Archive for December, 2007

Bordeaux

Monday, December 10th, 2007

no entry for well over a year…this is even worse than that time…

OK so spent another weekend in France…it rained…and rained…Looking at the muddy river in bordeaux really made me think of the Coos Bay waterfront. miss it from time to time….

the food in France is really quite amazing…expensive, but I think really really good….

this also goes for pastries…Woe be to those (can one say that ;) who hit the Saturday/Sunday markets for pastries….Good lord that raspberry tart thing was bloody amazing!!!! Even after sitting for about 24 hours unrefrigerated…

I miss the sweet sweet sound of the chicken dance….The chicken was liberated from the Cambridge or Oxford, or Chelsea Arms, or Buckingham Palace or the fox n Hound or whatever the name of that English pub was…

Necropolises, Necropoles, Necropoleis or Necropoli

Wednesday, December 5th, 2007

When one is writing a business email one should not confuse illicit and elicit…

Necropolis apparently has 4 plurals in English

Necropolises, Necropoles, Necropoleis or Necropoli…Thanks Mel for the language lesson :)

bloody aussies…

why has my page count gone way up the week I have nothing to say?

fogeys on escalators

Saturday, December 1st, 2007

watching old people get on the escalator must be similar to watching a dog try to get on the escalator…here’s how it goes

3 Meters: start to slow down…clutch cane/bags or clench fists…move all goods to left hand.
2 meters: start panicking and prematurely raise right arm to put it on the hand rail thingy
1 meters: look at feet and lower arm to approximate level of hand rail thingy
,1 meters: put both feet at edge of esclator…
pause…
Pause…
block traffic…
Hold hand just above hand rail thingy and lift leading foot (usually the right one)…
wait….
Use these 5 seconds to get the rhythm of the escalator…count the moving steps as they go by…
put hand on hand rail thingy, but only for a second so you can make sure your depth perception is working….
lift leading foot higher, hold breath, close eyes and fall forward….
once both feet are on the steps and you feel yourself moving downward move hard to the right to get out of the way of all the people who were backup up behind you and want to make up time….
go home, watch Matlock/Who wants to be a millionaire and then make soup.

I wonder if I’ll read this as an old man and think times were different when I was young. When I’m old I’ll carry mace and a tazer to ward off of the whippersnappers.