Tag Archive: salsicha


I don’t have a small dongle

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Google’s small dongle

Apparently Google does.

It’s a Chromcast thingy that you plug into your TV and gives you all sorts of wonderful thingies.

I bet it also gives Google all sorts of information about your viewing habits too, so they can direct appropriate advertisers in your direction.

I wouldn’t trust them an inch.

Remember, you are not the customer; you and your information are just their bait. The advertisers are the customers, you are just grist for their mill.

Since yesterday’s post I can’t get that song “Just another day in paradise” out of my head, it keeps playing through my subconscious at the oddest of moments.

Today is also, “Just another hot day in paradise”. They promised it would be cooler than yesterday, but I think not. They also promised rain in the late afternoon, let’s see.

bugle_bogus_wIt’s too hot to be blogging, although I have done my lot today, this is the past post of the day… Sounds of a battered old bugle far off in the imaginary distance.

I should be brief, so that I can anticipate beer o’clock.

So far today, apart from blogging, I have…

Coffeed

Watered (both me and the plants)

Napped

Thought about lunch, which has yet to materialise. But it will be quick and easy and involved salsicha (hotdogs again).

Salsicha

Yesterday, I had them fried in batter. Yes, I know that’s not good for the waistline, but it’s soul food, comfort food. You see deep fried battered hotdogs were sold at every fair when I was a kid, the taste is so nostalgic.

The beer truck has arrived, so has the need for haste.

Yesterday, I cooked four, but only managed three. The last was a bit of a burnt offering, so it finished up in the kitchen rubbish.

This morning the ragdoll cat from next door was in, tipped over the rubbish tin and ate the whole thing in the middle of the kitchen floor while I was blogging. I know he ate it there because of the grease spot. He treats my place is like some kind of restaurant.

Mine had no squirrel attached

Mine had no squirrel attached

The orange truck passed by this morning. No oranges. But he did have pineapples, 4 for R$5 (that’s about $2.20).

“No squirrel attached” was actually going to be the title of this post, but I felt that a small dongle had more appeal.

Important news, Flappy Bird is coming back!

Isn’t that exciting? <—- rhetorical question It was headline news today both in BBC and The Guardian.

Flappy-Bird-4I had no idea what a Flappy Bird was, I had to google it.

I am beside myself with excitement, I nearly wet my plants… again.

I am sure the world can live without Flappy Bird. Oh the inanity is mind-boggling. It is a game, for those of you lucky enough never to have heard of it, for an iPad where you have to keep tapping your screen to keep the bloody thing flapping.

More news on the Snowden front. You may/may not recall that he said all the big names, Yahoo, Apple, Google, Microsoft, Facebook and AOL knew about Prism, the US internet spying all the time; which they were all very quick to deny and sent them all spiraling into damage control mode. Turns out that a lawyer for NSA has told some investigating committee yesterday that they all knew, every sordid detail. Not only that but they cooperated fully with them.

Pack of lying bastards! They are all tarred with the same brush.

Nothing is safe nor sacrosanct in this world anymore.

The tinkling of beer bottles in their crates is getting to me…

Later.

 

I have no idea…

how-i-feel-coming-back-to-work-today-after-a-10-day-breakStarting XP from scratch, I have no idea what I’m doing.

Seriously, I have had to reinstall all my software, I used IE once; to download FireFox, then it was FireFox all the way. IE logo deleted from desk top… LOL Useless piece of crap.

It’s such a hassle. Every time I want to do something, it’s almost guaranteed that I have to reinstall something to let me do it. At the moment, I can’t even make my own memes, I have yet to reinstall CorelDraw.

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Done a bunk

My StatCounter has disappeared from my blogs, the button is still there, but it just leads me to a log in page, when I log in, all my stats have disappeared. That really pisses me off. Now, reinstalling XP shouldn’t have affected it, and I believe StatCounter has rolled in a new version. Blow devine eau. (figure that one out, leave a comment if you did)

It’s not yet lunchtime, and already there is a lot of noise from the botequim. If the smell of BBQ wafts through my window again… I’m off and taking a bottle of red wine with me (the Tequila can stay at home today, unless I get requests; I do requests). Can’t resist a BBQ, I am easily distracted.

Brazilian salsicha

Brazilian salsicha

Just woke from a nap.

I got bored waiting for the smells to come wafting through my window.

Obviously they’re not doing a BBQ today, so I guess it’s going to be salsicha and mashed potatoes with my red wine…

I think I’ll make an nice brown onion and herb sauce instead of the usual ketchup; ketchup is sooo tacky.

terras_de_cartaxo1At least the wine will add a bit of class. I have chosen a Portuguese Terras de Cartaxo Ribatejo DOC.  The Terras de Cartaxo area has been making wine for 2,ooo years, so they must be doing something right, or at least have got it right by now.

It’s just labelled simply vinho tinto (red wine) I understand it is made with Tricadeira, Castelão and Tinta Roriz (Tempranillo) grapes.

See, with a touch of this and a dash of that you can turn something as humble as the salsicha into a half decent meal.

Beats sitting here all day, wondering what’s going to go wrong next?

I see that Uganda has signed its insidious homosexual bill into law. And many nations are now withholding funds and foreign aid in revolt.

Even the governor of Texas had the sense to veto their bill about business having the right to refuse service to homosexuals.

Britain is withdrawing free public transport for the elderly because it costs too much.

Ah… I didn’t hear them complaining when the elderly paid their taxes before they were elderly, and some are probably still doing so. I have only one rhetorical question, what a bunch of c**ts?

Now that’s a word I don’t use lightly, but I do blurt it out at moments of extreme disgust.

Lunch is over.

salsicha&cartaxo

A bit heavy on the sauce

That’s what it looked like.

You’ll notice the broken cork, it was a battle royal to open. Initially the cork wouldn’t budge. I had to hammer it in a little as a starter, before the corkscrew could extract it, and then in two parts.

A glance at the clock and I see it’s beer o’clock. Off to quench thirst. Finish the wine later.

Later.

 

 

 

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