h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

And that's how you get death hoaxes.

Kirk Douglas is 100.

David Letterman is 71

Betty White is 96

Tony Bennett is 91

Is it irony that this is the busiest conversation I've seen on this site for some considerable time?

And Francisco Franco is still dead.

Franco is not dead. He is reincarnated in multiple entities with lot of power that impose their delirant ideas and loot the resources of the country.

He is pretty alive.

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I don´t care about the recorded sound of several birds that come from the opposite balcony. It seems the owner is using it as a kind of scarecrow. It sounds each 6 minutes, it sounds each 6 minutes, it sounds each 6 minutes... It sounds each 6 minutes, it sounds each 6 minutes, it sounds each 6 minutes...

shouldn´t be "every" instead of "each"?

Yes, ‘every’ sounds better.

gracias Icy

Traditions have a way of lasting thousands of years. Somebody went back through history find out why the distance between rails for train tracks came about. Turns out the original distance was set by the pair of horses pulling a Roman chariot.

In Germany (and possibly in other parts of Central Europe) this time of year is called the "Eisheiligen" - that is, 5 saints' days from 11 -15 May when there is a distinct drop in temperature.

I was reading on a website (I think it was Austrian) that the usual time for this phenomenon, the meteorogical records show, is about 10 days later. This may be due to the fact that the old saying dates back to the Julian Calendar (before 1582) which would explain the 10 day discrepancy.

This a propos of nothing except what paul just said about traditions lasting thousands of years and because it is topical.


I've had several more thought on this subject, so maybe I'll stop posting and cobble an entry together.

In the vein of traditional 'holidays', I don't much care any more about many of them. Christmas, Easter, New Year . . . . Many of the younger generation quite like what is officially known as Victoria Day week-end, in honour of Queen Victoria's birthday. She was wearing the fancy hat when Canada was "allowed" to be an independent country, and it's marked as the Monday closest (or after) May 24th. Many refer to it as the May Two-Four week-end, when most parks and campgrounds re-open for the season. And to go with that, our most common packaging of beer is flats of 24 bottles or tins. Hence the "two-four".

About the only bank holiday that I like best is our Thanksgiving Day, celebrating a seasonal harvest before winter. Being the 2nd Monday of October, we are usually in that beautiful time of the year when temperatures are still mild, and all of nature is going through the seasonal colour changes before winter. The aroma of the fallen leaves is always special to me.

By coincidence, some years this national holiday is also my birthday - as it is this year.

Last Thursday was ascension day and that is traditionally Father's Day here in Germany. The men go out into the country with their crates of beer and the women stay at home and enjoy the peace.

As this thread should be about what don't you care about, well, I never cared much about the tradition and don't know anyone who actually keeps it. But I think there is someone "up there" who doesn't care too much either, because, in a lovely sunny week, Thursday was the only cold, wet and windy day.

The Brit's celebrate a bank holiday near the end of May too Rev Nick. Known as spring bank holiday. However it is not in celebration of Queen Victoria or her hat

Again following on the last post, there's something British I care not a whit about. Royal weddings.

I'd care more, if it were a week day and they gave us all a day off.

But then they would have to legislate most major shops be closed - to ensure maximum viewers. I would see that as just too full of themselves.

I don't care about celebrity gossip, as found on the covers of magazines when I'm waiting in the checkout aisle of my supermarket.

I don;t care about Jennifer Aniston's "baby bump," which she seems to have once a year, but it never becomes an actual baby. If it had, she'd have about eight kids by now. I also don't care about her continual feuds with whatever husband she happens to have.

Man- where to begin! I agree with most of the choices so far, including celebrity gossip, royal weddings, any weddings and soaps.

Additionally and I'm sure, less fathomable to many; sports. Any sports at all. I just do not have the gene to find watching or taking part in sport, the slightest bit interesting. When sports news comes on the radio/tv,my brain *instantly* glazes over and I reach for the mute button. Zero interest, nada, zilch, regardless of whether my national side is about to win the cup for the first time in a squillion years. Could. not. care. less. It means nothing at all to me.

Now if a group of people from my country invented a new life-saving device or medicine, or a way to reverse climate change, for example, *then* i would feel the warm glow of national pride. But because they won a game? Um no.

Well said Winnoch

Ugh,... sprots.



The only sport I ever enjoyed watching was any billiards Allison Fisher was playing. Mainly because billiards was something I really enjoyed playing, and also because Allison Fisher was an absolute master at the game. She was the Pele of snooker, 8-ball, & 9-ball.


Otherwise sprots utterly bore me. Everyone that knows me well, knows I don't care about whatever sportsball game they're watching. Yet, I can't get my dad to stop telling me about it. I guess it's because he's rather home-bound and doesn't have any male friends to blather about sprots to on a daily basis.


It does amaze me though, how bonkers excited folks can get over something that is so utterly inconsequential.