Tag Archive: taxes

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.


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.


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.






cokeban99% of the ills of the world would never have arisen if we had remained dendrophilous.

If we had remained in the trees, we would never have had Coca Cola, nor taxes.

Just think… Imagine…

No wars, bonking when the urge comes over us, picking ticks off the wife.

There would be no blogs… HORROR!

What would I do?

Sitting in a tree scratching ones nuts, is hardly a substitute.


He’s a bigger cat now

Cloro has discovered how to turn the printer on. Now that he’s a bigger cat his weight is sufficient to turn the printer on. It’s fun. At first he was stunned by the noise of the printer gearing up, the whirrs, thuds and clicks, but the flashing green lights soon overcame the fear as he batted and pawed at the LCD.

The weather forecast has been right for the last three days, rain. It is right today as well, rain, but not so much as the last three days. Still it makes for comfortable sleeping at night, which can be a hot sweaty affair even without sex.

My plans for Saturday amounted to doing nothing, as predicted, I was successful. I hadn’t finished, so I continued on Sunday.

Here’s something to think about…

You Used To Not Exist

baby-in-a-wombYou used to not exist.

Then you were a baby.

Look at that belly button.

What a funny thing that is.

Soon, you will no longer exist again.

So where will you go?

Well… wait a second…

Where did you start?

Could it be you were always here?

I sincerely don’t see how it cannot.

“I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.”

Source: The Truth You Always Knew

Wow, that’s deep.


It must be Monday

So far, nothing has gone wrong, nor even slightly amiss.

But that is the worry, waiting, wondering…

Because the size of the catastrophe is usually inversely proportional to the time waited, it’s an acutely extrapolated curve.

If something goes wrong early on a Monday morning it is minor compared with something that is sprung on you later in the day.

I’m on my last coffee, it’s nerve-wracking. If this goes on, I’ll just have to make some more. It’s like an earthquake, the aftershocks are worrying.

My sniffles are almost over, getting less by the day. The actual ‘flu is well gone, it’s just taking time to get rid of the collateral damage to sinuses and things.

I haven’t been overly productive in the realms of blogging today, this is the fifth of eight. But the post on They say it’s in the Genes took some thinking about, it was one of those posts that I actually write rather than reblog from another source and pass an opinion, or wind, or something.

I have decided that the world is full of idiots; except you and I, and I’m not so sure about me. Here’s an example…

Should it not be “It gets better”?

That twat is doomed to go through life with a great big neon sign above him that says, “Idiot below!” That’s actually what the post on Genes was about, education, the system, violence, bullying and the production of semi-literate cattle.

I was thinking yesterday…

Danger signal!

Yes, I know it’s dangerous when I think.

I have no idea who she is, but what does she produce that is of benefit to humanity?

There are a lot of useless people in the world, not just idiots, but it is true that some could fall into either or both camps. People who are not productive. Oh, they may ‘work’, they may get a salary, they may even be rich, they may even be dirty filthy rich beyond yours and my dreams, but they produce…


Absolutely nothing.

Who am I talking about? Celebrities, models, socialites, film stars, actors for TV ads, some TV presenters, and the like.

Okay, not all film and theatre actors and actresses.

OMG, now that stupid American spell check is telling me, ME, that I have spelt ‘theatre’ wrongly. I just had to add ‘reblog’ to the dictionary. WordPress doesn’t have a real English option, so I am by default encumbered with Americanisms.

Look at that model/actress/celebrity on the right. I have absolutely no idea who she is (I assume it is a ‘she’, it’s hard to tell these days) or what she does, but she is posed there in what I assume to be an alluring pose baring lots of flesh, succulent as it is (Hey, I’m not that old!), doing what?

What is she producing that can be of benefit to humanity?

What she is doing is making the rich, richer. Selling something, be it clothing, or the lack of it; maybe she is portrayed like this so that some corporation can sell more useless magazines and destroy more forests for paper.

People like this should be taxed. Taxed on the basis of what they produce, produce food – low tax bracket, produce nothing – high tax bracket. Simple.

She is a corporate whore. Prostituting herself so that corporations can make money. While the people are gazing at scantily clad models and celebs, they are not thinking about the day to day woes of life, they are not thinking about how the American Dream has become a nightmare.


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