Monday, May 17, 2010
'Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss it you will land among the stars.'

Inspirational et el but two things about this quote bug me no end:

1. Technically speaking, the stars are 'higher' than the moon. Now, admittedly, I don't know the century in which this quote came up, but surely somebody could correct the error? I mean, I get the sentiment and message and stuff but still...

2. Let's assume that we're aiming for the stars and we get the moon. I can't help being pessimistic- after all that aiming and work, wouldn't that be a bit disappointing?
posted by Clezevra @ 10:40 AM   4 comments
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I admit it- I judge people.
By their taste in books.
In my books, liking certain authors and being apathetic to others spells out clearly that we're never going to really have a long, satisfying conversation.
In a similar vein, for some reason it annoys me to death when people I don't like admire my favourite books.

PS: I'm going to the US, and, just because I'm perverse, all my words will be spelled with an 'ou' and not 'o'.
PPS: People comment on the wrong posts. Random sputtered sayings invite lots of opinions, but ones which I like (like the last one) inspire none. :'(
posted by Clezevra @ 7:41 AM   1 comments
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I keep running into her.
In thoughts, aspirations, choices- even concrete locations.
At a certain level, I can't stand her. At higher levels, I prompt myself to be indifferent. Perhaps I manage.
An alter ego? A trick of the universe? Just plain ironic?
Next time- and yes, there is bound to be a next time- I shall have a witty retort ready. Perhaps I'll even perfect that cool glance that conveys contempt with a hint of acid.
And perhaps, maybe, just possibly- I'll figure out exactly why she gives me the same look.

PS: This was meant to be referring to a real person, but then I got carried away. Any guesses for those who know me in real life?
posted by Clezevra @ 2:45 AM   6 comments
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
There are no absolutes.

Also, I love xkcd.
posted by Clezevra @ 10:27 AM   6 comments
Saturday, April 24, 2010
I just wrote a LONG reply to a comment regarding my joining Facebook, which I'm going to reproduce here:

Comment (edited for grammar :P): I can't believe you too stooped to that level of commercialising human relationship. Do you know Orkut and FB own every scrap, every pic you post on these sites , even if you delete them?

Commercialising human relationship? I didn't get you. FBing isn't something I'm particularly fond of but it is useful and efficient at getting (and keeping) in touch with people (read The Tipping Point).
Do you mean some people profit by it? Well, why shouldn't they? The use of phones, for instance, or taking photographs of holidays, that leads to profit too, right? Which behooves the question, why shouldn't it? Certainly, I gain a LOT from the use of FB, phones, photos... why should I not pay for its use to the inventor/ service provider?
Seriously, go read Fountainhead again.

Also, regarding the whole photo ownership thing- that's a mutual agreement (which people virtually sign at the time of signing up). People agree to FB owning it (if they do, I don't know that for a fact. I'll take your word for it) in return for the convenience of sharing the pictures. That's allowed in an open economy! As for the whole safety of putting up your pictures debate, that's a risk- as there is in every transaction you enter into in the market. By no means am I criticizing your decision to stay out of FB- the cost of it might be a lot more than the benefits it provides you.
What I am saying is that there are costs to everything- but they need to be considered relative to benefits, not in isolation.

(I'll admit that I kept out of Facebook for a long time- but then I realized I was doing it out of pure stubbornness, and for the sake of not conforming, which didn't exactly make sense, so I joined.)

That's it, end of rant.
posted by Clezevra @ 3:03 AM   10 comments
Friday, April 23, 2010
Television soaps have exactly two kinds of characters:

1. The really evil kind who have no scruples in ruining lives and feel absolutely no remorse or guilt whatsoever.
2. The holier-than-thou kind, who do every good imaginable and then are ridden with guilt for absolutely no reason.

Also, I feel an irresistible urge to take the protagonist (who, of course, is the second kind) by the shoulders and shake some feminism into her (did I mention it's always a her?)

posted by Clezevra @ 11:33 AM   8 comments
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
There's something about sleeping for which no amount of stimulating work can compensate.
posted by Clezevra @ 7:20 AM   1 comments
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