if to say hey how will you understand the true value of happiness if you never see the other side.
Well cold is good, so that cool can be valued better and warm can be enjoyed with utter abandon. Hot is bad though, and it gets hot for a long time here… all hail the air conditioner. If you are feeling cold today, know that warmth is coming your way.
The spark is missing from some things in life, and when you see them it makes you feel that there are more missing sparks than there are flying sparks. That makes some people unsettled. Incredibly as soon as I wrote the words ‘trying to smile and trying to stay happy’, the sun came out momentarily to light up my workplace, as if to say hey how will you understand the true value of happiness if you never see the other side.
Well cold is good, so that cool can be valued better and warm can be enjoyed with utter abandon. Hot is bad though, and it gets hot for a long time here… all hail the air conditioner. If you are feeling cold today, know that warmth is coming your way.
Jan 3, 2010
It’s an immaterial world.
The constant race for more is getting on my nerves. It is assaulting my senses and deafening my ears, and I am helpless under its intense glare.
A gaudier car, a bigger house, a newer gadget, well... a newer gadget can be forgiven because it can be the result of a genuine passion for gadgets. However the more regular show of the human race, in their race to outpace their fellow beings, is sad to behold.
And guess what I am in the eye of this material storm. This storm that is engulfing the whole world, that is threatening to destroy the earth as we know it. I feel bound by strong chains that tie me to this mindless race, and I strain to break free, only to find newer chains coiling themselves around me.
Yet in the middle of this terrible storm, I am calm, for I know that the world is immaterial. It is a vision that is real, but a vision none the less.
So, take it easy, slow down, smell the flowers, watch the birds and enjoy being a voyager on this trip across the sun, on a still beautiful planet.
It is an immaterial world we live in, and we must make the most of it.
A gaudier car, a bigger house, a newer gadget, well... a newer gadget can be forgiven because it can be the result of a genuine passion for gadgets. However the more regular show of the human race, in their race to outpace their fellow beings, is sad to behold.
And guess what I am in the eye of this material storm. This storm that is engulfing the whole world, that is threatening to destroy the earth as we know it. I feel bound by strong chains that tie me to this mindless race, and I strain to break free, only to find newer chains coiling themselves around me.
Yet in the middle of this terrible storm, I am calm, for I know that the world is immaterial. It is a vision that is real, but a vision none the less.
So, take it easy, slow down, smell the flowers, watch the birds and enjoy being a voyager on this trip across the sun, on a still beautiful planet.
It is an immaterial world we live in, and we must make the most of it.
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