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I have posted over 1000 Items on my blogs. From the fate of Pluto, to a review of Avatar

http://malchera.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-there-this-is-me-in-germany.html

My most commented piece

http://malchera.blogspot.com/2009/02/by-strange-coincidence.html

``Liar and a Dreamer'' I guess I should explain. Its a comment made about me, by a lady. A pretty blonde. Who I remember fondly. She can be found on my FB page.

My deepest and most heartfelt thanks to my readers. To Charlotte and Nessa, who were here from the Beginning. To Nessa from whose blog, I stole so much. You should all check out her postings, and her podcasts. Follow Kaouri on twitter

Thank you to Magga who read my blog, long after we broke up, and still sneaks in.

Thank you Freyah.

Oh and Lexie too, if you read my blog you won't be sad

To my fellow blogger and excellent poetess Tan, Thank you

To my Valya,

``Kratistos.''

To Katharina, thank you too

To my friends across the world...

Thank you, Gracias, Spasbio, Danke, Obringda

To everyone who liked my Red Dwarf and ``don't mess with the zohan review''. Thank you. Those have been the most read articles. Its always good to misspell

Well since I have posted...

I stayed smoke free. Bertie Ahern and Tony Blair stepped down I travelled the world. VHS phased out I had my heart broken twice. Bejing had its Olympics I got promoted. The Americans elected a new President. I started a novel The Treaty of Lisbon passed. I started to swim again

Thanks for reading again

Someone reads my blog in Texas, please say hi

Someone reads my blog in the UK googles, me by typing wearing Glasses. Again please say Hi

Today was a bad day. I have a feeling things might be worst after Easter. This little milestone cheered my heart

A message for my friend

Lexie este prietenul meu!

Virginia Beach blues

Our hotel in Virginia beach nightmare. We had booked the first hotel online. There were some poor reviews. However I hoped for the best, taking comfort in the dating of the reviews.

Like my room, I was in the dark about it

The hotel staff, were very kind, and left us at least some working light bulbs. Which we could install in the rooms we were paying for.

This is a picture of the lamps in our rooms. Which did not have light bulbs in them. I had to ask for them to send up some light bulbs.

Our first hotel on 11th ave Virginia beach

When we arrived at Virginia beach. A fortnight yesterday. We were distinctly underwhelmed by our hotel. The red bull vending machine which seemed to be dragged in front of the lobby.

The hotel lobby was being renonvated. Which was what they kept telling us. The lobby had been gutted. The fuse boxes were exposed. Ready to have the fuses reinstalled. The lobby was only staffed by a woman approaching middle age. Who kept chanting ``We are renovating'' as if that excused everything

Our rooms were located on the 8th floor. The highest floor of the hotel. We made our way into the rooms. Past a hallway full of beds, TV's and chests of drawers that had been ripped out of the rooms that were going to be redone. Some rooms had their doors open. Ie the room between me and my brother. The empty rooms were being used by the work crews as break rooms

A family left the hotel before us. They checked out after being given rooms that had no doors on them.

The hotel bar/cafe was closed for the season

The surfaces in the rooms, were covered in builders dust. The table tops, were tacky with grease. The alarm clocks in the rooms, were set to a strange time. The hair dryers in the bathroom were broken. The hotel room bible covered with masonry dust

We called our sister, and she got in touch with our travel agents . I have stayed in hotel rooms, across the US, and Europe. This was the worst hotel I have stayed in. Save a ``hotel'' in the rue de' St Catherine in Quebec

According to my brother, someone was kicking at his door, as he slept

``Are you a bad/evil person?''

Yes I am. I am going to make, you dust off the entire compartment with a toothbrush

Why because I can!

Rainbows

My neighbours wall, matches their calor gas canister. Anyway I saw a rainbow today. After I went swimming. I was damp and so was the sunshine

NHL Hockey stick

I got a present at work today. A gift from my friend. We are both NHL's fans. I got her a Charlotte Checkers puck. She got me a stick. Oh and a nice keyring. There is too much talk at work. I am feel awkward about being given gifts. I hope I didn't seem ungrateful. Because I am very pleased with it.

Thanks Tia

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kill_Devil_Hills,_North_Carolina

I've always wanted to go. I love the name. I saw it on weather reports in VA

Off to work!

Happy Time

As I am a history buff. When I was visiting Virginia. I was pleased to learn more about the role of the US Coastguard, in beating the U-Boat menace.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Second_Happy_Time

There was a video of the German submarine captain whose boat had been destroyed by an American bomber. After a few days at sea. The survivors had been rescued and brought to a USN hospital. The Captain and the Bomber pilot, shook hands.

I wonder if I would have been so forgiving and professional

The two men reunited in a happier and more prosperous peace time

Shark!

Virginia beach life

``No swearing!''

The plaque for Patsy Cline. One of my mothers favourite singers. I was pleased to see her remembered at the Virginia legends park

Green beer! I drank this at Murphys on 30th ave. On St Patty's day!

A bronze cannon, for shooting lines to stricken ships. From the Old Coast Guard station, at Virginia beach. Where I learned a lot of interesting things

To Nessa and Derek. I am sorry for your bad news. Take care

Brother against Brother

Virginia Beach

1 bought two t shirts today. STAR TREK and Wolverines ( Red Dawn)

My brother and I were running down Virginia beach at night shouting at the sharks, and challenging Aussies to fights at 2am

I met a a nice lady from Michigan, called Megan. Maybe in another life

I drank Green beer at Murphys

The sun came out!!! There are girls in bikinis and milfs in spandex

I played mini golf and got a hole in one!

Virginia Beach blog

My blog from Virginia beach

I am off to Virginia beach tomorrow

The bane of my life is mircofiche. We have a series of cabinets full of microfiche. They are American records. Congressional reports. I loathe it when they are ordered. Today we were testing a new microfiche/mircofilm scanner. I saw new, its pre owned. Anyway we printed out one of the mircofiche. This is what it says.

You can read more about it, on the CSCE website

Round up..

Well done Valya! A double whammy! an A, and her first lecture. It is good to lead!

Well done Meike, on the new job and BF. Good luck

I just heard from Mrs Rhodes. That was a lovely surprise! Oh and good luck with your plans

Yesterday was a difficult day at work. I was in an argument with someone I think the up coming weeks are going to be difficult. Easter is the busiest time of the year for me

I hope my friend Lexie feels better

I watched my team win 2-0 last night. I am glad I braved the cold

Two days till my holidays. I will work 9-5 on Friday, this is is odd for me

The Earthshaker is humbled!

For my oldest, and most patient fan

Thanks for reading

Enjoy your day!

Don't be sad!!!!

Gracias

Thank you for reading my postings. What do you think of them? I am always delighted to read feeback

My Oscar picks

For best Picture anything but Avatar!

A Serious Man. I think should edge out District 9.

( I have heard good things about the Hurt locker. I have not seen it alas)

Jeff Bridges as Best Actor. For no other reason than he was a Starman

Best supporting actor. Chrisptopher Waltz. The best thing in Inglorius basterds

Best actress. I have not seen any of the films. So may the best woman win. I am a bit of a romantic. So good luck to the girl from Precious

I would be happy to see in the Loop get rewarded

In my view the Road is overlooked. The boy should have been given a shot at best supporting actor.

The men in the center of the pitch are the 1967 league cup winning side.

My team won 3-1 . They have a new manager.

A player in the opposing side. Took a bad knock

A good day!

The Borrowing Winds

The Borrowing Winds

The elder by his hearth  licked his lips.

Tis the ``borrowing winds’’ They have come again.

The white horses leapt onto the shore underlining the Sage's words. The maids linen, white in the bright sun. The world was at a restless peace

The sailors sat stitching sails. Like old maids they gossiped

The Master’s charts were dusted down. Carving driftwood, to a point. The navigator let his mind wander. Words and pictures did not tell the story of the seas by themselves. The path across the ocean needed wit and wisdom to guide it. The songs of the seas, and of the river. The music of the tides of life

In his mind’s eye the navigator soared across the sea as easily as an albatross.

The Priestesses of the Muses, laughing in their temple. Whispering to each other. Comparing silks and satins. Their beauty brought suitors from across the Ocean

The disciple of the Mathematician studied her scrolls. She knew the phases of the Moon and the times of the Tides.

The daughter of Abraham who was, soon to be a bride. Staring into her burnished brass, and fussing over her hair. Haggling with the wine merchant. Yet Sheol was no mystery to her

The strong sons, of the White Goddess fishing by their shores Quiet in their industry. The Matron by the lake feasting with her friends.

In the Northern lands, under the Great Bear. On the shores stood the wise woman. She knew the secrets of the rising and setting Sun. She knew the secrets of the mountains and the trees. The Tiger and the Bear. The howling of the wolves. There was nothing she did not know

The Princess of the Woods! A warrior! Laughing whilst stroking her hound. Balancing the spear and weighing the sword in her skilled hands. No artifice of man unknown to her. The day’s work done The river bank, her fief

The Widow in Tartessos wept. She would be comforted.

The Maiden under the mountain whispered to her father

Under Capricorn. Freyah stood at the foot of her mountains. She had withstood the wrath of Poseidon. His exertions left her unimpressed

The Great Ocean spanned them all. Each one with wit and wisdom, brought the ships and fortune home

France by the sea

A rather phallic opening. My father wanted to be a light house keeper.

Its from the Cap d'Agde in the South of France. Its a lovely part of the world

I wanted to do something different. On my way to work. I had seen posters for an exhibition. At the national geographic store. France by the sea. I like se scapes. I am a fan of French women.

I was hoping it would be all pictures of women in Bikinis

I went after work. I got up early. I rode my bike at 8.30 am. Instead of at 830 pm. I ploughed through work like a mad man. I made my way to the exhibition.

I reminded myself of why I hate living in this place. I could not find the place in the dark. I have terrible night vision. The area is where all the pretty girls and cool young things hang out. It why I will be single until I die. I loathed it. I got lost and had to go into the apple store to google it

I found the place at last. I had forgotten my phone. So I could not take pictures. There was a nice picture of two girls, in swimwear which I could not find a postcard of. Nor was there a picture of the lady with freckles. Alas

This is Ajaccio. The men are dressed as Napoleonic guards. Its like Sharpe. The man with the glasses looks like Colonel Ducos Sharpe's mortal foe.

This is Hardelot. In the North of France. I think the girl is pretty

Biarritz. On the Atlantic coast. The lady with the Ice cream is cute.

Get well soon

Get well soon to my Helado

Here is another video

Brasil V Ireland

The flag of Cruzeiro

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cruzeiro_Esporte_Clube

The favourite team of a net friend. As well as the people who played Celtic for their anniversary cup in 1988

The view of the Pitch I had from seat 384. I had an aisle seat! It wasn't bad actually

Here I am shivering and alone

I wanted a night out. I decided, it would be fun to see Brasil play Ireland. I wore my Celtic Jersey to work. Which was an odd feeling. I was going to go to Micky Dee's first before the game, but I decided to pass on it. I got onto a crowded train. The Brasilian fans were making a lot of noise. They were quite pretty. Tanned and rounded

I got to the stadium. As I was walking up, to the turnstiles. I bought a scarf. (Ireland and Brasil) It was quite a cold night. A few degrees above freezing. I sacrificed comfort for patriotism. (Later there were two guys in front of me, who didn't stand for either anthem. I felt like kicking them)

I bought a hot dog without ketcup and made my way to the turnstiles. Picking up two programs. One for a co worker. I made my way past the stewards. A lot of people had print out of tickets. Someone in front of me, had brought the wrong papers, and could'nt get in. I felt bad for them

I had a beer. A pint of lager, once I was inside the Stadium. It went right through me. I am off the wagon now. I guess. I went to my seat, up the stairs. There were some pretty brasilian girls sitting there. Next to their boyfriends. Dam!

I've not followed top flight soccer as I used to. I didn't recognise a lot of the Irish team. Aside from Duff, Kilbane,

An bunch of Irish kids smuggled some booze in. Past the stewards. A stereotype is a stereotype for a reason.

The match kicked of at 8.05pm. The game was fast. There was only a minute of added time, in the first half. Ireland conceded a goal, at the last minute of extra time. Though Brasil had the better half. Though Ireland attacked well, in the opening quarter.

The Emirates stadium, has commentary in the toilets. Which is a mercy.

In the second half Brasil ran riot. Ireland did well to keep it to 2-0. The pretty girls behind me, drank Barcadi breezers. I wish I had brought a better camera. I felt odd about photographing strangers.

All the adverts in the stadium were in Portugese, computer generated. I took part in several Mexican waves.

The final whistle blew after 2 minutes extra time.

I made it back to the station, under the watchful eye of the Polis. Who tried to get us to go to the end of several barriers rather than blocking in the station. However being Celts someone opened a gap in the way

Though we lost, I am glad to be able to say that I saw Brasil play live

We are not supposed to kill off that query. ``Kill off that ticket'' Any more