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I am NOT Responsible

getoffyourasspre-Coffee Dangers:

1. Making that first coffee

I just woke up and the first blog I read this morning had a wonderful post,All the signs point to me getting off my ass…..

That’s exactly how I felt before I got up. Visit the blog, there are some great posts there.

So, what could I do? I got off my ass and made coffee. That’s where the danger lies, as I was not fully awake I overfilled the filter, and now I have gritty coffee.

It has to be Monday!

My student just rang, cancelled class, so my weekend has been extended to four days.

See, it’s Monday!


Mondays are complicated.

I don’t really have anything yet to write about, but I just had to get off my ass and post about getting off my ass.

I am still having catmares. Twice last night I had nasty dreams about Clorinha and had to change my thoughts; left me quite distraught. That’s why, when I finally fell asleep I slept so late.


Clorinha stalking leaves in the praça

I have never suffered such angst at losing a fluffy friend before.

When it comes to life and death, I am usually at ease because I realise that it is the nature of things and don’t tend to get bitter and twisted about it.

Sunny day out there, cool, but sunny. Rain forecast for Wednesday.

It’s birthday month for me. I have birthdays on 8th, 12th, 16th, 29th and 7th & 17th of Sept. Then it’s all done until next year. I usually take the ex and kids to a pizza restaurant, but this year money is a bit tight, so planning a BBQ on the 30th in the praça in front of home.

Sharpening my penknife

Sharpening my penknife at a previous BBQ

Well, that’s an hour gone. Fortunately I got some posts in in the early hours, but must blog along.

Oh, regards I am not responsible…


This is NOT the way to clean your CPU!


I’m Going Ga Ga!

Stupid Tart

Lady bloody Gaga on the news, Lady bloody Gaga on the chat shows, tha manager of the hotel where she is staying got interviewed. I saw an interview with her a few days ago, what a snotty-nosed stuck up spoiled brat! And to top it all off, she had nothing to say.

Show tonight, off to São Paulo tomorrow, so the news will have a field day again, then the following week she is off to Porto Alegre, more bloody Gaga.

Well, our American friends got another four years. Good, or bad? This election wasn’t about who would be good for America, rather who was the lesser evil. The lesser evil won.

This is an ass

Romney never smiled, he can’t. The closest he can come is a grimace, or at best a smirk.

Obviously the majority of Americans decided that a grimace or a smirk equals lies, of which Romney’s campaign had plenty.

He spent most of the campaign back peddling so hard and fast that I’m surprised he didn’t disappear right up his own arse (ass, for our American cousins who can’t tell the difference between a donkey and a rear end).

This is an arse, and a very pretty one

Must away, five hours of class ahead, more beer money. Hey, who knows, I might be able to afford another can of my black sludge.

Love my black sludge.

Kiss My A… ah Donkey

Yes, Kiss my ass

Damn, three days… Doesn’t time fly when you’re having fun. You’ll notice in the accompanying image that I chose the caption carefully, if I had meant the obtuse I would have written ‘arse’ as would have any self respecting user of he Queen’s English, and not ‘ass’ as the Americans would have it; I mean, why take a perfectly lovely animal’s name in vain?

I often have to explain to my students why American English isn’t really English at all, but rather a dialect. Similar in many respects to Brazilian Portuguese and that which is spoken in Portugal. After all both America and Brazil have had the same amount of time to corrupt their mother tongue.

Granda's Trunk

I have been busy, not so much on the blogging, you see I attacked one of my old HDs the other day and managed to recover many images and photos that I thought were lost to the world. The ass being one of them, I just couldn’t resist using it.  You know what it’s like when you discover something, it’s a bit like opening a trunk in grandma’s attic that you never saw before. You can’t just shut the lid, you have to explore everything and you’ll settle for nothing less.

I did post three pertinent commentaries on Shit Happens about political stuff, but that was all yesterday, despite my best intentions. Wednesday was a split day and just exhausted me; another reminder that I am on the way down the other side of that proverbial hill we are always talking about when we get to forty. If you’re not there yet, you’ll understand when you are; if you’re over forty, then I’m sure that you will sympathise with me.

Z, such a beautiful flourish at the end of the alphabet

Now my spell checker is telling me that I have spelt ‘sympathise’ wrongly, oh, and ‘spelt.’ You see I haven’t yet discovered how to, or indeed, if there is a way to change WordPress English to the Queen’s. You see Americans don’t understand that the verb ‘to spell’ is irregular and as for replacing the ‘s’ with a ‘z’ I must admit that makes sense. The letter ‘z’ is a beautiful letter, I remember the days before PCs when I used to practice calligraphy, ‘z’ is so beautiful and rightly should be used more. But, I fight my sensibilities with my need for the traditional, you see I am such a traditionalist.

Mark Twain

The need for a simpler form of English is not a new idea. Mark Twain came up with a way we can simplify English spelling. “They say that English is one of the hardest languages to learn because of the multiple sounds from letters and all the exceptions to the rules. You know what I’m talking about. Read the following article and let me know what you think.”

For example, in Year 1 that useless letter “c” would be dropped to be replased either by “k” or “s”, and likewise “x” would no longer be part of the alphabet. The only kase in which “c” would be retained would be the “ch” formation, which will be dealt with later. Year 2 might reform “w” spelling, so that “which” and “one” would take the same konsonant, wile Year 3 might well abolish “y” replasing it with “i” and iear 4 might fiks the “g/j” anomali wonse and for all. Jenerally, then, the improvement would kontinue iear bai iear with iear 5 doing awai with useless double konsonants, and iears 6-12 or so modifaiing vowlz and the rimeining voist and unvoist konsonants. Bai iear 15 or sou, it wud fainali bi posibl tu meik ius ov thi ridandant letez “c”, “y” and “x” — bai now jast a memori in the maindz ov ould doderez — tu riplais “ch”, “sh”, and “th” rispektivli. Fainali, xen, aafte sam 20 iers ov orxogrefkl riform, wi wud hev a lojikl, kohirnt speling in ius xrewawt xe Ingliy-spiking werld.

May be one day, maybe… I just hope that I am not around to see it.

I found this in my treasures, so I uploaded it…

A pair of Gulf fritillary, Agraulis vanillae, mating before they set about destroying my passionfruit vines with their offspring. If they are not checked (the caterpillars) they will decimate the plants, strip them of all foliage; and I happen to like passionfruit more than caterpillars of the Agraulis vanillae. The clip is nothing startling, nor is it pornographic, it is nature very tastily portrayed.

Well, that has taken nearly an hour and one coffee, which is certainly not even broaching the level necessary for minimal survival. I’m off to make more.


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