crabby

dined alone at mccormick and schicks tonight. ive been doing that a lot lately. dining alone that is, not going to m&s. i finally realised that i dont know anybody who shares my passion for eating out, so rather than battle with microwaved daal, i should just go out on my own.

id been to this restaurant a couple of times before. its a seafood place, and i adore seafood. i guess you cant keep a bong away from maach for too long, :). its a bit expensive but not outrageous.

while i was digging into my platter of shrimp, scallop and oyster, i remembered a time many years ago when a friend told me that to cook crabs you have to chop their legs off and then boil them alive. my gentle heart revolted and i declared that i would never eat seafood again. after a while that extended to all kinds of meat. i even remember joining some girls from school in PFA rally, and even attending a couple of maneka gandhis talks. my grandmother was apalled. 'maach khabe na mane?'. but i didnt budge. then that phase passed too, like all phases in my life. one by one, all gods animals reappeared on my plate.

today as i used my spoon to scoop out meat from an oyster shell, i thought that the oyster must have died painfully, but i didnt flinch. after so many years, the idea of a painful death isnt as terrifying as it must be to a 15-year old schoolgirl.

instead i thought of my friend. he read a lot and was always telling me wondrous stories. none of us could ever prove him wrong and he knew it. so he would gleefully add his own embellishments to everything he said. i remember when i was 10 he told me that babies were made when a boy does 'su-su' inside a girl. i was disgusted and called him a liar. he wasn't too far from the truth though. i havent seen him in 9 years now. i hope he put his immense stock of knowledge to good use somewhere. i also hope his ideas on how babies are made were corrected by some kind soul.

i just googled and discovered that crabs ARE cooked by being boiled alive. what a smart little boy!

movie review 2

ok, im doing this in reverse. i actually went and saw fever pitch the day before sin city, but im posting it after. thats probly cos the second movie inspired such strong feelings in me that i just HAD to talk about it first. but now im going to talk about fever pitch which i actually liked, only its a week old so bear with me.

this one i went with julia, mark, rohini and suresh. so two couples and me. i think they feel sorry for me which is why they take me everywhere. anyway, so this movie is about this guy who is a huge sox fan, and his girlfriend who isnt such a big fan. you might think it was appropriate and all what with us living in boston and going with two guys who were huge sports fans, but youd be wrong. mark thinks baseball sucks totally. hes completely into soccer and in fact its julia who is the sox fan, but not as crazy as some of the people in the movie. and as for suresh he only knows cricket and so he insisted on making loud jokes about americans during the movie. i think he can be quite a pain sometimes, but if you ignore him long enough he shuts up. but more on that later.

so the movie went off pretty well. i liked the idea and i can relate to it. not taking any names, but some guys get so completely obsessed with some sport that everything else takes a backseat in their lives. and jimmy fallons tantrum when he misses a match because his girlfriend takes him to her friends bday party totally hit the target. the only thing i didnt like was that they tried to make his character to be a likable guy, but i though he was always trying waaaay too hard to be funny so ended up like an irritating clown. and the whole deal in the movie is how this nice guy becomes liek a total tool when it comes to baseball, so it fell flat cos i thought he was painful anyway. but then diff strokes for diff folks, so if his girlfriend liked him then i guess the point was made.

theres not much else to say about that except a question to all the sox fans. after all the tamasha of last year you've finally won the damn world series, so now what are you going to whine about. being popular losers is fun and all but can you handle being winners. i am quite proud of myself for coming up with that :)

movie review 1

i watched sin city. actually i was dragged to watch it, kicking and screaming. the perp was my favorite geek, rohan, who is on his way to becoming ex-favourite if he carries on this way. and i will admit that i didn't resist too much because the trailors were really really cool, and i was just a leeetle bit intrigued, even though i realised just by looking at them that it was going to be one more of those pointless big-budget extravanganzas, or is it extravaganzae, that just spends money for the sake of it, but im getting ahead of myself.

anyway so rohan is this HUGE geek. he looks like one, talks like one, is always loaded with all kinds of gadgets that i have no idea about, has a tan from ultraviolet radiation from his monitor, and reads comic books. and not the superman, batman, kiddie stuff. he claims those are for children and wannabes, though i do see him checking them out in the bookstore. personally i think he fantasises about chicks with huge boobs in skintight costumes fighting crime. i think i will stop here just in case he ever reads my blog.

so rohan says that sin city is like this all-time classic graphic novel, and dont you dare call it a comic in front of him, and now theyve made it into a movie. finally sourav told me that his gang of brainy friends, who are NOT geeks, went and saw it and liked it, so i thought how bad could it be and went.

BIG BIG mistake! the hall was full of pimply teenage kids, and grown men who behaved like kids, and im quite sure none of them have ever got laid. i NEVER see any WOMEN at these comic book movie thingys, and so was being stared at like some alien creature. im quite sure some of those creeps were picturing me in spandex, YUCK!

then the movie began. it started with josh hartnett killing some hot babe in a red dress. then josh vanished from the screen and the buros appeared. one by one i saw really old men with scantily clad teenage girls swooning all over them. what was this, a fantast for sixty-year old paedophiles? i don't think a single woman in the movie was above twenty. and they were all either whores or exotic dancers or something suitably slutty. the only character with a real job was this parole officer who walked aroudn topless throughout. NO WONDER no chicks were watching. my feminist blood was boiling anyway, and i was all set to strangle rohan and then clive owen came on. now HE is HOT. ok, so hes a bit old, but compared to bruce willis, hes a teenager. so i was happy again, but only briefly. because clive slaps this whore right across her face, and they had been building her up as some kid of badass, so i though now hes gonna get it. but NO. instead she grabs him and nearly sucks his tonsils out like some animal. smack my bitch up? hell yeah.

and how could i forget the gore. a guy gets eaten ALIVE by a wolf. GROSS! and there are at least 5 castrations, one by HAND. i think this is a movie that only a GUY can enjoy, and i didnt mean that as a compliment. the whole fantasy involving underage chicks, and the violence would appeal only to those morons, and im quite sure the onsession with castration is some penis envy thing.

i left quite shaken. i resolved never to read a comic book again. and screw "graphic novel", thats a load of bullcrap. and i will avoid comic book stores because god only knows what kind of psycho freaks hang out there. and this is supposed to be the "classic" comic. i can only imagine what the others must be like. SHUDDER.

what was worst about all this was the look on rohans face. it was some kind of gleeful childish pleasure. it rattled me quite a bit. i think i am never going out for a movie with him, unless it stars jude law.

stuff i did

now that i have all the time in the world to myself, i though i should start blogging more seriously. of course i have had time for ages now but im lazy so what to do? after the semisuicidal previous post, i will now post reviews of two movies i saw in the last two days.

Sleep

i need it. had very bad last 3 months. never been so tired. aaaaaaaahhhh.

should rest more i know. oh death where is thy sting.

NO very bad. getting maniacally depressed. stop it now silly girl.

now im talking to myself. ive really lost it.

whatever.