Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Lambs or par·ty poop·er?

Lambs or par·ty poop·er?

I know you have been dying to get an answer to this question. But before we answer above question, lets understand the meaning of Party Pooper.

Word type: Noun

Basic meaning: One who declines to participate with enthusiasm, especially in the recreational activities of a group.

Synonyms: killjoy, spoilsport, wet blanket

Colloquialism behind the word - a colloquial expression; characteristic of spoken or written communication that seeks to imitate informal speech i.e. fuss-budget, fusspot.


Now we have the definition – it is time to evaluate the circumstances.

Season – Holiday season with pretty much nothing else to do. No outings are possible as snow storms are frequent. The only sane thing to do is play poker or pool.

History – The Lambs has a history of going out to Pravda’s and Ki’s on his own as well as uncle Sam’s dime. He has often been sighted late nights sleeping in union station dumpsters after drinking wee bit more than he can handle. Last sighting of this creature was two weeks ago when he went out with a large group of accountants and came back stinking like fish! The very next day, he had no recollection of the events of previous day – clearly excessive partying flows in the blood of this creature.

Occasion (s) of allegation –
Day 1: Mr. temporarily-bachelored-currently-on-loosing-spree-dhiman set up a poker game on Monday.

Day 2: Mr. work-from-home-calculating-machine-narula set up a play poker/ pool on Tuesday along with a standing offer to go to Red Lobster or Montanas.

RESULTS FOR BOTH DAYS: The pooper pooped citing a range of reasons including one which sounded like a third grader talking to his Barbie carrying girlfriend – imagine a girly voice saying - “mein nahi khelunga, mene home work karma hai!!”


Based on the definitions and circumstantial evidence it is clear that although Lambs, the creature, is clearly up for partying, but on last two occasions he displayed clear characteristics of a pooper.

So from now till eternity, we the group of 2, rule that Lambs does qualify with flying colors to be named Party Pooper. The honor is befitting as it is glorifying. It is no less magnificent than the once in 25 year coast-to-coast white Christmas in Canada. In line with such marvelous tribute we have to find a crown that does justice to the status of party pooper.

Here is the crown of almighty party pooper:




Monday, December 22, 2008

New Poker Rankings...

Buzz is... Sandy is loosing and is pissed for no reason... and Nipun is winning and is happy for good reason. Well, its about time that winnings get apportioned to all!

In that spirit Nipun the invincible Lamb(a) is on a killing winning spree, crushing everything that comes in his way.

The lean-mean-working-from-home-calculating-machine, a.ka. Mr. Narula is also holding his fort at firm second position. His strategies are elusive and ephemeral as he moves from "I never raise at big blind" to "here is 20 more than big blind". As a veteran in 'strategy-practice' Mr. Narula conquers while he bewilders his opponents.

Here are the recent rankings:


Friday, December 12, 2008

Poker Tally - Till December 11th, 2008

Gents and others,
Here is the most recent tally of poker rankings. Don't be shocked at the near insane frequency of games in previous week (we played EVERY DAY OF THE WEEK!!!). It is just a sign of temporary bachelorhood, love for poker and freeze-your-privates winter.

Plus - given that wives are part of this blog - I would like the opportunity to say that - since we are playing poker each day of the week - you know what EXACTLY are we are up to when you are away. :)


Thursday, December 4, 2008

Winter is here... so its Poker I hear...



Gents,




The poker season is upon us as evident by the third consecutive weeknight poker games. Today's post is just to revive the blog and post the poker rankings.




Also, here is a great poker quote:




If, after the first twenty minutes, you don't know who the sucker at the table is, it's you. ~Author Unknown




Good luck this season.


Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Wait is over - Mr. Okinola Hindokaloo from Zimbabwe is here!!


Dear blog members,
We are very pleased to announce that Mr. Okinola Hindokaloo from Zimbabwe has agreed to join our blissful little group in Toronto and bless us with his charming looks and secrets of skin care.

Although Mr. Hindokaloo's tribe members are missing him dearly, for lack of procreational alternatives and all that, but Mr. Hindokaloo has decided to venture the far shores of this country we call Canada and Mr. Hidokaloo's tribe calls KANATA.

There will be a series of events organized in honor of Mr. Hidokaloo, starting first with "how to reduce years by applying crap on your face". Advance ticket sales have begun... contact your area representative and ask for OKINOLA SPECIAL for a 30% discount.

Thanks,
Admin.

Monday, September 8, 2008

A great mystery...


Its for you to solve the great mystery....

Thursday, August 28, 2008

ahem ahem!!


Tell me what you see in this picture - put your 'observational' skills to good use...

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Good column in NY Times....

August 26, 2008
Summer Story Lines Have Legs
By ANDREW ROSS SORKIN
It’s that time of year again, the last week of summer on Wall Street. Getting a table at San Pietro is easy; a tee time at Maidstone Club in East Hampton, less so. With the Street virtually empty, except for all those Lehman Brothers executives working the phones in search of a buyer, it’s worth reflecting on the crisis gripping the financial world and trying to peer around the corner to see what will happen when everyone gets back to business after Labor Day.

When will Lehman Brothers die?
Judging by the headlines, you’d think the troubled investment bank would go belly up any day now. In fact, it probably never will.
Lehman may not be too big to fail, but it may be too important to fail. Why? Because Richard S. Fuld Jr., Lehman’s chairman and chief executive, is too important. He is a member of an exclusive club: the board of directors of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York.
It’s hard to believe that the Fed would let one of its own fail the way Bear Stearns did. Another member of club Fed, James Dimon, JPMorgan Chase’s chief executive, was handed the deal of a lifetime. Alan D. Schwartz of Bear Stearns? Not a member.
Given Mr. Fuld’s access to Fed chief Ben S. Bernanke and Mr. Bernanke’s man on Wall Street, Timothy F. Geithner, Mr. Fuld is in a much better position than his rivals to keep his firm alive. A prediction: Watch the Fed’s discount window for loans to brokerage firms. It won’t close until Mr. Fuld is out of the woods.

While we’re on the subject of Lehman, there’s a good reason bidders are balking at buying the firm’s Neuberger Berman money management unit.
Any bidder has to pay for Neuberger twice. “You’ve got to pay Lehman, and then you’ve got to pay again to keep the brokers from leaving,” said one banker who has been poking around Lehman on behalf of a bidder.
Unlike some rival asset managers, like BlackRock, for example, which has institutionalized its business, Neuberger Berman is still run as dozens of fiefs. If the buyer doesn’t pay up to keep Neuberger’s talent, the employees — and their clients’ money — will walk out the door.

One last Lehman-related thought: Last Friday, a spokesman for Korea Development Bank was quoted by Reuters as saying: “We are studying a number of options and are open to all possibilities, which could include [buying] Lehman.” The brackets and the word “buying” were included in the Reuters report.
Lehman’s stock jumped almost 15 percent that day as investors rushed into the stock on the basis of the word in brackets before it settled down to about a 5 percent gain.
The same spokesman told The New York Times and a half dozen other media outlets that he had been misquoted in the Reuters article. “Such reports are erroneous,” he said. Lehman’s stock has since fallen back to where it was before the article was published.
Nuance can often get lost in translation, and who knows what was really supposed to be in those brackets. But the episode illustrates just how fast both good and bad information can move the markets.

When Wall Street seeks to save money — “every dollar saved is a dollar made,” is the current catchphrase — it often turns to management consultants to help figure out which divisions should stay and which should go.
So McKinsey & Company published a helpful report last week on how investment banks can cut up to $2 billion in noncompensation costs. (We wouldn’t want to cut compensation, would we?)
“Initiatives to curb expenditures need not be extremely demoralizing to frontline employees,” McKinsey says, trying to find ways to save money without affecting the worker bees. So what does it recommend? Getting rid of the consultants. Yep, you read that correctly.

An addendum to my column last week about Ronald G. Insana, the CNBC anchor turned investor who shut down his fund: A number of readers seemed to miss the point of the column. Mr. Insana was not a bad investment manager, nor is he a dumb guy. He’s actually a very thoughtful investor whose fund was down only 5 percent when the market was down some 15 percent. That’s a pretty good performance — much better, in fact, than some more experienced managers. He took a chance and it didn’t work. Give him a bit of credit.
The point of the column was to illustrate why the economics of starting a small hedge fund are so difficult and so different from the big guys, who get paid no matter what their performance.
The point was made even clearer later in the week when Daniel C. Benton of Andor Capital Management said he was closing his fund. Mr. Benton, a disciple of Arthur J. Samberg at Pequot Capital, had a $6 billion fund in 2002. Now, with a series of redemptions and lousy performance, his fund is worth some $2 billion.
Even so, Mr. Benton, a one-time star technology investor, made tens of millions of dollars because of his 2 percent management fee. There’s a bit more to the story, but Mr. Benton offers the starkest cautionary tale yet.

A brief forecast on Freddie Mae and Fannie Mac: Treasury Secretary Henry M. Paulson Jr. will nationalize them within the next two weeks, but he won’t wipe out all the stakeholders, even if they deserve to be. The debt holders and the preferred shareholders will make out like bandits. A “moral hazard” will always exist, but the government may end up saving some of the rich to save the poor.

And finally: If timing is everything, then Amit Chatwani should be happy he isn’t a stock picker.
Mr. Chatwani is the author of a new book called “Damn It Feels Good to Be a Banker.” The subtitle is: “And Other Baller Things You Only Get to Say If You Work on Wall Street.”
Mr. Chatwani’s book is supposed to be a joke — sort of. He writes it as if he is a egomaniacal banker on Wall Street, though in truth, he’s a consultant who wrote a popular blog called Leveraged Sell-Out.
The book is a sometimes hilarious effort to mock Wall Street, back when bonuses were still something to look forward to. Now, the laughs come because of the irony. A sample from the preface: “I’m not writing this book for money; I bonused ten times the advance I got for this my first year out of school.” He then goes on to say, “Dad, thanks for not letting me study liberal arts.”
If you can get over the juvenile humor and some cringe-worthy moments, you can transport yourself back to pre-2007. It might make you smile at the beach this week.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Things boys do to impress girls!



Its embarrassing I know - but these two blokes were trying to impress their respective wives... marriage is not always easy :).

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Who is the next Govinda?



So guys - it is for you to decide - who is the next Govinda?

Contestant 1 (first picture) is going for the fashion supremacy of Govinda where as, clearly, Contestant 2 is going after the timeless Govinda expresssions. Whats your verdict? Go for the polling buttons in the bottom and lets us know.

News flash: Little crying girl consoled by the KING


A little girl was made to cry by a group of unsavory, uncouth and amateur golf players in College - Yonge st. area in downtown Toronto. The almighty king came to the rescue and consoled the girl with a flower after which the girl was found prancing and dancing around mid-town.

Here are the pictures taken by our nocturnal social correspondent Nipun Lamba.

First picture is the girl crying and next to her is Mr. Lamba getting confused with the reaction.

Second picture is of the King handing the consoling flower to the crying girl.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Sitting on my Blood-red recliner - Life is good!!



I’m sitting on my blood red recliner - with my V-shape body and... ahem well, lets not go through too many details - I’m sitting on my blood red recliner in front of TV, approximately 5000 feet above sea level. The river Krishna flows far below us snaking its way among the Sahyadri mountains. A cool breeze is blowing, jannat ki hawa (breeze from the heavens).... Shahrukh is licking my feet and I am feeding him biscuits every now and then. What more can I ask for?....................

wait a minute - this is not my blog entry - its Aamir khan`s. My apologies - let me search for what I wanted to say and I willg et back to you soon.

Tedu.

Posted by: Nipun Lamba

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Gujurati humor

After 48 years of marriage, an elderly Gujarati man in Bombay calls his


son in New York and says, 'I hate to ruin your day son, but I have to
tell you that your mother and I are getting a divorce; 45 years of
misery is enough!'

'Dad, what are you talking about?' the son screams.
'We can't stand the sight of each other any longer,' the old man says.
'We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you
call your sister in Hong Kong and tell her!'

Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. 'Like heck
they're getting divorced,' she shouts, I'll take care of this.'

She calls Bombay immediately, and screams at the old man, 'You are not
getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling
my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do
a thing, DO YOU HEAR??' and she hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. 'Okay', he says,
'It's all set. They're both coming for Diwali and paying their own
airfare!!'

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Now everyone will know it...

Never buy a Hummer :)

Laugh-o-meter

This is our laugh-o-meter.

Greatest Video Ever

Please scroll down and see in the Fav. blogs list the BEST VIDEO EVER... Enjoy...

The founding members...

As it would be very clear to you all, one on right is Mr. La MBA - focused, uber-competitive, pissed about losing the first hand and to top it all - holding three cards in hand even though the game is Texas hold'em!!! That is the man!

And the one eating something, well that has to be Mr. Loo MBA - already folded, waiting for deuce, playing poker on face of it - but really thinking about next big 'deal' and finally has a look of "happy-go-lucky" on his face...

Since I was the one who took this picture, the last guy has to be Mr. Taps - lean (pun intended) mean, calculating machine - doing complex permutations and probability calculations to get that edge in the game - and you better believe that he would have won with all this cutting edge analysis - only problem - he had already folded.

Our other players are missing this fine day - but would be introduced shortly on this blog - so continue to tune in!


Commentary by Sandeep Dhiman