Being off Facebook, I’ve been entirely oblivious to my friend Viraj’s famed middle-finger. I knew that he has been on Jeopardy and I knew that he’s had some pretty impressive win — the rock I live under isn’t that big — but I wasn’t aware that there was more to that. When I ran into Viraj this afternoon, he was pretty excited:
“Chip, I’m famous now!”
“What? Did you win that $100k?”
“I can’t say, but google my name!”
So I googled “Viraj” and saw this:
Continue reading “[Day 290] Did Viraj Mehta really flip off American people on TV?”
Ho Chi Minh City administrators just released a video that is supposed lay out some etiquette dos and don’ts for tourists. Wonderful idea in theory, but the universal reaction I’ve received from foreigners living in Vietnam is:
Continue reading “[Day 247] Tourists to Saigon: “Are you f**king kidding me?””
Background information: all my roommates are chess players and they exercise about once a year.
“I feel bad for gymnasts. Nobody gives a **** about them until the Olympics.”
“Why does that girl have her makeup on? Did she wake up this morning telling herself that I’m gonna sweat my ass off today I’d better do it in style?”
Continue reading “[Day 91] Sh*t my roommates say while watching the Olympics”
The stoner: the guy who just hit a bong and reeks of liberalism and is probably on the wrong train.
The Oprah: the person who always runs into one friend or another on the train and decides that it’s the perfect time for a deep, soul searching, and revealing conversation.
The novice DJ: that one guy who doesn’t exactly have a refined taste in music but likes to play his music really loudly from his phone’s speaker.
Continue reading “[Day 89] 10 people you meet riding BART in the Bay Area”
Living a non-driving adult life in Bay Area means that I will have to Uber a lot. On an average day, I take two Uber trips, and on days when I go out, I’d easily make 5 or 6 or even more Uber trips. In San Francisco, Uber has “UberPool” in which you share a Uber with random strangers. I always feel slightly excited whenever I take a UberPool because you never know who you are going to meet. As my friend Tucker put it, UberPool is like a chatroulette on the go. With San Francisco being the heart of all kinds of ideologies, movements, tech, arts, expressions and the home of all kinds of people: startup founders, software engineers, activists, artists, chefs, new age bums, hipsters, nouveau riche, old rich, you never know who you are going to meet.
Continue reading “[Day 72] San Francisco’s Chatroulette on the Go”
So I asked my professor for recommendations for a book to read this summer and he gave me this excellent read. An unexpected blockbuster, it has 638 reviews on Amazon.
Continue reading “[Day 44] A must read book for the summer”