I'm such a moody guy. I've been thinking about names among other things. I remember that my blog WAS called Wren's World. "Wren" was a word/name I was attached to for a long time, for no particular reason.
Later, I changed to just "Rohit Iyer", because actually... that's the kind of person I am.
Why did I have to go and look at all these other sites with cool names like "". com?
Maybe I should call my blog - "The Man Eating Tiger". Huh?
The deal with Blogger is that you can change the name, but not the URL. That involves a lot of complications. And should I keep starting new blogs for every new idea I have?
*There really IS a "The Man Eating Tiger" Blog, by the way... http://maneatingtiger.blogspot.com/ - I made it. Ha!
It's all really... complicated.
The security in naming one's blog after oneself is that you KNOW you'll always be attached to your name, whereas you might always grow out of a funky, fundoo whatchamacallit cool name.
Yeah...
"And tomorrow folks - we'll talk about templates! What template defines YOU?"
Found this over on YouTube - It ranks right up there with Angry Alien and The Cowboy Critic. For more secret endings to your favourite movies, check out http://www.howitshouldhaveended.com.
For a short story assignment based on any proverb...
The Alley
By Rohit Iyer
A man was walking down a lane in London when someone hissed at him from inside an alley. “Come in here”, said a voice and a finger emerged from the darkness indicating to the man that he should enter. Being a curious man he made his way into the alley. There he found an attractive woman who looked to be in her thirties. She was chained to the wall. The man asked her, “Who’re you?” She replied, “I’m Kate Moss – the supermodel”. The man smiled and asked, “So what do you want from me?” She answered, “My entire family has disowned me because of my alleged involvement with cocaine usage last year. I am trapped in this alley. I need you to get all my family members here. Only they can free me. In return I will grant you three wishes. Ask and you shall receive.” The man thought for a while and decided on all three at once. He said, “I wish to be rich, famous and talented.” POOF! The man transformed into Keith Richards. He looked shocked and he screamed, “This is not what I asked for!” to which Kate said, “It’s the best I could do. Now please go and get my family!” The man said, “Sorry. No can do.” She was frantic, “Why not?!” As the man walked out of the alley with his guitar over his shoulder he whispered, “Lady - A Rolling Stone gathers no Moss.”
