Tag Archive: flatulence


A Loathing

Yes, I loathe selfies; hate them with a passion.

Even more so now.

Having had my hair and beard cut that morning, it added a touch of the demented

Having had my hair and beard cut that morning, it added a touch of the deranged

Last night in class we were discussing my new cellphone. I had earlier in the day bought a new SIM card and inserted same. I had verified that the camera now worked, but hadn’t actually taken a photo. My students, an accountant and a logistics supervisor, both of whom should know better, convinced me that traditionally, one takes a selfie to prove the camera works.

I took a selfie.

True to form, it made me look like a criminal, to make matters worse, I had chosen to wear an orange T-shirt which only served to highlight my potential criminality.

All this merely confirms my loathing.

Never again.

Late start today. 12:45 and I’ve just finished a bacon and egg breakfast.

It began raining last night, and is forecast to  continue until Tuesday or Wednesday.

Just had a double power surge and had to restart PC. These are Monday things, not for a Friday. I was lucky, autosave saved what I had so far. I so loathe it when I lose writing.

I was up during the night, yes, playing with my cellphone. Give a kid a new toy and…

I had removed the SIM card to download the criminal photo, and the battery fell out, so I had to reset everything again.

This is now my wallpaper.

Suits the 'fire orange' them of my cellphone

Suits the ‘fire orange’ them of my cellphone

My late start was due to the rain and very cool temps. It’s not underwear weather. I am in T-shirt and brushed cotton pants to stave off the cold.

Clorinha took one look at me an wondered why I had so much fur on, then went back to sleep on the sofa.

The plant I posted yesterday is apparently a Beefsteak (Perilla frutescens) plant, thank you to MWPG identifying it for me.

fartA suggestion in comments, that in order to combat global  flatulence, we should cull humans. I quite agree, there are far too many of us.

I didn’t actually get to the supermarket yesterday. The ATM had remembered how to money, so I paid the rent, by that time I was close to lunch in both space and time. Snap decision…

Caught the restaurant out falsifying food. They had sole fillets listed on the buffet… yum. When I cut into the first one it was pink inside. Sole doesn’t have colour. They were passing off panga (R$9/kg) as sole (R$28/kg). The manager wasn’t aware and gave the kitchen a bollocking for putting the restaurant at risk of a heavy fine. Our consumer protection, ProCon, just love to dish out R$10,000 fines for this type of infraction. The manager thanked me for the information, but he didn’t go as far as offering a free lunch.

Also, I loathe panga. Panga is a Vietnamese export. Raised in the Mekong River Delta which is the sewer of South East Asia and they fill it with hormones to grow quicker.

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No, I was practising my Nap-fu

After which I went home to practice my Nap-fu.

Big steel birds seem to be falling out of the sky somewhat regularly, shot down, hi-jacked, sand storm have taken their toll in recent months.

Israel is on the path to succeeding in their planned genocide of the Palestinians. I hope that if and when the last Palestinian falls that the UN, Britain and the USA are taken to book for giving Palestine to the Israelis in the first place. They started it. It has become obviously aware that Israel will not stop until Gaza is gone.

I have a heap of posting to do today, so I should really blog along.

I will leave you all with my loathings for the day and go and make more coffee.

Later.

 

 

Chickens don’t Fart

Who, me?

Who, me?

Apparently this is the main environmental concern with poultry/beef and mutton. I didn’t see a mention about pigs, I presume pigs fart.

The production of methane is the issue.

Then I read yesterday that 66% of British poultry is contaminated with camphylobacter… which causes thousands of dodgy stomachs every year.

Then I read that cows eat grass… well, duh, they’re meant to, humans can’t eat grass; whereas chickens are in direct competition to humans for high quality grain.

What it boils down to is we’re damned if we do, and damned if we don’t.

So, what about human flatulence? Isn’t our flatulence methane, or is it some rosy non-smelly stuff?

Yes, maybe we should be looking at taxing humans who fart

Yes, maybe we should be looking at taxing humans who fart

Now if we bring in the human element and measure against cows, who produces the most methane?

As a parting shot… just be glad cows aren’t raised on garlic and cabbage!

Phew!

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 Clorinha had a tiring day…

Romping around the praça, visiting the botequim, chasing the boy cats next door; life is just so exhausting.

By 8pm she was zonked on the sofa

By 8pm she was zonked on the sofa

Then she stopped out all night. She came for her nightly boomp when I went to bed, then jumped off the bed and didn’t come home until the third coffee.

Strange plant.

Some years ago, I saw this plant in a neighbour’s front yard and was informed that it had to be grown from a fallen seedling.

Sharing a tin with a tomato and two papaya trees

Sharing a tin with a tomato and two papaya trees

I don’t know what made me do it, but a couple of months ago, I passed one in the street and snapped a twig off it. Once in the water at home on the windowsill, it sprouted roots and I transplanted it. The tomato and mamão (papaya) are self sown from the compost I filled the tin with.

Dark green upper leaf and dark purple underneath.

Dark green upper leaf and dark purple underneath.

Any ideas as to what I am growing?

Fourth blog today, halfway there.

Must blog along on this sunny Thursday morning, then it’s off to town to buy a SIM memory for my new cellphone and off to the supermarket for some therapy. I am going to Extra today, they have Lea & Perrins Worcestershire sauce and a roasting dish with a heavy base that won’t buckle when I make the gravy like my current one.

Oh, the excitement, sends shivers all over.

Later.

 

Day Off

dayoffcalendarYes, today is a day off.

While having days off is pleasant, one doesn’t earn enough to ensure that the beer money jar is always full.

My day off is due to the fact that my student broke her hand while on holiday and has been off work for more than a month. As she lives a long way away, it’s not possible to get to class. Hopefully she returns next week.

The other niggling factor is this week already has a public holiday on Thursday for Corpus Christi.

Finca Terranostra Riesling 2011

Finca Terranostra Riesling 2011

My plans involve cogitating, and a high possibility of a bottle of wine being sacrificed in the process. I have chosen an Argentine Riesling from FincaTerranostra in Mendoza.

Can you believe that google doesn’t have a piccy of this wine. So I took one. You can tell by the shitty quality it’s my photo, I hope the wine is a better quality. I tried to get the bottle upright, but failed, so you have a ‘Leaning-Tower-of-Pisa’ effect.

My demon feline (Lixo) watched the process with interest. I could almost hear him laughing as I slowly got up. “That’ll teach you to sit on the floor!” I don’t often get down to floor level, in fact I pretty certain that’s the first time he’s seen me down there.

My mean green leaf eating machine is still eating leaves. I’m sure he’s green, no not the colour, that’s obvious, but he denudes a branch almost totally leaving the leaves at the very end alone.  He poops a lot too, I hope it’s good composting material.

I took a small video clip of him today. Compared with the one I posted on Nature Ramble on Sunday, this is an action movie. The swaying motion is due to the slight breeze, I haven’t hit the turps yet; later.


Now that he’s turned himself upside down, I want to see him turn inside out and become the glorious moth that he’s destined to become.

Could be this…

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Or this…

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From the images on google these appear to be the most likely options. The caterpillar is not the right colour for a Death’s Head moth, which is also a hawk moth species.

I find the whole process quite fascinating. I feel like an expectant father…

Oh, I measured him, rather than guessing; he’s almost 5″ long, that’s 12.5cm. Bigger than I guessed.

Breakfast this morning resumed ‘normal’. I had marmalade on toast, I don’t always stoop to lowest levels of debauchery like yesterday. But it is fun sometimes, if only to see the reactions of the locals.

The day has been productive, I have blogged on all except Genes.

For those of you with a musical sense of humour I posted something different on Tomus Arcanum yesterday, Music … or Flatulence? It may/may not appeal to those of you with an  earthy sense of humour.

Lunch time, and there’s nothing substantial in the fridge.

Pondering the possibilities.

Later

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