In a pickle

Yesterday I put up three jars of pickled beetroot. You can read more here and here

Things that Fizz and Stuff

Yup, that's the latest blog to have a new home.

Things that Fizz & Stuff

First post is up and it's a beaut. Everything about orange juice that you didn't want to know...

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A Day of Changes

I really started blogging on WP yesterday, the whole day just went.

Blogs up and running now:

Shit Happens: http://avshithappens.wordpress.com/
Life is a Labyrinth: http://lifeisbutalabyrinth.wordpress.com/
Eco-Crap: http://ecocrap.wordpress.com/

Others are on the way, today even. Their links will appear also on the above blogs.

I will NOT be posting here anymore, only posts for new my blog links.

I beg your patience and sincerely hope you'll follow me to my new blogs.

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Taking the Bull by the Horns

 

I have decided to take the bull by the horns.

While I am not completely comfortable with WordPress, I have totally lost faith in Blogger and I feel it has seriously undermined my ability to blog.

I have to figure WP out. I cannot find the template I want unless I pay; and I don't want to pay. I am not into blogging for the money, although donations would be a nice way to recognise the hard work I do here, so I don't see why I should pay.

In the first post you will see all that was here on my Life is a Labyrinth Eco-Crap Page. I am going to continue there.

Eco-Crap on WordPress

Wish me luck and hope you enjoy or hate what I have to offer. Please be patient while I learn how to 'do it.'

Eventually, I will add new WP blogs from my static pages here to my stable and advise here.

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Change the World Wednesday 24th August

There is a new CTWW challenge post on Eco-Crap

See you there.

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And I thought Mondays were Bad

Yes, today started out like a Monday, I had to go to work early to get my student sheets to the coordinator. They have been ready since Thursday and not a single teacher thought to deliver them. So I was faced with a 3km walk to get them there at the prearranged time. I got there exhausted and sweating, 3km is not a lot of fun on a walkingstick.

On arrival, I was told the guy had left a half hour earlier. A phone call only to discover that 'someone' (not me) had neglected to tell him I was coming. Arrrggghhh! So the only solution was to cancel my two classes, catch the bus for an extra trip to Barra to deliver them myself. It was unavoidable, no sheets, no pay.

So that was my day. I consoled myself with an extra sushi lunch while in Barra before returning home.

But that wasn't all. On route the van driver decided to go the other way. I wanted Cachamorra highway, but more passengers wanted Margaça. Arrrgggghhhh! (again) because that left me with another 25 minute walk up the hill home.

I now officially hate Mondays and Tuesdays.

I have just read a report on BBC News about the effects of the series of earthquakes suffered by the city of my birth.

"Six months after an earthquake killed dozens of people in New Zealand's second largest city, Christchurch, the consequences for thousands more are playing out in slow motion.

It's been a life-changing event, one of those events that forces you to think hard, and make some big decisions."

Read more about the after affects on the link above.

I get regular reports from my Mum when she rings me on Saturdays. It's so hard to imagine the place that I grew up in is just not the same place any more.


Now I am going to watch a movie, haven't decided which one yet. I have to browse.


Don't forget the Post Indicator on the sidebar, it tells you when new posts have been published on the pages.

Later.

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Pizza & Chardonnay

Yes, yesterday was pizza and chardonnay for lunch. I cheated and bought a frozen pizza thingy at the supermarket. Four cheese variety, although I normally make my pizzas from scratch, I had a hankering; and as you know, when you've got an itch, you have to scratch it.

Washing done and out of the way, with absolutely no hope of it drying in the sun... there wasn't any. The predicted cold front arrived the evening before and stymied any hope of a warm weekend.

Anyway, I fired up oven, unwrapped the pizza, yes, another cardboard box and plastic to dispose of. Actually the cardboard box will become tapers that I use to light the oven when needed, saving matches and extending the life of my cigarette lighter, so it is recycling... sort of.

The pizza wasn't destined to be the way I bought it, oh no, I had other ideas, Chopped some olives, mushrooms and bacon and sprinkled them liberally on top of the cheeses before assigning the adulterated pizza to the fires.

Only one word to describe it... 'nom noms' as I lay languidly on the sofa on a cold wet day and watched part of a Brazilian movie 'Se fosse voce,' (If I were you).

I hate Mondays. My first email was a student canceling his classes Tue & Wed; it wasn't the student at the beginning of the day, nor the end of the day, but the one smack in the middle of the day. So I now have to wait two hours each day between classes doing... nothing!

I found this on the web (via Google, of course). It is San Javier Mission in Bolivia. More than that, it was one of the photos that I lost in the great google grab when my blogs disappeared.

San Javier is one of the preserved Missions in the north of Santa Cruz department and makes part of the 'Missions' circuit for tourists, San Miguel, San Javier, San Ignacio de Velasco and San José de la Chiquitos; a circut that takes you from Santa Cruz de la Sierra and back again. Quite beautiful and picturesque.

I stayed up and watched a movie into the wee hours, The Zookeeper, a comedy that tickled my fancy (and being a week away from sixty, I don't let a chance go by to tickle my fancy). So, I slept in, now I am about the time to cook one of my monster burgers for lunch and disappear to teach. Short day today, four hours. The next three are eight-hour days with no break, so I will relish the chance to be home late afternoon for a change.

Good movie to watch for a laugh and a love story.

Gotta go, later

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Balls Up

Yes, the previous post was a balls up. It was intended to be a new page, but I posted it instead, then made the new page. There's more to see on the Music Stuff page and it will give you an idea of the music that I like. I decided to leave the original post up as a teaser.

This weekend is a 'kid-free' zone. I have had to postpone the kids visits until after next pay day because I'm broke.

So at least I have the chance to add new posts on each page. You'll notice the 'post indicator' on the side bar, it'll tell you when and where I have posted recently.

A week of 30+ days and the promise of a cold front arriving today with rain forcast for today and tomorrow.

I have planned basically nothing, although I will make a therapeutic trip to the supermarket - therapy = buying wine. I am preparing for the BBQ Monday week.

So, having said all that...

Later

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Music

Duelling Banjos - Deliverance



Vangelis







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11am Breakfast

Isn't that terrible? 11am and I started to cook breakfast; and what's more, I even looked at the opened bottle of Argentine Syrah in the fridge from last night. Nah, that was taking debauchery to new levels; I settled for chocolate milk.

Today is my first Friday without private classes. I didn't have to get up for anybody or anything. Although, I was up earlier and checked my emails.

Bacon & Eggs... nom noms.

This picture made me think. I have been sitting on it for sometime knowing that one day it would come in handy.

Bacon is now classed as one of the dangerous foods because it contains sodium nitrite as a preservative. NaNO2 is a known cancer causing agent. Which just begs the question, why now? Bacon has been a method of preserving pork for 1,000s of years and all of a sudden it is dangerous...

Can't help it. I love bacon.

I'm broke this month. I have spent too much. I am now counting my pennies because Monday week I have promised to host a BBQ at the botequim on my birthday. That is the day I officially become a velho caduco (a senile grouchy old man), yes, it is the day I turn 60.

I wonder if I will be expected to sit around on park benches with other grouchy old men and 'chew the fat' (preferably bacon). I don't feel sixty. I am rather proud of the fact that I have made the distance. Never thought much about it before, but now the more I do, the more I don't feel it. I am too young at heart, despite the bloody walkingstick. I may not run to the botequim next door, but I do make it a fast hobble to arrive at beer o'clock.

Speaking of which, it is beer o'clock and time for the local news.

I have been looking for a way to make updates on my pages appear, but I cant find one. I tried the blog list, but it just show actual blog posts on the home page. If anyone out there knows how, leave a note for me.

Time to put my pants on and hobble off...

Later.

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