Started Sunday with a visit from Gopi. We discussed business matters for a while before Gopi whipped out a CD by Norah Jones. We sat and listened for a while and *God* is that woman a great singer or what? I *love* that CD!

And I was quite surprised to read later that she is the elder daughter of Ravi Shankar (something she downplays completely).

Lunch was a completely non-spicey Butter Chicken and Naans that Shubha cooked up. Since neither Gopi nor I are too happy with overspiced stuff, we froke (and pigged) out.

The rest of the day went by with moving all computer related equipment down into the basement, where I have now set up my little nook. Phone cable was extended, machine set up, music systems inter-connected, and I am now finally ready to start recording.

Hope to put up some MP3s soon!

Late in the night, we (Sony, Vaibhav, Shanu, Khader and me) watched the Lewis-Tyson fight after a massive dinner of chicken kababs, coke and cheese cake. We had originally assembled to watch Star Wars (A New Hope, the original one) to settle a few disputes on details that Sony and I have, but Tyson caught our attention, so that was what we ended watching.

Hmmm, that is quite a battering Tyson got. After all the big talk, he finally showed his true worth. That man was a legend, but now he is history.

Very late at night, I ran across an old song by Don Williams, which sort of goes with the theme of the past few days:

Fairweather friends, fairweather sailors,
Will leave you stranded on life’s shore.
One good friend who truly loves you
Is worth the pain your heart endures.

We never know which way the wind will blow,
Nor when or where the next turmoil will be.
But he’s a solid rock when troubles grow,
And he’s holding out a saving hand for me.

He’ll be a refuge in the storm;
He’ll be a beacon in the night;
In the chilly winds of doubt he’ll keep you warm;
When you can’t find your way he’ll be your light

–Fairweather Friends (Don Williams)