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...Given that his life has already seen enough hardship and redemption to warrant full bluesman stature, Ponnudorai is unfazed by the indifference. A Tamil by ethnicity and Malaysian by birth, he grew up in the tin-mining town of Ipoh, the youngest of 10. Ponnudorai's parents were too poor to buy him a metronome: he learned his exquisite sense of timing by playing along to the creak of an old ceiling fan. Naturally left-handed, he taught himself to play on a right-handed guitar because it was cheaper than a model strung for left-handers (and this...
...individuality and merit in a country whose dysfunctional economy had forced them to choose a voluntary exile in order to pursue their career potential. To them, including myself, Sarkozy represents the hope that one day, they will be able to chase their entrepreneurial dreams in the land of their birth...
...Paris Hilton have collided, and the results aren't pretty. New York City artist Daniel Edwards, creator of a similarly taste-free Britney-giving-birth statue, has created Paris Hilton Autopsy, complete with removable organs. Blogsite DEFAMER wonders if the heiress "is presently savoring the prospects of long lines of East Coast [art] connoisseurs waiting patiently for their turn to handle her petrified innards." SCORE...
...variety of computer programming books and DVDs about snakes. Why? The former Harvard-Radcliffe Dramatic Club (HRDC) President and life-long techie once synthesized footage from “The Miracle of Life” and snake films for a Harvard production—a female character was giving birth to a reptile, and Ur wanted to shoot for verisimilitude. During his time at Harvard, Ur has also built a giant pirate ship, an enchanted forest that turns into Hell, an asylum made of glass, and a house on fire. He has worked on the technical aspects of nearly...
When Harvard’s notorious sex magazine “H Bomb” lost its student group status last month because of incomplete registration, the collective gasp was far quieter in the magazine’s death than it was in its birth. The images and the words from an activities fair of yesteryear are still fresh in my mind, when the main selling point for “H Bomb”—all two issues of it—was the chatter it generated beyond Harvard’s gates...