Cosmic Grin's new location

As Grinner, my task was to give Cosmic Grin a proper grinning face.

Till now, I have not been very satisfied with the image/success of Cosmic Grin. So, I have decided to restart a revamped and overpowered site for Cosmic Grin at CosmicGrin.com.

It will have poetry, philosophy, cosmic comedy, dirty talk, trash talk, put downs, jokes, seriously stupid shit (everything Makdis blogs), and personal intimate information (mostly what Grinner writes). Feel free to suggest categories. I am very very open to ideas. Oh, the new feature that will be added in the new site is going to be categorized blogs. So, you don't have to read all the crap I write all the time. I will also let people suggest me to move a particular blog from a certain category.

Things are still under rigorous construction there. But, I shall have it ready for selective public use shortly. Right now, it is a "hard hat area".

Please visit with extreme caution.

Thank you

-Grinner

Grinner's close encounter with the Grim Reaper

Tonight, I was driving back from San Jose. 4 hours and 40 minutes into the trip, 10 minutes from home, I am crossing Via De La Valle. This guy starts swerving on the road. I saw that and my first instinct was to slowly move away from him. As soon as I thought that, the guy hits the median at 90 mph. He side swipes the median, wakes up and takes a pretty sharp turn right. Subconsciouly, I had sped up a bit, and he misses me by a few feet, but ends up hitting the car to the right of me. This car was the reason I had to speed up instead of moving right.

All cars seemed to regain control SOMEHOW. May be the big G was watching over us. The sleeper pulled over within the next 1/4 of a mile.

Man, at this my heart was going faster than my car. I drove straight home and wrote this blog.

Anyways, on a happier note. If you are ever in San Jose, don't miss asking me where to go. I went on this drive called the 17 Mile Drive. 17 miles of pure heaven. My cousin and Bhabi were with me. I don't think the three of us had fun like this in a long time.

I am changing the time on this post a little bit to allow, Tom Jones' post to be on top.

-Grin at the Reaper

Cycling and Car Racing

I joined a Cycling class. I have been going there for 2 weeks now, twice a week. My butt hurts like I have recently switched my sexuality. I mean, its so bad, I have trouble sitting down.

There are 2 intructors Cheryl (hot), Sara ( not so hot... Too muscular for my liking). There is this girl Aaron. Its a girl. She is the prettiest girl I have seen in San Diego. And God she is friendly too.

Nice. Huh? Who wants to come to california now?

I am planning on buying a bike soon. I found a nice riding spot on the cliff of the pacific ocean. I would like to ride every evening, and watch the sun set. God (if I believed in God) would have to live in those waters.



Today, Tom Jones and I went to the Qualcomm Q Life fest. They had paintball. They had scuba diving. They had Bungee Jumping. And they had bumper car tracks. We went there to scuba dive, but, it was too packed.

So, we went to paintball and bumper cars instead. In the race, I was the last one starting, and first one ending, of course. Can you smell the ego?

-Egotistical Grin

RISK: The game that risks friendships

The quality of the blog had improved slightly, with Tom Jones' entry, so I had decided to let my crap come in slower. You know, to give a budding writer room to bloom. But, enough room.



On Tuesday, 5 of us decided to play Risk at my place. Right off the bat, I got attacked and virtually decimated, before I could have my first move. I lived the life of a cockroach 95% of the time.

Asif, by far is the best negotiator. Unlike in real life, the guy actually keeps his deals in the game. He is a little mad at me because of the game and other things, so, I will keep the wise-guy-jokes to a minimum. All, I have to say is, it is board game; not life. Chillax man. (trade mark- Asif)

So, I made a deal with Asif. He lets me live and I don't come down to South America. Well, what happens in risk is that, if you are complacent to someone, they take you out. Same as life. He was complacent. I almost wiped him out of 15-16 nations, in one blitz. Notice, I said almost. I left 2.

Then, Asif using his superior negotiating techniques, used stupid Tom Jones, to wipe me out. I foolishly thought Tom Jones was my buddy in all of this. With friends like these who needs enemies?

Things got a little sensitive. Guys... If you are reading this. It is just a game. So Chillax, don't climax (Trademark Grinner). We will play another more loving game next time. Have you heard of Taboo? We have to invite Kanta and Maya in for this one.

"Let the Blood Bath begin!"

Asif, I am sorry about kicking your ass in Volley Ball in the picnic Sunday. I had 3 teenie girls and a dopehead-N'SYNC-WANNABE loser on my side. Asif had Adil, and 4-5 other guys. He called it a girl-vs-guy. If guys play so bad, I am proud to be a girl! 15-7... Read and weep.

-Girly Grin

QUALCOMM picnic

Tomorrow is annual QUALCOMM picnic. Looking forward to meeting a lot of people there. I asked 2 (female) friends to join me. Both said "yes". :)

One of them has a freaking boyfriend. The other one, I like as a friend. So, shit out of luck for Grinner. Still... Who knows these things...

-Evil Grin

Roomba Scheduler

This baby cleans your house while you are away.

Thought, a slob like me should invest in this to keep my apartment vacuumed. For those of you who don't know me well, I have been known to be a dirty slob. Anything, shy of eating food off of the dirty carpet, I have done. (Well there was this one time, I believe I have done that too! So Scratch that!!!)

If you are a slob like me, look no further, Roomba Scheduler will schedule your housekeeping around the clock. It would be like a maid has been through your house and cleaned it like it was new. It does everything the maid does, except satisfying Erfan's vulgar urges.

Only $329.00. You don't even need to charge the thing, it charges itself. You just have to give it a bath once a week.

My new yuppy lifestyle requires I tell you about what cool stuff I buy online. I will also compare with your household shit, and tell you why yours sucks compared to mine.

If you want to buy one of these beautifes, just click here.

-Clean Grin

War of Words

People come and go...

Ticker keeps ticking...

No body wants to leave a comment, even when you ask for it...

What is this people? Obviously, you like reading my articles. (And thank you for that.) It is much easier to keep writing, if I get some feed back.

So, please be kind to the Grinner, and leave a comment or two. Or even a blog article or two. Come on people, get in gear.

If you like what I am writing, then you won't have trouble writing about it. If you don't like something, comment on that too, let me know what you don't like. May be the writing style. May be the content. May be the view point is skewed. Let me know. Or may be you are bunch of vouyers, who like to live your lives vicariously through other people, ME. Comment and participate in the orgy of words. Don't just stand and watch. Have courage. Say something.

This girl (no names) told me, I put a lot of guy-jokes in my blogs, so, she feels awkward commenting. But she reads it. Go figure. Now she is probably going to be mad at me. But, I am a guy, may be I don't do girl jokes. If you like girl jokes, come on. Blog it. We will laugh. I promise I won't delete anything, if I think it is too girlie or whatever.

Besides, I never delete other people's comments; I counter them.

Let the War of Words begin.

Iraqi Dinar

How many of you think, buying Iraqi Dinar at this point is a good idea?

Thinking deeply about this. Honest opinions are more than welcome. And let me know if you are buying IQDs. How much would you buy?

That's a 25000 IQD (= 17.0114 USD) bill.

The conversion was taken from
XE.com

- $Grin$