September 30, 2005
Perhaps I'm Mexican...
Honduran, Cuban, maybe Dominican?
A pitcher, a batter, a mid fielder, a goalie
Those are my goals ever so truly.
Ronaldo and Sosa are my heroes eternal.
Baseball and soccer, none other that's certain.
Bachata, Merengue, Salsa, and Punta
Anything 'll do as long as its fiesta.
Mira! Snazzy wheels, blaring Spanish tunes!
Pronto, those lovely Latinas do croon.
Seldom we shop at a Stop & Shop,
Bodegas are the more likely stops.
Eternally enrolled in college, one course at a time.
Finishing school'n four years; now that'd be a crime.
Skimpy tank tops on hour glass figures
Low waister jeans that couldn't possibly go lower;
Hair streaked and dyed, a brunnette turns blonde
blue grey or green, eye contacts as add ons.
A teeny meeny stiletto with pretty white toes
Catches attention as clip-clop it goes.
Oscar De La Renta or Dolce Gabbana
Fragrance that'd carry from here to Havana.
Bodies so lithe with a grace so natural
Easy on the eye could do damage collateral.
Charmingly laid back, yet with an air to please
Fashionably dressed, carry their crease with ease.
The ever so endearing kiss on the cheek
If you had it your way their lips you'd seek.
Latino hearts in NJ are the warmest I'm told
If ever you find one, well there's your pot of gold!
September 27, 2005
Is there anything such as 'Blogger etiquette'? I often wonder what would happen if a petulant,irate, irrational person decided to blog. Would he last? Would anyone lend him an ear after the first time? Bloggers are often very selective and discretionary of what they choose to read, and more so of that which they choose to comment on. A comment has to be deserved for a blogger to put it there. You may rave and rant or then shed oceans of tears on that blog, but to no avail if there's no audience; so when do people listen? The answer to that would probably outline 'blogger etiquette'; the implied code, which if recognized and followed, invariably brings readers back to a blog.
The community of bloggers is now probably in the millions but not all of them have a reader following. Not following 'blogger ettiquette', is that the reason?
September 21, 2005
Mr. Levitt’s (freak)conomics is not all math and numbers (which he admits he is bad at anyway). It has a tragic-comic human side to it which lends it levity. As a result, the reader, even if he’s mathematically challenged, willingly goes along with the data to find answers to many questions that he’s always wondered about..
The book brings closure to many known but unproven thoughts that all of us have, or have had about a wide array of topics. Right from the get-go the reader is hooked; rather unusual for a non-fiction. But then this is no ordinary work of non-fiction; it is freaky in that it is a number cruncher, a data spewer, but it tickles, and just doesn’t let the reader go.. The topics chosen for scrutiny are to be blamed for that; ‘Why Do Drug Dealers Still Live with Their Mothers?’, 'What do Schoolteachers and Sumo Wrestlers have in Common?'! How outlandish are those, and yet Mr. Levitt expounds extensively on the same, and the chuckling reader can’t wait to know the data based conclusion of that analysis!
Mr. Dubner, a journalist with The New York Times and the co-author of the book, holds the perfect pen to put Mr. Levitt’s thoughts on paper. His writing is simple and lucid and compliments Mr. Levitt’s easy to understand Economics. After much coercing, when a high schooler finally began reading this book, he didn’t budge till he had turned that last page! Now if we had more such Levitt and Dubner works “NO child (would indeed be) left behind.”
Freakonomics would surely freak you out by its readability.
September 20, 2005
Americans by definition have to be tolerant and all-encompassing given that all of us chose to settle in a land of immigrants. 'Differences' are what this country is all about, and living in peace despite those differences, though oftentimes a challenge, is what it means to be American. We've had our share of upheavals; it's Islam today, it was Communism yesterday, and who knows what it will be tomorrow; these separatist agendas will always be there, and Americans are cognizant of that. Over the years, with the diversity that surrounds us, we've become tremendously accomodating and resilient. As a result, reactionary movements and divisive propaganda seldom affect us. Post 9/11 America is proof of that.
There's also another reason for our steadfastness; our capitalistic pursuits that have us hypnotized; and this dollar trance is unbreakable.
September 12, 2005
The good against the old; Federer versus Agassi. Now that was a very easy win for the maestro, Federer. You'd even wonder how Andre made it this far and conclude that luck must have been one big factor. Not to say that Agassi is a bad player; in fact he is one of the best, but it was a long shot to imagine him in the finals!
At 35 Agassi is really pushing his physical capabilities; he is a legend alright, but like all legends before him, his time has come and in fairness to the game, he has to accept that. It is time for him to retire while he is still ranked 8th.. I sincerely hope that he does not see his US Open Finalist qualification as a reason to continue competing. If only he were to look at the players he was up against in the qualifying rounds, none were seeded very high, and despite which Agassi needed to play them all 5 sets in order to win. Now that's a reality check; one, if taken, will ensure high quality tennis in future Grand Slams such as the US Final. Admittedly, the outcome of this years US Open Final was but obvious. Agassi's tenacity on court, though admirable, was no match for Federer's speed and his magical artistry with the ball. With due respect to Agassi's legendary status, the game has to go on, and it must maintain the fervor which will produce the Federers, Samprases, and Agassis of tomorrow.
To all those tennis fans, on a positive note, this is just the beginning for Roger Federer, a player par excellence who seems to improve with every winner that he scores, and I hope that this is also the glorious end to the tennis legend Andre Agassi.
Blogging incognito may appear spineless and even reprehensible to some, but in fact it's quite an achievement. When the blogger's identity is unknown, his/her writing is appreciated for what it is worth, its subject matter and its style. A major portion of the reader bias is removed because now the reader has no clue whether the writer is a male, a capriconian with dimples, a twenty year old, an Egyptian , a handsome hunk (as an accompanying picture may proove) so on and so forth. Blogging, I believe, is literature if all the accompanying riffraff were removed. It's a dynamic medium of written expression that is far reaching yet immediate, and one which is for the most part non restrictive. Given access to such an awesome tool, why would a reasonably good writer need to post his picture or his resume.
The above is merely a defense of my status as an 'undefined' blogger. It's merely an opinion, and could therefore be verily disregarded, or else argued and commented upon.