Archive for October 2007

Barcamp Bangalore 5

Registration of collectives for BCB5 is now open. Here’s the explanation on what’s new.

Based on discussions over the last few weeks, we're now using web forums instead of the wiki for collective registration. This means you’ll need an account at the forum in addition to your existing wiki account. This is inconvenient, but the forum hopefully provides a better interface than the mailing list and its online archives.

I’ve posted to the forum explaining how collectives may register.

(I’m on vacation through next week. Will be missing out on much of the action, but the break’s badly needed.)

Relax not

Air Deccan, now featuring seats that no longer recline. The buttons are gone and the mechanics inside do not yield to fingers.

I think I’m avoiding this airline for a while.
Image from phone camera.

Packed in

Last night, we travelled from Bahadurgarh to Rohtak packed into the back of a jeep meant to carry ten but carrying twenty one, three of them hanging out the windows.

The operator insisted there was space for more and kept attempting to pack people in, trying them on for size until one suitably skinny could be found. He blamed our excess baggage for his shortfall in revenues, and then succeeded in packing in those people anyway. We arrived safe, but our legs almost didn’t, twisted as they were underneath it all.

The manager of the marriage hall where we found a spare room apologised for the lack of a television set.
Image from phone camera.

Animal Pastry

Image from phone camera.

RaD

Why do North Indian dialects write with an R but pronounce with a hard D? Compare: Marwari/marwadi, Chandigarh/Chandigad, curry/kadi.
Image from phone camera.

Open source branding

If Barcamp is an open brand for events wherein anyone can put together an event and call it Barcamp, ‘Sagar’ must be the same for restaurants. Even this road side stall.
Image from phone camera.

When I was a print journalist, our lives revolved around the next month's issue. All the dates we dealt with had to do with some or the other deadline for the next month. It used to be so intense that we always got the current month wrong. Today was in November, not October, unless reminded that it was actually still October.

I can imagine it must be the same for print journalists with daily newspapers: they’re forever living in the tomorrow.