Archive for January 2008

Gripping characters

No doubt, the connotations were totally not apparent to them.
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Googling your neighbourhood

These signs are on the grocery shops around my neighbourhood. Is Google Local about to become seriously usable?
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Mee pc too

HCL is now selling an Eee PC-like laptop in India. 2GB disk, 512 MB RAM, WiFi, two USB ports, no video out.
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Imported ayurveda

The fine print behind this Chlor-mint wrapper says it is a “proprietary ayurvedic medicine” manufactured under license from Perfetti of Italy. The ingredient list includes “pudina” (rather than “mint”).

How did an Italian company come to be the originator of a traditional Indian recipe? Or is this yet another example of stupid Indian laws that require companies to exaggerate the Indianness of food items (including translating the ingredient list into Sanskrit) to get them under a favourable evaluation bracket? I recall the law in question came into existence during one of the Indira Gandhi regimes.
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Oops, we put you in jail

Bless him. Hope he wins. Being sent to jail without trial for two months for a case of mistaken identity isn’t something that can be excused with a mere admission of having booked the wrong guy.
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Media vs Media

Isn’t it strange that all reports of how the media hounded some celebrity or the other at some public spot are invariably brought to you by the media itself? That there isn’t any other way you would have heard of such a incident?

Why does the media insist on villainising itself?
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Back in action

[info]jacemobile is back in action after nearly two months’ hiatus (no thanks to Nokia Care). I’m in Srirangapattana today, waiting for some minor official to turn up and login to his department’s website so I can measure the data transfer and project from that to large scale use requirements.

He showed up briefly at 11am, disappeared, and has since been disinclined to turn up again, presenting instead a series of deferrals. Now he wants to come tomorrow.

I got fed up twiddling thumbs, programmed the computer to upload its access logs every hour, and walked up to the historic town area.
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