Something which explains my life right now
The important joke, for me, is one that's usually attributed to Groucho Marx; but, I think it appears originally in Freud's "Wit and Its Relation to the Unconscious," and it goes like this - I'm paraphrasing - um, "I would never want to belong to any club that would have someone like me for a member." That's the key joke of my adult life, in terms of my relationships with women.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Crash in Gurgaon
After two encounters with buses and cars in two weeks on the Delhi Gurgoan highway.....something from a movie
It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In Gurgaon, nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something
It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In Gurgaon, nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something
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