Shoefiend Productions presents "Well, it sure felt like a bowling ball"

Born to the Shoefiend and Sherpa on 28th May 2008 at 6am a baby boy weighing 3.4kg, known henceforth to the readers of this blog as The Boot.

my favourite quote of the week

"Ovaries - I thought one had 700, like caviar"

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I'm in London. It's 2046 but I'm still 27(aren't dreams great?) I'm heading out to a friend's place for dinner and want to stop off somewhere and buy a bottle of wine. So I stop at a reasonably nice looking place and step in. Except when I step inside I'm in Moore Market. I figure, what the hell, there could be a wine shop in here somewhere. So I'm walking a long and sure enough there is a wine shop. So I open the door and find myself in what eerily looks like a large version of the cages they keep the chickens in at Lucky Chickens. Except the cage/wine shop is filled with students and they're all listening to Karunanidhi teach them calculus. Karunanidhi is wearing a red and white polka dot lungi, cut baniyan, trade mark glasses and rakish neckerchief.

may maadham

slivers of darboos (watermelon), chunks of kirni (I don't know what it's called in English)liberally showered with sugar and left to chill in the fridge, mangoes - to be bitten in to skin and all every night juice trickling down chins and throats staining dresses and pillows, mangoes to be beaten in to milkshakes, mangoes to be made in to avakkai, mavudu and thokku, guavas, long, skinny, curly cucumbers, yelaneer, neer mor white like sea foam lapping against small floating islands of coriander, ginger and tiny black mustard seeds, panagham sweet dark and mysterious, water infused with vetiver roots left in an earthen pot, eau de cologne (yooodecalaan), sunday afternoon naps that often start mid morning, air heavy with heat, humidity and the hope that summer will not last forever.

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this weekend...

I saw a promo for Pangea Day on Star World today and was intrigued enough to google it.

Pangea Day is on May 10, and is a four hour long event where 24 short films will be broadcast globally at main locations of Cairo, Kigali, London, Los Angeles, Mumbai, and Rio de Janeiro, in addition to being screened on TV and available online!

Head to the website for more info!

Mr. Burns

That’s not his real name. She feels awful, christening him after a skinny, yellow hued, millionaire misanthrope from a cartoon. But it is the first thing that pops in to her head when she sees him near the broken bench taking small, measured steps. His skin a patchwork of brown, beige, pink and white each piece irregular and seamlessly merging with the next forming a quilt that is neither comforting nor welcoming. Even the baseball cap, shirt, trousers and sandals he wears look like they have melted. He scouts the area before settling down on a low wall, his body fitting snuggly in to its graceful, curved surface. He opens a greasy newspaper parcel and proceeds to eat some sort of mixed rice. Finished, he wipes his hands carelessly on his shirt, opens out the paper and proceeds to read it. He looks cool and relaxed unlike the other park loafers whose bare brown bodies look like parched river beds, irrigated only by small rivulets of sweat that dry up as soon as they appear. Perhaps Mr. Burns is used to the heat.