My Life According to...Stolen from Roy's Page

Using only song titles from ONE ARTIST of your choice, cleverly answer these questions.You can't use the band/artist/performer I used.Do not repeat a song title!
It's a lot harder than you think!  
Re-post as "My Life According to (band / artist / performer's name)"


HERE ARE MY CHOICES
Pick your Artist:
Linkin Park
Are you a male or female:
In Between
Describe yourself:
In Pieces
How do you feel:
Faint
Describe where you currently live:
Shadow of the Day
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?
Somewhere I Belong
Your favorite form of transportation:
Crawling
Your best friend is:
A Place for my Head
You and your best friends are:
With You
What's the weather like:
Cure for the Itch
If your life was a TV show, what would it be called:
Hit the Floor
What is life to you:
Bleed it Out
Your relationship:
From the Inside
Your fear:
Nobody's Listening
What is the best advice you have to give:
Leave Out All the Rest
Thought for the Day:
Breaking the Habit
How I would like to die:
Easier to Run
My soul's present condition:
Numb 

Bad Milk

Here's one of my more stupid moments.  Earlier this week while taking the dogs out (I'm currently looking after a friend's dog), I saw this homemade sign in front of a building that is being renovated.  I just had to have a photo of this original and funny sign.  It said something like: 'Caution - Men at work - Guard dog on duty' along with a drawing of a chihuahua.  As luck would have it, I didn't have my camera with me, but I decided to go back to the building once I got the dogs home.  Instead of putting the camera in its case, I grabbed a plastic bag, placed the camera inside and took off to immortalize that sign.  Wouldn't you know by the time I got there, the sign had been removed and the area around the building closed off!  I suppose the big boss has no sense of humour or he was protecting himself against a fine or worse in case bits of brick should fall on anyone walking underneath.

So where is the stupid moment?  The plastic bag where I'd put the camera had served another purpose in its previous life.  I'd put a milk carton and an Actimel bottle in it until I could dispose of them properly.  The plastic bag was empty except for some putrid-smelling liquid in the bottom, which unfortunately I failed to notice until I took an extremely sticky smelly camera out.  I'm sure it was the remains of the Actimel, and I swear I could smell that awful odour the entire day.  The button for turning the camera on was glued by the sugar from the Actimel, but I finally got it all cleaned to the point that it turned on easily and no longer smelled.  Every time I take the camera out now I have a sniff.  Thank goodness it still works.

The word 'leche' (milk) is a much used word in Spanish in rude expressions and should be avoided.  LOL.  While getting out of a car once my foot got caught in the seatbelt and I fell and split my lip, my friends said I exclaimed (though I don't remember) '!Qué leche me he dado!' Polite translation: 'I really came a cropper'.  Talking about bad luck: !Qué mala leche!  Or a person who is in a bad, bad mood: !Qué mala leche tiene!

There might have been a couple of bad milk secrets on Post Secret today, These I ignore and remember the ones like the one at the top.  After all, I'm a teacher.  Another odd number on the visitor counter: 253,365,513.

Hope everybody has a great week.  How time flies!  There are four upcoming birthdays on my network calendar today and three of them are for family!  

On the Soapbox

As all of my contacts, friends and family on Multiply know I've been living in Spain most of my life and have fully integrated into the Spanish way of life.  I don't like bullfights, but then a lot of pro animal rights Spaniards don't either.  However, there is one aspect of this society which pains me so much, and I've just heard of a similar incident happening in the US.

This month of July in two different parts of Spain, two 13-year-old girls have been the victims of gang rapes.  The oldest assailants in both cases are just 15.  The law in Spain says that anyone under 14 cannot be held accountable for his or her actions so most of these boys are still out on the street.  One of the families has decided that they can't stand knowing that the boys are free to commit the same crime again if they so desire and seeing them and have decided to move away, but how will their daughter ever forget what happened to her?  In the case in the US the little girl is only 8 while her rapists are between 9 and 14.  The girl's family who are from Liberia say that it's her fault.  At least social services have stepped in.  I hope the family never see that child again!  I don't criticise customs that are different from mine and I know in some cultures young children are married off.  However, to say that a little 8 year-old girl is at fault is a mountain load of bull crap!

Many people in Spain don't agree with the law and want it changed.  The only forward I've ever sent (and I'm sure I mentioned this before) was protesting the release of one of the rapists of a sweet girl named Sandra.  Her rapists ran over her with a car, and then because she was still alive burnt her body.  Can't you imagine the agony she must have suffered and that her family is still suffering?  

As my dear grandmother always said, what is this world coming to?  Haven't these people been taught right from wrong?  Well, I totally disagree that a person younger than 14 doesn't know that crime is wrong.  And here I sometimes think of that turtle that my little playmate and I stomped to death or the baby chicks I fed to the dog when I was 2.

English Made Easy

One of my students found this on the internet and sent it to me.  What is in parenthesis is my addition to the text.




¿¿Quién dijo que el inglés es fácil???  A ver, este curso consta de 3 módulos: Who said learning English is easy???  This course consists of 3 levels)


1 - Modulo básico (Basic Level)


En español: Tres brujas miran tres relojes Swatch.  Que bruja mira que reloj?


En ingles: Three witches watch three Swatch watches.  Which witch watches which Swatch watch?






2 - Modulo avanzado (Advanced Level)


En español: Tres brujas 'travestis' miran los botones de tres relojes Swatch.  ¿Que bruja travesti mira los botones de que reloj Swatch?


En ingles: Three switched witches watch three Swatch watch switches.  Which switched witch watches which Swatch watch switch?






3 - ...y este ya es para masters (and now for Proficiency Level)


En español: Tres brujas suecas transexuales miran los botones de tres relojes 'Swatch' suizos.  Que bruja sueca transexual mira a que boton de que reloj 'Swatch' suizo?


En ingles: Three Swedish switched witches watch three Swiss Swatch watch switches.  Which Swedish switched witch watches which Swiss Swatch watch switch?


Ahora entiendes porque le dicen wachi wachi al Ingles (Now you understand why we say wachi wachi to the English)

¡¡¡¡Bueno, a practicar todo el mundo!!!!

Thought I Saw a Tweety Bird

I'm not on Twitter, which is why this is the first time I've heard this song.

No Beaching

These are the stones that I've collected for one of my sisters who's a collector of such things.  They've all come from the parks near my house because our river beach hasn't been constructed yet (Madrid without construction work would surely be paradise).The stones that Loretta recently collected from the rock pool are nicer though I think one of these 'gems' is special - the one that's pinkish.  I found this particular one in the Fuente del Berro Park, which has to be the nicest park in this area.  I think I've mentioned before that most parks once belonged to royalty and the rich.  As a matter of fact, Fuente del Berro was once owned by a Dutch family I believe.  Anyway, this pink stone is heart-shaped, not perfect but it does resemble a heart.

Ironically the other day I was reading an article about collecting.  Actually it was about things that we waste money on and one of them was adding to our owl collection.  Well, I have such a collection but have no intention of adding more to it.  I've finally got rid of the 'Magic Chef', Chinese bowls and various bibelots (can't understand why the spell checker on here underlines the word bibelot if Dean Koontz uses it all the time).  I cringe every time somebody gives me a new dust collector (bibelot), and I have some that I know I'll eventually get rid of.  I'd much rather receive a scarf, a piece of jewellery or something edible.  How about you?

It's a good thing that I've given away some things because I just found out this past week that our column of the building needs reinforcing so they'll be knocking down a wall in my flat and restructuring it any time now.  One of my friends has found out that her sister has a brain tumour and has to go to England, so I'll be looking after her dog plus I'll be cat-sitting in August.  I've learnt my lesson - no more talking about uneventful weeks!  I only pray that Shona comes through her treatment with a clean bill of health.

Although I have no intention of using it, I had to copy one of the secrets from Post Secret today.  It's only one of the sweetest secrets I've read in a long time.  I was an odd number again on the visitor counter: 251,725,493.

Hope everybody has a good week.  I know some are getting ready for their holidays.  I'll be doing a countdown too soon.  

You Speak English, Do You?

Bill's Gone Fishin'

Lazy Sunday and Brother's Birthday

I have no idea what the temperature is - only that it's hot and hotter. At least that's what this big rock I've got says. This has been another uneventful week in our lives, but many times I'm thankful for those uneventful weeks and not because I haven't had to listen to a certain person fussing about everything like how the cleaning lady doesn't do her job properly. I know, I know! Tell her that if she isn't satisfied with how this person cleans to tell her to do it herself. What? And listen to more fussing? No thanks and I hope today continues being a lazy Sunday and that I can get a few things done around here that need doing.

Our Town Council comes around every third Tuesday of the month picking up old furniture and junk, so I'm trying to separate what is junk and can be thrown out come the third Tuesday and what I can give to my friend Chris. I've already told her that I have something like a Magic Chef that she can make bread in - it's just taking up space and a lovely set of Chinese bowls that I've never used and which I've had for over 30 years. Things that Chris can't use she gives to charity, but these two things I know she´ll keep. After all, if she can't use them here, she can use them in Málaga or in her house in Wales.

Again I enjoyed the secrets on Post Secret and there is one in particular that I could have written but didn't. The more I think about it, the more I'm convincing myself to send in my own secret. LOL. This week I got an even number on the visitor counter: 250,017,040.

Although I've said this has been an uneventful week for me, it hasn't been that really. A 27-year-old runner was gored to death by one of the bulls in The Running of the Bulls Festival in Pamplona. He was from Alcalá de Henares, Cervantes's town. I don't like being in airports, but I wouldn't have minded being in the airport in Palma de Mallorca this past week. A drunk, out-of-his mind Englishman, who the news article said was a double for someone famous, gave away 53,000 euros (a bit less than $75,000)! I'd like to know whose double he was (Prince Charles's perhaps?), and I'd sure like to be on the receiving end of that money. 

Hope everyone has a good week. Today is my brother Timmy's 50th birthday! Peanut, as he's called, is one of those quiet types who if he has a sense of humour it's well-hidden. I remember when dad washed his hands with the dog's flea soap how funny we thought it was - everybody that is except Timmy and dad (two of a kind). Now when Timmy goes to have breakfast at Dairy Queen, he orders two sausage and biscuits - one for him and one for his dog. Happy birthday!

Running of the Bulls

Today begins the famous San Fermin Festival in Pamplona. Here's a cute video from 2007

Another I Can't Believe

At least three of this week's secrets on Post Secret could have been written by me (but I assure you weren't), one of them being losing things in my tiny apartment.  I've 'hidden' my bank books in a secret place that even I haven't discovered yet.  And no, I haven't put them in the freezer. That is where everybody hides things of value.  Post Secret certainly shows us that we're not as unique as we'd like to think we are.  Another odd number on the visitor counter: 248,428,817.  Please note that the post card I've included with this blog is not one of the three secrets.  I just like it and admire its author to no end.

I'm still doing the shopping for the neighbour in the cast, who incidentally is supposed to have it removed on the 15th.  Now I don't mind helping out someone who needs it.  However, I can't say I enjoy shopping for this particular person.  The other day I spent 10 minutes or more trying to find a loaf of bread that was toasted just right.  In the end, they all looked the same to me and I told her so.  Her son has been around to visit her some, but whenever I've seen him arrive he hasn't brought anything, which I suppose isn't surprising.  I remember my mom telling me once when they had been snowbound for a couple of weeks and my brother and his wife finally came bringing a loaf of bread and a package of cookies, which they helped eat.

Did anybody find that pages loaded very, very slowly on Multiply yesterday?  I can imagine some of the problems that you had, Loretta because the slowness was only on Multiply.  I even tried slow, slow IE, and found that the theme that I've been using for quite some time doesn't display properly on IE and not at all on my netbook on IE.  I can understand frustration having to rely on Internet Explorer.  As long as my theme shows up correctly in FF, I'm not going to change it.  I suppose some of the problems may be due to the new 4.0.

Hope everybody who celebrates the 4th of July has had an enjoyable weekend.  Too bad holidays pass by so quickly.  Anyway, relax as much as possible today because the next day is Monday and the beginning of another week - at least it is in Spain since our week begins on Monday.