<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189439</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:16:13.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What-the-Hell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12189439/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>What-the-Hell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14194053133594090085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189439.post-111380899634408238</id><published>2005-04-17T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:30:32.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King of Good times,Jack of Embarassing moments</title><content type='html'>Has anybody out there ever squirmed and turned Patch Adams ,all over the face ,when your Girl friend on the pillion lovingly puts her hand across (one of those largesses of feelings ,rarely shown)-only to discover a Rajasthani soft cushion ??&lt;br /&gt;Welcome junta,to the world of- King of Good Times and Jack of Embarassing Moments.&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa of people in Chennai have torrid affairs;its with the climate for one and the hot idli vada sambar on the other.The former is soooo 'steamy' that aam junta needs to chill out nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the best Coolant available ? the amazing concoction which Mr.Mallya produces :simply-joooooooooooper a irukkum ma..&lt;br /&gt;This manna from his breweries provide such a relief to those parched throats of the receivers of "oh u drink eh ?" questions sweltering in the Chennai heat,that there can be nothing like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what would u like to have sir?'&lt;br /&gt;"hmm..a Hay5 and a KF strong-super chilled."&lt;br /&gt;"anything else sir?"&lt;br /&gt;"a chicken lollypop."&lt;br /&gt;"fine sir ,it'l be 5 minutes"&lt;br /&gt;-the above is probably the most refreshing conversation one would like to experience on a hot summer day!&lt;br /&gt;If its Cricket time coupled with Summer time-the best requirement a lazy game demands is an equally lazy spectator and we do just that .A jug of beer and a plush couch -we become 'Lazy'us-the long forgotten Greek God of Laziness (ahem ahem...ok ..ok...u see..there could have been someone like that all u know!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th glug glug u feel inside your throat and all the way to your bowels purges the the feeling of "its so hot " inside..(of course Vodka is supposed to QUELL the feeling of "its so hot " inside.)-the two "its so hot "s being entirely different issues...chuckle..No wonder those gorgeous Russian women pick on  James Bond,and not on some goddamn vodka drinking ,God of small things russian goon..&lt;br /&gt;So much of mind boggling plusses with an equally or say a far surpassing minus-The 'cute' beer belly-(ok ok...come on fellas its my blog !adjectives are my reservation.)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its God's way of telling man-"dude -you 've guzzled a trifle too much "But u know theydo get very very irritating at times,and the most is when the situation i described in the opening -happens.&lt;br /&gt;okies...me stopping here.cos it really is one Jack of Embarassing moments and i've just hit a block.And me being a person who believes that blocks are abrupt signing offs compared to some who hit a block and go on and on making the block look more like a series of successive rumblers or spread breakers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12189439-111380899634408238?l=whackintheback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/feeds/111380899634408238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12189439&amp;postID=111380899634408238' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12189439/posts/default/111380899634408238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12189439/posts/default/111380899634408238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/2005/04/king-of-good-timesjack-of-embarassing.html' title='King of Good times,Jack of Embarassing moments'/><author><name>What-the-Hell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14194053133594090085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189439.post-111355615970261580</id><published>2005-04-14T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T02:23:34.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My kick-off-Mumbai express kicked off.</title><content type='html'>It gives u a sense of overwhelming pleasure to write about your favourite icon at Kick-off but if u want Hysteria-bash him;that doesnt usually happen does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 2 and half hours of supposedly superior quality Digital filmmaking which looked staler than Doordarshan's Kodaikanal broadcast evening serial ,20 years back,a screenplay that is even slower than 'Viagarising' an eighty year old man ,a sound clarity that comes an immediate second to the "Mary had a lil lamb" heard from Edison's cranky instrument ..all this coupled with 3 hours of perspiration and paining asses sittin at Prarthana drive in -&gt;cannot persuade u to start off a blog and then bash the gentleman who made it ,trust me nothing else can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamalhaasan-demi god in the film circles (after namma superstar ofcourse :-D) ,a man people look up ,to deliver quality cinema,flops big time in this venture of his.If there were three movies releasing on New years day,kamal's was always expected to be a Good film ;becoming a Hit being immaterial.Anbe sivam would be a quintessential example to prove my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people-it was &lt;strong&gt;kamalhaasan&lt;/strong&gt; doing the show and I expected a lot.Why did he even consider doing a movie with such a 'fastfood' storyline ? The best thing about a 'fastfood' storyline is that it can be churned up in a jiffy and its an '"anybody's easy job".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies print and style looked a deja-vu of "pesum padum" ,the only thing being that this was a contemporary version.The enitre movie looked soot stained from the "express's " smoke. Dark lighting is passe these days,even mani rathnam has switched from candle light film making to colourful tones which seem to capture emotions and lend the background a more pleasant feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If die hard Kamal fans weer more concerened about getting their popcorns even if it meant havin to wait for another 20 min post interval-there was something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mumbai express derailed midway or better still it never took off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12189439-111355615970261580?l=whackintheback.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/feeds/111355615970261580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12189439&amp;postID=111355615970261580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12189439/posts/default/111355615970261580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12189439/posts/default/111355615970261580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whackintheback.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-kick-off-mumbai-express-kicked-off.html' title='My kick-off-Mumbai express kicked off.'/><author><name>What-the-Hell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14194053133594090085</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
