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Sorry, I have a headache

headacheNo, there was no suggestion of sex…

No, I didn’t drink too much yesterday…

I have been thinking too long about too much on not enough caffiene.

I have been posting sporadically since 1am, between naps; you couldn’t call them sleeps.

I lived with that old story “Sorry, I have a headache” for so long during my marriage, that finally I took a glass of water and two aspirin to the bedroom where my wife was reading in bed. “What are they for?” she asked. “They’re for your headache,” I replied. “I don’t have a head….!” She never finished that sentence.

Gotcha!

There was nowhere in her list of feminine wiles that she could squirm out of that one.

grammar-vaderNow I’m going to put my Grammar Nazi cap on. Look at that meme above, it was obviously made by an American. How can I tell? They’ve used the vowel sound form of the indefinite article ‘an’ for headache.

Americans have this habit of using ‘an’ for all ‘h’ words.

Totally wrong!

The ‘an’ form is only used when the ‘h’ word has a silent ‘h’ and the first sound is that of a vowel. An hour, for example, or an honour; but a hotel or a headache.

g+I clicked on a link in a blog today. It was a blog that I have visited often, so it was trusted and I discovered, horror of horrors, that I have a Google+ account. How the f*#k did I get that? I have purposely stayed away from Google+, as I try to do with most Google products, because I don’t trust them! I am more than a little miffed about this because it means that Google can control what platforms I use. I told you, they are not to be trusted!

An interesting phenomenon. Every MSM (mainstream media) source tells us that the economy is doing great, we are out of the recession, unemployment is down, shares are up, we’ve got cheap oil, etc. The news is almost rosy. But when I visit reports and articles written by independent specialists, economists and the like, they say the exact opposite; that the economy is NOT doing so great, unemployment is down because they’ve cooked the figures, that 2015 could see the beginning of the end for the global economy, that the government’s money printing, the bank’s derivatives and Wall Street open slather policies are all one big Ponzi scheme and that the house of cards is so big that it could fall at any moment. The cheap oil could well be the trigger….

Watch this space!

Netanyahu is spewing. The Palestinians are trying to join the International Criminal Court. Which means that Palestine would be able to pursue war criminals. Now if Netanyahu had a clear conscience over Israeli actions, why would that bother him? Good question!

“Most types of cancer can simply be put down to bad luck rather than risk factors such as smoking, a study suggests.”BBCNews. Once again, it appears that everything we are told and accept as gospel needs to be questioned.

Silly Box: I was going to put Tony Idiott here, simply because he is.

But then I found this… Constipated goldfish  A goldfish lover from Norfolk paid hundreds of pounds in vets’ fees when his pet became constipated. – BBCNews A big pet like a horse, I can understand, a dog or a cat, I can understand; but a goldfish? Or am I just an insensitve clod? <—– Hypotheticl question, doesn’t really need an answer.

Yesterday reached its very-bloody-hotºC, and we have been promised hotter than that today. The sun is already very strong and I have to go and water the plants.

I also have to do the dishes, make more coffee, take something out of the freezer for eating purposes and take a dump (for which I’ll spare you the details).

Later.

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The Shit is about to Hit the Fan

And you need to watch out just where the oscillating air recirculation device is pointing.

Seth Blathermouth fizzing at the bung

Seth Blathermouth fizzing at the bung

The initial furore over the 2022 Qatar games is spreading. Five of the six major sponsors are now backing an inquiry. The report being prepared by Michael Garcia is a farce if he doesn’t include the information available.

Meanwhile, Seth Blathermouth is fizzing at the bung and trying to say this is a racist issue stirring up the African countries.

A report today, all 22 sponsors are moving into damage control mode and down playing their sponsorships for fear of backlash.

Some Brazilians are incensed over the money being spent on the FIFA World Cup instead of social and infrastructure projects.

You can't eat a football - image: BBC News

You can’t eat a football – image: BBC News

Graffiti like this appearing around the country shows the discontent.

I am fully in favour of the idea that if FIFA want a World Cup, they and the sponsors build the stadiums and bear the brunt of their rigid requirements, and not take the food from hapless mouths.

The Brazilian people have to bite the bullet and accept that the World Cup starts in two days. Don’t wreck the tournament, if you want power of protest, shun the sponsors, blacklist their products; pressure from the sponsors is the only thing that FIFA will listen to, because it will lose billions of dollars in profits. Hit FIFA where it hurts, the pocket.

Make sure that this doesn’t happen to another country, it’s too late for Brazil, but look to the future.

There is an election this October, and I am picking the incumbent government will lose because of the World Cup.

Raining out there, it started about 3am and looks as though I will get wet going to work tonight.

Meanwhile, I sit here in the comfort of my Extra Forte coffee and blog along.

Google, these are NOT trousers!

Google, these are NOT trousers!

Google has got its algorithms in a twist again. I did a search for trousers yesterday, I wanted an image for a post on Eco-Crap, all I got were pictures of jeans. Google, get your shit together, there is a world of difference between trousers and jeans.

Apps! Apps this and apps that. The 20 best apps were the subject of a news item. I wouldn’t consider an app if my life depended on it.

banappsMy current old cellphone is about to bite the dust, it’s clinging on to life at the moment, but I fear its demise soon.

Then I face the problem of what to get to replace it. I don’t want anything that does netty things, nor am I interested in music, but a camera would be nice.

Ability to have apps, don’t even think about it.

Harking back to football again, read the picks for the World Cup winner from eight enlightened people: Brazil gets 5 mentions, Argentina 3. No other country was in the running.

A Brazil win is what I am hoping for.

My coffee mug is empty for the umpteenth time this morning, I should rectify the situation.

Later.

Pondering my Future

Mundane things

Mundane things

Of all the things ponderable, the future has the most options.

Mundane things don’t need pondering, they are obvious.

But the future can change on a whim, a single thought, errant or true.

I have all but finished posting for the day, and I am pondering what I could do next.

I could have lunch, I could do the dishes, I could go and pay the rent. You see there are so many options for the future; that’s what makes it exciting.

Lunch is pondered, I am having the last of the sole fillets; but then that has now created a new ponderable, how am I going to cook them? I could fry them, I could poach them, I could bake them, if I decide to fry them, then we have a new set of ponderables, battered and deep fried, crumbed or floured and then pan fried. Then I need to consider the dishes, because the ones I want are in the sink, so we have a new set of ponderables, do I just wash the ones I need, or do I wash them all. Then comes the rent, if I wash the dishes and cook lunch that will delay the rent, does the rent need to be paid today, or can it wait until tomorrow?

Now I have a headache… to much pondering!

kettle-blackReading an article last night gave me quite a turn. Google has a greater data collecting capability than NSA. That’s disturbing. My opinion both Google and the NSA should be closed down. Then another item, remember the US advising that Chinese manufacturers are selling things like routers, etc with built in tracking/homing/data collection capabilities and not to buy them… it turns out that the US has been doing it longer than the Chinese and on a greater scale. Talk about the pot calling the kettle black!

No classes today, no classes tomorrow.

Plenty of time to ponder.

…and drink beer.

I saw a cartoon this morning. In Spanish it’s freakin’ hilarious, but it doesn’t mean a damned thing if translated into English.

nohaypapas

Did you figure it out?

Black smoke from McDonalds – Still we don’t have potatoes…

Papas in Spanish = potatoes, or Popes; a slur on the Vatican electing a new Pope.

Such is life.

The news is on that will delay lunch.

Later.

Anything

anythingpossiblecoffeeIt’s true. Given enough coffee I can jump through hoops and perform miracles. I can even get through my day’s blogging relatively unscathed.

Today I was determined that I would not have to put up another ‘apology’ post.

My first post this morning was Change the World Wednesday, on Wednesdays that is always a priority.

So this was me at the keyboard at 6am…

beforecoffee

Not a pretty sight.

So here I am. Now what had I planned for yesterday?

The Pope… Now I am not a religious person, much less a Catholic, but this Pope Francis has almost impressed me; especially as the last one with the poncy red shoes had me calling for the Papacy to be abolished. As an Eggs Benedict, he’s had his day, been a cardinal, he’s got the T-shirt, he should be lining up for the dole like any other unemployed pope. There’s not much call for unemployed popes, you know. Imagine his curriculum vitae… Last post: Pope. Reason for Leaving Employment: Got tired…

Stunned the crowd by producing a pigeon out of thin air - image: BBC

Stunned the crowd by producing a pigeon out of thin air – image: BBC

Back to this Francis person. He’s calling for a change in the paradigm; that’s a bit like pushing shit uphill with a garden fork. Made doubly difficult because he’s calling for a change in the way the world thinks about money. Laudible, but I would imagine that he’d have more luck finding rockinghorse poo. Then he did have luck with that pigeon trick, though, pretty impressive. Then last night on TV I saw a report that disturbed me, was it an exorcism? Many have said yes, just as many have called the idea hogwash. But it was televised, there was no denying that something was going on there.

All those balloons and no air traffic control

All those balloons and no air traffic control

Now that my favourite novela (soap opera) Salve Jorge has finished every Brazilian knows about Cappadocia in Turkey, as a fair bit of the action took place there; and the pretty coloured balloons that give tourists flights over the rocky terrain featured as a filler between many scenes. Two days ago one fell out of the sky killing three Brazilian tourists and putting another seven in hospital.

Google is still stupid. Tells me that Cappadocia is wrong, that it should be cappuccino.

The Brazilian economy is doing great. Well, it would be if you believed Guido Mantega (Brazilian version of American Federal Reserve’s Bernard Bernake). They’re both full of shit. Recovery shit.

Four years ago, when I moved into this neighbourhood, I would buy my nightly beer and ciggies with one of these…

Old design R$10

Old design R$10

…and got R$2 in change.

Now for the same, I hand over one of these…

New design R$20

New design R$20

,,, and get R$4 in change. Now to me that’s 100%, which means that inflation is NOT under control. And the presidenta says Brazil is not being affected by the international financial crisis.

I call bullshit. There is NO recovery.

Time to rattle my dags again, need to fill that beer money jar of yesterday’s post.

Later.

Tastes like Chicken

“Gustatus Similis Pullus” which translates to “Tastes like chicken”

Interesting.

A blog that looked in on one of mine, had this link, and one part of the post captured my attention.

“This patch belongs to the U.S. Air Forces 509th bomb wing crew who flew B-2 stealth bomber test flights in the late 1940′s and early 50′s. www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2008/03/31/science/0401-PATCH_2.html?_r=0. I definitely think that extraterrestrial technology had much to do with secret air force air craft, and still does to this very day.

It looks like a pitch fork on the left side with a couple of lightning bolts on the right side. It looks like the stealth bomber is being grasped by an extraterrestrial.”

Check out the link above for more info.

Browsing around blogs and Google produces many and varied interesting facts. I can waste a whole day doing that.

not-stupidToday I found references to “Google makes you stupid”

Does it?

I can understand the reference to ‘information overload’, but I doubt it makes you stupid, not in the same sense as watching Faux News or CNN.

I will also agree that it has changed my reading habits, I skim over so much to get the nuts and bolts, only delving deeper when a topic is of particular interest.

Today was all planned. Ex & kids were due over for a feijoada. Time crept on and there was no answer to her cellphone; I know she has had problems with it. So I began to prepare the meal, chop and boil the salted pork, etc and in the end I had everything in the pot. About 1pm, she rang, just woke up full of flu’, make it next week.

So I had feijoada for lunch and then a nap.

Am I being spied on?

feedjPaloAltoGood question. I note that whenever I post on any of my blogs, I get visited by one of two sites; Palo Alto or Mountain View both in California within seconds of the post going live. The links are not traceable as to source nor IP.

I would not be at all surprised, given my views on almost everything American mostly being negative…

See, Google hasn’t made me stupid; yet.

Well, that does it for today. I’m off to watch the rest of the Sunday football (soccer) game.

Later.

Oh, you put your fur on…

LixoSnooze

All is well in my world

I love the quizzical look on Lixo’s furry face when I get out of the shower. First he flees from the prospect of getting dripped on (he hates water), then he follows me to the bedroom and sits there watching me dry and put some clothes on. He studies me intently and then meows; I have translated that ‘meow’ to mean, “Oh good, you’ve put some fur on!”

Once I have my ‘fur’ on, he goes off to the sofa for a snooze, which he is doing now, happy in the knowledge that all is right in his world.

Last night during my lesson, I announced to my student that I should have pizza for dinner. It was my intention to ring-out for my favourite, bacon & mushroom.

What was left after dinner

What was left after dinner

After class, I went to the supermarket for some therapy shopping because I basically had nothing in the fridge. As I was passing the deli section I saw they had pizza bases, two for R$2.99… “Hmmm,” I thought to myself, got an open jar of mushrooms and some leftover bacon, “Hmmm,” I repeated. The pizza I had planned on was R$30.99, the prospect of a R$1.50 pizza base with left overs began to immediately appeal; simply add some mustard and ketchup to the base, cheese, tomato (also left over) and a generous sprinkle of oregano.

And, I have supper for tonight, reheated pizza leftover.

I didn’t have my roast pork yesterday as planned, it wasn’t quite thawed. But I will have it today, but I must go off to the sacolão (fruit & vege) to get some pumpkin, I have an urge to have roast pumpkin. So I am off as soon as I have finished waffling here.

Google is really stupid. I have my Google search set for English; after all it is my native language. Every time I open it, it asks me if I want Google in Portuguese. Now if Google was sooooo smart, it would have realised after more than a year that, “NO! I don’t want Google in Portuguese!”

Then you get things like this…

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Justin Bieber is one of the 50 top women on the web…

Smart, really damned smart… Google has got its algorithms in a twist.

That’s it! Off to the sacolão

Later.

 

Technology Harlots

I was born in the age of pen friends and stamp collecting.

Today, 60 years on, you can do neither. The thrill of arriving home from school to find one, two or more letters in the mailbox and the disappointment if there was none is something that kids today can never know.

The ability to write a letter, to actually use a pen, to be able to spell and express ideas seems to be lost on the current generation.

The three or four week round trip, from posting to receiving a reply was sometimes agony. But pen friends wasn’t just about writing, it was about discovering relationships, ability to communicate, the handling of emotions, the organisation (I had many pen friends, I had to keep a log of letters received and sent) and  how to use the post office. There were so many peripheral aspects of life that were included with the responsibility of pen friendship.

E-mails, adhesive stickers (look like stamps, but don’t taste like stamps), franking machines (almost a dinosaur too), Skype, FaceBook, Twitter, Orkut have all been responsible for killing it.

Then there was the stamp collecting, carefully tearing the corner off an envelope, soaking the stamps in warm water, laying them on Mum’s table cloth to dry on the kitchen table, exploring the world with little pieces of perforated paper, mounting them correctly by country and year of issue in albums.

Today, it’s all Google, search and destroy, Earth, Wikipedia.

There’s no more going to the library, being a member of a library, borrowing books and the responsibility of caring and then returning them to avoid a fine.

The communications techniques of today are progress, I think not. While it may be faster and more wide reaching, we have lost so much of the human side of life. The destruction of languages, the banality of material, discussions about the puerile and the inane. It’s not progress, it’s a rot that is eating at the very core of society.

I go to a restaurant, and there are people on cellphones, I walk the streets there are people on cell phones, I ride in a bus and the driver is on his cell phone as are many of the drivers in cars.

I go to a restaurant to relax and eat a meal to enjoy the atmosphere and the air is punctuated with the obnoxious beeps and tweets of Nextel type phones; it’s horrid, it’s abhorrent, it’s bloody ignorant.

Technology has destroyed the respect people once had for one another. People are obsessed. “Oh God, I farted, must put that on FaceBook!” I use Twitter, not as a social device, but a way to publish new blog posts (some of which are banal, I have fallen into the trap). I get a tweet, “I am at XXX!” Who gives a damned? I ‘unfollow.’ The narcissism that technology has created is pathetic. I see pathetic people everyday and I shake my head, because I know it will only get worse.

Everybody has a PC, a laptop, a tablet, an iPhone that has more functions than I can fathom; and they use them for the paltry, petty and the piteous. Girls particularly have become slaves to the cell phone, they have become technology harlots, they have sold themselves to the idea, I must talk as though their very being depended on it. My God, I have known women who could do that without one.

Rant over…

It’s a nice sunny day out there, and my flu’ has gone.

Later

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

Started out okay, all was going well until I went to post about Pálinka. My blog Things that Fizz & Stuff has been suspended by WordPress.

Meow Meow saying WTF!

WTF!

I checked my other blogs. I find that Eco-Crap has met a similar fate. None of the others so far, I still have four on the go, but I am getting really bloody paranoid now. After my problems with Blogspot and losing 5 years of blogging for no rhyme nor reason and no explanations, I thought I had got over the problem with WordPress, it appears not.

I have written asking why. I certainly hope they are a little more responsive than Blogspot & Google.

Now, I am wondering what do I do now?

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