No More Pug Marks...

After a quiet century, the Buffalo Soldier answered many a journo's recession hit prayer, and last week is dedicated to him. Starting off with an almost-aborted commencement at Notre Dame that elicited many a Catholic 'Tch' (pronounced sacrilege!!), he went on to battle the Quail-hunter on the issue of nasty foreign imports (not necessarily found in iraq, unlike weapons of mass destruction...). Can we possibly Git-mo(re)? Then a louder noise (something like 20 kilotons of KABOOM!!?) arose from behind Kim Jong il(l?)'s plutonium curtain (gotta move on with times... iron is outdated.Period.) Can the Buffalo Soldier moo any louder? Further East, somewhere very close to the Prime Meridien, even louder noises were heard, when nearly-pink-slipped tax payers realised the cost of a state-of-the art Home Theatre system. And a mortgage on a second house. And some uninsured (read 'worthless') old furniture. And some ear-buds (???). Clear equation: people taxed => Speaker axed. Next up: eU. By the way, Turbaned men(1) are resilient. You just can't Swat them, apparently. Head count: 35+. Watch out Rambo. The Emerald Isle always looked like a tear drop. Its official, that was a Tamil tear drop. On the bright side, Sariska has company... Where would you find 79 raving sycophants in one room? Take a wild guess.... (this line goes up the faker's @#$ ... coward!!) Drunken monkeys couldn't tame Chargers in the Bullring. Solid willow, on the other hand, could've stood a better chance. Many a veteran bit the Red dust, while come-back queens shouted their way through (louder than all sounds mentioned hitherto, of course...), but they're not renaming it Roland Gallows. Danny boy (still) hearts slumdogs. So did the corporation before the elections. Angels and Demons are richer by 270 odd mill. Ratty's not grinning any more... Talented Dreamers dreaming Dreams almost Boyled over, the myopic Eye sees 6/6 again, Atlantis prays to Zeus (little Johnny wants to play (with Kat???)),Royal snubs ruin D-Day? ... but the week clearly belonged to the Buffalo Soldier... until next time...

ps: feel free to vote... won't ruin your finger with ink here....

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We're Back Folks!!!

The Buffalo soldier, having completed an unusually silent century, decided to raise the decibel level - he drone-d on and on about turbaned men(1), erstwhile Mush-land, tamed Tigers (talk about Government come-backs!!), (bee pee oh!! sorry... ;) ) mooooo... Anyway, the now employed former (white)house-wife seems to be enjoying this pax-amreicana - almost vacationed in Mexico, but the swine flew there apparently (no, not Lewinsky ;) ). It, in fact, seems to be flying everywhere these days...(this post was not written wearing a mask.) Also flying out was a group of ophthalmologists (mind the tiles, I tell you...) to fix up an old eye. Expected to fly out - Space Shuttle Endeavour (to, possibly, fix up above mentioned ophthalmologists). Also flying was an old balloon-man, along with the hopes of tired out Pixar animators at the Beach. Heard, incidentally, at the Beach - Peach!! (l'O-real(?) ambassadors on the red carpet...) (heard here - Inglorious Basterds!!) long live flying things... (news of batting springbox omitted as a tribute to a certain faker...) Closer home, number games left and right for the centre!! New strains of influenza - elephant flu, bicycle flu, lantern flu, hammer-sickle flu ... (lost count) emerged at power corridors in Delhi (i.e., 10 Janpath and (Modi GPS reading)) Danny boy found his next cast :) (at least they just sell themselves...) Grand old John-cows found royal yellows annoying, de-multiplexed stars chose to vote(!!!), 'stay away from Piggy!',(meoww), 'eena?-meena?-deeka?'-Zuma, (the Polie-Jitts are still ahead of material mommy!!) and First lady is #98 (no, not in the braille version...) ... But taking the cake last week was Ratty.... not everyone can grin away at the Wailing Wall... (I, btw, am on a diet... :) )... until next week...

ps: Can't seem to find my shoe.... ;)
pps: title does not refer to me