Random Thoughts

When you were screwed over with Apartheid, the rest of us in the world did something about it. Not that we did it quickly or ' liberated ' you a-la-Iraq style. But we did something. Maybe diamonds slipped the embargos. Maybe it took 20 years longer than needed. But know this; we were there. We stood shoulder to shoulder in solidarity. My passport had a stamp in it saying I could not enter South Africa. Stamped by my own government. Because we were serious about boycotting Apartheid-ridden South Africa. We did not play cricket with South Africa. Why? Because we wanted to make sure they were isolated. Guess what? After many, many years of your pain and suffering and even more of your sweat, blood and tears you gained your freedom. I remember that Sunday when some dude named Nelson Mandela was released from prison. I remember because they interrupted all TV programming on our ONE TV channel town to let us know he was released. I recalled asking my mum who he was that his freedom m

I had my first set of visitors ever to my place in DC. My grandmother and my mother are visiting. I told them I would take them to NYC. And so I did. On a bus. But not the Chinatown buses. Don't get me wrong, I took one of those once and it wasn't bad. But it was not exactly what I expected. I had to wake up real early and sit on a bus with a dude who couldn't speak English... or whatever he was mumbling wasn't clear to me. I took boltbus this time. They have a $1 promotion from DC to NYC sometimes. At any rate, my tickets were not $1. They were the $15 and $20 variety. We were picked up at the Metro Centre metro station by the bus. The driver was pretty cool and we got loaded up quickly. The bus was clean, bright and spacious. I got a seat in the middle and settled in. The first big thing I noticed was the power outlet in the seat. I took out my laptop and plugged it in. Then I plugged in my iPod charger. Then I checked for wifi and viola there it was. I got connected

I had a good conversation with my manager today. It started with him coming by and telling me that I didn't do something that I had already done. You see, he's super duper ultra hardcore crazy interested in communication. As a result, he makes us write blogs and comment on them and then copy those comments and email them and if there is a bug ticket for it, then paste it into there as well. All in 30 seconds, because you know, that all it takes to do all that load of shite. Terms like arse-biscuits come to mind when I think of the crap he makes us do. So anyway, senior director nutjob came by and said that I didn't do something that I oh most certainly did. I'd like to think that I have a fairly patient and understanding demeanour about me and I don't usually get that mad. But, this time, he had gone one step too far. Its one thing to ask me, hey did you do x, and if I didn't, say, well, why was it not done and a WHOLE other pile of shite to come by and tell m

I posted a while back about how I have been to 2 weddings in like 10 or so years... well, I got invited to one in DC recently (though I wasn't around to go) and maybe another one next year! I must be growing old... friends are tying the knot. I IM'ed my friend and mentor and hero Chris who was stuck in Hong Kong heading home (he taught me a lot and is an inspiration) and his girlfriend apparently said yes. I wished him the best back then when he told me all that was going to happen. Anyway, I am invited to not one but two (well assuming he's serious) weddings next June! One Indian, One Canadian/Dutch/something else exotic. I can't wait to see him again. Hopefully, I'll run into him when I go back home in late June this year. Below is a picture of Chris and his fiancé which I took when I went home last March! It has been a while since I've been home. In other news, I am quite unhappy with my job and working at almost 4am... doing shit for people who don't