Monday, February 26, 2007

Meet Voldy

[Cannibals, read as: Meat Voldy]
Voldy is a twenty-something single male living in Dementia. Like half of the people living in Dementia, he is demented like the other half of the people living in Dementia. He works for a multi-national corporation but neither he nor the corporation knows what their business is. But it doesn't bother Voldy as all that matters to him is his salary account getting credited at the end of every month as long as he 'works' there.
He wasn't demented a few years ago, though. All his explanations to the theory of life blowing up in his face, he decided to get voluntarily demented to escape the trauma. He is mostly happy now even though most of his brain is severly damaged. [Cannibals, please see note below.]
Voldy is obsessed with hot chicks. It's the foremost thing on his mind followed by what to eat for the next meal. All his efforts to hook up with hot chicks have been successful. [All elephants inside a loaf of bread are pink.]
Isn't it a curious coincidence that Voldy's name sounds similar to our blog's name Voldem? Anyways, watching TV is Voldy's favourite pastime and bestows him with a lot of useless knowledge. A few colleagues and friends of questionable credibility form the remaining part of his life. Voldy loves playing Valley·ball. The unfriendly neighbourhood cannibals are his nemesis and are out to eat him any moment.

Friday, February 23, 2007

First post

[Frust post]
No. I don't want to start with something undemented and boring like "Welcome to Vol Dem!" or describe in a few words what this blog is (not) about. Neither do I want to start with something like "Check check" or "Testing blog" which would be a super-dumb thing to do [obviously they tested the whole blog thing before putting it up so why need you test it?]. Maybe I should just move on to the second post and forget about the first one. Don't read this further, there might or might not be more stuff ahead. You're not supposed to read this, I asked you to stop reading in the previous sentence. Oh, c'mon, will ya please cut it off? There there, you just won't quit, would you? This is more than enough now, I doubt whether you even understand English. Hey! I mean, what the hell? You don't have any any thing better to do at this moment, do you? Well, let's see where you follow me up to. Still with me? Give up, man, this is the limit. Stop wasting precious time. Your computer probably went through 20 billion clock cycles since I asked you to stop reading, it could have done so much useful than just displaying this blog page. Oh, for Universe's sake, go away, just go away! How should I communicate this simple message to your maggot brain: please stop reading! Ahem... congratulations! You just passed the PTI [preliminary test of insanity] required to read further articles on this blog. Now you are officially qualified to read other stuff; go ahead, explore and get demented!