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

No one yet.

The contest so far has been to select 20 countries to join France, Germany, UK, Ireland and (I think) Italy, in the main contest on Saturday.

>I suppose it's the internet equivalent of watching "reality" TV or listening to Abba.<

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I have heard that there is going to be a middle east version of the eurovision song contest.

That should be interesting!

Sorry gang, if i haven't been on here much lately...things are rather difficult in RL right now. My best RL mate has lost his Auntie (who was pretty much a mother to his whole extended family during war years) a month back, then his Grandmother last week, & last night got urgent call to go to family home, because it seems likely his Dad is on the way out also.

As you can imagine, we've been doing rather a lot of heavy talking about death stuff & then trying to lighten up by playing & various other distractions. There's not a lot i can do to help the situation, other than trying to be a good fiend & trying not to let my own emotional loss stuff get involved....i've been there, done that, but everyone is different.

Do please send some good Hootoo vibes his way.

zdt

Oh certainly Terri, sincere condolences-type ~~~vibes~~~ by the boatload! That Is alot to deal with, certainly in a short-or relatively short-space of time. Thank goodness he has someone to talk to at a time like this.

Thoughts and things winging their way Terri. Why do things have to happen all at once? It is an awful lot to bear isn't it? Don't take on too much yourself or you will end up as drained as they will be and not much help.

Take care for you and your friend

Websailor

Terri kind and loving thoughts are on their way for you and your friend.

And yes, Websailor is right, take care of yourself Terri & don't let the situation drain you! ...& s to you both!

*wishes of wellness for you*

I hope the friend and you both feel better and happier soon.

Thanks, all. He will no doubt cope, but is seen as "the strong one" of the family, so the rest of them dump all their own emotional stuff on him. Yes, he's strong, but he's not Superman & i can understand totally the "Who cares for the carer," syndrome! So basically, he's doing a lot of lurking around here; but that is starting to be less effective as a hiding place, since most of the family & pretty much all of town know he's here if he's not at his own place.

Ah well. At least he seems to sleep better when he stays here, being kept awake by nightmares & feeling alone isn't a good recipe for coping with whatever traumas the day may bring.

zdt

Don't forget to take care of yourself, too

Thanks, Auntie Lil....i *knew* there was something i'd forgotten! Anyway, i got out of bed for "call of nature" around 9am & got a torrent of verbal abuse in foreign language & thought "sod this for a game of marbles!" & decided to get up & leave him to it.

Did some laundry, changed the tank, started preparing a dahl curry, planted some stuff ( & parsley,) took the stereo apart to try & find why one of the speakers isn't squeaking,continued "defragmenting", stared at the rain...usual Sunday type stuff.

He finally rose from his pit at around 5pm, appeared in underpants & devoured two large ice creams in silence, turned TV on, which rather peeved me, since i was trying to figure out which plug goes to which hole etc, once he had regained some power of speech, he kindly informed me i could now go upstairs & Do Things without Disturbing Him.

Unsurprisingly, i didn't respond particularly kindly to this news & he has now sloped off very wetly back to his own place (I did offer an umbrella) with the words "i will be back later"....how much later is anybody's guess.

But, my fiends, much, much worse than all of this is he has committed the Cardinal Sin of:

Using MY Hair Gel!!!!!!!! Without asking!!!!!!! Wars have been fought over such issues, come on ladies, back me up on this one! Razors & moisturiser are one thing, toothbrushes we can negotiate on, but hair gel?

Plus he is still clad in My tracksuit pants. And his dead animal eating stuff is cluttering up my fridge.

Honestly, the things we put up with. Let's have some of "you lot" tell tales of Everyday Domestic Horrors please.

(In his defence, i have to say, he always respects the veg/carnivore rules & washes his own dishes. He doesn't do Bed Making though, but will do Shopping.)

zdt

You shouldn't make your bed anyway. It provides a warm environment in which dust mites thrive. Leaving your bed unmade does wonders for asthma & allergies.

Everyday Domestic Horrors? Hmmm. Does a certain someone letting the recycling and trash bags pile up out the back till they block the stairs count?

Planted thyme and cilantro seeds myself today. Off to my grandma's in a couple of hours.

Phew. Au revoir les dust mites. As to trash bag stuff, i tend to do that myself; since i've never yet met a guy who can be trusted to do it properly, i reckon it's a genetic thing, like believing that toilet paper miraculously gets delivered by some sort of botty wiping ...

(Sorry lads, this is *Not* an anti male rant, just observation; please provide evidence to the contrary or supply "why do females always/never" etc!)

zdt

Well, we have, in theory, a more or less equal distribution of household chores. I clean the kitchen and bathroom because I'm particular; K takes the trash out and tends to the litter box. Dusting, vacuuming, etc, is done on the fly and he always helps. But he does procrastinate with taking that trash down (to be fair- it is a few flights of stairs and a battle with a wonky lock on the back gate to get the stuff to the bins).

Among my irritating womanly things: my hair falls out (side effect of the thyroid probs) so the bathroom floor can look furry after a couple of days. And I pee with the bathroom door open.

I have leak in my bathroom which comes from the above flat's pipe which is behind her wall. I had to have the abestos taken away from behind the wall before the plumber came. He went up the loft and then found that leak came from the flat upstairs. That was on Thursday, it took 18 days before I could get the abestos removed as the plumber's won't come before it has been safely removed. Since the abestos has been removed the leak has got a lot worse and I have small bowls to catch water dripping from the exposed pipes. It will be on Tuesday when my upstairs's neighbour will get her asbestos removed but I do not know how long it will take before the leak is finally fixed.

*Puzzled*

But i pee with bathroom door open also. This is not a fault, this is simply convenient, since the obviously wishes to pee simultaneously in her upstairs litter tray & getting up mid-pee to open the door would result in a bathroom floor that is not only furry, but damp also; unless one is really radical about Pelvic Floor Exercises.

Let us blame les frogs, any nation which brands bottled water as "Volvic" deserves pee jokes!

zdt

Ye gods, simulpost time: we need Ed! And Snaily!

Leaks = leeks = Welsh stuck them behind their ears when fighting kilted Scots = poireau in frogsqueak. Detective Inspector Poirot has no connection, honest Guv'nor. Whis'key is dis Inn?

Pipe= pipe (as to smoke) Plus an act of oral *ahem* kindness to a male member in frogsqueak.

Bowls, boules, bowels....voles, vou's; vowels, towels...pass the loo brush to de left 'and side

*Smut thread alert: Faecal Attraction?*

zdt