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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.

The Ressurection

Like I said the other day, “no fancy rock to roll away, and Mary Magdalena hasn’t shown up” I managed what I thought to be the impossible. I ressurected my small saucepan. It was easier than I had imagined based on past experience (oh, no, it’s not the first time I cremated a pot). Just armed with a Scotchbrite pad it scrubbed up quite well.

Kitty10My catless days are over. I posted Lessons Learned on Some Animals are Crackers about lessons learned in the first twelve hours.

He’s going to be a blogger cat, has to sit on knee and watch blogging process.

So far today, he has discovered that he has a tail, and if you chase it, it disappears. A scrunched up paper ball is fun too, that doesn’t disappear when you chase it. Opening the gate makes a lot of noise, scared Kitty scratches chest in fright.

Yesterday, I discovered something horrific. It was even on TV here, a phenomenon called ‘air guitar’. Honestley, what a bunch of pathetic wankers. Posted about that on Bullshit Corner. Air guitar is like rap music; rap music is for those who can’t sing… air guitar is for those who have no idea how to play a guitar. Jerkers jerking to look like jerks.

can-of-wormsThe US military is going to wish they’d never heard of Bradley Celeste Manning.

He’s opened a whole new can of oligochaetes*; and so soon after they accepted gay soldiers as a fact of life.

The advent of transgender soldiers.

So for the next 35 years, the military has to look after a transgender soldier.

Wouldn’t it just have been easier to give him the Medal of Honor and told he was a good girl, now go home and play.

It seems there is no doubt that nerve gas has been used in Syria, although there is little doubt that it was used by the government forces, there are suggestions that it might have been the rebels themselves. It appears that the chances of World vs Syria could yet be on the programme. Bashar al-Bastard has promised the Middle East will burn if outsiders intervene. He could be right there, Russia and Iran will not stand idly by, Israel may even get BBQed.

Understanding the problems in the Middle East has always been an elusive idea. I knew a fair bit, but I read a BBC article last night that explains much, before the added problems of the creation of Israel. I posted the article on Tomus Arcanum yesterday; worth reading.

I have decided to name Kitty, Chloro (that’s bleach in Portuguese) because he looks like he’s been partly dipped in bleach, just his tail, heels and head and ears survived. Also it rolls off the tongue nicely. He’s lost interest in blogging for the moment, he’s asleep on my his our bed; that’s an issue yet to be decided.

Fried fish for lunch. Battered sole (halibut for our American cousins) fillet with sweet ‘n’ sour sauce, oven-fried crisps and stuffed tomatoes garnished with fresh parsley.

It’s time for a nap. Chloro is about to get shunted to the side of the bed.

Later.

 

*NB: oligochaetes = worms

 

 

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