Some under-developed in the mind person has tagged me to do this.
*Go to the 4th folder in your computer where you store your pictures
*Pick the 4th picture in that folder
*Explain the picture
*List 5 of your addictions
*Tag 4 people to do the same.
So I went to the fourth folder and picked the fourth picture. It’s a sleeping Sikh man at Boryspil Airport in Ukraine. Unless you have been to Ukraine, you cannot fathom what a weird sight this is.
Sikh man sleeping through the horrors of Boryspil airport in Kiev, Ukraine
Five obsessions: forth comes the bitter truth – I am not a woman of fine tastes.
1. Idiotic things that people do/say
I am a hater of stupid people, and yet I love the display of human stupidity, including my own. I am an active reader of the Darwin Awards and I love Paris Hilton. Maybe she will make an appearance there one day.
2. Madness, mischief, misconduct.
Shortly, all sorts of demented behavior are attractive to me. I also love display of madness in art, lit, music or wherever else. I gloat over things like Lolita, Doors of Perception, Der Tod in Venedig, etc etc.
I mean, what could be more brilliant than rolling models in a speacially designed blue paint and then smearing them over large pieces of canvas? I love you, Yves Klein.
3. Barbie, Barbie looking women
Unfortunately, the only real Barbie I have ever owned was a Mattel one, given to me by my friends when I lived in Germany 2 years ago. My friends are no different from me. See point one and two for clarifications.
Furthermore, a dedicated feminist, I have spent hours with my guy friends checking out unbelievable Barbie-looking Slavic women who you can get online and have them shipped to your doorstep within days. If you are about to accuse me of being a chauvinistic male, take that back right now! First of all, I read Esther Boserup, have you? Secondly, see point one and two.
P.S. it’s Mattel’s 50 year bday on March 6th. And no, I am not checking out Barbies online all day long. I just read the Economist.
4. Kerala food: I think that is the real reason why I am so diligintly working on moving to India. This post is a vivid example of this diligence.
That’s fish moilee. If you want a receip, give me a shout.
5. My blackberry.
This blog is a living proof of it.
I tag…
uhm… i have no friends. i need to dwell on this one.