"'Truth is strange," you know, "stranger than fiction' - besides being more to the point" - Edgar Allan Poe

June 30, 2006


I'm probably going to regret this, but what the hey...

[and in advance, apologies to whoever got scandalized]


Episode 11

I guess that's settled then.

June 28, 2006

Episode 10

Pinni, happy?

June 27, 2006

life is now

Delays delays delays.

Busy busy busy.

This photo from Goa 2k4. Feet in clockwise starting with the whites - Vijeth, myself and Pais.

June 22, 2006

Black and white.

I'd like to think that this one is my best so far, as also my favourite.

And before you ask, no, I'm not giving details.

Click for full size.

For the past few days...

Um, am crossposting some of my deviantART material here. Just.

more here.

June 21, 2006

Vijeth helterskelter goes

Bitches! Yet another bestest friend, co-conspirator and fellow SouthPark fiend has delved into the blogosphere! Give it up for We-Jay-eth! Expect his name to go into the sidebar (after the template rehaul this weekend)

June 20, 2006

Missed connection

To the hot-sounding NRI chippy named Pooja who called the polar bear this evening asking for "Sunnneeeell", tell me, are you really hot? Say single too? I suppose you have a craving for skinny konkani boys as well? If so kindly call the bear again, ask for my number and get back to me.

You want my number right here? What are you, a freak?

A Scanner Darkly... w00t!

I am waiting for A Scanner Darkly to release on July 6. (Wikipedia link, since that's the flavour of the season) As a matter of fact, that is the only movie since the matrix:revolutions that I've ever wanted so badly to see; that I've actually looked forward to a movie being released.

Why A Scanner Darkly?

  • Philip K Dick, one of my all time favourite writers wrote the book it's based on. You know how all prolific writers have atleast one treatise on drugs? (Huxley had the doors, HST had fear and loathing, Hubert Selby had requiem, etc, etc) Well, this one is his!
  • Richard Linklater, who's already professed his love for PKD is directing.
  • Keanu Reeves is redoing a Johnny mnemonic (which I loved), and the rest of the cast is crazy too.
  • Linklater is rotoscoping the whole movie, JUST LIKE WAKING LIFE!!! (If some of you don't know how much I loved that movie and the art style, well, then you just don't know anything about me at all. Just consider samples of the artwork I keep putting up for a reference)
[Glee, Happy happy joy joy]

-Wired article about ASD
. - A fascinating account of all the troubles that plagued the production. After all that, man, it better be good!
- The IMDB link.
- A screenplay Charlie Kaufman (Being John Malkovich, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind) had written for ASD in '97 (pdf).

June 19, 2006

Denny's don't like Whistles

...nor proper ventilation.

June 17, 2006

"Me and Louie's sister"

Best digital art tutorial ever. Amazing results, all the way from scratch. If nothing, make sure you go to page 5 and see the final result. (via kottke)

3 random thoughts

Did you know it's good manners to place a fresh bottle of water in the fridge whenever you take out a cold one to take to your room for the night? Thought you should know...

I've also realized that one of the main things I want in my life is to be taken a little more seriously. So I'm going to talk less.

Women moan during sex, yes? In fact, some of those moans sound like she's in pain. My question is, why do we get turned on by the the sound of pain? (And don't deny it; it's happened to you too, even if you've only seen it in a porn flick) Are men inherently sadistic? Or is this yet another man-woman control issue?


Venu, I finally got myself a devianART id. Uploaded my first pic today. I think it happened to me when I realized this pic I've uploaded didn't really have anything to do with the blog.


Or just go straight to my first submission.

June 16, 2006

As easy as apple 22/7

... or else I'm gonna kick ya in the nnnnuts!


June 15, 2006

StillLife 2

The guitar bite.

This waking life effect is quite addictive.

Still bored. Still busy.

Still Life.

[click and zoom to see the super cool chunky detail. Made for prints.]

June 14, 2006

Episode 9

Wikipedia links - Xenu, Scientology, L. Ron Hubbard.

Also - The First Church Of Xenu (super awesome spoof, please listen to the Xenu song), Scientology Exposed.

You can google the rest. I miss Chef.

PS- Jesus, the Hindu pantheon, a meteorite in a box, etc, etc. Not that different, eh?

June 13, 2006

StillLife 1

I'm bored. I'm busy. I want to drink, read, write comic books, scripts and novels, play Uno, sleep till 12, stay awake till 3, meet Malini Sharma, trip on CaliforniaSunshine at Paradiso Anjuna, jam in a garage with DIY soundproofed walls, watch Death Cab For Cutie live in Boston with V, cut tomatoes and mushrooms for an omlettes with toast, tattoo my back with Ogami Ittō, drink some more and get down to a life I've only dreamed off.

If nothing else, can I atleast drink?

And yet it's still life.

June 12, 2006

SelfPortrait 2

Look at me, I'm getting Lapham-ish pics.

What I'm doing is taking some old photos, and reworking them based on some digital inking tutorials I found on the net. I'm not exceptionally bothered about colours right now, neither about any sense of creative expression; it does bother me, however, that this isn't really 'art'work, what with pencil not touching paper. But my co-conspirators will probably agree - it doesn't matter as long as it serves the purpose, eh? Secondly, I'm QUITE certain that I could jazz it up with about a hundred effects from photoshop, I'm choosing not to do so; this is more of a practice run until I find a proper artist (Mukka, biyatch).

Thirdly, surely it looks better than stickmen angels and demons :)
Next up - Still life (must beat the narcissistic streak - no more self important pics)

Oh, and am typing out new posts. I don't want this to become a comic strip blog, or art tutorial blog, or anything themed for that matter.

Good weekend, junta?

June 11, 2006

Self portrait 1

They say that the eyes are the toughest part of the human face to draw. And rightly so; they express way too much much emotion to be captured in a static image.

So yeah, I'm learning to draw, slowly but surely. Probably not very conventional methods, but it seems to be getting results.

June 10, 2006

Episode 8

I really REALLY wish I could draw.

Welcome to the football weekend!

June 09, 2006

Episode 7

Lunch was good. Aftermath, not so much. Maybe dhaba leftovers should be classified as biowarfare.

June 08, 2006

Episode 6

I HATE SMS lingo.

Episode 5

Rant rant rant.

EDIT: Fixed spellings.

Episode 4

If only the yanks had elected a Richard, this would have been funnier.

That's all for today. More tomorrow, or later, or whenever. Hope you guys liked it so far.

Episode 3

2 strips in one day! Woah!

Episode 2

So I draw like shit, eh?

June 07, 2006

This And That

A trial strip. Any good? One more coming tomorrow.

In a parallel universe somewhere...

[Groaner alert]

Adolf walked into the neighbourhood supermarket. A terrible quarrel with his current girlfriend had left him itching for a fight, which was a damn shame since everybody at the market were just chilling (What do you expect, they were yuppie shoppers)

Standing at the beverages section, his eyes drifted to the Tropicana section. Sweet Orange.

"Man, I really hate the JUICE!!!" he yelled, and everybody at the Polaski store were stunned into silence.

The year was 1938.

June 06, 2006

Kamal Singh finds a gem

kamal singh
to ***.

Check out this website - he`s awesome -
King Of Points to be noted.
i suggest you start from Outdoors - click on Next to go further (just want to make sure you dont miss even one of them)

Bonus: -
***- is this what you were refering to (As a discussion about the theme pic for gunsong) (Here's a link with audio)

Johnny, Be Good!

I think my favourite thing about my own stories are that they're mainly pointless, funny mostly to myself, and involve alcohol at some point or the other. So anyway...

A litle over a year ago, we're having a blast during our LocoParty farewell, and the juniors figure that since there's hajar booze available, and since the seniors (that's us) are paying for it, they might as well chug away, yes?


Now Kajekar and myself are sitting in a corner of the hall staring at the MRPL lights, smalltalk, a pint, and the music we'd arranged when one of the juniors comes and collapses next to us. Pukes. Loses his shirt. Douses himself in beer. Talks about long lost loves. Tries to jump off the side. Fails then plonks down in the chair and starts er, soiling himself.

What do we do? Take pictures, of course :)

Man, I loved my college, if only for the constant occurence of such nonsense.

June 05, 2006

Happiness is...


A little while ago, I recieved a really nice complimentary email from someone named Akhila who thanked me for brightening up her wednesday. Thanks to the byker's recommendations, she'd landed up on this blog and was obviously finding the maid-molestation adventure quite tittery to read. Well Akhila, thanks for the compliment, but there's a story here to be told.

When I was a kid, dad used to keeep buying me all sorts of novelty brain puzzle type toys, if anything to make sure that I kept out of his way for a few days engrossed in either trying to crack a silly IQ test, or to finish a jigsaw puzzle, stuff like that. One of those was this transparent 3-d plastic maze that started off with a ball bearing in the middle of this 5 inch cube that had pathways, turns, whatever until the ball came out through this tiny hole at the side. Very nice, and for an adoloscent lke me, it meant for atleast a few hours of timepass (and this blogpost in the future, but I didn't know that yet, of course). So one night I'm lying back in bed, staring at this cube turning it this way and that, trying to get the damn thing out. There's a Def Leppard album playing in the background (the Euphoria tape, if you should know) and the clinking of steel against plastic is getting irritating since it's taking too long. I'm staring at the cube, losing concentration, when quite suddenly, the ball reaches the hole, pops out... and goes straight into my throat. I swallow.

Panic. I figured that's it, I'm gonna die, and will never get to find out what a clitoris is (seemed like a sufficiently challenging ambition in life at the time, and I didn't really want to go up to heaven before I had a chance to get to hell :) )

Not to worry, my dad said. It won't hurt you, and it'll probably come out in the john in a couple of days anyway.

The moral of the story? Well, it's simply this - The moment somebody says you have "potential" and there's surely some really interesting output that's going to come out of your efforts soon enough, you're going to spend the next five days staring at all the shit that comes out of you searching for it.

June 04, 2006

Feel free to abuse Pi

I'm back.

For real this time.