Selfie – not today Ohje!

Now that the word „Selfie“ is officially in the dictionary and is a recognized word; I feel now I can use it in a linguistic way… OK??

I know the word has been around for a couple of years now but somehow I didn’t want to use a word that isn’t in the dictionary. I know you think “How old fashioned”.. What can I say; I like to use words that have a definition in a dictionary.

Anyways, back to the “Selfie” – I will admit I do not belong to the “Selfie” crowd because I never take pictures of myself and post them online somewhere, so the world can see me and where I am at the moment. I am happy with myself and do not need recognition, and I am not sure that all the recognition that people get for their “Selfie’s” is truthful?????
Nothing against those folks but I have noticed that with some friends of mine their “Selfie’s” are getting a bit boring, because I know where they are and I know what they look like whether in a picture or in person.
I know no one is interested in what I look like or what is in the back ground, and to top it off I need to find the time to take all these photos and that means less free time for me because I am busy taking “ Selfie’s”.

Ok; some people’s “Selfie’s” are interesting because they are doing some sport or something that is really interesting. They are not just standing there and taking a picture of themselves because they have to prove something… They are taking pictures of something truly interesting!

Years ago before the internet and Smartphone’s you would be seen as being vain if you took a lot of pictures of yourself and now??????

It is really amazing how perception has changed since the invention of the internet, whether that is good or bad…. I cannot say, but I sit back with interest and watch the world evolve around me and hopefully the world will not turn into a too “Selfie” society one day

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Soccer Mania

The soccer excitement is still going strong in some countries but my guy is devastated because his countries team lost to Italy turning his life into a disaster.. the perils of being a soccer fan!

Yesterday seemed as if the world had ended even though we had nice weather outside. But the loosing of his team brought a dark cloud over our house and he and his buddies sat there in the living room with water in their eyes. A very moving moment for anyone looking at them all there in my living room.
I could be a wise guy and say “ I wish I filmed it”, but that’s being a bit harsh on them.

I sympathize with them all but somehow I cannot get so emotional about the whole thing – maybe this is a guy thing and gals just aren’t tuned into such things when it comes to soccer matches. I really don’t know.

But anyways; there’s a cute turtle that was to forecast which team would win and he seemed to get a bit sidetracked with the passing away of his cousin the 100 year old turtle and forgot all about predicting which team would win.
Maybe that’s why the team didn’t win because “schröte” was so slow getting around to thinking about which team would win.
A very disappointing fact for “Schröte” fans. Then to top it off “Schröte” got plastered too, and so I think this could be the end of his career as a turtle reporter and forecaster, because he didn’t concentrate on his job and let emotions & alcohol take over.

But other countries can rejoice in the fan fair on the weekend with the climax of which team will win, and of course my guy will be watching glued to the TV set watching the game as a discerning living room spectator.

But I wonder will “Schröte” the turtle predict which team will win? I am sitting on the edge of my chair waiting patiently for his prediction. I love soccer and it’s turtle!

Sensational Soccer

Well, since the European Soccer championship has started my world with my guy has changed. He is now living in another world and that is “Soccer”! I personally haven’t anything against the game even though I do not see what is so exciting about a bunch of guys running after a ball.

There seems to be this person called a referee who acts like a mom at a playground keeping an eye on the kids and seeing to it that they behave themselves and when some guy does something wrong he is shown a yellow card – sort of like a mom scolding him for not playing fairly and if some guy goes too far and does something that he really shouldn’t do then “mom” comes along and shows a red card meaning: no more playing on this playground anymore!

Those “mom’s” can be really tough cookies and don’t put up with any nonsense either. I guess that’s what their paid for-right???

Those guys run after that ball and the crowd roars in the hopefulness that their team will score a goal and even at my place my guy and his friends are the same and seem to be sitting on a hot bed of coals whenever their favorite team gets close to their goal posts and somehow they seem to forget that they are at home and not at the soccer stadium and scream and holler all sorts of stuff at the TV as if those guys playing can hear them. And I just sit there in amazement watching the whole ordeal, and only to be reminded that I don’t understand the intricacies of this sport.

Ok, the good bit is that some of those players don’t look too bad from my point of view and my gal friends think the same too and so we started watching the game so we can watch the guys and who cares about who wins – the important thing for us is -> good looking guys!!

But I am brought back to reality by my guy reminding me that this is serious stuff and not to be taken lightly because I informed my guy that me and my gal friends have decided to watch a couple of games ourselves and naturally without our guys around, so we can have our fun too. Though you do need a bit of patience because I find the games start out rather slow and it takes awhile before there is some real action and the guys show their real talent. But it can be worth the wait.

Gals enjoy the Euro soccer championship and all those wonderful looking legs running up and down the soccer field!

Golf Balls and Goof Balls

Now that spring is here where I am living one can start to enjoy outdoor activities such as golf. I am by no means a professional player nor do I want to be one either. I just love to hit those balls around the course and watch them fly through the air in the direction that I didn’t want them to go.

I have read and taken lessons on how to tee-off and hit the ball when you are on the fairway and I must say those manufactures of the golf balls must hate me or have planted a special chip in the ball that makes it always land in the water or sand trap or wherever else it shouldn’t land.

I think there is a golf ball conspiracy out there against me…

Recently while out golfing I teed-off and my ball landed right in the middle of the pond in the fairway.
But thank heavens I had my thigh waders for fishing with me and so I put them on and waded out into the pond and found my ball and could easily hit it because I had my new deep water club for hitting balls from a pond.

And believe me it makes a world of difference to know that you don’t need to drop a new ball and I can still stay within the par!

This is a real life saver.

While out on the course again there was someone with a GPS thingy that calculated everything for you and the only thing it didn’t do was hit the ball.

Where has the fun gone in the game of golf -> I ask ???

When do I need such a device plus it’s only more junk to carry around and with all the other stuff I need along with my supply of paper cups for the unknown beer stop or my thigh waders for the water I have no space for it. And if the battery dies then I am SOL and won’t be able to play at all.

But maybe that device has a hidden chip in it that controls the direction of my ball and then I could manage to get my ball onto the green in one stroke. I would be ecstatic if that happened. And then I would only need one more stroke and bingo -> my ball is in the hole.

But after that is the next hole where there is some long grass at the edge of the fairway and here I don’t worry either because I have my long grass cutter club and this works just like a hedge trimmer, so when I hit my ball the grass is cut away at the same time leaving the fairway free for me. Great device and a “must have” for this season!

And as I walk along the course it happens too sometime that my ball is drawn by the magnetic powers of the sand trap and seems to want to land in it. Again as a professional woman golfer; I have my sand shovel club and with one dig I am out of the trap and onto the green.
Life can be so easy when you know how to golf correctly and own the right set of clubs too.

After a short beer break at the 11th hole then it’s off again onto the course for the other adventures that I may face and believe me there are many!!!

I just mentioned all my great clubs that I own, but what I forgot was all those golf balls and what they are supposed to do for me.

It is said that they should fly far -> how? Do they have a built in engine somewhere?

Lightweight -> I thought all golf balls weighed less than a ton or am I missing out somewhere?

For men -> Why don’t you like us gals?

For women -> great colors now all you need to do is program then to land on the green after teeing off. Please do this for me and then you will have won my heart!

So I am sure many of you avid golfers out there will want to rush out for a new set of clubs like mine, but don’t forget you need the right ball or it will be a goof ball game of golf!

On the Bus

I normally travel on public transport because I would like to do my small share for the environment but that is not what I want to write about here.

Have you ever taken a good look around you to see what everyone is up too while they try to pass their time on the bus either traveling to work or just out and about. Everyone seems either engrossed in their mobile devices or some sort of book. I personally find the mobile device users the best group to observe, because they always seem to be in their own world oblivious to what’s going on around them.

When someone is talking on their cell phone (recently a young woman) who was telling her friend how she broke-up with her boyfriend and how she showed him that’s how life is.

The conversation went something like this:
You know … I told Tom in no uncertain terms that if he didn’t take me out on Friday evening that I would leave him and you won’t believe what he said…He said no I am not going to take you out on Friday evening because I want to watch the soccer game on TV with my friends. And I told him that he had to take me out, but he had the nerve to say no to me and that I could go out with you or one of my other friends.

So, as you can image I said- then good! And told him if he doesn’t change his mind within the next 10 minutes I am going to leave him for good.
Then he said: good you can go, but I am watching soccer on TV no matter what!
Well, I flipped out and called him #$& and *%! And that didn’t even phase him. What kind of guy is he? …..a bit of silence …. (Just a note-she was talking so loud that the whole bus could hear her and enjoy the story too.)

Well (she went on) I left him and went to my mom’s place and went out with Mark on Friday evening and we had a great time together and I ended up at his place.
I should have gone out with him ages ago. I am not sure if Tom even misses me? I haven’t seen him but heard that he went out with Kathy after the soccer game on Friday evening. Can you just image that; he doesn’t even miss me. You know I was the best thing he ever had and he doesn’t even realize it.

What’a jerk! I know in the next couple of days he will come crawling on his knees begging me to come back.

Unfortunately, I can’t say how the story ended because she got off the bus. Maybe if I am lucky she will board the bus and continue the moving story of how she left her boyfriend.
Who left who is always the question here because I can only hear one side of the story.

Then there are the social network cell phone users who are hoping that someone has contacted them or they have gained a so called new friend or they have to report to everyone that they are sitting on the bus.

I mean really isn’t that something you have always wanted to know or that they are sending text messages and their phone makes a sound every couple of minutes – they are someone and they are being contacted. What more would you want from life?

I wonder sometimes how I manage to get through my bus trip without receiving 50 text messages or not participating in some social network or telephoning and telling the world about my problems.

Am I the odd one out or has life changed so much that everyone can’t survive with a cellular device? I don’t want to be reachable 24/7. I want a life outside my cell phone even on the bus.

Maybe that’s why I have taken to watching all these people because it’s getting to be just as good as a TV program. I will stay tuned to my next bus adventure and if it’s good I will share it with you.