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A lot has happened between my last visit to the blogosphere and now – Materazzi pinched Zizou’s nipples and said something mean to him. We all would like to know what. But I think the head butt looked bloody awesome. How many times I wanted to do that to a few people!!

Contrary to most articles I read about the incident, I doubt Zizou's presence on the pitch over the next five minutes would have done anything to avoid the shoot-out: Italy was targeting the penalty shoot out anyway. As for the shoot-out itself – the best have failed here. Baggio, Lampard, Gerrard,…

Anyway, apart from that, I have found a house. Finally I resume what I left exactly a year ago – thorough independence. I must admit that I was getting rather fucked up at Graduate Hall of late. This is no place for grown ups – and its certainly no place for people who have had a life in the past. Apart from free internet – there is nothing going on here. And I was especially unfortunate to be flanked by neighbours like Amit Agrawal, the Gujju Oxbridge chimp-grin microwave-stink specialist and Robin ‘the thug from Jakarta’ Tandujajajaja… (let me know when I stop please). Yes, I have found a place off Holland Road – it’s a 2 bedroom condo, one that I am certain my girlfriend will approve of. I move into the place on 24th – but before that, I have a list on an excel sheet – I need help in shopping – anybody volunteering?

What else happened – apart from the football fever that nearly paralyzed my regular life… yes stitches: the doctor said that it would last 5 months – apparently, it would dissolve into the blood and form part of my DNA etc etc … but it so happens that every time my lips touch a pint of microbrew, one stitch promptly exits my mouth. So, with a small calculation of averages – I have no stitches left.

I watched a few movies as well – all on DVD. ‘Broken Flowers’ stood out. ‘Before Sunrise’ and ‘Before Sunset’ are pretty over-rated.

Bought CDs - First Lady of Love - Patti Scialfa, ‘From the Cradle’ by Eric Clapton, Volumes 1 and 2 of the Afro-Cuban All Stars.

I am so looking forward to Season 2 of The Contender. Season 1 was an event in my life. I remember coming home from the gym after work, and watching the show with Renu while we ordered dinner from Papa Pancho. I would simultaneously digitize my music collection while watching the show. And Renu's Sergio 'The Latin Snake' Mora fights it out this Thursday in a special episode. Those Bandra days!!

The best person to discuss the show was SS.

What else happened – Yeah Jack Sparrow got bigger than Spidey for the opening weekend in the U.S!!

Ken Lay dies before he served time in jail – now that’s not poetic justice.

If you are in Delhi and you hear that faint cracking at night – its got to be Manmohan Singh getting his ass whipped.

Bombay was under water for a few days. And Shivaji Park went nuts after miscreants desecrated Mrs. Thackeray’s statue. Her soul must have stirred. Wonder how she feels when her old man picks his bahu’s cherry now and then.

India beat West Indies in West Indies. Guys grow up. Its been a long time coming.

Placed my order for the LA40R51B… and Samsung is throwing in a 500 watt (RMS) home theatre in with it. Now, this should keep me company till the Hi-Fi comes in.

So, let the countdown begin…