Rohit's Realm - June 2004
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June 13, 2004
Over the years, I seem to have acquired a reputation for cynicism, bitterness, and negativity, not undeservedly I suppose, and as most who have met me in person will claim (erroneously, of course), most of it is pretense and posturing. However, what I hope to discuss in this entry is something I feel very strongly about, and should be misconstrued neither as farce nor facetiousness. (As an aside before I begin, let me also note that I have used The O.C.
correctly in the title of this entry—it is an entry about the Orange County variant, but I am not from the Orange County, despite what Fox might have you believe.)
June 27, 2004
Remember that dorky club from high school: the Future Business Leaders of America? Well, how about the Future Drug Lords of America? Why do I mention this? Because I'm looking to join the latter. Hey, you should be happy I didn't say I wanted to join the former.
June 02, 2004
Hi, may I speak with ... Mr. um ... Nafada? Nafadae? NAFTA?
And so, with that ridiculous opening, comes another wasted five minute call of pure, unadulterated harassment.
June 28, 2004
Standing in line in front of the Landmark Theatre in Berkeley, waiting to see Michael Moore's much publicized Fahrenheit 9/11, I couldn't help but wonder whether I wasn't really in Newport Beach. It might as well have been Orange County, for the lack of diversity in the crowd was almost as startling as the number of crazy, rich, liberal white folks that turned out from the hills to rowdily deride George W. Bush. Wasn't Michael Moore supposed to be all about minorities? Nevermind. Let's talk about the movie.
