Wednesday, September 30, 2009

music stuff

And the man in the back said "EVERYONE ATTACK!" and it turned into a ballroom blitz:



I want to taste you but your lips are venomous POISONNN...you're POISONN running through my VEINS!!!

Alice Cooper - Poison!

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Not if you were the last Economist on earth

The following is an imagined conversation between William Buiter and Dan Ariely (look up Buiter's latest article on Financial Times for background)

To be sung to the tune of "Not if you were the last junkie on earth" by The Dandy Warhols

I never thought you’d be a traditionalist
Because rationality is so passe.
But today,
If you think that I don’t know
About loss aversion and
Reference dependence,
You’re insane, or your
A fool who hasn’t paid attention
To a word that I say.

In a way, I can’t
Help but feel responsible.
After all, this is what
My experiments say.

But I never thought you’d be a rationalist
Because preferences are so passe
Now a-day.
You never thought you’d randomize
Just be cooler in an obvious way.
I could say, shouldn’t you have run
A couple time-series and decided
That you would rather have it any day.

In a way
I can’t help but feel responsible,
I always knew that you were running around
With your Markov chain

But I never thought you’d be an economist
Because demand and supply is so passe hey.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

It's funny how sometimes when you recall something from years ago, it's almost like that person was someone else, although it was you.

The first time I heard Nothing Else Matters, it was back in 11th standard. It's funny to think of the kind of life I had then, and what I have now; what had been gained and lost and all that.

Although, to be honest, life now is - almost - as perfect as it could be (not quite perfect but close) it's always easy to feel nostalgic about the past. Even if life's been strictly increasing in terms of "happiness" or whatever, since then.

Maybe we are all a collection of once dead people, and reading/writing/listening is a way of getting them back to life. It is at times like these I wish I was in Delhi, but that might make me sad, because the Delhi I recall is gone now. If only we could combine the best of everything in life in one great year, would you want that?