Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Parsley Sage Rosemary and Thyme

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved. The ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."

I hate people who say "If I had known this would happen, I would’ve..."
The point is YOU couldn’t have known this would happen if it didn’t happen yet can you?
That’s as good as not saying anything.

Oh how I wish these pseudo souls who think they’re so analytical and deep and all that crap could access the future, based on past, and change the present if the past were different.

I’d wish I could give them a time machine and ask them to shut up. I’d tell them that I really don’t wanna listen to such crap. And I don’t wanna listen to you either. Yes, YOU!

90 Comments:

Blogger madhavan said...

HEYYYYYYYYYYYYY HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
that's Sal Paradise. That's god Sal Paradise, best friend of god Dean Moriarty. You are quoting god Sal Paradise. The only other person after god Dylan Thomas who made words sing. But not as good as Dylan god but god anyway. And how did you run into god Sal. The only other person in this country who quotes god Sal. I am flabbergasted. Can I be your PA?

4:22 pm  
Blogger Shalz Nair said...

Miss J!

U've really got me thinking...

Ok ok i better shut up.!

:)

4:36 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

in second line of my comment after fourth word excluding the full stop, please add bloody

6:01 pm  
Blogger J said...

Hmmm

6:24 pm  
Blogger J said...

Shals,

What makes you assumes its 'Miss J'? :p

6:26 pm  
Blogger anantha said...

Mrs. J: Jack Kerouac...hmmm...Paul and Art... Hmm.. hmm...:)

8:02 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

YAAWWWWWWWNNNNN

8:22 pm  
Blogger J said...

oh shuddup now aNTi ;)

And wots with all the mmmm-ing Madhavan?

9:42 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

how am i supposed to know? the same as with the hmmmmm-ing, i guess

10:06 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

seems that was for me!!!

mrs. ladyJ

hehe

10:45 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

u wanna debate???

10:47 pm  
Blogger thorswheels said...

The "I want to draw" post was nice. (Not really warped!)

11:01 pm  
Blogger Jagadish said...

very few people actually can link every post to the title of their blog...u seem to pull it off with ease time and again... ;)....but it's fun to read...nothing like spreading bad mood :D

4:57 am  
Blogger J said...

@Madhavan
hmmm mmm

@humbl devil
Phew! Finally u got the hint! Thank GOD!

@Fool on he hill
Thankeeeee

@Jagdish
u find a link in there? u serious? how on earth didja find a link when i didnt make one? Oh temme temme temme abt it!

10:16 am  
Blogger Shalz Nair said...

ALrite... Mrs J it is ....but wats the Big Deal!!

You are Nice, Mad, and you write well too, so as to make me come back for more..... and thats all that matters. Rest all is quite irrelevant in this context i guess !!

Cheers !! Have a good Day !!

10:44 am  
Blogger J said...

Thankoo
Shaloo

(ooh that rhymes :)

10:51 am  
Blogger Jagadish said...

i meant the title of your blog, not the title of ur post...almost all your posts go well with the title 'warped mind'... :D... good work though...scary, but brilliant :)

11:26 am  
Blogger madhavan said...

hmmmm mmmm mmmmh

ps: here comes a brand new language

11:35 am  
Blogger J said...

alrite Jagdish... enuf is enuf... stop the praise... i hate blushing... gimme some constructive critisism instead :)

Madhavankutty Pillai,
Do you mean a brand language or a new language or a brand new language?

12:06 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

yes

12:30 pm  
Blogger J said...

Yes for all 3?

What on earth is a brand language then???

12:35 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

no

12:36 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

but seriously, a brand language is the language with which you are branded with. For eg, I was born a Malayalee, and though I cannot read or write the language (but I speak it well, mind ya), Malayalam is my brand language. It is the brand which decided what language I have been sold with. To make it simple, there is, consider for example, a brand called Malayalam like HLL is a company which has many brands, then I who am the owner-consumer of the brand being as it were born into it, is a brand Malayalee. To make it simpler still, aww hell, I guess you must have got the bindu by now

12:41 pm  
Blogger J said...

Dear Mr. Madhavankutty Pillai,

I, Ms. Jayashri Jayaraman, would really appreciate if you could move away from mono-syllables and explain things a bit more clearly.

12:43 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

i donna thinka your application letter holds nemore, ms jayashri jayaraman who is not ms jayashree jayaraman

12:45 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

or in other words:

mmm hmmm mmm mmmh hmmm

12:55 pm  
Blogger J said...

Hmm… ok… now do me a favour will ya? Temme what’s my brand language?

1:27 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

thy brand language is tamizh. undoubtedly yu r a tamizhmagal. only tamizhmagals can be so volatile,

in other words:

mm hmmmmh hhh mm

2:40 pm  
Blogger J said...

But seriously, I was born a tamilian, and I cannot read or write the language or speak it too well. I hate tamil cuisine. I dislike most tamilians. But I’m gonna marry one. And I’m more of a bong than a tamilian. So tamizh cannot be my brand language.

3:17 pm  
Blogger Jax said...

Hey J..This is a freaky coincidence - I was reading On the road, just this morning!

3:18 pm  
Blogger J said...

Jax,
i dont wanna talk to u.

u have all the time in the world to read books, that too in the morning?
and u dont have time for me!!!

oh i was the one who ditched u yday rite? :p

3:26 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

well you donna hava choica, do ya. see ur genes are mora powerfula than ya think.

also, someone is gonna marry ya, holy moocow. with all due respect to yer stunning looks, does he have any idea what he's gettin inta. wow, he must be even more crazy than ya. only a crazy tamizhan would marry ya

3:42 pm  
Blogger J said...

Sour grapes!

He is crazy... crazy abt me.
He's waited for 6 long years.
And he's made a whole lota moolah.
I dont even havta do that strip show nemore!

Dont u dare tell him wot he's getting into!

I swear I'll kill u!

4:07 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

does he have sister...sounds like a good family to get into

4:12 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

and six years!!!...whats with the time lag...must have been some crazy precondition you set...be kind to him, willya...dont break his heart by taking another six years to move in with him after marriage...

4:16 pm  
Blogger J said...

He does.
But she's already hooked.

4:18 pm  
Blogger J said...

no pre conditions at all.
its jus that he wasnt rich enuf then.

4:22 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

now that she's hooked let me tell ya i would only marry for love. because love is more important than money now that she's hooked. love is the gloriously glorious thingie which makies the worldie go roundie. yup sirree, now that she's hooked, i would only marry for lovee. coz money i can borrow from pals like ya.
say, you been wanting to lend me a 1000 for so long. nows your time. use it. opportunity daent strikie twice

4:27 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

so finally she admits it...
ms ladyJ iz not mrs. ladyJ...
hehe...

here's wishing all the best to mr. ladyJ...

p.s. hey, mads...me thinks we'll hav to give him one of those ice hockey goalkeeper gears as the wedding gift...

heehee

4:30 pm  
Blogger J said...

Will sure tell that woman that she’s missing out on true loooooooove :D


humbl devil, Ice hockey? WTH? Y?

5:18 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

DUHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fir protection from someone lyk ya...

heeeeeehaaaaaaaaaa

5:25 pm  
Blogger Rider on the Storm said...

*waves at J* how goes it?



Parsley sage, rosemary and thyme..
remember me to one who lives there..

5:37 pm  
Blogger J said...

humbl devil, heehawheehaw... bherry bherry phunny... but i dont play outdoor games.

*waves back at Rider*
howz ur rommie doin? ;)

5:44 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

who said games...who talked about playing...

protection waz the ryt word...

hehe...

btw, ice hockey'z played indoors too

6:58 pm  
Blogger J said...

humbl devil, shhhhh... i'll tell ur mommy wot her lil boy is upto :p

Bachelor buddy, me knows no html. wot to do? :(

7:23 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

you got any voluptuous ooh aah knockout moneybag friend, girl preferably, who's lookin for true love. i can give true love. i can give lots of true love to voluptuous ooh aah knockout girls with moneybags

10:20 am  
Blogger J said...

Ahem... ME? ;)

10:29 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

u call a 22-yr old guy...
a li'l boy...

naniJ

hehe

10:51 am  
Blogger J said...

HD, 22 is bloody young.
i think anything below 25 is.
actually, boys will be boys; they hardly ever grow up.

10:58 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

young at heart...
takes away the big part...
anywhere...
everywhere...
stop acting all responsible and grown-up...
two words for ya - shud up!!!

:O)

11:03 am  
Blogger madhavan said...

you got moneybags? how much? let's hear the numbers first before i give true love

11:06 am  
Blogger J said...

hahaha... *evil grin*
i'm smarter than u think

show me the love and then u'll see the money!

11:13 am  
Blogger madhavan said...

awww cmon. u know tis not possible to show love. tis felt and aye am feeling enormous luvah. now show some moolah. oh, btw i prefer dollars, nice greeny greeny loverly loverly dollar babies.

11:30 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

ryt her one of ye pomes...mads...
she will naturally deny the love thingy...as always...

p.s.
once upon a time...
ladyJ used to rhyme...
no love stuff on my site...
therafter...i'll not be sorry for ur plyt...

wonder wot happened now...

11:32 am  
Blogger madhavan said...

okay. her goes:

my lovey is truey truey
even if makes yu bluey bluey
ek do ek do ek do ek do
Paise de do lovey lovey le lo

11:43 am  
Blogger J said...

*puke puke puke*

Mommy i'm not preggy its jus maddy

11:52 am  
Blogger humbl devil said...

didn't i say...
ahe will nuke...
your poem...
with her puke...

11:58 am  
Blogger madhavan said...

shee shee ayyo ayyo
appadiya appadiya
ayyo ayyo shee shee
shee shee jayashri

12:15 pm  
Blogger J said...

Oh btw, Bob Dylan was NOT god.

12:48 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

mah poor j. mah poorie poorie misguided J. my poories Js whoz gots it so poories wrongie.

whoz the bob dylan newt. whoz kurt cobain newt. whoz god newt.

Tis DYLAN THOMAS, J-gurl, who i refer to. DYLAN THOMAS. DYLAN THOMAS whoz the god of gods. so google him out of his heaven and drink his spell.

1:00 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

1:08 pm  
Blogger J said...

See sweetheart, its like this...

Karl Mark was related to Carlo Marx, who was related to Dean Moriarty, who was related to Dylan Thomas, who was related to Bob Dylan.

Get it now?

1:09 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

1:09 pm  
Blogger death said...

humbl: treat her nice, will you?

1:48 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

ok,ok...
i think i went way over the top...

anything for ya..buddy

2:03 pm  
Blogger J said...

wots happening here?

2:10 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

somethin really weird. cant put my finger to it coz i just lost them in an accident and am writin this from the hospital where they treat people who have lost fingers...when yu get to know, tell me, tell me o tell me tell me J...wots happenin here

2:22 pm  
Blogger J said...

eeeeeeks!
i dont like men without fingers.
go away. go away from here. leave my blog alone.

2:29 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

hey. i still got my little finger. so now everyone i meet points out the nearest urinal to me

2:34 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

you got the bj. little finger. susu. ahh,now u got it

2:34 pm  
Blogger J said...

a hand without a middle finger = a hand without any fingers.

Can I chop off ur lil finger? Please. Please. Pleeeeeeeeeeeese.
I've never chopped anyone's lil finger!

2:36 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

only if u say somethin nice about me in public. go on i am listening. somthin really nice. in public. my little fingers all i got left but i'll let ya chop it chop chop if ya say somethin nice about me

2:47 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

hahahahahahahaha....

kkkkkkkkkkrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaackkkkkkk!!!
(the chair broke)
*down on thew floor*
hahahahahahahahahahahahaahaha...

3:08 pm  
Blogger J said...

something nice about you?
ha, u must be kiddin.
is it ok to lie?

3:12 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

well...if you wanna chop my lil finger, there will have to be some give, no.
yer can lie. dont i know how good u r at lyin. but ya gotta be convincing to the ones who r hearin. remember u want my lil finger. thats all that matters. now start. spread the butter. let the honey pour from thy sweet lips...

3:34 pm  
Blogger Shalz Nair said...

Looks like here is where all the action is...wonder where i was .........when i had to be here...to smile....to laugh......at the insanity of my fellow beings !!
Where Maddness thrives. and Maddy does too.along with MISS "J" ( i told you.i was right..u are afterall a MISS...whose is a Mrs J to be....Or may be Ms.J)..... where the LUNACY, ABSURDITY.. takes a flight to reach NEw heights........

Good to be back.....

Agree with Devil... NICE ? NICE about Maddy ?? Ha ha ha ha

Some work there....for you Miss J.....must say !! BEST OF LUCK

3:36 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dear Mr. Madhavankutty Pillai,

Ms. J thinks you've got good taste and attitude.
And we, who swear by Ms. J's name think we've found THE man we've been looking for.

Congratulations!

You've been elected president.

3:57 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

dear ms j's fan club.

unfortunately mr madhavankutty pillai is too engaged in letting his fans, which include miss j, worship him. will mr padhavankutty millai do for president. what will be pay and perks. will wine and voluptuous ooh ahh knockout women be supplied in office or home.

4:09 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

We think we've just found a basic error in your last comment.

You must mean Madhavankutty Pillai's Fan Club and not Padhavankutty Millai's Fan Club.

HeeHawHeeHaw

4:19 pm  
Blogger madhavan said...

since its time for me to scoot and go home and swim and live, let's start all over again....

HEYYYYYYYYYYYYY HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
that's Sal Paradise. That's god Sal Paradise, best friend of god Dean Moriarty. You are quoting god Sal Paradise. The only other person after god Dylan Thomas who made words sing. But not as good as Dylan god but god anyway. And how did you run into god Sal. The only other person in this country who quotes god Sal. I am flabbergasted. Can I be your PA?

4:28 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

nice try...but you scared him away...

hahaha

4:32 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now that u all know what Ms. J is about. How many of u wanna enrol into her Fan Club?

4:45 pm  
Blogger Shalz Nair said...

WISH YOU A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR...Miss J!!

Lots of Love n Hugz

6:06 pm  
Blogger SmartOxymoron said...

*Enters comments page and then runs right back out like he's seen a pack of mad(men/women).*

5:20 pm  
Blogger humbl devil said...

*the mallu within me speaks*

haaapppy new ear...

5:51 pm  
Blogger Innocent Bullet said...

Wish you a joyous new year! :-)

11:05 pm  
Blogger Golden Words said...

ok by the way, if u havnet figured it out by now, am not speaking to u..

6:54 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi J

I wish you a very happy & prosperous new year!!!

Neet

11:19 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

new year
new look
new you?

11:27 am  
Blogger Jax said...

Did it suddenly become dark in here?? *rubs eyes*

5:29 pm  

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