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I met some funny accidents today.. I went to the library with my daughter on the way back I went to a book shop. I bought some creative stuff for my daughter and the price was 38 euros,, when I try to pay by card she said it is not possible so I have withdraw some cash and I gave the cashier 50euros. I suppose to have 12 euros back But I got 78euros back. So I went to the shop back I have said "you gave me too much of money back. I suppose to have 12 euros back. But here you gave me 78euros .Here I give you back what you gave me extra"and I gave the money back. The man got all the sudden so mad and yell at me may be you don't know nothing about maths I do have a master degree, if you don't know how much is from 50-38 get lost from my shop. Well I tried to help him with a lost but he yelled at me so I walk away silently with 78Euros.

Now I am thinking if I have maths master degree then 50-38=78 euros ? of what?

Next funny thing is I have ordered pair of sneakers for my daughter from a leading website in EU just for shoes and some other lot of stuff. Just the day after I got the shoes and she was wearing since then. When I am back home from that educated mans shop there was a voice mail waiting " Dear madam we are truly sorry to inform you that your purchase cannot be delivered it is out of stock please purchase some other style as your wish we will give you 50% reduction from the original price for the inconvenience"

I think who ever handle the internet order might have master degree in marketing or may be maths

I think governments should think of hiring master degree holders for even to drive the buses.
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Love Is not blind now as it was said before
Love is for money status ranks beauty or now Love is materialistic
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Driving doesn’t come naturally to me: 4.5 months of no-driving made me insecure and cautious, even only at the start. But as soon as my hands felt the paddle, I didn’t have to control my movements. They happened automatically. As if they were waiting all this time just for this moment: to get the grip and start paddling. It felt like liberation. Like the piece, previously missing in my life, at last fell on its place.

Saw a heron. Saw 2 female eiders with 5 or 6 tiny eiderlings and a couple of gees with their newly hatched goslings: so small, it’s difficult to count at the distance and against the sun. Saw a pair of swains mating: there will be small singlets in a couple of weeks.

Paddled and drifted with the elements and then paddled again. Saw no seal.

Overbrimmed with happiness and already longing for the next time

what a night with the horrible gusty winds blowing mightly everywhere...did not get much sleep so may just sleep today and go to a Mass tomorrow instead of midnight mass...am so tired...with the winds howling and everything shaking and sirens going off everywhere...we had tornadoes in r state like other places here in the usa....weird xmas time!!

Last I knew, Americans were a Democracy and we had freedoms. But, our dear Kings and Queens of elected officials say bah humbug to that idea. Now the Mayor of New York city decreed via mandate, that all PRIVATE businesses shall toe the line ordered by him. Every worker must get a shot. And, after 45 days a second one. Employers must post proof and may get fined. They dont have to fire any worker, just not let them work.
Now a mask mandate doesnt affect a body for years to come. No issue with clothing rules. Otherwise we might run all over naked and that would open a heck of a lot of issues. Please stop sweating on my lunch! A mask is clothing. Not that mandates do much good when people hang them loose, under their nose or chin. Better than a mandate, teach dummies how they might do some good if worn correctly.
But, when government orders people to take a "drug", that is against the Constitution.HEPPA laws were made to prevent others from invading your health privacy. If a friend is undergoing medical care, I have no rights to ask their medical personal anything about it or their condition or even if in hospital. A law against domestic partners.
Yet government in a time, NOT of war, feels the right to tell people they must take a vaccine with so many questions against a virus with so many unknowns.
Give politicians an inch and what next. You MUST take statins so you don't end up in hospital? You must take blood pressure meds for the same reason? And the person you work for has to be the servant of the government to see that you do?
Maybe next Sir Mayor decides that no one may be a customer in ANY store unless vaxed. Not just entertainment venues, but things like grocery stores and drug stores and gas stations.
Or perhaps birth control orders so commerce is not interrupted by pregnancies or parental leave.
Guess what, when Big Brother says its for your own good..they are NOT your parents! They are your rulers.

there's saying : it is hard to be a woman you must think like a man act like a lady look like a young girl and work like a horse.
yes absolutely right

Two bottles of water, some nuts and an apple…and I’m good to go.

The skies are grey, the rocks are grey, the water is grey, the middle of November. No wind and mild.

Alone in the whole fjord… or so it felt until that loud splash behind my back. Turned around and indeed there were signs of disturbed water. Started slowly to circle the place and it surfaced in the beginning of the second loop. Paddled in wide circles for some time, enjoying the company, then continued with the usual rout. And it followed me for some while. Wasn’t the first time a seal followed me, but this one made a splash with its back flippers, when it felt like I haven’t turned for a while to look at it. Seals…

Otherwise, the usual for the season and the place: more swans than Canada geese. One or another V-shaped formation. A lot of young herons: some fishing, some flying both solo and in larger groups. And a bird of prey, that could be a sea eagle.

Returning in the dusk, that part of the day when the sun got down, but it isn’t dark yet; when the last ones are finishing their daily activity and hurrying back to the nest; when everyone is trying to keep quiet… and there’s me paddling carefully for the last kilometre, trying not to disturb this delicate silence…

I consider every occasion as it could be the last one. It feels more special in that way.

Been and paddled: -5 (feels like -8), NW 3m/s, full sun shine. It can’t be better on the last day of January. A few strokes and you are gliding into vastness and stillness of the fjord, it’s only you and a few birds, who are still inhabiting the place. The mundane boredom of the past week – gone. The pain of the wrecked hip – gone. You made it again: you are on the water and moving and no one around…

…well, no one, except your companion, who fancies himself a singer and who happened to own the kayak, you are paddling in, and it all can go to hell any given moment, if you don’t contain yourself.
Which you usually do.

Success is not given. An obstacle is expected at every step of the enterprise: the garage door might get stuck so that you can’t manage it and there’s nothing else to do, but to abort the journey. The traffic might get stuck for so long, that there’s nothing else to do, but to abort the journey. The car is old, to put it mildly, so no comments. The ice at the perch might be too thick, that there’s nothing else to do, but to abort the paddling. Yes, you drove 110 km (the route includes a ferry) and there’s nothing else to do, but to turn around and go home. It is in the calculus and you’ve prepared to face it as a grown-up.

But when you made it and on… When you on the water and paddling… When you are already made the first third of the trip, just got that “at least!” feeling, when the tension started to seep off you and relaxation on its way… Your companion says: “There’s fog and we are to turn around and paddle as fast as possible to get from it.”

Wut? It’s a sea smoke, goossake man!, and there’s no wind, no waves, no boats and we have GPS in my mobile.

Goose – facking sake – and he insisted and I turned around.

The very first paddling that’s a complete disappointment. 7 km in 2 hours and I hated the last half of it. Pure primordial hate.


Saw a fox on the way back.

The perfect place: so much space and light and air at once, felt like I came out from a prison. A perfect day: no wind within the fiord; no waves, safe for those from the motorboats. The perfect me: I never stopped to believe that I’d return and I returned. To turn it right: my belief returned me.

After some time of adjustment, found the grip and the pace. And then the peace. And then the satisfaction. And then came joy. A total wholesome delight of being. At last!

Cloudy and warm enough to start the trip with short sleeves, took though on a wind-breaker with long sleeves upon coming closer to the open sea. There was a moderate North making waves, offering a resistance, waking up my abs and obliques. A pleasant discovery that I still had some after seven weeks.

Back in the protected waters, took a break for a few nuts and an apple. With a mouthful of juicy pulp, heard a proper splash as if someone dove in from a considerable height. Sure enough, an otter appeared a few metres from me and started to swim above the surface in a large circle. Chewing and softening, I observed the performance. On its second circle, a thought crossed my mind: could it be that the animal had a nest near the place I’s leisurely drifting by and the brave parent tried to lead me away from it? Increased the chewing frequencies, took the paddle and left the premises.

At the end of the trip – the marina’s already warned that I’m arriving in fifteen – I broke and turned, just to take in the whole view for the last time… and saw a rather large fish, ca 30 cm, jumping out of water once and again. Thought: “Someone has an excess of energy”, as I myself was totally exhausted. And then the fish jumped out a few times more: plump-plump-plump… And after came a seal and ended the story.

California air regulators are set to vote Thursday on a historic plan that would effectively require all new cars sold within the state to be zero-emission vehicles by 2035 — a ruling that would put the nation’s most populous state in the forefront of phasing out internal combustion engines and the harmful, planet-warming gasses they emit.

If approved, the regulations are expected to significantly reduce vehicle carbon dioxide emissions, as well as smog-forming nitrogen oxides over the next two decades. It could also lead the way in transforming America’s aging fleet of gasoline-powered automobiles.

“The climate crisis is solvable if we focus on the big, bold steps necessary to stem the tide of carbon pollution,” Gov. Gavin Newsom said Wednesday. “California now has a groundbreaking, world-leading plan to achieve 100% zero-emission vehicle sales by 2035. It’s ambitious, it’s innovative, it’s the action we must take if we’re serious about leaving this planet better off for future generations.”

The proposed rules would establish a credit system for automakers supplying California car dealerships and take effect in 2026. In that year, 35% of all new cars an auto manufacturer sells to California dealerships would need to be either zero-emission, plug-in hybrid or hydrogen-powered vehicles. That would increase to 68% in 2030 and 100% by 2035.

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