Ahora no nos la quitan. Esta vez hemos demostrado que nadie controla el balon como nosotros, nadie pasa el balon como nosotros, y nadie juega con la gracia y estilo nuestro.

Ole!

“There is no place in football for the way the dutch played this game,” Alan Hansen.
“Tonight football won,” Gary Lineker.
“Spain play the kind of football that we all want to play, in our heads,” Gary Lineker.

The music – that cacophony of discordant sounds strung together for torturous amounts of time (I think they call it Jazz) is insufferable.

Folks, if you like Jazz, then that’s cool (that you like something, not that you like Jazz in particular) but since Starbucks are not targeting a niche made up of Jazz music lovers, I’m a bit baffled as to why I have to be subjected to this.

At least here in the UK.

We’ve only just got rid of smoking. Can’t we ban Jazz too?

I mean of course from public cafes

Well (before you get all flustered…) they don’t play death metal in other cafes… and if they did, you would expect only ‘metal heads’ to be in there, slurping the black stuff.

Conversely, when you look around Starbucks, you see mostly trendy mainstream people, babbling to each other loud enough to drown out the out-of-place Jazz.

So, for me, Starbucks is losing cool points by the minute.  I just can’t work in there anymore, with all that noise going on. The decibels are something else too! They cut right through my headset and derail my thoughts.

These days I much prefer sipping my coffee in the local library, where I can work in piece.

(this is where I would embed said clip, for your viewing…)

But somebody decided not to allow embedding.

The message in the video is intended to make us wiser and save the planet. You can only do this by propagating a great idea or concept. By going viral.

Going viral means allowing other people to share your message.

Duh.

The video is well constructed, so it would be a shame not to share it, so I’ll add a link at the bottom of this post.

Seems like the producers were more concerned about intellectual property than about saving the planet.

Hmm.

Hint: use a watermark or a logo :/

Enjoy:

http://www.youtube.com/storyofstuffproject#p/a

Take a look at these 3 sisters, performing back 1944. By today’s standards, if you could do ALL of those things, you’d be the highest paid t.v. performer… and yet, there’s something humble, almost -hey’ish, it’s just a thing I can do, that’s all – about it.

Still, this is by far the most impressive thing I’ve ever seen when it comes to flexibility. Enjoy.

PS Wear ear-plugs.

Apparently, Boxing Day originated in England in the 19th century, when Queen Victoria ruled. They made the 26th of December a holiday, and on this day boxes were filled with gifts and money for servants and tradespeople.

I’m not sure why tradespeople benefited from this… I mean, what if at trade person was doing very well for themselves? Did they also get a cash bonus on this day?

Ironically now it’s the other way around: now trades people have to pay the Queen every year (corporation tax).

But not Queen Victoria of course.

I just tried saying: ‘My name is Jose Gonzalez‘.

Do you know what it typed onto the page? Can you guess?

This is what ‘Dragon’ has to say about me:

My name is awesome and valid.

I’m quite an agreement with the software to be completely honest and I don’t see why I should teach it to spell my name when it can obviously substitute my name with something equally worthy and adequate.

Job well done, ‘Dragon’ software makers!
Awesome and valid

Your headstone will either say:

“Worked very hard, then died”

OR

“Had a nice life”

Fashion and the taste police put an end to the trusty, snazzy, useful bum bag. It killed it outright.

If you’re not sure what a bum bag is – or if you’re shuddering at the words, conjuring up horrendous images.. then relax. The bum bag was a pouch with a waist strap that allowed you to carry all your shrapnel around in one place instead of having it all over your pockets. You can see a bum bag ‘in action’ here to the right.

Well, bum bags are not things that you admit to. They’re like Kilie Minogue and Jason Donovan… you just don’t admit to liking their duet efforts. And for the record… I do not like Kilie Minogue and Jason Donovan! I’m sure they’re smashing people and I’d love to attend their yatch parties (I’m serious) so please do send invites. I’m talking about the duet efforts… which I’m entitled not to like.

I do on the other hand hope that Kilie Minogue and Jason Donovan agree with me on the bum bag issue. The truth of the matter is that bum bags are damn handy! I for one cannot wait until they reinstate the bum bag as a fashionable item. We are all going from day to day, searching our pockets incessantly for our car keys, change to pay for the sneaker bars and coffees… My God… how many hours off your life do you think all that rustling inside trouser pockets cost you over the months? And this is my point: it’s a needless waste that can and should be stopped right away by bringing in a useful tool to take care of this issue… and we have such a tool in the bum bag! Just look at the car keys next to the image of the bum bag! It’s efficiency times 10!

Dear fashion world and Wallmart, please bring back the bum bag so I can get myself a snazzy one and save lots of time.

Now, having said all this about the bum bag, I feel I must point out something crucial here… and that is… pimping up your bum bag! They say a picture paints a thousand words,so I’m going to show you exactly what I mean.

My good God, what were they thinking of! OK, there is NO NEED for this to have ever happened… Look at it! Not one but TWO drinking bottles? Where is this person going to that they need a bum bag loaded with bottles? Up a mountain? If so, this is the job of the backpack! Let’s not confuse the two items now…

Can you imagine walking around with this bumbag? You’d look like an action man (the toy that is…). Even in a world where the bum bag was an iconic symbol, where everybody walked around freely with their snazzy bum bags… turning up with THIS monster of a bum bag would make you the laughing stock of the year! It’s the equivalent of the pimped up car that went slightly wrong at the very start because it wasn’t really a car to be pimped up in the first place! It’s like adding floodlights to your bumbag!

Is it any wonder then that the bum bag died a death… with this kind of… thing… going on? I mean, where do you draw the line? If you start showing up with bum bags like that, then somebody else will make a bigger one, and a bigger one, and before you know it we’ll all be walking around with bum bags the size of small wardrobes, dragging them along behind us or permanently walking at 45 degree angles! And this, ladies and gentlemen, defies the whole point of the bum bag… which was always meant to be a small compact handy (snazzy) device.

Having said this, I still await eagerly the day they make a huge comeback. I will be first in the queue. In fact, I may just buy one and stash it away until such day arrives, so I can stroll out of the house triumphantly donning my spanking new bum bag. And I can tell you that it won’t have water bottles attached to it!