Rebuttal your Shuttle
February 21, 2008 – 3:25 am
Paritosh Mathur Paritosh Mathur if he were Prince Charles
Archive for February, 2008
February 21, 2008 – 3:25 am
My imagination
February 20, 2008 – 3:56 am
This is my friend Harvin Sethi.
This is my friend Harvin Sethi if he were a duck.
Not to be too political or anything…
February 19, 2008 – 7:47 pm
First of all..im not even a U.S Citizen so don’t flip out and be like OMGzzz PariAndHarvin officially endorse Obama, jimminy xmas folks. But, I, Harvin Sethi, do support Barack Obama. I even have a cool Obama webpage here. After sending out a blast today about the creation of Sikhs For Obama, I received an email from a friend from SepiaMutiny that simply said, if you want some reasons that will help you decide between Hillary and Obama, go to this site I created http://www.whyimvotingforobama.com
and now for some comedy, he also sent this video, with the humble phrase, “P.S., Perhaps the most compelling reason to vote for Obama:”
to end…I found an awesome random fact site, here are some of my favorites for today:
-The names of all the continents end with the letter they start with.
-On every continent there is a city called Rome.
-The electric chair was invented by a dentist.
-Mel Blanc, who played the voice of Bugs Bunny, was allergic to carrots.
and finally
-Every person has a unique tongue print.
so START LICKING PEOPLE
love,
Harvin
If only, If only…
February 19, 2008 – 2:28 am
If I had three arms, I would…
- Be an amazing juggler.
- Shampoo my hair while petting a cat.
- Shift gears, hold the steering wheel, and talk on the cell phone while driving a Dump Truck on Highway 101 with no pants on.
- Sucker punch you four times in a row. You wouldn’t even know what hit you. And then once you finally did, I’d scream “Hey, I have three arms, isn’t that awesome!” You’d be like “Oh dude, for sure!” and then I’ll say “Cool, buy me an I-phone!” And then you’d have to buy me an I-phone.
- Be able to count to fifteen and then refuse to count to anything higher.
- Be a crazy break-dancing machine.
- Milk a cow twice as fast as you.
- Type and maneuver the mouse at the same time.
- Be amazing at Guitar Hero 3
- Hold two swords and a shield. Ultimate protection if I ever decide to become a knight.
- Confuse little children. Tell them my Dad was a squid and my Mom a turtleneck sweater.
- Have three girlfriends and it’d be okay.
poke you back
February 18, 2008 – 3:17 pm
I poked you back Pari, now buy me a 98 lexus…and a golden rickshaw….you also have a typo in your blog..find it.. and feel free to listen to my song “poke you back” on our audio page! bam!
Poke It!
February 18, 2008 – 10:33 am
I went on a facebook poking spree today for the first time. I’ve never done anything like that before. It felt liberating.
Usually, I have never been the one to poke on facebook. I have always been the recipient of the pokes. I realized also, that I am a very bad re-poker. People ask me why I haven’t returned their pokes? To me, a poke is a gift. I say thank you in my head and go on with my life. In real life, if I get poked by a friend, I giggle. Im very ticklish you know.
I realized I am ticklish everywhere. Im pretty sure I’m even ticklish in the forehead. I dislike when people think they’re acting funny and try to gang tickle you. I think it’s the most extreme form of terrorism know to man.
Have you ever tried to tickle a girl and instead of laughing she just screams obscenities with extreme anger like she’s possessed by Satan? And as she laughs the words that come out of her mouth are just mind boggling. Girls are supposed to be cute and proper. But nevertheless, here are the top three phrases I’ve heard while girls are getting tickled:
- “I will eat your babies!”
- “Stop! I will rip your face off its hinges!”
- “I am going to pee on you! Seriously, I am going to pee on you!”
Anyway, I decided to start a Poke War with Harvin. He doesn’t know about it yet cause I haven’t told him, but he has twenty four hours to poke me back otherwise he loses. If he loses he has to buy me a Mercedes.
Sometimes I’m mistaken for being Mexican
February 16, 2008 – 5:56 pm
It’s true. My driver’s license picture does not help, I was even held overnight in Tijuana back in college trying to get back into the U.S. In addition, since I moved to California 6 years ago, there have been numerous occurrences of people coming up to me and speaking 2 straight minutes of Spanish, until I sheepishly say “umm…hola, es toy un gordita” and they just look back at me and say, “I’m sorry for your parents.” All of this, combined with my sometimes obsessive use of the phrase “fergalicious” has inspired me to share a video that was passed onto me by a longtime friend. Enjoy, and blow besos.
The future Mathur’s
February 16, 2008 – 10:06 am
But as far as my sons, I’ve already thought this through. They will all grow up and be part of my production team and listen to my instructions while I sit in my Director’s chair. Together we will produce blockbuster films. The following are descriptions of my future children:
My first child, Chicken McNugget Mathur, will be the sharpest tool in the shed: smart, organized, and extremely diligent. I will make him the Producer.
The second son, All-Star Mathur, will be very social and a team player. I will make him my right hand man as the Assistant Director.
My third son, Chapstick Mathur, will be extremely creative, as well as technically sound. He will be the artist and have total command of the film medium. I will make him the Director of Photography.
My fourth son, is going to be the core of this team. He will be eloquent and have an extreme command for rhetoric. He will get an 800 on his SAT Verbal and know how to charm the ladies using simply his words. Dump Truck Mathur will be my Writer.
Now statistically speaking, since I have all boys, one of them is bound to turn out gay for no apparent reason. This might make me uncomfortable at first, but I will soon get over it very quickly. I have nothing against being Gay, in fact I welcome it, because my fifth son, Champagne Supernova Mathur will be the most crucial part of the team as the Production Designer. He will make the sets elegant and extremely stylized.
The Mathur Production team is guaranteed to win Academy Awards. Just you watch.
Facebook and Babies
February 15, 2008 – 9:55 pm
These are two things that I can’t resist. If my family is reading this, don’t worry, I don’t have a child, nor will I any time soon. With that out of the way, “CrackBook” is taking over my life. It’s on my blackberry, when I take pictures, I can upload them straight to the Fbook, and tag the heck out of whatever I want. This has made me a sort of freelance photographer/journalist/Wolf Blitzer. I want to name my child Wolf Blitzer. Second, children are crazy. Here are a few funny videos of children I found on YouTeewwwB.
Two weeks
February 13, 2008 – 6:45 pm
It’s officially been two weeks since I shaved my face last. This was part due to my laziness and part “lets try something new” phase. I must add though, since I am Indian, the beard grew in very evenly and proportionally. Then I got more lazy. Now I look like BigFoot’s nephew.
I went to the post office today and the guy standing behind me was wearing a “My son is in the navy” shirt. He looked at me and I looked at him. I smiled and nodded. He looked serious and constipated.
In my mind I was like “Dude, don’t start with me, i’ll straight up give you a hug right now.” But then I stopped. Are people with beards allowed to give hugs these days? Whats the protocol with hugging these days?
Harvin and I are down with hugs. Drop us an E-hug at pandh@pariandharvin.com and we’ll E-hug you back. This country needs more love in the air.
Holler.