it takes a lot of effortless effort to actually start writing a blog.. some arbit observations translated into thoughtful insights to make it beautiful. sadly...both seem to have left by the 2'oclock train.

Once upon a time, there used to exist a kick-a$$ blogger at this page. during that same duration, he found fame and fortune at the bottom of the pyramid of bloggers. why! he even went as high as a Slimy Mollusc in the TTLB ecosystem. glory days :D

To bring him down, an evil plan was hatched in the minds of the guardians of the secret order of de bloggers: the Afrikaaner arm of a world renowned terrifiable organization dedicated to cleaning the millenia of excreted human thought in cyber space. Since their foe was mightier than that can be vanquished by a typical Quake 3 rail-gun; they recruited thought police.

inspite of kafkaesque name, thought police arent very smart. its just that the have a monopoly...and that the dress nattily. anyway, this thought-police guy dressed up in bright green came upto that guy's door one day and said that he had an offer for me that he couldnt refuse. when the blogger grunted his approval, his sidekick suddenly jumped up from the nearby bushes and came in as well.

so these guys sat in the n.e.r.d.'s (nearly everything's randomly disorganized) room & brought out the list of charges..Breaking & Entering into people's blogs, Grand Blog Larceny, Libel & Slander against personalities of the nth order et al. the consiglieri turned out to be somebody from Intellectual Property and wanted to stick some charges of Grand Theft & Piracy.

so, our protagonist put on some Bob Dylan & proceeded to demolish the charges. after a disgraceful amount of mauling they decided to drop charges and called in the artillery..in the form of a fridge.

frequent pings to my yahoo! would reveal the existence of this Fridge..nothing is known of it..where did it come from, who made it..nobody knows.even the blogger doesnt. the only fact known is that the fridge has a nearly misanthropic view of mankind which is accentuated by its close proximity to Q.

the beauty of the weapon is that the fridge is not only the intellectual superior of his master..but is also cognizant of the fact. as a result, the amount of mental shackling that Q has to make do with...is quite a lot

in its frequent converstaions with Q, the fridge has also tried to explain to him the futility of wasting his precious time writing about junta in general..whats the use dude..giving in depth reports only leads to unpopularity ->> first rule of b-skooling. then again, when you do have a literary world ready to be explored, why question Alice's Bottle. drink the potion and sleeeep.

what the hell..the fridge is right