To The Next Big O *clink*

My folks have this strange way of making every little thing a celebration. You come back home and tell them that you walked three blocks from school and you did it in 40 minutes and the next thing you know there's a celebratory dinner and you're surrounded by a bunch of people - a good mix of those you know well and want to be around, those you can't stand and want to be away from and those you just plain don't know. And everyone packs into the car and chugs away to some fancypants restaurant and stuffs their faces while glowering at the people they recognise as the ones they don't like. That's how we are. So, in that fine tradition (what with it being in the vicinity of Mother's day), I'm having a celebratory aperitif-post on this blog. Because this, blog peepuls is my ninety ninth post. Yesh, yesh the big nine nine. Ninety-nine is a good number to celebrate one feels. I always wanted 99 to be a 100 (especially when Dravid was batting). Because if 99 was 100, then there'd be no pressure when you got to a 100, which would mean that you'd get to a 100 ok (course that is if you made it past 99).

My long term plan with respect to the whole celebration thing is to keep decreasing the Achievement Number by one. So the next celebratory aperitif post will be at 198 and then 297 and so on. See? Until finally a celebratory aperitif post will end in a zero at which point there will be a proper IRL celebration (drinks on me and all) and *all* my bleaders are welcome to attend :D. All of you. Yes, yes, *even* you (though you meanly decided to hold a summit meeting of the Passive Compassionists without me! Hmmph). You shall all come drink with me :D. On that day. Leaving you with that cheerful thought, I shall make my dignified exit (Ninetyniners have to be dignified. That is the code by which we live our lives).

Psst, for those sticklers who will now proceed to point out that there *is* no aperitif and they feel cheated, I would like to remind them (gently) that I said aperitif *post*. Which simply means that the post will make you feel lightheaded, dizzy, mildly confused and bewildered and ready to eat something. Feeling hungry now, aren't you? That's always the sign of a good aperitif post. *nods in satisfaction and continues dignified exit*

Update: What the professor wants, the professor gets.



Update 2: What ph wants, ph gets. *Sigh*. This is sheer pandering now. But what the heck. If not on the 99th post, when?



Update3: JAP's request honored (above and beyond the call of duty one feels).



Szerelem, this for you :D, with lotsa love and all that

And finally Bailey..tada... cept couldn't find one of him on the rocks :(