Tag Archive: Hump Day


A Rugged Week

A real coffee maker

A real coffee maker

After a rugged week, coffee is on the way,

I have a wicked headache, so bad that I took a paracetamol. I rarely take medicines, usually not needed, but there are times like this.

A great cup of coffee is only moments away, then sanity will return to the world, at least my world.

The coador (cloth strainer) is the only way to make coffee. It is faster and more efficient and simply makes better coffee than all your gadgets or machines.

Of course, it’s not without its drawbacks; you actually have to boil water, and worst of all, you have to lift the coffeepot afterward to pour the elixir into your cup.

I am wallowing in bliss, much like a pig wallows in the mud; that first sip of freshly brewed morning coffee transports one to paradise, no return ticket.

Friday, I got over Hump Day, no elephants involved. Slid all the way down Thursday, and arrived with a resounding thump on Friday, albeit with the headache which is slowly dissipating. Coffee truly is a purveyor of miracles.

No class today, no class tomorrow, and football (soccer) and beer on Sunday. Yes, a three-day weekend.

Coming in to land at El Alto (La Paz) Airport

Coming in to land at El Alto (La Paz) Airport

I see Bolivia is a tad more than miffed at having their president banned from flying over France, Italy, Spain and Portugal through their airspace and forcing a stopover in Austria, where Morales consented to having his plane searched for the US whistleblower.

What would have happened if Morales had refused under diplomatic immunity?

Further food for thought; what would have happened if Morales jet had defied the four-country ban and flown over any of those countries? Would they have shot it down? Would the cowards have the balls to do that?

We all know who was to blame for the ban.

The Bolivian president is considering closing the US Embassy as a result, four other South American nations are also considering the case.

“The Bolivian president blamed Washington for pressurising European countries into refusing him passage.

“My hand would not shake to close the US embassy,” Mr Morales said.

“We have dignity, sovereignty. Without the United States, we are better politically and democratically.””BBC News

I am beginning to think that he may be right, not only Bolivia,but the rest of the world might be better off without American interference. Politically, Washington is getting too big for its boots.

Imagine if: “”If this had happened to the president of the United States, it probably would have been grounds for war,” said Ecuadorean President Rafael Correa.”BBC News

Indeed!

The sun is promising to top the trees in the praça, it looks like a beautiful day ahead.

Prince Charles in front of the Tardis

Just before I toddle off into the blogosphere, I will point you toward a blog that I find tremendously funny. Prince Charles _ HRH of Twitter If you are a fan, or even if you’re not, of England’s Royals, this will appeal to you; a spoof of Prince Charles at his best. A wonderful example of British humour and stiff-upper-lip. The current post on Dr Who is funny, but the previous Ascot post is hilarious.

Later.

Beef, Beer & Bunny Food

Even work doesn't interfere with Hump Day

Even work doesn’t interfere with Hump Day

Hump Day, what better way to get over the hump than with a big juicy steak, grilled mushrooms, salad and beer for lunch?

Unless you are an elephant, of course, there are better ways.

This morning while making coffee, I filled the sugar jar, then I filled the salt jar… guess what I put in my first coffee of the day?

A nasty shock for Hump Day.

The rest of the week is downhill, weekend starts on Friday at 10am for me. No complaints here.

A Church warden

A Church warden

Something that I have failed to mention about me here. I smoke a pipe from time to time. A frequent commenter on one of my blogs mentioned smoking a pipe as a relaxation and I admitted that I had neglected to mention my pipe-smoking habit which is one I started at the age of seventeen when I was the proud possessor of a Churchwarden pipe. The pipe I use today is much more conventional and less ostentatious. But to sit at the botequim with a beer, charging my pipe and chug away while watching the world go by on a Sunday afternoon is just so relaxing.

My student just rang, he wants to swap hours with the next student so he gets to watch the Brazil vs Uruguay game in the semi-final. I plan to see most of the game at a bar near the course. I’ll miss the last 15 minutes and extra time and/or penalties if there is a draw. Of course it would have been nice if he cancelled… then I would have seen the whole game, like last week.

This game won’t be an easy one, Uruguay has a strong attack, but Brazil could be compensated in that they have a weak defense. I am picking 2-1 to Brazil.

Sunny day here, not hot, pleasant after a string of cool days, but I fear the sour weather that is in São Paulo will arrive here overnight and make a wet day tomorrow.

Must go and give bones to the neighbour’s dog, and blog right along.

Later.

 

The Best of Intentions

beermat…were overtaken by beer o’clock  yesterday, then I decided it was time for pizza, by the time I got home all I wanted was alka-seltzer. Blogging wouldn’t cut it.

I was just returning from the bathroom and tried to turn off the kitchen light… at 9:30am, then I realised I was trying to switch off the sun…

It’s a beautiful sunny day here in Rio, wish you were here, bring beer.

I read a blog post yesterday by a young teen author bemoaning the fact that adult books (NO! Not Penthouse!) didn’t have pictures. Adult books don’t need pictures, they have words. The authors of adult books know how to use words to make pictures. Judging by the standard of English on the net, adult books will soon need pictures… *sigh* Young people just don’t get it.

I took a neat photo of a spider on Sunday, it didn’t turn out as well as I would have liked, but I’ll share it with you.

Colourful 'bicho' in the park

Colourful ‘bicho‘ in the park

He’s (or she) the black and yellow out-of-focus thingy just right of centre clinging to his little web in the bush.

For photos like that, I yearn to have my faithful old Nikon M, put the 35-70 zoom on and take a guaranteed serious photo. My old truck Nikon was stolen in a careless moment on a bus trip in Peru. The fateful trip had a stop in Chincha, after which the town was destroyed by an earthquake, the same one that got Pisco, where I was heading.

So far the day has been fabulous, I’ve even been moved to do half the dishes, I wonder if I’ll be moved again?

I started blogging at 4am, went back to bed at 6 and up again about 8, so the day has been productive, I have only one more blog to post on. I began this morning with my fridge habits, now doesn’t that sound exciting?

betterdaysToday is hump day, over the hump and it’s downhill all the way to Friday.

Then of course it’s the weekend.

So far I have planned a leisurely lunch at Brazeiro with a fellowess teacher. It’s a ‘beef week’ for me, next week is beefless. So I’m making hay while the sunshines.

Saturday, I have planned nothing, and fully expect to achieve that.

Should I need help, I’ll let you know.

Need more whistles

Need more whistles

I have been thinking about these whistleblowers. You know, Bradley Manning and Edward Snowden, the American government has labelled them as traitors, but traitors betray the country, not the government, and I don’t see how these guys have betrayed the country, they should be lauded as heroes for showing the people of America what their government is doing so secretly, and so often against the wishes of the people, not to mention against the people.

Everything I read tells me that America could do with more whistles.

Manning and Snowden should be put on pedestals, not in the dock. They should be awarded the “People’s” Medal of Honor, because Congress certainly won’t give them theirs.

CBF (Brazilian Football Body)and FIFA are getting the stick over the World Cup in 2014. Football (soccer) is a game for everybody, not just the elites. There are millions of Brazilians who love football and want to attend World Cup matches, but can’t afford it.  There are also additional charges that corruption is rife in the CBF.

This should be a ‘Happy Happy Joy Joy’ time for Brazil, but the HHJJ has been taken out of the equation.

I see Argentina is wielding a big stick to combat football violence. They have banned away fans from attending games. Pity the rest of the world didn’t take similar steps; something positive. Brazil needs to do this, I believe it has the worst figures for deaths as a result of football violence in the world.

Once again, I leave you with a world that is not the happy place it should be.

Later.

Hump Day

humpdaykid-largeYes, it’s Wednesday, almost over the hump.

This week is not a beefless week, I had a wonderful homemade prime meat hamburger on Monday night for supper. Tuesday was my big sushi day for the month with a brie snack for supper, and today it will be chili con carne (yet to be made) for lunch.

Lixo was a great help yesterday while I was away in town, I came home and found him doing the ironing again. He’s such a good cat.

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Lixo doing the ironing, press pressed T-shirts

Lixo doing the ironing, fresh pressed T-shirts

On Monday I found something strange on another blog. The blog doesn’t have any content, not a single post. But the About page, which has the default WP blurb, had a lot of likes.

Default 'About' page with 19 likes

Default ‘About’ page with 19 likes

This puzzles me. Is this proof that people press ‘like’, just for the sake of pressing ‘like’ ?

Or are there really people out there who like the WP default blurb?

What’s the reason behind this?

I have had two lessons today. One has already cancelled.

I really must get some blogging done because today has been mostly nap. I was deprived of my nappability yesterday. In fact I would still have been napping if my student hadn’t rung to cancel.

Later.

More Bollocks

stay-strong-weekend-is-coming-soonOver the hump day and on the downhill run to the weekend.

The kid is right, stay strong!

I need more coffee…

brb,

Got coffee, now where was I?

A blog I read from time to time is Lathophobic Aphasia, it’s hilarious and at times naughty. I read it today. The first post was a link to Typalyser which measures your personality via the type of blog you write.

Just for a giggle, I did it. Sometimes I do things just so I can giggle insanely in the privacy of my own underpants, when nobody is likely to see me except Lixo, and he doesn’t care when I giggle insanely.

First, I tried Eco-Crap, this is what it had to say…

“The active and playful type. They are especially attuned to people and things around them and often full of energy, talking, joking and engaging in physical out-door activities. They are active people who want to solve problems rather than simply discuss them.

ESTPs are the most adept among the types at influencing other people. Promoting is the art of maneuvering others to one’s position. Concrete in speech and utilitarian in action, they are smooth operators. The ESTP knows everyone who matters and everything there is to do because they are very resourceful, always knowing where the fun and action is.

They like to indulge themselves in the finer things in life and to bring other people with them. Their goal in life is to sell themselves and their ideas to others. Dramatic and debonair, they are gifted at earning others’ confidence.”

Abridged, there’s more. Rather worrying is that it likens me to some nasty people throughout history.

So, I tried Life is but a Labyrinth…

ameganfoxboobs“The entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft beautiful textiles, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t like to plan ahead – they are always in risk of exhausting themselves. ESFPs love being around people and having new experiences. Living in the here-and-now, they often do not think about long term effects or the consequences of their actions.

ESFPs live in the moment, experiencing life to the fullest. They enjoy people, as well as material comforts. Rarely allowing conventions to interfere with their lives, they find creative ways to meet human needs.”

Also abridged, here I keep better company, but being like Justin Bieber and Megan Fox is a worry; for I have neither the teenage temerity to think I can sing nor the breasts.

But I did receive a wonderful accolade from a comment yesterday on Eco-Crap; really boosted my ego.

“Love your blog, your wit and your logical and fresh approach to eco-green-sustainability topics! Unfortunately I don’t get enough time to blog and and check up on blogs…. however your posts are a must read!”

It’s when I receive comments like that, I know that my efforts are appreciated, which adds fuel to the fire of inspiration.

I have a burning desire to make bacon and egg pie today, but I must use more perishable items in the fridge first, like the chicken cubes, so I will make chicken in a homemade mustard sauce for lunch… Of course this will be accompanied by a bottle of chilled Chateau Guandú.

But I am behind in my blogging today, I really must blog along.

Later.

Over the Hump

Hump-Day

Some people enjoy Hump Day

And on the downhill run towards the weekend. I hate the run-up to hump day, even worse is the day it’s self.

I only discovered Hump Day a couple of days ago on Twitter, I saw it mentioned and tweeted, what’s Hump Day? The reply was logical and I wonder why my tiny brain couldn’t figure it out.

An astounding success for social media.

Take yesterday, I reheated the pizza from the previous night.

Tasted great, until the last slice and I realised that not all the specks of oregano were oregano.

Flakes of oregano don’t have little legs.

Oven-fried ants

Oven-fried ant pizza

I had been eating oven-fried ants. Tasted fine, tasted like pizza; now I am wondering if in fact the oven-fried ants enhanced the pizza or not.

I had left the pizza pan on the bench while preheating the oven.

This didn’t perturb me too much, as I read recently that on an average we eat 500gms (about 1lb) of extraneous things a year.

I shall study my oregano more closely in the future.

My fridge seems further away than ever. I had made alternative plans to collect it tonight, but my neighbour with the pick-up won’t have it tonight. It’s the work truck and the bastards want to use it for work, damned cheeky of them. Don’t they understand ‘perks’ of the job?

Curried chicken on rice

Curried chicken on rice

Curried chicken for lunch, no ants today. I bought chicken cubes yesterday at the supermarket, so lunch will take ten minutes to prepare. Cooking the rice takes longer than the curried chicken.

It could look something like this, if I don’t decide to eat it from the pot, which I do sometimes if I am in a hurry or want to save washing a plate. Being a bachelor is fun; I get to run around the house all day in my underpants, I get to poop with the toilet door open so Lixo can come in for his pet, nobody shouts at me to put the toilet seat down and there is never an argument over the TV remote.

Well, more coffee has appeared beside me, I shall blog right along…

 

 

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