Tag Archive: cockroach

Things that go with beer

In my fridge there are some things which go with beer.

In my fridge

In my fridge

Like bacon, gherkins, olives and hotdogs.

There’s also cheese in the door, Camembert, Brie, Gouda and ordinary stuff.

And not considering, more beer.

The small piece of steak doesn’t count, that’s Princess Clorinha’s bit of steak. Only the best for my pussy.

Lunch yesterday was a salad. rolled ham, slices of corn beef and mustard, lettuce and potato salads. with tomatoes and parsley from my garden.

I felt so, so healthy.

It was great.

But then one healthy burp and a good fart later, I was hungry again.

Last night I was up at 12:30, having gone to bed at 10. Can’t remember what woke me, but I was on the PC for a couple of hours. I actually got most of my posts up in that time. Still not sleepy, I started browsing through old photos, and then disaster!

I felt like...

I felt like…

I killed a file with more than 1,000 Brazilian photos off a pendrive. Of course pendrive deletes don’t go into the Lixeira (Trash).

Now I have to figure out if I can recover them…

Back – Took a break to recover photos, some are corrupted but it looks like I saved about 70%.

Last night I had an urge. Comfort food!

I haven’t had bread ‘n butter pudding for ages and I just happened to have some leftover stalish bread. So guess what? Half an hour later I was eating freshly made hot B&B pudding with thick cream on top. It was so yummy, sultanas, raisins, jam and cinnamon! Talk about nostalgia and childhood memories.

Yesterday, I hit a new record, my post Hump Along crept up to 17 ‘Likes’, unprecedented.

I had to laugh last night reading the news. Putin giving a speech somewhere urging Europe’s leaders against aggression… unbloodybelievable! What a freakin’ hypocrite!

Missy Kirchner from Argentina is squealing, “It’s not a default, call it something else!” Then in this morning’s news, the judge has criticised her for telling ‘half truths’ about it affair to try to lessen the impact.

Ebola virus is out of control. The death toll has risen to 760+/-. WHO are now saying that the world is not prepared for this and we were too slow in acting to prevent spreading. Could this be our reckoning?

People need a reset button.


Reset button

So that when we face palm…

Face palm

Face palm

We auto-reset and the world returns to normal.

Talking about normal, I read a blog post yesterday about a woman who let her daughter have a pet cockroach, named Fluffy, no less. Today, it had escaped.

Is this a new fad?

He wants to go walkies!

He wants to go walkies!




Last but not Least

11:10pm, and if I’m lucky I’ll squeeze a post in today.

Cloro is playing with a cockroach. He brought it in from outside in the rain. Under the bed, around my feet, into the living room, repeat. He figures it’s so much fun, although I remain somewhat nonplussed.

I am rather delighted; my blog Things that Fizz & Stuff has been nominated by a rather prestigious blog in the realms of booze related blogs. Lords of the Drinks has included my blog to be among the 25 candidates nominated for their 2013 Award.

I’m not fairing too well in the voting, I think my blog is too eclectic when compared with the blogs which are in the upper echelons of voting. But if you were to hop across and nudge things along a bit, I won’t complain- YES, I’m begging!

Still it’s nice to have the recognition.

Classes have finished for the year. Next class 7th Jan. *Stretches back and puts feet up*

Cloro has let the damned cockroach escape, now he’s going berserk trying to find it. Looks like I’m in for a fun night, he can be most persistent.

Time for bed.


Totally Screwed

The reason for this image will become apparent

This is a saga.

I have just woken from a nap in which I dreamt that I had written a lovely post, only to find that there was not a word on the screen. I hate that; it has happened before.

This has not been a good week.

I’ve got this far and it’s time for a break… LOL

Wednesday was one of procrastination, but that was okay, I had the evening in front… or so I thought. The power went out about 8:57pm,  and didn’t come back on until later, about a half hour. By then, I had to catch up with my soap opera, then it was football. Brazil vs Argentina, but that fizzled too; the lights went out in the stadium and then the emergency generator caught fire. The game was eventually called off and I went to bed disgusted.

Thursday, nothing much happened. Including on the blogging front. I had decided that I need more exercise, so I set out to walk to my late afternoon lesson. It was further than I had walked for some years. It was on the walk that I saw the beastie. I had never seen a cockroach like this before, but I figured that it was a cockroach. I prefer my cockroaches on their backs twitching their little legs in the death throws. I am not terrified of them like some people, I just prefer them dead.

It took me an hour to walk to class, but I’m afraid that I over-did it; and duly suffered because of it. As I get older, I need to learn my limitations.

After a broken sleep, I canceled work. Going back to bed, I slept until 3pm. I was not a well puppy and sweating profusely. Blogging went totally by the board; unfortunately so did beer o’clock, but I did have an H2OH. It is a drink that I discovered when my stepdaughter had some at the pizza party a couple of weeks back.

Saturday an improvement and another bottle of H2OH, rather refreshing.

It was then I discovered it had aspartame in it. Aspartame is the poison that Coca Cola put in Zero Coke. It is so dangerous that there should be a worldwide ban on the stuff. Do a google on it, the stuff is pure poison.

By afternoon and something in the tummy, I started to feel better and began this post.

Now it is Sunday, and with luck, I’ll finish it.

Today is voting in the local body elections. In Rio we are lucky, the incumbent mayor will win hands down doing away with the necessity of another month of political propaganda until the second vote for the play off between the two top candidates.

Life will return to normal.

So there you have it, why I haven’t been around.

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