Vasudha Pande

Don’t [...]

If that blog goes public, don’t even think for a second. Go and slit that wrist of yours! [...]

holding something in the palm of one hand, and repeatedly covering and uncovering it with the other hand as if he were a magician practising a disappearing trick. He was holding a chocolate. He could feel the chocolate unmoving in his left palm, and yet every time he lifted his hand he told me it revealed a brand new chocolate.

“Look!” he said. “It’s new!” He couldn’t take his eyes off it. [...]

… I love Warren Ellis. [...]

“But, dear members of the Academy, let’s admit it, this time you’ve overdone it. I mean come on, first you give the prize to a black man, then to a Jewish writer. Now you give it to a clown. [...]“

An infinite number of mathematicians walk into a bar. The first one orders a beer. The second orders half a beer. [...]

[...] “Dogbert: My invention can detect human stupidity. It has a very simple interface. All I do is point it at people.” [...]