days without a job

According to the Concise Oxford English Dictionary:
Bookcrossing
n. the practice of leaving a book in a public place to be picked up and read by others, who then do likewise.
(added to in August 2004)

The Bookcrossing site registers users from all around the world and puts forth the word to encourage people to share their books.

A very noteworthy cause. Check ‘em out, and help give reading pleasure to someone who might not be able to afford them.

A nurse? A flight attendant? But I think here, she’s supposed to be …. a cook? Gimme a break!

the bad ads on facebook, that is.
Do I want to know that this guy searched for me? Nuh uh. What are you, KIDDING me?

My friend Kitty is back home. Why is this a reason to blog? Because she tried to commit suicide (overdose) and was rescued by two friends who came in to the house and called 911. She was at 4 1/2 breaths per minute. She was very close to death. But it wasn’t meant to be. And I am relieved and delighted and happy and ecstatic that she’s alive and back home today.
Much peace and much love to you, Kitters.

The road to recovery started today. My PT is Jeff, a charming and skilled man hailing from Calgary, Canada. He determined that my injury might be less worse than I feared (fingers crossed, fingers crossed); I may bike, walk but no tennis and tap, my passions.
He did a 5 minute massage on the spot that felt really good and hurt like hell. Also a few minutes of ultrasound, all in the name of getting rid of the (bad) scar tissue and allow the good tissue to grow and heal the injured muscle.
He gave me strengthening as well as stretching exercises, also for my weak hip (who knew?)
I’ll be diligent about my “homework”. I can walk pretty much pain free especially wearing my RM Williams cowboy boots; must say that I’ve never worn them in spring, but since boots are in, I lucked out and am actually looking “trendy”. Whew.
btw: gastroc = gastrocnemius muscle

This weekend I had my first serious sports injury, playing tennis, my favorite sport. I am the lucky recipient of a medial head gastroc strain, also known — as my doc said — as…. a tennis leg!
After a fabulous serve and volley, and continuing to approach the net I felt a tear (no sound) in my left leg and immediately, hobbled off the court with a lifted leg, like a hurt puppy.
No one on the court (we were playing doubles) could remember whether I won the point.
I start PT tomorrow. Six to eight weeks out of pretty much everything. I can walk and not being a high heel wearer, I was stringly encouraged to wear high heels.
This is gonna be a fun summer - NOT.
For more personal info on this injury and rehab, check out Alan’s Place

So google failed this morning. Again. In a very little reported, but much tweeted google fail here in Brazil last week (see my post), this seems to be a trend? Google? The *almighty* Google….. failing….

As soon as Google’s site was down, earlier this afternoon in Brazil, a lot of people here in decided to shout out on Twitter, similar versions of:
“RT Incêndio no datacenter do #Google destrói 78% dos servidores da empresa - http://migre.me/YIL via @trabalhosujo” - Fire at google’s datacenter destroys 78% of their servers - and the link goes to a page of with the photo of Sérgio Malandro, a famous brazilian (slapstick) comedian. I’m sure they were trying to increase the number of hits on their site. Interesting way to capitalize on a world event.
Apparently Google is saying nothing happened. Yeah, right.

Incredible shot in the paper today of yesterday’s storm
Photo by Joel Silva/Folha Imagem.

On your next trip to Hamburg, in the north of Germany, don’t miss the world’s largest model railway. This miniature city boasts a number of computers and people working in the background to keep it running. It’s built using three floors of an old warehouse. Great for kids and adults alike.
Miniature Wonderland.