APADKBA ii

Second episode of blah blah. APADKBA. What an acronym. Man.

Well, this is my cat.

Expect more interesting photography when I get a new camera and my web site is finally up and running.

I'll keep y'all posted. Y'all.

APADKBA i

Yes, that's an acronym. Yes, it means A Picture A Day Keeps Boredom Away. Yes, I'm launching it now. Yes, that's a Roman numeral.



First up is a self-portrait of... my eyes. Eek. For the most part, the pictures I'm uploading will be shot with my trusted Palm Zire 71 (an older version of the Zire 72, apparently). I hope this will change in the future, when I'm making photography a more serious hobby of mine. To keep my head above water a bit, you know. One needs indulging in hobbies sometimes. Also new is the bottom line in this post, which I intend to append to every future post.

Posted while listening to Red Hot Chili Peppers - Leverage Of Space (live)

Nay!!!

I was going to post something here about my life, and how I am going to try to find a job again and then study something once I get heaps of money, but...

...then something happened. Terrorism. Again!

Sheeesh, those guys don't know when to stop, do they? Now it's London, tomorrow it's here. It's getting closer to the Netherlands, and that's not funny. Pretty terrible, actually. Is this the price you pay for fighting an unjust war? Probably.

But what can be done about it? Not much. You could of course ban Islam as a religion, but that wouldn't solve a lot. What you could do is send all the muslims back to Arabia. Because it's only the Arabic muslims that are bad. Just live apart, western and eastern civilisation never mingled well. We need apartheid. Back to the Middle Ages, I say. Yea!

Or nay... hmm... we'll see what happens in the future. I was about to release a new feature on this blog, A Picture A Day Keeps Boredom Away. But I'll postpone that for now.

Godspeed to everyone dealing with this tragedy.

"Now learn from the fig tree as an illustration this point: Just as soon as its young branch grows tender and it puts forth leaves, you know that summer is near. Likewise also you, when you see all these things, know that he is near at the doors." -- Matthew 24:32, 33

GOSH DARN IT

Sorry.

Sometimes you feel like nobody wants you. Like, you know, what do you live for man, you know. I didn't even get into the bloody pharmacist assistant education. Why? Beats me. But now I want to study English at university. English is where my heart is, and always been. It's the language I love. And if that doesn't get me a good start to the rest of my life, I don't know what will. Look where it got Professor Tolkien. He studied English philology, after all.

The only thing I am trying to figure out is whether to first find a job (impossible) to make money, or to dive right in and see where the journey ends (slightly less impossible). I have no idea. Somebody give me a job, because I'm about to stop looking for one altogether.

"In the sweat of your face you will eat bread until you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken. For dust you are and to dust you will return." -- Genesis 3:19

Thoughts for the Day

I love life, even though I don't have a love life.

I know something of everything, but of nothing everything.

Cooking with Me, episode whatever

Once more, with feeling

Spaghetti like you never had it
- spaghetti
- whisky cocktail sauce
- "Valess"

I like cooking with feeling. Not with amounts of stuff. Just feel when it's ready, taste it to see if it's good. For this recipe, just cook the spaghetti, and stir-fry the Valess. But what is Valess? It's a meat replacer. For now, it's only available in the Netherlands, but I hope my international friends will get it soon. You'll need the roerbakblokjes (yes, that's Dutch) for this meal. Just throw everything together and pour over the sauce. It's good.


Now, for my non-culinary friends. I recently saw Episode III. A pirated copy, because I didn't want to pay to see another bad film. Of course, I will buy the DVD when it comes out. Anyway, I quite liked this one, as opposed to the first II Star Wars films. This one actually has quite a story going. Or rather, quite a lot of action. Not an awful lot of story. The dialogue was better than I had expected, the acting wasn't as bad as in the first two clickies... er... movies. It's a nice transition from the recent trilogy to the old trilogy. And there's a good moment in the movie. One of those moments where the fate of the universe hangs in the balance, where one character has only to do this or that, even seems to do what is good, but then turns bad after all. It's inevitable, but you hope they will do the right thing anyway. It's in human nature to think like this. Anyway, I'm talking about the end of the Mace Windu/Palpatine duel.

Go see it.

De Medici*

*Of Medics

Right, so, ob li da ob la da and all that, life goes on yadda yadda. Because of this inevitable fact, that time keeps ticking away my money, I have another education application under construction, so to say. Assistant pharmacist. Or whatever Anglosaxons call it. Do stuff at an apothecary. Yes, that's a typical girl job. Yes, I'll be surrounded by girls. Yes, I don't know if that's a good thing yet.

But what I really wanted to talk to you guys about, is hospitals. Hospitals today don't seem to generate the hospitality their name would imply. While hospitals had been generally for the good of the people, not so anymore. It's big business now ($€$). In the recent past, one would come to such an institution and be called a patient, yea, and be treated as one. Now however, it seems they're moving toward a more business-like approach. Patient = customer, hospital = company, doctors = employees. This is a very bad development, in my opinion, which the government - sadly - encourages by emphasising the importance of money in health care. Doctors and patients alike are vicitimised by these developments: doctors hobble from ski vacation to ski vacation, while becoming apathetic of the patient. The patient does not get the treatment they deserve. Not just because they are in fact a paying customer, but more importantly, because it is a doctor's moral duty to help a patient however he can. Money is of no importance in this. But Hippocrates' oath doesn't apply anymore, I suppose... and I quote:

Into whatever houses I enter, I will go into them for the benefit of the sick, and will abstain from every voluntary act of mischief and corruption; and, further from the seduction of females or males, of freemen and slaves.

Doctors aren't like this anymore. Leastways, most of them are in it for their own wallet. Yes. I'm sorry I have to say this, but it's true. The days that health care was based on care for your neighbour... are long gone. One of the many things that have changed over time, for the worse.

IN OTHER NEWS, to end this blog post positively, I won last Saturday's LOTROTCG Highlander tournament. Oh sure, only six people showed up, but it's still cool. For those who (think they) understand, read on. It got me a Mouth of Sauron avatar (very cool), physical Boromir HoO promo, and I got a foil Blood Runs Chill in one of my online boosters.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.

Uh, yes, thank you, Bill... uh... Sky?

DOOR.

Ah, yes. By the way, it isn't my time yet, is it?

NOT YET.

Ah. Thank you. Er, bye then.

BYE. FOR NOW.