Sriman Elton John is set to tie the knot with another sriman. It is official. Now, I understand why he did not let the sun go down on him. Infact, so many important things are happening lately. Vatican selected the pope Benedict and guess what! ..I have his email address. Jessica, a 19 year sweetie from Vegas Sahara club is the first one to shoot him an email, 'Hey Pope! wanna dance tonight?". "This is one of the reason I did not want to become pope but the god did not listen to me", the disgruntled pope uttered in his first Vatican mass. So, why should we believe on him who has so much miscommunication with god? I would rather rely on our imported Moolbhatta. But, the only dilemma is they do not have any email address whatsoever. Instead, they open bank account as soon as they are appointed by our dear Bhandaris, the cardinals in the east. I think this is where religion differs. Who gives sh** to eastern facts anyway!! John, my beloved floormate is the only exception. He always talks to me. Everytime I come home after finishing my Sunday morning grossery shopping, he is always there to greet me.."Moving out?". I nod but this time he really understands it is 'NO'. " Big picnic huh!!". ..,he irritates me furthermore. I wish I do not have to see him anymore. How would I explain this stupid three times divorcee that basmati rice, onion and big red potatoes are just my first load and I finish with 2 gallons of whole milk, probably the sixth and last load? I would be dead by now if I had to survive with 6 pack jello and few black olives in a small container. See! This big fat belly is the prime example that I do eat well....ganti garyo bhaney ailey samma jyaan lay kukhro matrai khayo hola 2 semaai jati ta. And, I am still healthy. I have been running this business forever and I want to keep it that way. This ongoing eating habit is like celebrity entrance and exit in Santamonica rehab center. It is continious. Robert Downy Jr. checks in, Billy Joel checks out. Whitney in..Paula Abdul out. So, why worry? Khawo..Piyo ..Moje....Karo.