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No Chunky Bits

firstgoesmemoryI had three titles for today’s post, I forget what the other two were now, which is why you got this one.

I didn’t have dinner last night. So I woke this morning with the worms gnawing and they needed instant gratification.

First, two bits of toast with requeijão (cream cheese); then two bits of toast with geleia da laranja (marmalade). That’s where the problem was. I bought a new brand of marmalade in the interests of economy, a larger jar at less price. Sometimes it just doesn’t pay to be thrifty. This marmalade was the consistancy of honey, no chunky bits of peel, and bugger all flavour. In fact it was more like syrup. I now have to wait twice as long before I get real marmalade again.

I am still waiting for my techy bloke to come with a standby standby monitor. No that’s not a repeat, I am using a standby monitor, and I need a standby for it.

I also need more coffee.

The cold snap finished overnight. The day is sunny, but not yet warm. It won’t reach Monday’s 39, but is forecast to be over 31. I should water the plants as the rain we got was pathetically little.

The new R$2 note, nearly a dollar's worth

The new R$2 note, nearly a dollar’s worth

Another day, another dollar, as the saying goes, I begin my three day stint of classes. Which tonight means that I will miss a vital episode of the novela (soap opera), things are coming to a crunch. It’s not something that I’ll cry about, the missing, not the crunch…  Beer money is more important.

I also have my daughters coming over for a freebie English lesson after school. I have to print off their lesson yet…

Bugger, the net is down again. It has already happened once this morning…

There, it’s back again. Moving right along…

Australia has had some threats from IS to stage a public beheading of a random Australian. Apparently, they have quite a few sympathisers there of IS. The idea would shake Australians to the core. So far away from the action, and it comes home to roost. They have made some arrests connected with the threat. I find the whole issue of IS quite reprehensible. In Britain, 100 Imams have published a letter to IS for clemency of another British aid worker threatened with beheading. They say that a man who gives aid for suffering should be revered and not killed.

Ebola is becoming frightening. The US is ready to take drastic action against those suspected of the virus within US borders, including forceful innoculation and detention.

pork_steaks

Pork steaks… nom nom nom

Lunch today will be a little fancier than yesterday. I have three lovely fatty pork leg steaks to pund and make pork schnitzel. Probably have one for lunch, one for dinner, and one for tomorrow.

After this post, I might go for an amble about the park. I really need to get more exercise, by then it will be Nap-fu practice until the girls arrive.

Later.

Voices in my Head

Voices telling me to do the things I didn't do yesterday

Voices telling me to do the things I didn’t do yesterday

I have been having problems with this old monitor. The screen has narrowed and now the brightness is disappearing. So I have been chasing up my techy type to get a rattle on and get my old LCD monitor back and going.

So I haven’t had the time to get this post out.

Oh, the Kick Ass virus that the students said they got from my lappy at work; turns out it is a virus that has infected their PCs at work, and not me after all.

That’s good news; at least my lappy isn’t infected.

I managed to get my List of Things to do Yesterday done today.

So I consider the day a success.

I had this many

I had this many

I had a fabulous lunch today… Hotdogs.

Okay, not so fabulous, but quick and easy.

Of course, I had Nap-fu practice afterwards; then a stroll around the park and stopped at the botequim to watch an Arsenal game.

And here I am. Hardly an exciting day.

I read that US waistlines have increased an inch in the last decade, wonderful.

Further reading was rather revealing. All those sweeteners we consume (well, not me if I can avoid them) to lose weight… well, it appears they do exactly the opposite. Saccharin, Aspartame and Sucrulose all effect the bacteria in the gut and increase blood sugar levels.

Now we have to get all the manufacturers to stop using them. Haha, fat chance! (pun intended)

The Colombian cycling team is in the news.

The new unifroms make it seem like they are naked from the waist down - Imgae BBC or Guardian, I can't remember

The new unifroms make it seem like they are naked from the waist down – Image BBC or Guardian, I can’t remember

They have been called scandalous and an affront to decency. Personally, I think it’s a hoot. There are some dull dreary people around.

That’s about the lot for today. I must get on to my mail box.

Later.

unBANG!

If ‘bang’ implies an explosion, then what implies the opposite, an implosion?

unBang, deBang, or have I disBanged?

At least I have found my question mark again.

Yes, a big heavy one of these, remember them?

Yes, a big heavy one of these, remember them?

When I left you yesterday morning, I was  waiting for techy-type to deliver my standby, but you know these techy-types, then you have to extrapolate that by adding in the Brazilian factor. The fact that he is only just around the corner, 150 yards, is inversely proportional and therefore exacerbates the problem.

In fact, he turned up about a half hour later, which was pretty much unexpected.

I procrastinated for the rest of the day, because to change over the monitor, I had to shut down the system blind. Yes, I hit the reset button, with all trepidation, because that’s what caused the trouble in the first place.

panfire

From the pan to the fire

The big question, was I jumping from the pan into the fire?

Of course, the old monitor had an old plug. Brazil has changed plug systems and my PC was of the newer plug type. Did I have a converter plug? I dived into my junk drawer, geez they are wonderful places, and surafced with a converter.

Untangling and unplugging, I replugged and retangled. First I hit the monitor button… lights!

Then I hit the PC button, camera, action!

But everything is so skinny, I’ll have to tamper with the resolution to normalise things.

So, I have disBanged.

No football yesterday, but there is today.

I’m not going to mention he whose name is associated with teeth. If you really want the latest piccy, try Bullshit Corner.

Brazil vs Chile… Chile has never beaten Brazil in this situation, so hopefully history repeats.

I have invested in a new T-shirt at the enormous cost of R$15, to encourage our team.

One of these little greeblies

One of these little greeblies

With no football yesterday, the highlight of the day was changing a carrapeta (tap washer) in the bathroom.

I do lead such an exciting life. I could have doubled the excitement and done the dishes, but I resisted the temptation.

I can’t wait to see what other forms of excitement I can come up with before the football.

Well, it didn’t take long to find something… while making coffee there was that unmistaken malodorous whiff in the air, yes, Clorinha had pooped under the sink again. It’s the first time this week; I though she was over it.

First coffee down, going for a second.

Then it’s off to pick up my T-shirt and return to blog along.

Later.

 

 

About to Blink Out

planned-obsolescence-by-james-provostYes, I have fallen victim again to planned obsolescence. My latest monitor is due to go on the blink. In fact, that is what it is doing, blinking. I’m too scared to switch it off in case it winks out and doesn’t wink on again.

My first LCD monitor winked out at 14 months, just out of the guarantee period. This one is now 15 months old.

At the time the first decided its life’s vocation wasn’t to be an LCD monitor, it couldn’t be repaired. Well, it could have been, had the part been available, but it was only supplied to assembly plants and not the public or repair shops.

Twice now when I have turned off this monitor, it has flashed and blinked at me and finally burst into life after some ten minutes. I feel the car is running on empty.

Yesterday my hard drive ran out of space. I had to do some smart reshuffling of files and then defrag. The defrag took about 12 hours. Result, 29gb of space.

I went to bed early last night, before ten. Clorinha decided it wasn’t sleep time and wanted to bounced around the bed like a Slinky. Which was all very well until she decided that my bare toes were an entertainment centre. Then she slipped, and sunk all 4,170 needle sharp claws into the soft part of my sole.

A growing kitten suspended by one claw embedded in my foot up to my eyeballs with all her weight bearing down is painful in the extreme.

The phantom cat strikes again! If she does that again, she might well be a phantom cat. Don’t worry, she won’t; all was forgiven when she woke me this morning boomping my face.

Oh, wait, she only has four claws… 4,170 is the number of toxic substances in cigarettes. Think about this, if milk has 9,000 +/-, maybe we should take kids off milk and let them smoke…

The centennial lightbulb

The centennial light bulb

Back to this planned obsolescence theme. Did you know that there is an incandescent electric light bulb that was switched on in 1908 and has been, and still is burning continuously? That was when the American manufacturers decided to limit the life of a light bulb to 15,000 hours, at first, which was later reduced to 1,000 hours so they could sell more. So serious was this that it became law for all manufacturers about 1920.

This remains the case today for every product, it is designed to breakdown after so many hours or times used so that you’ll buy a new one. Cars, computers, TVs, washing machines, iPhones, everything. You can’t escape it; everything is designed to ‘have a life’ just out of the guaranteed period, then stop.

Printers, for example, actually have a chip buried in the works and programmed to tell you that your printer is broken and can’t be repaired. It just stops. One smart cookie discovered this fact, found and removed  the chip, and had another five years use. There was NOTHING wrong with the machine.

Cold night last night. Cool day today. We’re expected to have this until Tuesday.

Lunch is a choice between braised or curried sausages, steak or hotdogs. Or I might even steal some of Clorinha’s mincemeat and make a hamburger sandwich. My wine is still in the fridge from last weekend. I didn’t open it when I was struck by the dreaded lurgy. I can see the need to celebrate a return to good health.

Still to blogs to post on. Blogging right along, wine later. Oh, what a wonderful incentive.

Later.

Meanwhile, I present Destructocat… Playing in the window after attempting to destroy my passion fruit vine. (I’ll have to be quicker with the camera next time)

 

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