Showing posts with label On a lighter note.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label On a lighter note.... Show all posts

April 4, 2008

H(u)mm... What came first?

Sometime before this post was written, Fly, the flagship brand of Meridian Mobile, launched a mobile phone named Hummer in India (the very same place where this blog was launched from. hmm... seems to be quite a happening country :). This design has been styled after the Hummer SUV . What makes news this bloggable is the like our hero holds for the HUMMER (what font is the original logo made in BTW?)

The phone is priced at a modest 9K Indian rupees (yes, I KNOW that quoting current market values tend to make blog-posts seem outdated after a while. Nevertheless, one can only pretend that most readers will eventually be finding out how much it actually costs once they hit the road looking for it).

Besides the large touch screen, there's not a very brilliant array of features lined up in this one, and from initial reviews it seems that it might not be able to beat our very-bloggable, personally-modded-cameraphone at photography after all. But then again, how many SUV-themed gadgets could you fit into your pocket for just a fraction of the originals' prices?

That makes us wonder and imagine a time when a kid walks upto his father and asks "Dad, what came first, the Hummer or the phone you carry around so proudly?", and daddy dearest in all his witty humor replies "Of course the phone son, coz we don't have the 'finances' to get the SUVi".

—Abd elAzeez
P.S. As with all posts on this blog, click on the images for a full-sized view.

October 17, 2007

Two blocks down the road...

There is something called as writer’s block which —as a growing up kid— I thought to be a situation in which writers usually block the door so that no one can to disturb them while they are happily writing away — in their very merry writers’ land! Now—as a grown-up kid—I’ve been taught that it means a time when a writer faces a mental block!

This still appeals to me as an apt definition because I can now think of it as a time when the mind blocks the writer out so badly, that the poor guy cannot enter into his merry writers’ land and get some happy writing done!

Given a chance to re-define the word I’d like to call it a place or a block (on a street) where all writers live! (ahemm…) Fathom this address: 1011 Writers’ Block, Al-Kitab Street, Madinah. Hmm… maybe if we become a lil more famous writing this little pretext of a blog, we could think of calling the shots around the Queen’s language!

—Abd elAzeez
[Current Thought: Hmm, wonder what it will do the real-estate business though]

September 11, 2007

I don't get no TV!

I wonder why they put those flat television screens inside elevators anyways. You know, the ones that are fastened to the elevator wall with steel fittings and they keep playing random channels all the time… I wonder if it could be another of those silent invectives that are hurled at us every single day by the system that we all live in.

Seems like with these TVs they (the diabolical beings running the system) mean to say to us “Sure this TV’s got a clear screen, amazing picture clarity coupled with superb surround sound… Besides there’s an awesome episode of your favorite program coming up next on this channel. But YOU (Mr. regular-human-being) are NOT going to get to watch it! AND that FACT is reinforced, coz we’ve made sure the elevator is fast enough to reach any floor before you can even get a small peak at the first scene!”

The point is, I don't get what a person is supposed to do with that TV anyway... He cannot watch his favorite show, he cannot talk to the person next to him because that darned TV is blaring right behind his head, and he certainly cannot change the channel coz the buttons are just not there on that TV! Which should also remind you that the TV remote is not inside that elevator! And that at times makes me speculate, could it be that the remote has been (cunningly?) placed in another elevator where there is no TV at all?...!!!

—Abd elAzeez

[Current Thought: Now that's called taking the Idiot Box to an all-new level (via the elevator!)]



The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!). Coz if you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-)




September 7, 2007

A little medical terminology - by Jerry Seinfeld

Jerome “Jerry” Seinfeld is a Golden Globe and Emmy Award-winning American comedian, actor and writer. (One of my favorite stand-up comedians of all time, I might add.)

I'm Telling You for the Last Time was one of his most famous stand-up performances, which was recorded at the Broadhurst Theatre, in New York during August 6-9, 1998. Here's a hilarious little snippet from the same:-



A friend of mine is going in for a nose job next week. Guy.
You know what the technical term for a nose job is?
Of course you do... Everybody...
Rhinoplasty! [is the name of the term]
Rhino!
Now this guy is aware he has a bit of a problem… he's obviously sensitive about it, that's why he made the appointment. Why do we need to compare him to a rhinoceros?...!!!

When you go for a hair transplant the docs don't say: "We're going to perform a cue-ball-ectomy on you, Mr Johnson… We feel the chrome-dome-ia has advanced... to a level we term skin-head-ia… These are all medical terms, if you don't understand…"

—by Jerry Seinfeld
[From I'm Telling You for the Last Time, Live on Broadway, 1998]


—Abd elAzeez
[Current thought: ROTFLOL]

August 17, 2007

Break the Language Barrier

Abd's Takes

You know you're writing a popular blog when...

...the only comment you get on your blog in quite a long time (apart from the numerous personal emails and telephone calls from your own close buddies praising your writings) is from some random dude who you haven't met yet... one who's into selling funnily customized t-shirts... on some fanciful Portuguese website.

Now that's called 'reaching out to an international audience'. :D

P.S. The uninitiated may check out the (sentimental?) post below this one

P.S.2. While the others may comment on this one
:-)


—Abd elAzeez
Amigo aqui vindo



The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!)If you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-)


August 3, 2007

To companionship!


With the advent of the internet, we've got more days to celebrate than a year could hold even if it leaps twice each time it comes around. Why we've even got weird sounding days like got 'Drop Some Ice-cream on your Partner Day', and 'Give your Cat a Love-Pill day' and 'Smile at Really Stange-looking Strangers Day' and what nots.... the list is endless so to speak. But well, whether you believe in these days or not, you gotta believe that someone somewhere could be observing them.

That said, perhaps the most celebrated and to-be-remembered-or-else-you're-out kind of days (except your Anniversaries and your spouse's Birthday of course...you'll be kicked out even before you can think of forgetting those, if you know what I'm hinting at :-) is Friendship's Day. A day even well known by words like 'Friendship Day' and 'Best Friends' Day', (even weird ones like 'Love-ship Day'...yes, there are people who've coined that term too...at the spur of the moment probably... Fathom over-hearing this in a local coffee shop "Susan, I don't want to have Love-ship with you yet, I am asking only for your hand..in Friendship..." Damn you dude, what on earth is Loveship? and what in love's name do you ask for in that, a toe from Susan's left foot?]. There's so much hype around this Friendship day (well-deserved of-course), that people have even begun celebrating Friendship Week...that is a week before Friendship's day actually is... AND in fact now it is so much, that we even celebrate Friendship Week after Friendship's Day. But the fact remains, the day does deserve its moments. [Every single one of the 24x12x60 of them]

Absurd humor (a trademark of this blog?) apart, just around the corner is one of those days when people love to tell their best buddies that its been wonderful knowing them and having them around when they were needed the most.

And yes, with the buzz around friendship these days (no puns intended), we thought we'd post out here today, a (very small part of the) collection of some of the best friendship quotes that we've selected from (the plethora of quotes that comprise) the internet.

So here goes... This post is dedicated to the best of my friends, the ones who've stuck with me through thick and thin, through the times of despair as well as the shadows of joy, believing in me and supporting me on every other step ever since they were revealed to me by destiny... You people have made a difference in my life and I simply love each one of you for being there with me. These are some of my dedications for you

—Abd elAzeez
P.S. Please click on images for bigger size



August 2, 2007

At work!

If the comedy of errors of sharing a common extension at work didn't provide enough material to blog for, it seems that our hero's Clark Kent-ish alter-ego has something else to brag about.

There's been a spate of unusual visitors at his desk in recent times, and he doesn't seem to waste even a micro-second in pulling out his famed mobile phone cam (Sony Ericsson W750i now with updated cameradriver 1.3beta9 by SPU) and taking that one precarious shot at them before they escape into the eternal oblivion from whence they all seemed to have come from (that is, assuming his boss isn't around right then :)...

OK. OK. Ridiculously framed sentences apart, here we've posted two little visitors from tiny-land that Abd's captured in his cell phone. The 8-legged wonder at the top is called 'Arachnid at Work', while the reptile down below is named 'Thin Lizzy' after the Metallica cover of the track called Cowboy by the band Thin Lizzy (anybody got brighter ideas for a name?)

P.S. Don't mind the image quality please, there's just this much time to pull out the cam, frame the subject, reduce the shutter speed, (possibly) change the ISO level from 100 upwards for that perfect exposure, focus the lens and then shoot... in MACRO-MODE!

P.S.2. Clicking on the pictures will open them up in full (2 mega-pixel) resolution.

July 30, 2007

Step Away From That Thing!...?

Abd's takes

on Safety Warnings

Safety warnings Safety warnings, everywhere, everywhere
Safety warnings Safety warnings, here and there!

With all due respect, it is still at times a matter of amusement to find an odd safety sign hanging around in the most unusual of places. At first glance, some of these signs seem really out of place and incomprehendible to the (lay?) man… the one who knoweth not much about their necessity. [Why is he called 'lay' BTW? And why a man at that? (That thought may call for another blog post it seems)]

Anyways, there was this one sign our hero —Mr Katîb of course, who else did you expect?— saw on the left wing of the Singapore Airlines plane during his flight from Mumbai to Singapore earlier this year. It said right there, ‘No Step’.
Now why on earth (or should it be ‘why on air’ since everyone was flying?) would someone —happily sitting in the coveted window seat— want to step out onto the wing? Or why would he look for a step when all he could see was a flat white wing? Would it be termed stepping onto someone’s foot if he wanted to step out and use the wing as a stepping stone to reach a better place? What did the plane-makers think of when they put that sign on there? And could there be another such sign on the other wing as well?...

Alas, the universe is filled with baffling mysteries like these and more baffling is the fact that not many people actually realize what silent mockery that is made of them every single time they sit on that window-seat, pull out their camera-equipped cell phones, take a picture of the wing (because that is all you can see there…), and quietly think to themselves ‘yes I am not going to step out there no matter how tempting it is, or how ugly the air-hostesses be’… Speaking of, right after that picture was taken, one of those dames actually asked our hero to turn off his beloved w750i phone ‘for safety reasons, or please step up to speak to the captain’. I guess that is when he realized the ‘no step’ could have been to remind camera-phone wielders that there is a captain on the plane…


—Abd elAzeez

As always, picture taken from Abd's modified Sony Ericsson W750i
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The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!)If you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-)

July 9, 2007

Blocked Writer?


Calvin: Want to see my latest Invention?
Hobbes: What is it?
Calvin: It's a writer's block! You put it on your desk and you can't write there any more!

Calvin: I must be years ahead of my time.

—by Bill Watterson


And we see Katib's been absconding in his entirety for as long as we can remember [and THAT, sounds like a really long time]. Seems like the poor dude's got some 'sorting-out' to do in life, and that's eating away most of his time and head. But fear not, for we shall drag him back here once again after his stuff's done!

June 28, 2007

VerbatiM

Abd's takes
On Speech-to-Text.

Ever wondered what would happen if our existing speech-to-text converters (became smart? enough and) started typing down exactly how we said something? Have a look at this:--



Slow-gun of the day:
Safety starts with U
Hey, [the word] safety starts with an ass!
huh? aass... esss.... WHAT THE $^*#^%^^$^^&!
I meant essS!... S! S! ESSS!... Safety starts with an essss!!!
OH GOURD!
WHOA! heeere we go again... GAAWD! GAAOD! GOD! GORD!


[*bangs down microphone, heads for the keyboard*]

—Abd elAzeez
[Thank God, the good ol' keyboard works]

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The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable
/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!)
If you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-]


June 8, 2007

etiquette?

Abd's Takes
on Telephone Etiquette

At work we have to share a common telephone [extension number] between people in the same cubicle. This is due to the company’s policy of getting people to ‘relate’ to each other (You know, when you say, “Oh you want Susan’s number, here take mine, I’ll connect you to her whenever you want” :-) ).

Absurd humor apart, of late there have been a spate of funny incidences because of this (seemingly un-comprehendible?) setup, since our callers somehow believe that the person who picks up their call is a) either the very person they intended to call up (talk about pot-luck!) OR b) the telephone operator in the cubicle, who’s only job is to wait for their call and hand it over to the right person; or so it seems, since many of them just seem to call up and say ‘Smith!’ or ‘Hi Smith!’, and expect the person picking up the phone to dutifully, without asking any questions, hand over the phone to good ol’ boy Smith and he’ll take it from there. At times if I pick up the phone —yes one of the two telephones sits on my desk… (privileged?)— and even so as make the (intimidating?) mistake of asking who the caller on the other side is, they forget all they had to say and start blabbering gibberish (quite literally) as if someone forgot to write the lines they had to say after I had said mine…

Fathom this, just this morning someone called up:-

Caller: Hi is this Mr XYZ?

Abd elAzeez.: No THIS isn’t, but let me hand it (the phone) over to him.

Caller: OK… err… thank you… will I ask you to call him when he’s back… err… [Click]

[Note: There are no typos in that dialogue]

Now did he, the caller, think that this was Mr. XYZ’s hotline number or something, or did he just forget the reason that he had called up for after that (witty) one line of mine? Well I guess we’ll never know; but I sure couldn’t help laughing loud in my mind, as I decided to give up looking for the answers... And it was only after those moments of ROTFLing -in-my-head subsided, that I realized Mr. XYZ had left the organization just two days ago[sheesh!].

Besides, there is no Smith in our cubicle too, none yet in the organization as well.

—Abd elAzeez


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The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable
/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!)
If you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-]

April 27, 2007

Kazaam! This one's about Spam!

Abd's Takes
on Spam Emails!

Word under perusal: spam
Pronunciation: 'spam
Function: noun and verb
Meaning: unsolicited usually commercial e-mail sent to a large number of addresses

Well well, that's the formal part of it, and so to speak, the only formal part of it. Yes ladies and gentlemen, there are neither boundaries of formalities, nor the shackles of communication etiquette when it comes to spam. Nothing beats the inventive minds behind each uniquely crafted and (personally?) sent out spam message.

Each day, we receive a large amount of spam in our inboxes; and at times one can almost guess if a message could be spam or not by just looking at the subject line, but then there are cleverly crafted ones as well that don't let us get away so easily.

Soliciting emails from companies selling 'medication', to delirious singles from the same city as you are in, coupled with far away 'relatives' from some unknown desert in southwest africa trying to give us half their wealth, added with some lonely and disparate (that's not a typo :-) housewives waiting for the perfect man who they co-incidentally? think is you, with help from a few exercise evangelists who somehow know you're worried about a weight problem, accompanied with banks and finance companies ready to give you that house loan you can't remember applying for ever, alongwith lottery promotions telling your email won a million dollars just because it had an extra 'edge' in it and stock-brokers who've got the best practical insight into your financial situation, and not to forget the love gurus who claim to know the answer to the eternal question of what women really want from a man (you mean there's more in that list?), clutter millions of inboxes like ours each day.

In all this mindless plethora of genuinely fake emails, one question that arises in my head is "do spammers ever get anything sold?" I mean, with kazillions of spam emails sent out every day, spam tactics should have 'evolved' much faster than uncle Darwin with his bunch of baboons [no offence intended to any monkeys (evolved or under-evolved) please].

Jokes (?) apart, one continues to be amazed at the fact that spammers think we will be able to sieve through all their un-decipherable gibberish and figure out the no-doubt sensible practical and financial advices contained therein.

Imagine, starting off an email with a line like "The window is useful, but accumulates scratches incredibly fast because of the extremely sensitive latex material it is made up of", and then describing stuff that's unmentionable for family blog viewing, and then finally onto the main part of all this painstaking write-up with "CHFR is climbing steady all week. Up over 23% since Monday, investors are enjoying the solid climb. Read CHFR's recent news, and get on it.
China Fruits Corporation
Symbol: CHFR
Price: $0.42".
Yes sir Mr Spammer sir, I definitely see where you are getting at with that.
And there was one email from Wynona Woodsworth (name sound familiar anyone?), with the subject 'RE: did we speak on orkut today?' and before I can get excited about the prospects, I find the email is actually for some William (hmm...), and it seems Wynona is penning down her thoughts on which 'medication' is selling cheapest and how it will help good ol' billy save his taxes. Nice stuff to discuss in Orkut scrapbooks, people.

Sometimes you can almost see a pattern in the methods which spammers have adopted in order to make up that one eye-catching subject line. Seems like there could be very well be a B-school out there churning out spammers in thousands in batches differentiated only on the basis of the methodologies taught in them. Like for example, some spammers these days seem to have adopted the approach of having (arguable) witty one-liners as their email subject, for instance 'best way to get a dog, donate a bone', [yikes!] 'Look no further, eat that toe-nail' [ouch!], 'From the desk of WagMy FatTail' [I swear I want to speak to his man, just so I can pronounce his name on his face once] 'Get your life back, fill that prescription' [whoa! which one?], 'Extra large round juicy sweatshirts' [or was it sweaty juice shirts? nevermind]...

Others still have taken to the business tactic of impress your target with profanity. They churn out email subjects like '@!#@$@ you in ^&$%@!' and 'With stuff like &$%%^&' and '$@#%% $^#% all the way upto the @*&&^' [Oh sorry spammers for umm.. whatever I've done to annoy you that much...] [And yes, I've got word-filters in place on this blog :D].

Recently there's been a spate of emails from people who's deceased relatives had somehow before passing away, told them about contacting me for taking care of their billion dollar fortune for them. [Oh how I wish that were true, I'd buy all those shares from CHFR that's climbing the stocks so well]...

And so spam continues to clutter our inboxes hour after hour, and day after day. And gathering from how the well their industry is doing, it seems that as long as there is email communication on the internet there will be spam.

Come to think of it, with the new era of voice email, and net to phone (and vice-versa) communications coming up in full swing, do we envision spam in visual form too? Could spam ever cross the boundaries of text and cross over to the realms of voice and video? Will spammers now begin recording personalized messages or will they use the silly sounding text-to-speech converters to do their job? And do we think I might ever get to 'hear' from Mr WagMy FatTail? [damn! I'd even considering buying what he has to sell with name sounding like that]

I for one, just cant wait for the next level of spam advertising. Seriously, there has to be intelligent life out there, [no offence O ye existing spammers,] just waiting for the opportune moment to start smart spamming, and when it does, I guess we're in for a hilarious riot! Until then, we'll have to live with those that have no name, but just the power to spam!... in text mode!


—Abd elAzeez
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The copyrighted [mini?] series titled Abd's takes, is a collection of humorous blog posts comprising of completely original but wierd/ obnoxious/ unfathomable
/ and seldom-light-hearted tid-bits of humor that are a product of my own twisted mind.

Feel free to use them where-ever you want to, just don't forget to 'quote the author' (in simpler terms, mention me!)
If you don't, then bad things might happen to you; things like forgetting the punch-line when in the middle of an elaborately told joke, or meeting an audience-member who knows the answers to all of your original 'amusing-riddles'.

:-]

April 12, 2007

Fathom this...

.
Patient : Doc I can't sleep at nights, I guess I've got what they call Amnesia

Doctor : Umm... I think it is Insomnia you mean?

Patient: Nope! Amnesia it is. I sometimes forget to sleep.
.

—Abd elAzeez

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