Sorry to Disappoint

Dear Internet Researcher,

Although I greatly appreciate your visit to my site, I regret to inform you that I am neither a “Sexy Indian Girl” nor a “cookie monster cake, blue”. There is brief mention of the voracious shaggy muppet on this site. As to why Google in its infinite wisdom saw fit to direct you here based on your apparent profound interest in South Asian women, that analysis is above my pay grade.

Best of luck in all your endeavors.

Sincerely,
primer

Blogroll Addition

I hadn't gotten around to mentioning it, but Mr. Braine's got a blog. It's crisp, intelligent and witty. Have a look. It's well worth the time.

You're A Little Pooty Aren't You

I came across this photo via a recent commenter. Looks like there are some interesting photos up at the photo contest site, but not interesting enough for me to complete yet another online registration. My user name and password file hasn't graduated to the database level yet. Though it is a fairly extensive spreadsheet file.

I really have nothing. Should stop now.

Sign She May Be Too Young ...

Back dating again. It's been a while, but that seems to be a recurring theme these days. Like going back to a childhood playground, the terrain seems smaller. The amusements are updated, but require less imagination. It was several lifetimes ago that these challenges and triumphs seemed relevant.

Ah, get over it. I've made the choices, and I'll have to work with the consequences.

We had been working together on a project over the summer. Nearing the deadline our platonic relationship changed; we kissed. Two weeks later I found her MySpace profile. To my surprise, under her details section her status read, "In a relationship".

Oh, she's already involved with someone else. No, stupid. That someone else is me. So fast forward a couple of months of coupledom and now the holidays are here. A time for family and friends to get together and celebrate all of life's tremendous gifts. Has it been over a decade since I've had to both meet the family and introduce mine?

My cell is wonky at the moment, so I decide to make arrangements online. I try to reconstruct the awkward path of a non-subscriber back to her MySpace page, but then hatch a plan. I'll start my own profile. Then I can add her to my friends list. I'll be able to leave one of those animated gif comments that seem to be very popular but never fail to crash the dinosaur that is my home desktop. When did I become the adult that couldn't program a VCR? OK, go.

I'm back on her page and, what is this? If you sit with one eye half shut and head tilted ~20 degrees off vertical axis, you'll notice that my girlfriend's status is now "Single". So MySpace and all her readers knew before I did that, one, I was in a relationship, and two, I got dumped.

Well, not really, maybe. 'Cause you know new forms of communication inherently come with new forms of miscommunication. I'll update when I've sorted this out.

Outstanding

The run was good. This was absoulutely perfect.

Crying While Eating

this is a primer set

a primer set

I would have posted an image with higher resolution, but I needed to keep the file size small for use as a thumbnail.

Primer Set Maintenance

Excuse the appearance of my frontpage. Index construction and maintenance in progress ...

New Primer Set Feature

Grand Rounds is a weekly collection of medical commentary from the blogosphere. Conceived by blogborygmi in the late summer of 2004, Grand Rounds is in its 23rd edition. Quality writing on medical blogs is prolific. Exposure, however, is not. Grand Rounds hopes to remedy this situation.

Although I have neither contributed to nor commented on Grand Rounds, I am an enthusiastic lurker. For convenience, I have added an archive drop-down menu (Grand Rounds, Editions) to my sidebar. Enjoy.

If you would like to contribute, check the link below.

Grand Rounds - Submission Guidelines