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so, the guilt trip worked! trester, jayzn and even dear hunter all came out of the woodwork to show their faces at the stagger. although hunter seems to be rather bored; trester is possibly referring to my newfound passion for making quiche; and jayzn? well, he seems to have gotten ahold of a rather interesting book on insults around the world.

life in the key of me has been rather interesting. i have figured out that the ipod and its evil companion, itunes, were designed by satan himself.

maybe i have finally hit that wall where i cannot adapt to new technology (highly doubtful).

much more likely that apple has sold the company soul to the devil (in line behind bill gates & co.) in order to make little gadgets that are designed to drive us all insane. or maybe just me?

itunes is the one program, possibly ever, which i have not been able to cajole into behaving somewhat rationally. all those who use it without problems and think it is the greatest program in the world can just sit down and shush right about …now…

add to this the constant freezing and/or dying of the ipod itself (celebrating 48 straight hours of it not doing either!) and the complete and utter bastardization of my computer by quicktime….well, i think you can see it has not been the most satisfying ten days of ipod ownership. a bit crazy and not half sane, in fact.

to add to my highly emotional state: i am currently sitting in front of the computer slowly backing up all my data before the blue screen of death appears. the signs are all pointing in that direction. i should have some experience in interpreting the signs given that if this harddrive dies i will be replacing it for the fourth time.

yes, the fourth.

fifth if you count my external 120 gb iomega that bit the dust last april. we do not really talk about that one. bit of a sore spot.

this week i have learned that to be alone is most definitely a gift, not a burden. that the ipod is evil. that itunes is trying to take over the world with quicktime. finally, last but not least, that i have to start wearing glasses more because i am apparently fucking up my eyes by wearing my contacts so much.

damn vanity.

there are reasons i can’t tell you

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finally, music therapy. or music to put you in therapy. not quite sure at this point…

a big thanks to my fellow stagger bloggers. i always appreciate a different point of view, and you all fit the bill…

maybe you can convince happy and lupine to come out of the closet and post as well?

Knowing that our gracious host is a fan of cunning linguistics, I thought it would be fun to introduce my fellow patrons to some new words … these are words that I feel could be used to make the world a better place. That is, if any of us could actually pronounce them.

Cursing is a good thing, and here’s a particularly good curse from the Yiddish Language … “Zolst farliren aleh tseyner achitz eynm, un dos zol dir very ton” which translates as” May you lose all your teeth but one and my that one ache”

And as our delicious host is a fan of the Spanish language, here’s a delightful curse to use in those moments when words fail you, “Asi te tragues un pavo y todaslas plumas se conviertanen cuchillas de afeitar” which means “May all your turkey’s feathers turn into razor blades”.

Quite inventive, don’t you think?

A German word that could be useful in certain circles is “Backpfeifengesicht” which translates as a face that cries out for a fist in it.

And for those moments when all else fails you, the Japenese have the perfect word, the verb “Tsuji-giri” which means “To try out a new sword on a passer by”

I urge you all to include these new and exciting words in your vocabulary … and I will be back with more interesting words very soon.

I would like to formally lodge a complaint to tofallfromgrace. In her last post 7 DAYS AGO, she said that she was a bit sad before coming to my house for a football game. I REALLY WONDER if she is still sad seeing how it has BEEN 7 DAYS. Life can change very quickly and as this is the case, I DEMAND AN UPDATE POST!!!! hehe

Tim

Hey it is me again!! HUNTER!! I am post here more than the other so to keep the bloe active. And cause I am testing out new features and she is never on when I am working of course. Always doing something else when I am working for her cannot believe it!!!!!!! Yes I am a poster here and I am proud of it. But I am also a poster on about 20 other blogs on my servers…… Soo much fun. Anyway can find me I am hiding away working if ya need me or I am asleep.

It is cold … damp .. foggy … typically British day really. And on these days, an Englishman’s thoughts turn to higher, more spiritual matters.

For example. I had12 pairs of identical socks. Since washing them, I now have another sock that I don’t recognise. It doesn’t have a mate, and appears forlorn and alone. Why? This leads me to wonder if the spinning of the washing machine creates some sort of space time vortex which creates wormholes through which socks appear and disappear?

My other big topic of thought at the moment, and perhaps if there are any Italians reading you could advise me … Does Italy have a Highway code? Does it have any rules of the road? Or are the rules of the road a throwback to the Gladitorial days? Has the Colliseum been closed and the gladiators handed a set of car keys and told to get on with it?

I ask because I’ve just returned from a trip to Rome (lucky me!). I have been to central London and even into New York, and to be honest, Rome makes these look like quiet country roads.

The taxi from the airport to the hotel … well … if rollercoasters don’t scare you enough, get in a Roman Taxi … then you’ll realise why they have so many churches … you’ll be in them praying too after the ride. They pay no attention to lane markings and happily drive down the middle of the road, swerve in and out of lanes (indicators by the way appear to be just a fashion accessory).

Now, I could have handled the taxi driving down the tram lines … him overtaking a tram and driving towards an oncoming tram … that was not so easy to handle. Nor was the lack of seatbelts in the back of the taxi … trust me … I got very close to Jesus, Mary and any other passing deities during that ride.

And let’s not mention the scooters … they are everywhere too … you take your life into your hands when you cross the roads in Rome. The white hatching of a pedestrian crossing appears to be the Roman equivalent of a bullseye or something … the drivers take a perverse pleasure from seeing how close they can get to you whilst you are crossing.

What’s disturbing is that it’s not just the boy racers … it’s everyone, regardless of race, age or sex. I would have thought being such a godly town they would have driven more serenely and courteously, but perhaps it’s something to do with the repression of catholicism? I almost got topped by some woman reversing backwards at a great speed down a one way street … they are insane!

Now Rome is an Interesting Place. And notice the capitals (unlike our gracious host, I like capital letters). It’s a bizarre mix of pagan and christian symbology with liberal dashings of sex, i.e. nude pictures / statues. The statues are particularly amusing as obviously there was an era when showing a man’s dangly bits was not permissible. So well meaning prudes went around and either hacked off the dangly bits or covered them up with dodgy looking fig leaves.

I will put together a flickr presentation to elucidate more on this dangerous voyage as soon as I am back on broadband. I can’t wait to share with you the confessionals that look like WC’s and have a little red light come on when they are in use. They made me laugh … toilet humour I suppose.

Now I was thinking whilst in Rome (careful, it does happen). We are inundated with reality TV shows, so why not have The Bishop Factor? This would be a group of bishops performing mass each week and then people would phone in and vote for their favourite bishop … Simon Cowell could tell them their mass was “the worst he’d ever seen” or something … thought it might for fun.

Incidentally, I want a cardinal. If anyone can tell me where I can get one, please let me know …

Oh, and whilst wandering around the Vatican I joked about Pope TV - you know, reruns of your favourite masses and speeches … I got back to the hotel, switched it on and there was a church service on … trouble was the singing was diabolically out of tune … it’d never have been allowed on Songs of Praise!

I shall undoubtedly post again some more in the immediate future, there is much to rant about
Until the next this, this is Jason from England signing out … I’ll be back!

yes, i know the new quote at the top is a bit messy looking, but i still love the quote and we are going to go with it for a few days okay? here’s some blog updates to pass the time…

uno: thanks to all who asked why i was going part-time…i am not. it was a post by trester, but thanks for the concern. *grin* please remember that we have five posters here. myself, trester, happy, jayzn and lupine. not everyone is around all the time (not naming names of course) and hcl aka my webmaster, hunter, pops in whenever he damn well feels like it.

which is okay…

because he controls the FATE OF MY BLOG! *insert dramatic music here*

dos: i have updated *gasp* the flickr photos over there to the right of the screen. please try not to fall over in shock as you may hit your head and it would just be a bloody big mess from there on out.

tres: i will be updating and changing the links list. i will have a special section for friends & family blogs/websites and then another section with sites i come across and visit regularly. i apologize for my slacking on keeping the list updated and weeding out dead sites. in any case, if you are a friend or family whose blog i do not have, please send it pronto to me here. i will contact everyone whose blog addresses i have prior to renovating the list in case you do not want your blog address made public.

well. i guess that is all. i will leave you with this (because i am a bit sad tonight even with a new ipod) and a promise that although tomorrow i am headed to denver to a playoff game party, i still will never truly understand football.

this kind of day.

or this kind of day.

can’t figure out which.

fighting with my computer all night and day.

i am a geek.

it is good to be a geek.

you did not think i would actually post tonight, did you? at least not about this past weekend! i will get to it this weekend. today i had to:

work
work out
go to dino’s
arrange tickets to anthrax

you heard me.

not even kidding: click here and you will see i am so NOT JOKING.

i will be posting tomorrow night. no kidding. just wanted to let you know that. there is just a lot from this weekend to share.

ah, and the blog updater thingy on the right hand side now works! so plug in your email so that you can know every damn time one of us posts!

you know you want to…

*wink*

ah, and i am secretly in love with james blunt and this is why…

Yeh since I missed ya Allison cause I have class in the morning I will write here…. Ummm I hope this all works if not Don’t call meI will deal with it later I want to go to sleep tonight… Yeh any problems e-mail me I am sure you won’t find any unless they are nit picks pfffft…..Anyway don’t drink too much and ummm oh yeh all the stuff you want me to do you where supposed to e-mail it to me so why don’t you do that… and e-mail me that domain name that I was supposed to lookup for th atband!