A little story for you to shake your head at and some leftover photos.
Our good friend Tim from South Carolina turned us on to a guitarist named Joe Bonamassa awhile ago. In my limited knowledge about music talent i.e. I have none, he is fantastic. I bought his Live album and play it – a lot and I mean a lot. For example, today I have been working on a 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle and I put it on. When I came to the cut India/Mountain Time I put it on repeat and played it 5 or 6 times – and I could likely do that with every cut. He is a bluesy, Allman Brothers type of guy. Terry says he reminds her of the late, great Jeff Healey.
Anyway, knowing how Paul loves the guitar, I mentioned him to Ingrid while Paul was away. When listening today, I thought why not send him one of the cuts (Ed. note:I know I know but if he buys the album because of being introduced to it by me, that’s a good thing. Right?) So I write a nice email, congratulating him on his recent golf success and then detailing why I have attached the music and hit send. Right away I get a message saying “This message may contain inappropriate content or terminology”. Hmm, I think Big Brother IS watching. So I delete the music, upload it to DropBox and go back to the message, add a line about DropBox and click send. “This message may contain inappropriate content or terminology”.
Hmm, so it was’t the music. I start deleting sentences and trying to send. “This message may contain inappropriate content or terminology”. Finally, it allows me to send it. (Ed.note: I sent all 9 drafts to myself – don’t worry about Paul’s inbox being full.)
Here is what I wrote:
Hi Paul. I hear you are an 8! Congratulations. Do you remember a number of years ago one of the shoe manufacturers had a monogramming program for the heels of their shoes? I had an 8 put on mine and I got there – so I know how you feel. It is hard work, but oh so satisfying.
I mentioned to Ingrid the name Joe Bonamassa. I have been sitting here all afternoon doing a 1500 piece jigsaw – can’t do much else. I put his album on and just love it. When I got to this cut, I put in on Repeat – I think I am up to five or six plays. I listen to it and wish I had 1/10th of his talent to play – I know nothing about guitar, but I know it is pretty damn good. I want to come over to your house next summer, put it on your system and crank the sucker right up – you do have sound proofing don’t you?
I hope you enjoy “India/Mountain Time” (10:14)
Was the offending word Bonamassa? Was it crank? Was it sucker? I have no idea since I had to delete everything after “oh so satisfying”.
I finally wrote a short message, attached the cut and away it went. I don’t know which is worse – the fact that somehow, built into the email I use (Ed. note: hmm – it is the standard Chinese email program, but on Safari) is a cutthroat censor, or the fact that it took me so long to figure it out.
Anyway if anybody else wants to listen to this, here is 10:14 of Joe Bonamassa (Ed. note: It may take awhile to load. If you want, start it, continue reading and see what happens. Sorry)
Now the leftover pictorials.
When they got me to the first hospital, the clerk took my passport and entered my family name into the system as Jeofe. (Ed. note: Where that came from I’ll never know – let’s combine George and Geoff but throw in a J?) It will be that way forever. They CANNOT change it in the system. Thus, every time they print something off, it has to be manually changed by showing them my passport again and then it’s given an official stamp. Also, you know those racks and racks of personal files you see in Dr.s’ offices? They don’t exist here. You have your file and you take it in every time you go to the hospital or doctor. This includes any x-rays, scans etc. If you don’t take it, no service. Plus most of the stuff is written by hand and not in any computer anywhere. Better not lose it.
Speaking of signs:
Hearkening back to the No Smoking signs,
As an aside, if I do have to go back into the hospital, I am going to demand that I have a room on the 19th floor. The rooms are the same size as the one I was in – but they have only one bed – which is 1 1/2 times bigger than the normal ones. Each room has mahogany cupboards and closets, a microwave, a bar fridge, and a tv. There are 2 comfortable arm chairs in each room. The nurses on the floor have elegant pink uniforms. There is a sense of quiet and rest. No yelling – kind of like a real hospital.
They say that if you build a better mousetrap, the world will beat a path to your door. Well, Terry has written about her little visitors so she went out and got this “little” puppy. Surprisingly, she never caught one. Personally, I think it is because even if the door slammed shut behind them, they could wiggle out through the spaces. Maybe this is actually for, oh I don’t know, maybe a raccoon.
The Shoe Blog
As you know I am unable to get out and about, so I have to depend on others to supply me with Shoe Blog photos. For this post, Terry came through. Oh boy, did she come through. This was at Starbucks on Sunday afternoon when the temperature was only about 10º – and no, when she came through the door she didn’t have a coat on. Dani’s reaction was “She’s wearing a phone cover!” Terry said “She must be freezing” I think, if I had been there it would have been “I wonder what she is going to order?”