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I just seen a woman celebrating in her what appeared to be very expensive boat. I am not sure if she just sailed around the globe by herself or what she was even celebrating about...

But the "righteous" thought occurred to me...what if all the money she spent preparing and accomplishing that goal was spent toward something more self-less... ....let alone the time.

Not just her...but what about other things people sink endless money, time, effort and thought into for selfish ends.




Just me be righteous here.

........ "never allow anyone in your presence to be humiliated". WHAT?

In the now disappeared blog about the Texas wind farms icing up, USA members were on about how much more they were paying for their electivity because it has to be green now, so costs more against coal power stations, so how much are you paying per KW as I am paying 19p per KW which is about 13c with the current exchange rate and, that includes the so called green energy charges.

A few weeks ago I saw a display at Wal-Mart of quilted blankets that are filled with glass beads. The theory is a weighted blanket gives more comfort and can relieve stress, decreasing movement and allowing the person more deep, restorative REM cycle.

I sleep with a comforter year round and now, in winter months have 2 layers.
South Florida had a few weeks of cold weather this season... cold by our standards with nights as low as 45 degrees Fahrenheit. It was 70 outside last night, the a/c was off and a window fan was on. Too warm for a double layer blanket, I was up several times tossing and turning. I'll make an adjustment for that tonight as I typically get better rest with blankets than sheets.

why is it that people who choose to relocate to another country never really do their home work prior to leaving their mother land,,
no matter which country you go to you will find expats that create their own communities ,create their own pubs create their own shops create their own life style ,,,i am talking about the majority here not the minority,
the majority never try to learn the language of the country that they selected to live in, hardly ever eat the local food or try to integrate in the community ,
and then they wonder why local councils never make it easy for them to apply for things or services.
another trait of expats is to create their own forum in these countries and then run down and complain constantly about everything under the sun, ,
only today i logged into a local forum and the big talking point was the fact that the british expats could no longer buy british foods like cheese bacon butter ect,ect,,,because being an EU country the big supermarkets were no longer stocking these goods ,,, oh dear me the world has stopped now ,,,,
no not really there are plenty of countries that sell equally good if not better products ,,,
but these die hards will not try other goods because they are so set in their ways,,,
which leads one to ask why they move in the first place ,,
well we all know that weather is probably the first and foremost reason for most people to move ,
cost of living is another reason ,followed by education ,,,
i personally emigrated for a better quality of life first and foremost ,do i miss my traditional foods at first i did , but i soon learnt that the local foods were a delight and a lot more healthy ,
i still occasionally make some of my old favourites but i use local products and adapt ,some times successfully and one or two failures but i have never complained about what i could not have ,to be honest it is quite the opposite i am pleased with what i have gained ,,,,,,,,,,,

About a year ago, life changed and suddenly products disappeared off the grocery store shelves. Canned foods, rice, water, laundry soap, bleach, disinfectants and most importantly... toilet paper.
I've been through a bunch of hurricanes and this was 10 times worse.
Fights were commonplace when workers stocked the shelves then opened the doors. People literally ran to the paper products aisle and started filling their shopping carts.
Management wasn't smart enough to post signs limiting quantities at enforce it at the cash registers.
At first, some off brands began to appear. That must have been 4-6 months into the pandemic and when things slowly began to normalize nearly 8 months later I noticed the quality of the products I've been using for years was not up the the standards of a year earlier.
Paper cups for example. I've been buying the same brand for many years. Always reliable. Sometimes, I'd forget and come back in the morning and my beverage was intact. Now, I find that after a few minutes, liquids start to seep through the seams in the bottom of the cups. it's not a bad batch as it's become consistent for a few months now, even if I buy the same brand from another store.
Premium facial tissues would pop-up for the entire box and now, there are breaks so you have to reach inside and get it started again. A box of 160 tissues with 4 sequence breaks usually wastes 8 tissues.
Back to toilet tissue. They are made on machines as one really wide roll then sliced into individual rolls that we are used to using. The edges are perfectly cut... well, they used to be. I'm finding the slicing machine is off and some rolls have jagged edges.
Those machines crank out thousands of rolls per day without human intervention. Maybe it's time someone should check the adjustment of the machines!

Quality... the lack of it!

the coming Sunday.

Opened a bottle of champagne, I’ve bought for a different occasion, and called the marina. Told that I’ve checked with the weather god Prognosis and it promises -3 and 2 (5) m/s from NW (feels like -7). Whatchathink? The marina said: “Welcome”.

Bloody matured of them.

Poured a coupe and said that I’m sorry I’s sour the previous time.

A short discussion followed. I made my points, but accepted theirs. They own the enterprise, which wasn’t said. Bloody mature of them.

Took a sip from the coupe. Woosh… and got to hear that we’ll be paddling deeper into the fiord away from the open sea. Some places there are so shallow the kayak scraps the bottom: no rocks, no sea grass for the crustaceans to hide; no depth for small fishes to escape. Nothing to feed on for the next step of the food chain pyramid…

… and a couple of kilometres longer, than my usual route, which’s good, the days growing longer and all. And the very place I’ve seen my first sea star at. And a sea eagle. And enchantedly, Hänsel-und-Gretelly beautiful behind the turn island….

And no way for seeing a seal: too shallow for them.

I’ll always love you, my beautiful seal. As in Whitney Houston.

But I’m on.

I just got done watching a movie about artificial intelligence and at the end, man's machine had taken over.

It got me thinking. I grew up in small town America, in a place where if you wanted to gain financially, and I mean for the most part just gain enough to pay the bills and survive. In fact, a lot of that life still remains around here....for now. The price to rent an apartment around here can be about $400 a month where in New York City, it can be $2000 a month.

Back when I was young, there really was not much in the lines of making a great living around here. In many cases, one would have to move out from the area in order to "make it" in the world. My father and I would haul scrap iron in the summer time and work in the woods in the -10 degrees cold brisk mornings.

Boy...thinking back to those days seem so ancient now. A time well past....past well back in time.

Now, I can just press a couple of keys in the comfort of my warm home and money comes flowing in from all over the world.

Just the thought of that while I was young...I don't think my wildest dreams could have painted that picture.

This blog is not about money....

It is about the change happening under our noses without us really even giving two thoughts about it. I am from a different time, living in a new world.

Have you ever done this before? Your new neighbor moves into town and you learn a little about them.

You get technical information from him in an area he claims to be an expert in. The information you get does not quite seem right, and you question him on it repeatedly...yet, he insists that he is correct.

Being ignorant, you decide to take his advice instead of double checking on the internet for yourself.

BINGO! your $1000 item finally arrives with a huge freight truck in front of your house, and boy...does that baby look too small.


So, at this time you are really suspicious and you double check the information you received after the item is sitting there in your garage staring you in the face and giving you that sinking feeling in your gut.

Well...here I go shopping again.


I am sure there is a moral to this story somewhere in there.

I wore tight jeans when I was a teenager and the placement of my family jewels was significant. Make the wrong move (like getting out of a sports car) and the pain was eye watering.
If I bought a few pairs of the same style jeans, it was easy to determine the safe side of the zipper. With a different cut of pants and I'd have to rearrange the location of Fred and the twins. As the jeans faded (note: I'd wear clothes until there were rags) you could see wear marks on jeans near the bottom of the zipper and know where the jewels resided.
This wasn't of much importance until my band played a few times at a local pub and the waitress made note of it. I believe it was her hobby and the size of the wear mark was a determining factor if she was interested in a guy or not. Looks to her weren't important.

Anyway, it's been years now that I'm wearing relaxed-fit jeans and 'placement' is no longer an issue. I stopped drinking juice and drinks with sugar, cut out cakes and donuts and my weight is 10 pounds less. My jeans are noticeably baggy. I'm opposed to wearing a belt and suspenders are out of the question... that means I'm constantly pulling up my jeans. It's not 'hip-hop' territory yet, but I'm working on a plan. I ruled out a strip of Velcro on my backside but there is merit to stitching some elastic on the inner waistband so no one can see it.

If I lose another 10 pounds I'll be shopping for new jeans with regular fit. The fear then is having to worry about which side of the zipper to hang my Ying Yang.