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A surprise

aborigineartAustralia has art. I thought they just had kangaroos and a big rock and stuff. You never hear about Australian art. Occasionally you see some aborigine rock drawings and the like.

Australia has culture.

Hot days are over, cold front coming. It’s overcast but still warm. Heavy rain is predicted for tonight.

Cloro likes to sleep on the sofa, in the morning sun, on the printer, on PC table, on lap; but as soon as I lay down for a nap, he has to come and help daddy do the ‘snooze’.

Today is the fourth day with no sofa pee, so things are looking up.

*touch wood*

At the moment he is on my lap, testing the culinary possibilities of a keyboard. Decided there wasn’t a future there, smelly shoes are far more worthy of his attention…

Click on the image for The Guardian page

September 22nd is World Rhino Day. What is one supposed to do? Pet a rhino in your neighborhood, adopt a rhino (wouldn’t the neighbours just love that?), turn your lights off for an hour and have a romantic dinner with your rhino… The possibilities are endless.

Rhinos, such wonderful creatures, good with the kids and ideal if your neighbour parks his car on your footpath, just open the gate and tell your rhino, ‘turn the car over!’ Maybe they are like dogs and like to chase bicycles, or give the postman a horn of a dilemma. Do they play fetch? Can your kids take their rhino to school for pet’s day or ‘show and tell’?

Normally have four shoes in my shoe box, two pair. At the moment I have three shoes, dirty socks and an upside down kitty… I have no idea where the other shoe is. He’s asleep; not surprised, unconscious perhaps, the smell of my shoes would put anyone to sleep.

Must blog along, work in an hour.

Later

I meant to, I really did…

coffeephilosophyI had the new post page open nearly all afternoon and had already selected the opening image, but didn’t get round to doing it.

Now I am running on coffee and making this the first post of the day.

I got to the supermarket yesterday and two more bottles of wine fell into the shopping cart. I just don’t understand how that happens.

Lately I have been getting so confused. Life used to be so simple when I had only one pair of shoes. Now I have two. Yes, I bought another pair. In the past I have always bought the next pair when the old pair fell off my feet; I believe in getting that extra mile. But I surpassed myself this time round.

When I had one pair, I always knew where they were; on my feet or on the base of the fan beside my PC when I wore my chinelos (flip flops). If they were on my feet, then my chinelos were waiting in front of my PC chair ready for me to slip into when I came home because I never wear shoes at home.

Now I have two pair and I can never find both of either pair at the same time… so confusing.

My one student today has cancelled. My weekend has started.

coffeesanityI could wash the dishes, I could put some wine in the fridge, I could sweep the yard, I could water my plants, I could take the rubbish out, I could get another coffee, then ponder which of these things I may or may not do. Life is so full of decisions. Decisions cause stress, and stress is the biggest killer; so it’s better not to make decisions, therefore no stress.

I found an apt description of the internet the other day. One that shows that humanity has not changed one iota in the past 4,000 or so years.

netancientegypt

Despite our greater levels of technology, it’s true, we still write on walls and worship cats. We just do it faster.

goiabatreeMy goiaba (guava) tree is growing great. Four years and this year I am watching hopefully for flower buds.

Fresh goiaba juice is wonderful. Much better than the chemically standardised crap you buy in boxes in the supermarket.

I read an article sometime ago about how they get orange juice to always taste the same; they pluck it, they squeeze it, they concentrate it, they stuff it with chemicals, they dilute it, they sweeten it  and box it. Then they have the audacity to call it ‘natural’, what a load of bollocks, it’s false advertising. If they do it to oranges, they do it to all fruit.

I stopped buying boxed crap after reading that. I buy real fruit from the sacolão (fruit & vege shop) and do it the hard way, yes, I used a blender and don’t add sugar. More people should be doing this, much healthier, much tastier.

Blogging right along.

Later.

Help! I’ve lost my pencil…

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