20 miles on a cool cloudy Sunday morning
From the bartender’s corner – Swedish Fish
Initially wanted to make a stiff drink – given the cool, breezy, rainy weather. Eventually, decided to switch to a sweeter, limey drink. Have not made a Swedish Fish in a long time.
Vodka, Triple Sec, Cranberry juice and lime juice. The proper drink carries no garnish. I put in an orange twirl to go with the Triple Sec.
After the Rains – Freshly Showered…
After the Rains – Hanging On…
Puzzle: Boarding a plane
Last morning, I was having a rather humorous email exchange with some of my friends from my previous job when one of them, Gasan, sent a very interesting puzzle. This is not that simple. What is surprising is his kids got this problem as a homework problem. Also Raj let me know that the answers are all over the internet. So, if you want to exercise your brain, do not Google it up. After you have given it whatever time you want to give, feel free to look up the answer.
Meanwhile, just to show how much fun we had as a team – or rather the team had at my expense, I am going to copy Gasan’s articulation of the problem as is…
A line of 100 airline passengers are waiting to board a plane. They each hold a ticket to one of the 100 seats on the flight. (for some reference, let’s say that the nth passenger in line has a ticket for the seat number n.)
Unfortunately, the first person in line is a crazy bald headed guy named Rajib, and will ignore the seat number on their ticket, picking a random seat to occupy. All the other passengers including Gasan, Chris, Sunjay, even Raj and Karthik are quite normal, and will go to their proper seat unless it is already occupied. If it is occupied, they will then find a free seat to sit in, at random.
What is the probability that the last (100th) person to board the plane will sit in their proper seat (#100)?
Officially feeling better
From the bartender’s corner – Patsy Stone-tini
Poet unknown…
“Aap gairon ki baat karte hain
Humne to apne bhi aazmayen hain
Log kaaton se bachke chalte hain,
Humne to phoolon se zakhm khaayen hain!!”
Roughly translated…
“You keep complaining about strangers
I have tried my own loved ones too
People try to stay clear of thorns
And I have been hurt by flowers!!”
From the bartender’s corner – 727
Trying to fend off this pesky allergy-fever-cold down-in-the-dumps feeling with this stiff pick-me-upper while laying in the sun.
Equal parts vodka, grand marnier, kahlua and irish cream.
I will have to do the research on why is it called a 727. Unless they expext you to drink this from seven to seven, haha 😉







