It happens with Kurt Vonnegut, Chuck Palahniuk, xkcd, and A Softer World (I can’t really bring myself to read ASW for long). An alternating feeling of being socked in the gut and then kicked in the head when you’re down. And then wondering, how does he know?.

Then there’s the one about Gandhi.

Oh, and last May, I got one of these:


What is it? Nothing much, other than open to interpretation. :-) The tat’s done by Deep at Dark Arts, Frazer Town, Bangalore. Didn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would (some disappointment there). Thanks to for the pointer.