March 16th, 2012
When my father came home in those days of old, I was not terrified, but I was utterly aware and I would make sure that none of my friends could call me out for a game of football in the parking lot. Nor could I call them, as their fathers would also be at home by then and it would be disrespectful even to think of disobeying the orders they never actually gave.
My seven year old son goes to bed with my laptop computer and watches videos or plays games until he drops down fast asleep. My father used to punish me for reading classics with a torch under my bed cover when I was seventeen.
I am certainly not adapted to this brave new world and all my struggle is just a mockery of how I should be: father and son, all in one, as software comes embedded in the new hardware these days. I have no ‘firmware’. I teach my son how to skip a stone on the fine surface of his reality. In a different era I would teach him how to carry a pocket knife when camping. How do you teach your kid not to be politically correct? Why do you still have those kids if you can not teach them your own values, your long-line inheritance?
Never mind.
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December 9th, 2011
Sometimes I wonder whether I did well when I decided to move to New Zealand. Occasionally I get a hint. Today I went to get my kid from school and, as he was coming from the indoor swimming pool with all his wet stuff tucked randomly in his backpack, a bright red box fell on the footpath. It was a pocket-size waterproof electronic device which combines radio (including two SW bands), LED torch and USB laptop/cellphone charger, a battery-free dual-powered (dynamo and solar) compact emergency unit. Initially, my Romanian-educated instincts made me believe that my son pinched it somehow and I was ready to take it to the ‘lost and found property’ area, then I realized that every single kiddo had one of them. The NZ Red Cross gave every single school-aged child in Christchurch this survival item in the wake of the terrible earthquake we had earlier this year. Yet sometimes I doubt I’ve made a good decision by coming to this country – in the end of the day I didn’t get a bright red solar radio to listen to my cricket when I have my beer pretending that I’m out fishing, boating or camping. This is age discrimination and I should complain to the authorities!
This is no advert, I really like it!
Oh, it seems that the Americans get a fake version of this device. Watch
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_10KXcTGV4g
only if you have nothing better to do. Mine (my son gifted it to me: ‘you can have it, Dad’) has better features!
Tags: Boating, cars, creation, Fishing, mobile phone, New Zealand, phone, Travel
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August 10th, 2011
serves 6 (or 2 for the 3 rainy week evenings)
- 5 large potatoes
- 1/2 kilo pork mince
- 1 large onion
- 200 grams peas
- 150 grams basamati rice
- 150 grams shitashi mushrooms (a bit of a shame to mix them like that)
- 3 jalapenos, sliced
- 1/2 kilo diced tomatoes
- 4 eggs, mixed with salt & various salty spices in sparkling water
- no extra salt
- a sprinkle of white pepper
- some olive oil
- a few capers
- fresh lemon squeeze
- rice cooker, frying pan, clay roasting dish, wooden spatula & misc
- 210 Celsius
- 2 hours
- you may want to add black olives and parmigiana or sour cream but I couldn’t be bothered shopping
- the picture doesn’t show the curly parsley chopped on top, as I do it fresh to every serving
- figure out the rest for yourselves 
- serve hot or gently regheated
- consider a moderately priced but long merlot cabernet
e n j o y?
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August 2nd, 2011
Only write things that should be in the story!
Faruno liked to catch lions alive and eat their hearts barbecued on rice and then he would let the lions get back into the wilderness. Lions have nine hearts on Planet Go-to-Bed and it is so hard to catch them that even Mr Albalgandon Vextraliensis, who was a scholar ans a professor of Lion Hunting and Cooking Practical Skills, was yet to get his first.
But where’s the rice coming from?
(to be continued)
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