Monday, October 30, 2006

Bombay Blog-a-ween Meet

Yet another blog-meet was had, and once again, one is the richer for it (partially because of the free alcohol...oh and of course, the experience).

The venue: Sakshi Juneja’s house at Juhu.

One arrived for the meet some two (ish) hours late, thanks to the hordes (HORDES dammit!) of people absolutely *infesting* the entire Juhu-Chowpatty stretch of road. Of course it helped that one is completely navigation-impaired and was of no help whatsoever to this young man, who never once lost his temper despite being plagued by plaintive cries of, “Are we there yet?” every ten minutes.

Remarkably patient, these young men of today.

So we were saying, we arrived, a little later than fashionably - the young man with a mask and a bottle of wine, and yours truly with killer attack of queasiness and a headache that threatened to spit our eyeballs out of our head (yes Sakshi, that little white pill you probably found by the bar was aspirin…honest!)**.

Anyway, headache thus banished, one was treated to a variety of food, alcohol and scintillating conversation (in no particular order).

Every. Single. Aspect of Salman Khan’s life was discussed; His clothes (or their marked absence, to be precise), his women (oh the number of *hot* women with atrocious taste…it boggles the mind), his little habits of drinking and a) beating up the current girlfriend b) running over people and c) shooting black buck. And how at the end of the day, he’s a really nice guy.

Although one’s memories of the evening are a teensy bit fuzzy, little snippets of conversation which stood out:

“No you need to put on a pair of red panties over your jeans, then you can be Superman!”

“Where’s the drunken dancing on the tables??”

“RSS Feeds! Slash dotted!! Google reader! Plagiarism! Feed reader*!!” (Foreign languages sound so dashed exotic, no?)

“Have I or have I not already issued the disclaimers against drunken marriage-proposals?”

“You look so different every time I see you!”

“Oh no! I broke my horns!”
“Yeah, now she’s not horny anymore.”

“You just say, “She’s a bit of a See-Aich” for ‘bitch’ or ‘What a parachute!” with a stress on the, well, latter-half of the word.” (And apparently, her grandma taught her this. Ours, obviously went to all the wrong schools.)

Also, blog-people, there is talk that India Uncut, might or might not have a set of lingerie to match his Borrowed Bunny Ears.

The imagination, she is getting worryingly out of hand.

(“Imagination, how many times we been through this? You will not, NOT conjure up images of men in risqué lingerie! Oh fine! Go ahead and do what you want…it’s your life. Oh wait…not it’s not! Stop it I say! Stop it right now! NOOOooooooo!”)

More reports of the meet here, here,
here, here, here and here.


**Which brings us to the other point which desperately needs making, namely that, the next time a blog-meet happens, can we please, please, *please* have it somewhere a little closer to where us ‘Southies’ (South Bombay-ites) live? One is down on one’s knees and humbly pleading.

15 comments:

Bombay Addict said...

Sheesh...you depressing Southies. So dull, so lifeless. Get with it, suburbs is where the action (and clearly the babes) are. Places where people go "Let's get it on till the early morn'...." That as against the anthem of the Townies which has still remains "Dancing Queen". Tee hee.

Chronicus Skepticus said...

Bombay Addict:

BA, you've got it all wrong! I have nothing, NOTHING against The Suburbs (see? I even capitalise it) except for the fact that LORD the traffic sucks!

And for someone who suffers from car/traffic sickness...it kills ya, it really does.

:(

Anonymous said...

Hello madam!! Was good to meet you (though we didn't speak 2 words to each other). Glad to read you had a headache and that it wasn't me. Sometimes I can't be sure.

Anonymous said...

I tell you this Gaurav na...now we should ask him to throw a Blog Meet just to make up for the he ruined for you.

Chronicus Skepticus said...

Melody:

Actually Mel, we did.

I said, "So Melody! What do you do for a living?"

You said, "I meet celebrities!".

So yeah, a few more than two. :)

Great meeting you too. Hopefully, the next time we meet, I will be less comatose and we can have conversation which we will both remember :D

Chronicus Skepticus said...

Sakshi:

Oh dear, poor Gaurav! And after all he did to keep me relatively sane
during that drive!

But yeah, conning him into organising the next one sounds like a *good* idea...heh!

zigzackly said...
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zigzackly said...

Hello. Stumbled on your site just that morning, when I was catching up with comments. Unfortunately, I didn't know I was meeting the person behind the URL. Put that down to my advancing years and a killer headache from theree hours of pollution on the way in.

(re-posting this to eliminate the typos. apologies.)

zigzackly said...

Gah. Missed one. "three hours.."

Chronicus Skepticus said...

Zigzackly:

Mr. Griffin, I've heard good things about you.

About the headache, you shoulda said something; I had aspirin to spare/share. :)

Bombay Addict said...

CS - all is forgiven. I know you have nothing against the burbs, I mean come on, you came all the way till Versova for the last one.

Till we meet again then..

zigzackly said...

I've heard good things about you.

Lies, all lies, I assure you.

Anonymous said...

"I meet celebrities!"

Geez, I am such an idiot. Never believe anything I say. Geez.

Chronicus Skepticus said...

Zigzackly: Well y'know, I'm not too sure about that...my sources are *pretty* reliable! :D

Melody:
So...that's NOT what you do for a living, then?

I'm gettin' awful mixed up now! :S

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