Wasilians, Bollyporn and Exes, oh my!

I’m starting to feel insulted by McCain’s choice of Sarah Palin as his running mate. And I’m more so insulted by her acceptance of the position. She has clearly shown herself to be completely unqualified for it, not having a single thing of intelligence to say regarding any of the issues that a vice presidential candidate should be concerned about. And that she is parading around trying to convince herself and the country that she’s not out of her league is what I find insulting. Yes I think there is a lot of stupidity in America. But we’re not that stupid. Her performance in last week’s debate was just short of painful, when she pretty much failed to answer a single question that was asked of her. I think a Sarah Palin flow chart has been making the rounds on the internet and it’s funny, but it’s more on the sad side as it was pretty much spot on. In my mind, her selection automatically disqualifies John McCain as being capable of running this country. Of all the possible Republican running mate choices, she was it? If you’re incapable of doing something as simple as choosing a solid running mate, then what is he going to do when the choices become more complicated than that? I’m not saying he hasn’t been a good senator. But the guy is clearly approaching senility. I don’t want a 72 year old president who left his wife for a younger and richer woman. To quote Chris Rock, how can you make choices that will affect the future when you’re not going to be a part of it?

My closet fob is rearing his head again. I went to Naz Cinema again for the first time since Race came out earlier this year. This time I watched Kidnap. It wasn’t…….entirely terrible. It had the potential to be good. And I liked the stance it took on the social issue it was exploring. The plot was clever, but it was just written badly. Another thing that bothered me was something that’s just a part of Bollywood that I’ll never get used to, something that’s a regular part of the porn industry. An older actor opposite a much younger actress. Sanjay Dutt is 49 years old and looks 10 years older than that. There is no way Vidya Maldave is anywhere close in age to 49. I’d be surprised if she was older than me. I don’t like how actresses in Bollywood are sidelined after a certain age. Granted, Vidya’s character was only supposed to be 36, but she looks way younger than that. They couldn’t get an actress in her mid-30s? That’s the way it is in porn. An actress basically falls off the map when she passes her mid-20s because men want to continually see really young girls or something. But this is a serious filmmaking industry. And film is a storytelling medium and should use the most effective methods for telling said story. Casting a talented actress aside because she’s not in her early 20s or she got married is ridiculous. The other thing that bothered me was that they wrote the age of the kidnapped daughter as 17, and then had her parading around in video hoe clothes in every scene, showing off her cleavage every chance she got. I know she’s not 17 in real life, but that they brought attention to her character’s young age just made me feel dirty ogling her. One thing I really liked about it was the parkour scene. You don’t really see it in too many movies. I think only a few Hollywood movies have used it, so it was cool to see a Bollywood movie get on board with it before it becomes lame.

I have a crush on my Yoga instructor. She’s so hot. And not necessarily in the general way that entertainment media presents “hot.” Like she’s not Megan Fox or Bipasha Basu, but she’s good looking. And then everything about her is just cool. In that first Russell Peters’ show that made its way around the internet he describes Jamaicans as cool. Like everything about them is cool and soon you want to be just like them. That’s the aura that my yoga instructor gives off. She’s cool. Her voice is soothing, her accent is sexy and she has really fun energy. Plus she’s desi. I don’t feel comfortable learning Yoga from a non-desi. Anyway, when she instructs you to get into a difficult position, you don’t see it as a chore. You trust that she’s telling you to do something that’s good for you. At least that’s how I perceive it. Oh well, whatever. She’s hot. If that gets me on a yoga mat twice a week at the gym, then it’s all good. I’m going to miss her when I’m gone.

I had a dream about my ex a couple weeks ago. In the dream I was driving a car, but it wasn’t a normal car. The driver’s seat was in the center of the front seat and it was elevated above the two adjacent seats. Two of my friends were with me, but I don’t remember who they were. Anyway, I was driving along, and I looked behind me and there was Sweta in the car behind me. And you know how things merge together in dreams? The front seat of her car and the back seat of my car merged and all of a sudden she was in my backseat, along with two of her friends. The car was large so it wasn’t crowded or anything. She was visibly uncomfortable being in such close proximity to me, but I wasn’t. Instead of reacting angrily, I was trying my best to be friendly with her and make her feel at ease, and slowly she started to open up and become more comfortable. I’m not really sure what it means, but I have a feeling it was my subconsciousness letting go and releasing whatever lingering emotions I had for her, because since then I haven’t done any of the things that people do with respect to their exes. And the thought of her doesn’t make me see red anymore. Can’t say how a real life interaction would go. Let’s hope I don’t find out.

I’m doing something that’s probably going to make someone who means a lot to me upset. Oh well. Sometimes you gotta race. If you’re reading this and think it’s you, it probably is. You’ll just have to wait and see what it is though.