Clarke's Law of Revolutionary Ideas
Every revolutionary idea -- in Science, Politics, Art or Whatever -- evokes three stages of reaction.
They may be summed up by the three phrases:
1."It is completely impossible -- don't waste my time."
2."It is possible, but it is not worth doing."
3."I said it was a good idea all along."


Mini Blogger's meet.


Just back from what was a Mini Blogger's meet. Or was it a Blogger's Mini meet.
Truly, it proved to me that Indian Time is IST + 1/2 hour.
Correction.
Make that 1 hour.


While I was getting ready to come - to JavaGreen, a coffee and drinks outlet in Adyar, I called up Ravages aka Chandrachoodan, he said that we would be meeting between 5:30 and 6 pm. I graced the occasion by my presence at 6:15 pm. The rest started arriving after 6:30pm. The last person came at around 6:45pm.
The total tallied to 8: Ravages, Lazy Geek, Swami, Senthil, Deepak, Krithika and Balaji.
While we pondered over the decision of whether to eat there as the contingent was too big for that place, the rains which had avoided Madras stringently for the past month suddenly started pattering their drops lopsidedly all around us.
We waited for it to subside from a sharp shower to a drizzle, and then decided continue the "meet" at Shakes and Creams.
So while we did grasshopper-hopping over puddles and ditches and butterfly-fluttering over little ponds to reach to that place, the rain started to increase in intensity. So, for a while we took shelter under an overbridge ("Bridging the blogger's meet?")
At that place.
Over handfuls of Afghan raisins while deciding the menu, we discussed almost all matters under the sun - or the rain at that time. Including movie reviews, book reviews, funny incidents and anecdotes alike.
We also had a pass at Ravages' post of Junior Copywriter. Last time, it was his Selective Amnesia. (He selectively forgot about that too.)
While I had a Belly-Dancer to entertain me, others went to a high with scoopfuls of Brown Sugar. A love traingle was also enacted with the Sultana's Romance.
Finishing touches given by exclusive scoops about upcoming future posts in the next month by the bloggers there.
A couple of snaps that I had got.

Lazy geek, the money handler.
A tradition of catching the money-handler off gaurd.

The entire gumbal, except me.
Couldnt help but cut off Ravages.