Showing posts with label Christoff's Mindless observations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christoff's Mindless observations. Show all posts

Friday, September 17, 2010

Posts form Nepal.

Posts from Nepal in no particular order or relevance... Part Zero!

Observations...

9/17/10 8:43pm EST or so my iPhone tells me.

3.5 hours into at 14 hour flight and I must admit, I am pretty happy with my choice of air service providers.

In all honesty, the meal of chicken tika salad pistachio rice pudding and plain yogurt was by far superior to any cattle class meal I have had on any other member of the star alliance they are trying to join.

Too shelf liquor serves gratis too boot, too bad I am dry in anticipation of the long march forward. Wonder if Mao got a little hair of the dog during campaign to oust the kaomantang.

USB power, iPhone happy; when will Americans catch on. I suppose as a nation we have all but forgotten what it is to use a service, more often than not it is the service provider dictating to us what we as a consumer get.

Seriously, and bottled water at every seat?

Sadly no wifi, suppose I didn't need at 14 hour reddit marathon anyway. r/no_plug_intended

Note to self, iPhone notes is the worst program to engage in written observations with and by written I am using the phrase liberally. As this will likely go up on v. Savages unedited; it's not likely to win any pulitzers. Grammar and spelling police likely to be on patrol in full riot gear.

Annoying, the human element...


The Indian fellow next to seems fecundated with the "new English" movie section, seems odd to me that a guy with a US passport has never heard of any of the movies, new or old. Sure I didn't see the remake of clash o the titans or date night, but "what is chariots of fire about?" and "the dirty dozen, is it ok for me to watch that in pubic?". I'll let home slide on the good the bad and the ugly because the only one who could be in a western more blatantly raciest or pack more stereo types into an hour forty-five is the Duke. God that guy was an asshole!

2:00 o'clock, Jennifer Lopez, a desi female and a two legged dog dragging a rickshaw? Who the writes this shit? Guess this answers the question why I am trying to estimate how many seconds it will take the unscientific map to get from the edge of Greenland to Iceland at 1017 km/h. I don't give it more than 97, max.

Hum, bottom of plane camera... Nothing but static, hope it isn't a message from the gas huffing oracles from mt Vesuvius. Achilles wouldn't take these odds. Was more of a hector fan anyway.

Nothing so easy to obsess about with the desis. Jesus, the French really do make it easy.

World clock what the fuck moment.
Current time: New Delhi, India. 6:59am (tomorrow)
Current time: Kathmandu, Nepal. 7:15am (tomorrow)
Granted time us a man made concept, suppose I am just use to living on hourly divisions.

Adult humanoids, more annoying that infants. Hey lady, shut the hell up, I don't care that your single serving friend played footsie with you on his sleep. Shit happens. I'm not even sure she has a seat mate, for all I know it's Tyler fucking Durdan. Go make some soap and shut the fuck up

The grinding highs of what can only described as one of the most violent dubstep sets i have ever listened to is noticeably disturbing my 3 o'clock, he is starting to twitch in his upper extremities. His eyes wide as a dear in headlights, staring through the wall in slightly darkened bulkhead ahead. This must have been what it was like for Noriega inside the Vatican embassy with Reagan's marines outside for those 30 some odd days. Unlike Noriega, this guy could go back to his ticketed seat and stop pushing my arm of my armrest. How do I know it is mine? In a commercial aircraft? A) my poorly constructed aluminum food tray folds out of it. And B) I saw his ass move from his ticketed seat two rows ahead at 30B forty-five minuets into the flight. By any house rules this shit is mine.

Wonder what the longest "notes" note recorded in history was? Scratch that, don't want to know but am sure to give it a run for it's money,

Novelas Indian style...

11 o'clock ( direction not time)

The middle aged woman seems to be watching the Indian version of gladiator, no bollywood shuffle but super high budget. The lady of affection is bar far the most gorgeous desi I have ever seen and the main male protagonist, is the size of Andre the giant with a face a charming as that drunk kiwi. I sure hope the maharajah gets it.

Really wish it had subtitles, sure it give anything on the "latest english" menu a trashing.

Console game selection...

Filed under arcade

Fruit punch, icy blast, manika and snoodles.

"Snoodles: Whet you appetite for fun controlling thus crazy snoodle as it gobbles on power pellets!! The object of the game is to help the snoodle eat up all the pellets that appear on the screen. Use the arrow keys to help it slither away from certain death!!!"

And we winder people want to become a shaheen and join the jihad. Given a childhood with these as the only option the choice this a no brainer. Note to the concessional comity on counter terrorism and the senate finance comity, send out a fucking pacman machine here and there and put an end to this shit for good.

The game play...

Jesus, the only thing slower than this in-flight console is an iPhone 3G with iOS4 on it.
Good news for those who ever owned an 82 ford focus, you will be use to the handling and it's responsiveness.

The game better known as "no English" other times referee to as "don't know any better"...

Jesus, forgot about this one until the lady decided to use my row as a crosswalk. Dude, seriously. who does that? Really? Act surprised when I yell "hey lady, what are you doing"? I didn't forget that we just got on the plane from New York or the fact that you are conversing with your friend in English.

The Egyptian rules queue.

A TSA agent kindly excuses himself as he wheels a man the better part of a century old through he endless line that snakes through the security section of the A section of terminal 4 like the Nile through the middle kingdom.

Slithering in tow a woman with a stylish hijab on a cellphone talking the soaps. Three adolescents in trail in the finest of jersey suburban gear. Hair and chains so fresh Polly D would have been proud.

The elder gentlemen with his escort moved into a position a few slots north of my location with and halts abruptly and starts speaking to the person on his left in polish. The two carry on for a minute or, come to sort of agreement and bid each other farewell.

As jersey shore starts that take up the rear it dawns on me that I have seen this maneuver before. Egyptian rules queue are in effect? It is 12 hours from Egyptians airspace at best, this shit ain't foible to fly at JFK, you could get killed for way less out side the terminal in Jamaica.

This must be stopped at all cost.

Only possible solution to halt a dangerous president allowing the Egypt sweep is to employ the south Jamaica stomp.

As the little situation made his pass I seeped on his dragging bag fastener and stopped him dead like a hemmy with a ceased piston. Young situation looked up and exclaimed no English to which I turned and looked at hijab soap who then exclaimed "come on boys, that is far enough". Seriously people, have you no shame?

One would think as a parent you would want yo teach your children how to work with in the system not how to get around it.

Reminds me of an article I saw on the post online addition recently (don't judge me, it was linked).

Capitalism, a war story.

A 12 year old girl in upstate ny was ticketed by the police for opening a soft drink stand on a downtown street corner with the help from her dad. After a number if hours of peddling her wares, police arrive at the scene and ticket the poor girl for vending without a hack license.

As the comment roar on, pope are getting more and more enraged about how the police harassed this poor little girl. Perhaps they missed the larger point. Granted we live in a capitalist society and entrepreneurship is encourages, but there are rules to it. The lesson had the girl learned had she not been stopped would not have been that of free markets, but rather, it ok to cheat the system for money.

The most likely scenario is that a local vendor called the police, pissed that they had to pay taxes and rent fir their corner.

7 or so hours in...

Jesus, I have way too much time on my hands. For gods sake, I'm only over Lille'.

The state af American film.

Really Jennifer Lopez fighting with a two legged dig over a pregnancy test? Fir the love golf god.

Cue next scene, over and over again.

The seat nomad next to me keeps replying the scene with Jennifer Lopez on the elliptical machine. Sure I was impressed too by the way she powered through it and perhaps a little jealous but it has to get old at some point.

Over Iran two and a half hours to go, that's more than I've had in days. About an harbor so from kabul, I'll quit my bitching because there is one thing that I am certain if and that is this plane is way more comfortable than a foxhole.

09/18/10 7:05am
Namaste India, once again.
All In all not a bad flight all things considered.

5:05 pm Indian time

I had forgotten just uninhabitable this land was, when they said 70deg they mist have meant 90 with 80% humidity. I forgot how hard the life was here and the medicines necessary to make it bearable. This I was reminded of by the haze of hashish smoke that drifted over me as I moved past the hard of men making large swatches of dirt into mud across for the new terminal.

The addition to the airport are vast and expansive, quite the marble considering what it looked like last time I was here. The one thing India has is people and labor is cheap if nothing else.





Sent from my iPhone

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Too many serious posts lately, time for more mindless ranting.

Mindless observations from central park.

1) Who buys this crap?


When ever I go to the park, there is always an endless precession of these vendors selling generic photos of new york city and central park in winter/spring, yet I have yet to see anyone buy any of these fabulous pieces of art let alone walk into someone's home in new york and see one hanging on the wall. Clearly they must make enough to pay for their hack license and i suppose enough to eat but where does the merchandise go? It is as if there is some void that swallows the "art" and regurgitates money. And is this what happens when you move to new york to become an "Artist" after college and discover that the world thinks your no warhol; thus doomed to a life of street art sales associate? Suppose it is better than being a walmart super store sales associate, same amount of insurance coverage anyway.

2) people in new york resemble their dogs, do they buy dogs that match their personalities on purpose or is it their subconscious that drives the purchase?

Take the two subjects to the left for instance.

Dog A), small, yapping, in your face and overtly shaking. From my observations the owner, his yapping in your face behavior came in the form of snark and sarcasm, I don't doubt that if push came to shove he would stand there shaking like a bald little chihuahua.

Dog B) much like his owner was a mild mannered friendly individual, burly but but super friendly. However; he had the swagger of an ex-marine or perhaps a former apartheid soldier. Friendly on the surface but when in a bind has no problem slaughtering the first available animal for a dinner of bush meet.

3) the diametrically apposed fringe of the park crowd.


Although there is great diversity in the fare weather park crowd, there are two groups that stand at the extreme polar opposite, they fall into the following categories: the uncomfortable over dressed and the near naked sunbather.

The first group make every uncomfortable, I didn't take any photos but these are the people who are wearing jeans, a sweater, and a sun hat in the park when it is over 90 degrees out. I understand that you have a fundamental fear of a tan, perhaps like a vampire but wouldn't it have been mush easier to stay indoors?

The far left of this is the urban sunbather. Although central park is not nearly as bad as the high line with all the people having sex in the windows of the Standard Hotel, it is almost nearly perverse. Although I do not mind seeing a woman in a bikini with the body of an olympic athlete taking in the rays, it may have some profound on little jimmy. It would be really embarrassing to get your first erection in the park after viewing a almost nude tight bodied sun bather. I understand that Manhattan is far from the beach, but come on, there are no shortage of tanning salons or pools in the city, perhaps a more appropriate venue for bearing almost all.

That's it, Christoff out -->

Monday, April 19, 2010

Observations from the pool in Luxor Egypt.


A note about Europeans while on vacation, whether in north africa it
anywhere else; it would seem that the older and more out of shape you
are the less clothing you are to ware around the pool or gym.
Seriously? 65 and in a spedo or 55 and morbidly obese and in a bikini?
And what is the deal with having 8 - 10 year olds in bikinis? This is
the middle east for Christ's sake, as if isn't insulting enough to
the cultural sensitivities of the people, what about the pedobear
factor?

And another thing, what us the deal with people swimming in sun glasses?

The British love the all inclusive holiday, I suppose I can't blame
them. What is not to like, airfare, hotel and meals; only downer is
they never leave the pool. Might as well have stay-cautioned in bloody
England. Seems like a shame to fly to Egypt and have never left the
pool and seen the sights...

Euro tourists observations continued.

What is the deal with the French? They seem to travel in packs like
wild jackals. Do jackals even travel in packs? Guess that is one I
will have to wikipedia when I get an Internet connection.

Note to self, perhaps iPhone note app isn't the best medium for
scribing these observations; then again I'm no boroughs.

WTF moment, is that german swimming with quetips in
His ears? Perhaps it is the latest and greatest in Japanese technology.

Speaking of the Japanese they seem to devoid in this hotel. In all the
places I have traveled this pool may be the one time there wasn't an
armada of japanese tourists armed with the latest in electronic
gaditry. Then again, the Japanese don't tend to idle their time
whether at work or on holiday.

Note to self part daux, remember to add photos of some of the freakish
phenomena.

The british news to invest in sun block technology, the may have had
the greatest empire in modern history but somehow missed the whole
innovation of sun screen. I don't know how many British people were
human going on lobster I've seen in my time but it never ceases to
amaze me. One would think all that time they ruled south Asia and the
african continent they would have learned by now. I don't know
perhaps it is just one of that is unavailable in the U.K. like toothpaste.

Day two by the pool and it is 103•f.

Seems as the British all inclusive crowd believe that if you take a
lounge chair by the pool, you are entitled to it all day. Seems
however that the Germans beg to differ. An altercation erupts when the
germans challenge this assertion; chruchill is turning in his grave,
Germans 1, the queen 0.

I must admit I was as pissed as the Germans, there is no reason there
should be 50 lounge chairs by the pol with towels on them as if they
are being used with only 8 people in the pool. People have never
accused me o being the most civil of persons but those Germans have
stone far greater than my own.

Observations about the hotel Isis....
In the rooms there is a shameless promotion, "Write a positive review
on Trip Advisory and get 10% off or a free room upgrade". Funny thing
is, as I as in the lobby weighting a review, I selected the option "No
I would not recommend this hotel to a friend" and was promptly logged
off the wireless. Thinking this was an error, I logged on again. Fast
forward 3 more attempts to write a negative review and long and behold
the same outcome. Perhaps it was because I was using an iPhone rather
than a laptop with firebug that I didn't notice all page views and
button functions where being passed through an authenticated page from
the hotel. Seems that any attempt to press the no submit button were
governed b a JavaScript that results in a log off of authenticated
session thus preventing negative feedback from with the hotel;
shameless to say the least.

Captain's log, date 4/11/10

There has been an out break of varicose vains on the bridge. It would
appeared there has been a disruption in the manufacturing of gym
equipment in the european union. This phenomena may have originated
in the united states but seems the have become infectious and is
spreading. It is unknown if this contagion is water, airborne or
communicable, one thing is known however, if this doesn't stop soon it
may take over the entire colony.