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As reported by qt The cat adopted our family today morning. She is a bit older than the earlier reported six weeks but none the less a typical cat 🙂

Here are the first pictures

In the marriage ceremony of the ancient Incas the couple took off their sandals and exchanged them

Lots of things in a relationship change as time goes on here are some of the recent real life before (early) and after things that I can recall in our marriage

Before After
Coffee tea or me?
<giggle>
Coffee tea or me?
Coffee.
Lets go to bed!
YES!!
Lets go to bed…
You take the Palm and give me the Readers Digest
Dont be so passionate !! WAIT!! you will tear it.

Still everything is a lot of fun 🙂

I down loaded a lot of LOTR wallpapers for my desktop today.  Now that Aasim is into it he will want my desktop to have the LOTR theme. Not that I am complaining … …

Zoanthropy is a form of mental disorder in which the patient imagines himself to be a beast.

“Aniken fought Froddo on mount Doom for the control of the Ring, fell into the fire and became Darth Vader!” Some imagination I would say… …

When I patiently explained that the two stories happen in two different universe Aasim just gave me a look which said “Spoil sport” 🙁

Then he wanted to know the complete story of Gollum – a search on the net got me this biography – small enough to be told as a bedtime tale.

The school wants the children to write in “Marion Richardson” script strangely the search of the net did not show up a compatible font – Guess Swati will have to do it by hand, as it is supposed to be, unless she can pull off another of her miracles.

I discovered friends groups on LJ and now have added every one to my friends list who lists me as their friend.

I also bullied the new programmer into surrendering his 17″ monitor to me and take my older 15″ – one advantages of being the owner one might say, but not really so, the older boys wold have flatly refused had I dared too 😀

The world’s first patent was granted in 1421 to architect Filippo Brunelleschi in Florence to make a barge crane to transport marble.

Yesterday I downloaded my free copy of January issue of the magazine PHP|architect.

Despite my initial disdain the magazine over all turned out to be pretty good reading. Have written an impromptu review here

Among other things I have decided to go back and re-learn one of the things which I had left behind JAVA !!!

This is due to the fact that Rajesh who was my mentor in early Linux days and the main motivator behind SANIsoft insisted this – in the end said that we have to do it as a favor. This is something I just cannot refuse. So we have this new Java programmer at SANIsoft, though Rajesh has said that he will co-ordinate the project himself from US but I don’t really like the idea of being a clueless CTO so I have to learn… …

Besides Swati says that the money is good (duh!?)

Elephants and short-tailed shrews get by on only two hours of sleep a day

Aasim now sleeps in his own room! This was aided by the allure of sleeping on a bunk bed which he got as Christmas + New Years gift.

Though for a couple of days we were apprehensive that he might fall BUT it just proved to be a typical parents anxiety 🙂

I have put some pictures of Aasim’s room here

The Gila monster spends about 96 percent of its life underground.

It was with some amount of anticipation that I clicked the link to “What should I do with my Life” in ‘s journal. Though nothing against the author or the content of the article I was quite disappointed. This is a great article for someone in their late teens or early tweens or someone currently unemployed.

I am in a different kind of dilemma I embarked on passionate set of dreams about 20 years ago and realized every single one of them. Some trivial ones were indeed dropped, deemed as not worth following but anything I valued I did not let go till it came true … …

May be I aimed wee bit low than what was / is my potential. These dreams were molded by the reality of being a school teachers son – so naturally the list did not have things like “Having my own Lear Jet” stuff, BUT they were my *dreams*. Struggling to fulfill them was a thrill seeing them fulfilled was very satisfying… …

What next? I am now bored (yeah it has been there since past so many months). I did not let go of my dreams now they wont let go of me. I am a prisoner of my own achievements, more like I am prisoner of the responsibilities of my dreams… …

I am not saying that I want to shrug that responsibility – just that I am bored of it!! I know I had written about this a few months ago and was then caught up in the Bangkok project, but the boredom did not go away – It was just pushed back for a while.

Also note that boredom does not mean that I am not happy – but I dread that the boredom will soon degenerate into a sense of futility.

Hmm… does any one know of an article like “What to do with my life next”

French toast isn’t French. It comes from a Roman cookbook, dating back to 1000 or 2000 B.C. titled Apicius on Cooking.

Finally managed to steal a date with my wife to the new Barista which has recently opened. Sadly we did not have more than an hour at our disposal.

Among other things there has been a renewed interest in the “Flirting and Dating mini-HOW-TO” thanks to a recent post by .

BTW thanks for posting that picture of me and you at LB2002

No matter when a race horse is born, they all “become” a year older on New Year’s Day

Contrary to the premonitions of my wife it was a good day to start the year. The first mail in the morning was an SRD from a prospective client whom Swati had been following for some time. It is the second consecutive year when we have had a new project on 1st of Jan.

Last night we did what a whole lot of our friends at LJ did – stay home and sleep 🙂

Aasim did manage to get a party of sorts going with the office staff in the evening but they all dispersed by his bedtime (much to their relief). After Aasim slept me and Swati sat and talked for a long long time – did a bit of channel surfing on the TV and slept, slept through the fireworks and the phones ringing and the SMS’es