November 2004 Archives
If you like food, and you like travel, then this site is a godsend. Based on their documentary evidence, next time I'm in South Asia I really, really want to travel on Air Sahara which, despite its name, is an Indian domestic carrier.
Who on earth would expect chaat, paratha, paani puri, rasmalai, saag ghosht, paneer or gulab jamun as part of their in flight meal? I guess it makes sense; fly a less wealthy airline and oops, suddenly you're lucky enough to have your catering done by stall-food chefs. Yum!
"Nah, it never snows down here before Christmas, not since 1991, so it's hardly likely to happen now"
A new Cambridge student from Ohio gets his proper winter
at the expense of my credibility.
A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.
What America needs is a good hit of oestrogen.
Today is the day; the United States is going to the polls, and the big question is whether the country will once again make a mockery of the democratic election process.
I have my thoughts about what is going to happen, but until all is seen and done, there's no point in dwelling on something that is entirely out of my hands.
I've voted. That is all that I could do; if the country re-elects an incompetent, I will be enormously disappointed, but knowing that I voted for the other man - the democrat, whether he is an ideal candidate in my eyes or not - is enough; I now have a right to complain each and every time Bush fucks up in the future, though really, I'd rather not have to complain at all.
Go, Red Sox!
Passiflora quadrangularis
Cambridge University Botanical Garden Hot House
(where the hot people are...)
