The New Barbarian

Commander Harken: Battle of Serenity Valley took place there, if I recall.

Capt. Malcolm Reynolds: I believe you might be right.

Harken: Independents suffered a pretty crushing defeat there. Some say that after Serenity the browncoats were through, the war ended in that valley.

Reynolds: Hmm.

Harken: Seems odd you'd name your ship after a battle you were on the wrong side of.

Reynolds: May have been the losing side. Still not convinced it was the wrong one.

Seas would rise when I gave the word

"After a race in which Michael Schumacher was almost decapitated and Sebastian Vettel became Germany’s second Formula One world champion you could almost picture the headlines: ‘The king is dead. Long live the king’."

That is what The Telegraph UK had to say.

Just you wait haters, just you wait.

I'm waiting as well.

A New King's Born Today

OK, he was coronated yesterday. My bad.

What a season. WHAT. A. FUCKING. SEASON. It would be fair to say that in a season where four people were potentially in with a shot at the title in the last race, any one of them would've been a worthy champion. NOT ALONSO I SAY. But that's just me. I don't like his face, or indeed, anything else that has endeared him to some turncoats who rooted for him after having been dedicated(this stands to reason now) Schumacher loyalists at one point.

Speaking of Schumacher loyalists. I still am one ('HAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH', I can hear you erupt... dude... don't choke now, drink some water). Yes. It has been a HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA season. It's been humiliating. It's been infuriating. It's been sad. I get that. I totally get that. But isn't that the whole point of being faithful to something?(Ooooh, heavy shit). I am not going to drop the 'doubt is a part of all religions' bomb (oh wait, I just did) but yes, that might be what I'm getting at. Here's to irrationally and stupidly hoping(and of course, praying) Schumi-Brawn get it right next year. And shut those fuckers up.

Sebastian Vettel, you are THE MACHA. Despite all that negative stupid press claptrap shadowing him ('His racecraft needs honing', 'He can only win from pole', 'He wins because he is RBR's darling', etc) throughout. Even Martin Whitmarsh dismissed him as a 'crash kid'. Thank you for giving me something to cheer about, something to take back from this monumentally crappy second half of the year. Much love to Luscious Liz and Randy Mandy. Multiple World Champion, FOSHO.

Red Bull for the way they went about it. Though their 'giving both drivers an equal shot' approach was criticized, they were vindicated at Yas Marina. It's scary imagining what would have happened if they had switched Vettel and Webber back in Brazil. I'll tell you what would have happened. Tamil in Persian script would have happened. The reason Ferrari ended up playing gillli-danda with their strategy is because they kept thinking of their man's position in relation to Webber(who had a bad weekend overall). They got jacked, big time. They should have paid more attention to finishing fourth, instead of trying to second-guess Webber and his pit-calls.

Special mention to Lewis Hamilton, Jenson Button and Mark Webber for having played their part. Even people like Kubica and Rosberg who quietly went about showing the world that they are potential champions-in-waiting who were handicapped by a stale vada of a car. Kobayashi for being the living, crashing and rampaging Gult movie on track at all times. Branson and Fernandes for acting like retards (with their bet) and Branson for being a (likeable) retard by honouring it. Vitaly Petrov! What badassery! It's deliciously ironic how Renault ended up thwarting the championship hopes of their ex-soanpaapdi. AAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Alonso. Campion-del-Mundo failure GAHAHAHAHAHHA.

And isn't it poetic that Schumacher(albeit indirectly and extremely stupidly and embarrassingly) had a role to play in denying Alonso and the Scuderia the Championship? If he hadn't spun there and if Liuzzi's car hadn't ended up intercoursing the MGP W01, there would have been no safety car period. If that hadn't happened, Petrov and Rosberg wouldn't have pitted so early in the race. Petrov wouldn't have been in front of Alonso for over 30 laps as a result. Kubica wouldn't have been able to pit and retain track position ahead of Alonso. Alonso would have managed fourth.

Vettel would not have been world champion.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA Alonso and HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH Ferrari.

And Old Man, don't turn in your dentures just yet. We've got work to do.

Oh Carol

Don't let him steal your heart away

And what else had I not expected?

Look at what I stumbled upon today.




It's wayyy too dhinchak for me to say I like it more than the original, but...

WHAT A CORNELL.

Moment of Silence

For Shoya Tomizawa, much loved in the MotoGP paddock.

And 13-year-old Peter Lenz who lost his life at the Indianapolis support race last week.

Misano, 5th September, 2010.

RIP, Shoya.

'Anything that happens before or after... is just waiting.'

what's that in your eye?

come away, take a second
shoot yourself some time
dissolve some hair
in a flashy red beaker
drop out of it
and fall in right here
stick a foot out
and poke the
electric blue mashiakh
spin a jackrabbit
on your bleeding kneecap
way, farther down
feel a raised little nub
and lop off several
fragrant and squishy heads
grow some under
that fake medullar module
of that raised
and intensely luminiscent pinhead
there they were
languidly, smirkingly
casting some more
certainties mixed up
with a few what-ifs
and the rest
just bled slowly
slowly, ever so
ever more slowly
out on the sickly sweet
run on it and
keep on till
they tell you
to go further on

In My Fist

I can see it but

my fingers keep

telling me

forty-six and a quarter

flamingly mindbending

lies and blurtruths

which are one and the same

Of course

What's wrong with me

Stretched my legs

on the responsive bed

And let

my big fat head

Fall back en route

to the welcoming pillow

But why is it taking

a thousand phone calls

to a capsicum-eating toad?

When will my sodding head

get to the crashing pillow?

Where am I at?

Are we there yet?

Oh, come on, come on

VanillacordialDiageocorpBoiledEggWithrunnyyolkSambharricereadymadeLetitbleedLetitfesterLetitgetinfected

Meatballsy

OK, this one's from 'No Stone Unturned'. Appropriately named and all, but if you dismiss this as a mere 'Green Onions' ripoff, I'll appear in your nightmares and scream in bad Tamil while impersonating an overexcited cow. 'Green Onions' is great, so is 'Stoned'. Actually, I find the first 50 seconds of the song slightly annoying.



Then a certain Keith Richards' guitar kicks in. All is well with the world again.

LONG LIVE NANKER PHELGE!!!

Heavy Cloud / Where am I at?

And now that we're grounded
Stick your tongue out and taste
The calamity hanging in the air
Enough of running and evading
Evilly, scarily shrouded
Ghostly and misty angelheads


Stop and breathe for a second
Something wearily beckons
And down comes the red rain
We've got to salvage something
Something precious, something treasured
Something from these remains


Now we stand defenceless
We'll be knocked out senseless
Now that the bubbling volcanoes
They have us arraigned
Don't bother thinking
Forget about reasoning
Take my trembling hand


And let's go down
In a great wall of flames