To foose, or not to foose - that, is the question?

I finally met my match - fyi, I abhor bragging, so I must clarify.
I finally met players that play like moi ...... and Lord bless everyone in heaven, on a Friday night!!

The day was a bit rough, couldn't get every line of code I wrote to work ......... but worse, couldn't debug everything that didn't work. But the worst thing was putting up with that ONE thing pestering me for the last three days - alas! some respite in foosball.
With the day just about over, and me ready to leave, it was only "something" that drew me to our foosball tables - at 12 in the night!
....and lo and behold - the 5 finest players I've met so far. As I write this crap, my wrist kinda hurts, but it's a strangely nice feeling after all..... after all those 120 minutes spent - yes, one.happy.ending.

And while I prepare myself, for improving my time/code/priorities managements skills ........
here's to all budding fooseball enthusiasts - never think twice, JUST FOOSE!

Who the fcuk is Alice ?

Just another naive blogger ...... hoping he can bring some order in chaos, by helping magnetize those randomly oriented dipoles out there - into something like this - that makes even more random sense. He got bored of waiting to see scraps from friends on Facebook, Orkut et leur genre ..... so he decided to start ..eh... resume blogging.

What would he write here? ..... daily reflections from his vindaloo-ed life, that might start looking up as he gives vent to those contained, restrained emotions - here.
He doesn't hope...that every second useless person comes here, and navigates himself amidst this mess. But then sometime....when he's talking about more important things...then - ah yes, wouldn't mind.

Before the next one comes........don't judge the rest of them based on this first one.