I can’t believe they allowed comics with jokes like this back then!

This is from The Deseret News. - Aug 11, 1945, a couple of days after the second atomic bomb was dropped on Japan (in Nagasaki).
Skip to page 8 for the comics.
I can’t believe they allowed comics with jokes like this back then!

This is from The Deseret News. - Aug 11, 1945, a couple of days after the second atomic bomb was dropped on Japan (in Nagasaki).
Skip to page 8 for the comics.
The graphic novel that won the Pulitzer prize.

Artwork- Kickass!
Storyline – compelling, gripping, and generally brilliant.
The story is about the concentrations camps during WW II. Quoting from The Times review,
Spiegelman portrays the Nazis as cats, the Jews as mice, the Poles as pigs and the Americans as dogs. They’re all terrifyingly human.
Did I say the artwork is bloody good? I watched The Pianist for the second time just last week. Makes reading the book even more awesome.
Still reading:
On the road – Jack Kerouac.
It took me 2 hrs to prepare a to-do list of everything I need to get done.
And looks like the list is reproducing with itself and the content just keeps growing. On and on. Next few weeks are going to be busy. I hope I can find some time to breathe in the meanwhile.
Priorities, options, decisions seem to hang around me these days, like double edge swords. Gotta risk a few things though every once in a while. No excitement in life otherwise.
Yeah, it’s meant to be a random post.
Some interesting trends. Orkut for the first time released a Zeitgeist for Orkut India property.
http://www.google.co.in/intl/en/press/pressrel/20090825_orkut.html
Quotes:

Quick half hr read. Then I read it again to appreciate the artwork, and I have to admit, I love the style.
I’d recommend, to go to a book store, sit and read it off
If you like it, buy it.
Oh, in case you haven’t read Issac Asimov’s short story The Last Question, you’re missing something. Go read it now !
Talking about people, Neal Cassady says (from the book, On The Road by Jack Kerouac) :
But they need to worry and betray time with urgencies false and otherwise, purely anxious and whiny, their souls really won’t be at peace until they can latch on to an established and proven worry and having once found it they assume facial expressions to fit and go with it, which is, you see, unhappiness, and all the time it all flits by them and they know it and that too worries them no end.
by Jack Kerouac.

The book, has no paragraphs. It was originally written on a scroll of paper, instead of the regular sheets of paper, and has no paragraphs. It’s like one long memory typed in one long paragraph.
Wikipedia entry:
On the Road is a novel by American writer Jack Kerouac, written in April 1951, and published by Viking Press in 1957. It is a largely autobiographical work that was based on the spontaneous road trips of Kerouac and his friends across mid-century America. It is often considered a defining work of the postwar Beat Generation that was inspired by jazz, poetry, and drug experiences. While many of the names and details of Kerouac’s experiences are changed for the novel, hundreds of references in On the Road have real-world counterparts.
It’s turning out to be really interesting, especially the way he potrays the characters. Next on the list is ‘ A million little pieces’.
I was on the Google Internet Bus (a unique project in India), taking Internet to small towns in a customized Bus.
From Anantapur to Kurnool and back to Hyderabad. The GBus was in the Google Hyderabad office for a couple of days, before it took off for Karimnagar. You can see the schedule for the bus at the link provided at the end of this post.
Some photos.

The magnificient GBus, with a satellite receiver for Internet

Schoolkids who visited the bus

College students queue up to board the bus (each session lasts about 5 mins)

That’s me on the Google Internet Bus, wearing my AdSpam team Tshirt
I had a gala time clicking away photos, and being the unofficial photographer for the trip.
You can find more info on the GBus, and track it here:
http://www.google.co.in/intl/en/landing/internetbus/
(if you want photos in high resolution for print/publishing, email me @ [sasidhar@sasidhar.org])
I am angry right now.
But I know why I’m angry.
It’s these situations that get me angry,
situations with people I care.
Places that I’m put myself into,
And my fear that gets me angry.
But I know why I’m angry.
Drink, smoke, and dance,
I can see how it plays out.
Success, values, and lifestyle.
Acheivements. Choices one makes.
I know why I’m angry.
My outlet is unrealted situations,
I guess it’s true for most people.
A lifetime full of living with others,
And hardly any time to find yourself.
I know why I’m angry.
Little by little you drift,
Before you know, you have no idea where you are.
Every decision counts, and the ones that stand by you,
Gotta make something of myself.
I know why I’m angry.