23 August 2010

What matters the most to you?

I was reading an article at unclutterer about "What matters the most to you?". And it made me think what matters the most to me.

If I look at this question at the other way round; it would be "What I would like to really do?"

Here is a quick list

  1. Maintain a website that people would use and be of some help to them
  2. Learn guitar
  3. Master Photography
  4. Do more blogging (Did you noticed? Posts are more regular now.)
What about you? What matters the most to you?

I have opted to write something about this topic so that I can keep the momentum.

15 August 2010

Learn from your mistakes

It is human to err. But, it is wrong to err for long. Fact is I am learning guitar since long. I should really quote learning; "learning".
Credits: DreamcatcherOfGrim (DeviantArt)

Let me first introduce you to my guitar. It is a classical guitar; Yamaha C70. Quite a versatile one and I was recommended to start my rock star career with. :P

Nylon Strings man. They say, it helps you develop your skills. Have I been able to? Truth is, yes, I have been able to develop my motor skills a little bit. But...

I am on a boat alone in the ocean of music. Man, it's hard. Well, not really. I just don't have the proper guide.

And now am I at the purpose why I wrote this post. I quite messed up.

First, guitar out of tune. Well not really. I don't know where is my guitar tuner's manual. The settings were not set correctly. I know it does not makes sense. It ought to be something simple with which you have orgasm when tuning your guitar. Yes, you do have orgasms. They are so big that you are not able to tune your guitar.

To stop having such uncontrollable orgasms you need to flip a small switch on the side of my guitar tuner. This was not until yesterday that I discovered this small toy. Well, the purpose of this switch.

I am new to music. I said MUSIC. You know when you strum your guitar, it produces melodious sounds and you feel gay happy. You do not obtain happiness just like that. You need to go though some major steps first. Like being wrong.

(Drum roll please: *tada*)

Introducing Audio Tuner
Audio Tuner
Available even for your mobile. Isn't that good news. And...And it is free. Isn't that great? What? I heard it isn't. Well, I hope you have a painful death and you got no penny left to pay for your funeral.

With this tool I have been able to master and become the master of guitar tuning. :) I feel pride pounding on my chest almost ripping it off. (:s Scary)

When I got my guitar in tune, tried to see the difference with my guitar tuner. And hell yeah, by chance I said, "let me flip that switch". Yes, there it is; I no longer got overwhelming orgasms. That made my day.

Strum Strum Strum Strum... Until your hand is worn off. Woops, I was strumming the wrong way. Better be late that never. My friend Neekesh pointed that very big mistake to me and I have tried to correct it.

Got to work on my up strokes now. :) Wish me luck people.

I don't really know what to talk about. I end here.


06 August 2010

Timmy has been saved!

Look at "him", innocent and victim of "inhumanity" of some retarded people. Yes, I said it, retarded. I don't know what you will be thinking about how I Christianised  him; "Timmy".

If you asked me why Timmy? I would probably say that Timmy because it is kick-ass as a name, it makes you feel ticklish and it feels good to call "Timmy".

Fortunately Timmy has been saved.Woops, I haven't yet said why. Here it is; Some retarded people instead of finding Timmy a home, they opted to abandon throw him away in a wasteland. Would you be horrified to know that the plot was actually a closed one? Where Timmy cannot move out? Yes, Timmy couldn't go outside.

This would without doubt resulted in his death out of famine. I asked myself again and again, how can people be so cold hearted. Reader are you cold hearted? If yes, get yourself raped and go suicide. (I would love to watch you die out of famine)

One of the options would be I adopt Timmy. Unfortunately, this was not feasible. I already got like 9 dogs at home. Yes, I got nine. You read it right.

The only option left find Timmy a home. I tried to contact friends and relatives who would be willing to make Timmy family.

All the attempts failed. No one was ready to take Timmy in. I can't really force them. This was no reason to have hope.

I got Timmy a carton box house for him and fed him everyday.

*Tada*, last Sunday, someone who lives nearby wanted to adopt a puppy. That is another story. Somehow, she ended up adopting Timmy. Isn't that great?

Today, I hear Timmy is having a good life. Live long Timmy. I will be visiting him one of these days.

I intended to write a post requesting potential adopters to be humane and give Timmy a life.

How do you feel about this? It is a common occurrence in Mauritius. I don't think people will change. Cruelty towards animals will continue to happen.