Five years I have been parking my car at the North Gold parking at Atlanta airport every single week. Have seen a lot of things – but an open wine bottle – pretty costly at that – with almost all the wine still in it – that is a first!!
Evidently, I have been missing all the real tailgate parties 🙂
I hope there will be some cheese left in front of my car when I return 🙂

And if it was not a party, then what were they thinking? If there is anything more dangerous than drinking and driving, it is drinking and parking. Accidents cause people 🙂 🙂

Today is “wacky socks” day at school for Nikita. I am always delighted by the luxuries of life kids of our generation enjoy. Most of my school life, I had just one pair of socks. I suspect though, after the passage of certain time, they also became wacky :-).
As I came down the stairs this morning, I saw Nikita at the breakfast nook with these socks on. Just to get her charged up a little early in the morning, I loudly said “They live up to their name alright”.
She kept her calm – except as I passed her, I heard her muttering under her breath – “This, from the guy who shaves his head” 🙂

Touche again!

I love the NFL this year. It is like there are three teams playing against each other – the home team, the visiting team and the replacement refs! 🙂

This morning, I overheard Natasha (14 years) talking to her mom about some friend of hers breaking up with her boyfriend. I was half following the conversation when I heard her say “.. Boys are so mushy mushy”. In a valiant effort to defend my brethren, I immediately threw the penalty flag and engaged myself in the conversation. “What do mean boys are mushy mushy”, I ventured to ask. The response, befitting any self righteous teenager (which I think means all of them ), was swift and garrulous 🙂 The flurry of words ended with something like “… He was overdoing the boyfriend thing”. Not to be cowed down, I pressed on

I: “How do you know when he is “overdoing” it?”.

Tasha: “Well, when the boy becomes possessive”.

I: “All boys become possessive of their girlfriends. I know I was”.

Tasha: “And see how well they turned out for you”.

Touche!

[Mentally, I was like “Dang it, Rajib, next time stick to engaging in verbal duels with Nikita (8 years). You cannot out speak a teenager and it is absolutely pointless to do so with the wife anyways. Invariably it will end with a sigh and a “Fine” which means you have inevitably reached the point where it is anything but” :-)]

My flight this morning was horribly late and I gave up all hopes of going back home to change and went straight to office in jeans and my printed shirt (see pic) to some hilarious effects.
The classiest one was from Dudley – “Boss, the 70s called. They want their shirt back” 🙂

This captures the craze for iPhone 5 very subtly and suitably!!

USA Today headline -“Congress to adjourn early”. Of course, as we all know, this is because Congress has gotten so many things done already so efficiently….

If you know me even in the passing, you probably know that I make friends with anybody and everybody 🙂 I always am curious to know the background, likes, dislikes, aspirations and so on of anybody I meet. Now, this habit of me making friends with total strangers in cabs, hotels, airports, bars, coffee shops and so on and then adding them on Facebook so I can continue to be in touch with them is utterly ridiculed and often outright trashed by my wife and daughters.

Nikita always warns me of “Stranger danger” – like I am a eight year old like her.

But the following conversation on Saturday was too hilarious. We had just come out of the restaurant where I made friends with this particularly nice server who has great aspirations in his life. Anyways, back in the car, Niki asked “Why do you make friends with everybody”? I said “Life is too short not to make friends”. Her immediate retort was “Yeah, and life is not a Facebook webpage either”.

I was totally stumped. 🙂

When you get really “possessive” about your coffee…. 🙂