Howdy

I have been in the United States for eight years. In that time my lack of accent has remained. I still know that the letter ‘u’ should be used more often than is the habit here, and I know that ‘r’ goes before ‘e’ in the centre of all theatres. I pronounce route the same way I do root, and beta sounds more like ‘beat her’ than ‘bay tar’.

However, there are signs of corruption. I have, as readers of the blog will know, fallen in love with America’s pastime; the game of baseball. Now, after my wife threw a Western themed Summer party, my choice of footwear had taken a local turn. Ever since that event, I have been wearing the cowboy boots that my wife bought from E-Bay, even though they are not a perfect fit. We are now talking about buying a proper pair of boots. Combined with a Western style belt and hat, I am almost a convincing inhabitant of the Western US, until I speak. “Howdy” sounds as wrong coming from my lips as “Gnarly, dude”

Published in: on 1 September, 2014 at 6:35  Comments (1)  

Post the Quake

In the early hours of Sunday August 24, we were woken as our bedroom rolled as though it was on a ship crossing through a storm. This was a level 6 earthquake centred in American Canyon, which is about 7 miles from our house. It was the largest quake to hit Northern California in twenty-five years, since the 6.9 in 1989 that collapsed bridges and freeways.

We escaped unscathed, apart from losing several hours sleep. The city of Napa was not so lucky. The downtown took a beating, several wineries lost bottles and barrels.

On Friday, I took the day off work to drive my sister-in-law around Napa valley. The vineyards we visited had not taken much damage, apart from a cracked fountain at Artesa.

The Napa visit was an introduction for a first-timer, so we went to three tried and tested locations. We started with a glass of champagne on the terrace at Domaine Carneros, before enjoying the modern art and excellent wines of Artesa. We browsed the art shops in Yountville, before eating at R+D Kitchen, which was a recommendation from a work colleague.

We finished at the ultimate tourist winery, the centuries old Italian Castello d’Amorosa that was built in 2007. We did the grand tour, which finishes with a very generous tasting of wine. The castle was so far North in the valley, that it’s loss was a total of two bottles.

Published in: on 31 August, 2014 at 18:15  Comments (1)  

Pride of Anglia

Norwich City are no longer in the Premier League and so all of their games are not live on US TV. There is, however, a channel (bein) that amidst its coverage of French and Spanish football has some English Championship games. This weekend’s game was the East Anglian Derby between Norwich and Ipswich.

I did not watch the game live; 4am on Saturday morning is not a time that I wish to be awake. I also think my shouting and yelping would not be appreciated in the wee small hours.

The last time I saw a game at Ipswich, City were drubbed 5-0. Granted that was over sixteen years ago. Today, it went far better. Norwich won 1-0. Granted last time we played them at their place, it was 5-1 to the Canaries.

Published in: on 23 August, 2014 at 7:51  Leave a Comment  

Six Again

I saw my first Doctor Who episode when I was six years old. It was the opening of Mind of Evil. Now, thanks to Hulu streaming, I am watching it again.
When I first saw it we had a Black and White TV. When UK Gold showed it in the mid nineties, the surviving print was Black and White. Since then it has been restored to colour.

Published in: on 9 August, 2014 at 14:41  Leave a Comment  

Sea Breeze over Madras

Our Holiday weekend in Southern California is ending by the pool in a hotel in Santa Monica. I return to work on the morrow, by going into our Santa Monica office.

It was cocktail time, for it was six o’clock, albeit in a different timezone.

My wife was stumped on what to drink. She recalled a beverage from our stay in Hawaii last year – the Sea Breeze. I looked it up on my iPad app (Can you believe that I have a dedicated application for cocktails?) and reminded her of the ingredients; Vodka, Cranberry, Grapefruit. She thought for a moment and said she would like that, but with Orange Juice in place of the Grapefruit.

I caught the attention of the poolside waitress and asked if she knew what a Sea Breeze was, she replied in the affirmative. I said I would like one, but with the OJ substitution. She said that is a Madras.

I checked when I returned to my lounger and that is indeed the name of that drink. I was impressed. My wife loved the drink.

For my part, I had an Indian Summer, a refreshing mix of Gin, Dry Vermouth, Grapefruit Juice, Simple Syrup, and Basil. This was from the pool menu. My app is silent on the subject and there was no wifi poolside, so I shall have to wait to find the proportions.

Published in: on 6 July, 2014 at 19:24  Comments (1)  

Happy Birthday

Yesterday was 4th of July, the day that the US celebrates its Independence; although thus date is the anniversary of the Congress approving the document making that declaration. John Adams thought, at the time that the 2nd July, would be the date that would be celebrated; as this was the day on which the decision to declare independence was taken. To coin a phrase “You know nothing John Adams.”

We went to a concert at the Hollywood Bowl, something my wife and I had done for a 4th July when we first met, sixteen years ago.

The first part of the concert was assorted stirring and patriotic music performed by The LA Phil. The second part was a Bluegrass concert. The lead Banjo player, Steve Martin, had a great line in funny repartee. Mark my word, if playing the Banjo does not work, he has the potential for a career in comedy.

The night ended with a firework spectacular.

Published in: on 5 July, 2014 at 13:51  Leave a Comment  

The Language is Called English

Last week we did the tour of Alcatraz with some friends who were visiting from out of town. There is an excellent audio tour, but I was a little perturbed by the board with instructions at the start. It showed information in various languages. Each section had a flag to illustrate the language, the flag of France for French etc. In the case of Portuguese, there were two flags – the Brazilian and Portuguese flags. The Mexican and Spanish flags were also paired up, as were those for the People’s Republic of China and Taiwan.

There was but a single flag for the English language section. No British flag sat aside the Stars and Stripes. Anti-British discrimination at its worst. 

Published in: on 10 June, 2014 at 6:00  Leave a Comment  

Learning a Language

I took French in school and failed it miserably. I lived in Portugal for over two years and whilst I picked up a wide vocabulary of useful nouns, I never grasped the language. 

No one ever mistakes me for a local here. I still pronounce words like router, beta, and garage correctly and not the American way. I have changed my spelling in documents I write at work, dropping ‘U’ from assorted words and reversing ‘E’ and ‘R’.

In comparison with my lack of foreign languages, I am comfortable with assorted computer languages.

BASIC (Assorted dialects)
COBOL
RPG
C#
Ruby
Objective-C

On Monday, Apple announced a new language for programming Macs, iPhones, and iPads. I have taken learning that language. I am recording my experiences and observations in a blog. Since I do not imagine that those who read this blog have an interest in the details of Generics and other such topics, I have created a new blog.

https://childrenofthebrain.wordpress.com/

The title of the blog seems an appropriate description of computer programs and comes from a quote by the author of Gulliver’s Travels.

 

Published in: on 4 June, 2014 at 6:51  Leave a Comment  

How Wrong Can You Be

On Memorial Day we met up with a couple of friends for lunch at a restaurant in Pleasant Hill. I enjoyed the meal, despite an initial impression caused by the cocktail menu. A single item managed to have four errors in its description. 

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The Classic Martini item is a travesty against all that is proper in the world. A classic Martini is made with Gin and not Vodka. A classic Martini is stirred, not shaken. A classic Martini should have an odd number of olives. A classic Martini should have Vermouth, otherwise it is neat Gin or in the case of this abomination Vodka.

Fortunately, the description of the Sazerac was far more in line with what I would expect. The Rye used is well regarded, although not one I had previously tried. I would have preferred if the bitters and Absinthe were identified, but I went ahead and ordered it. It was well balanced and went some way to placating the pedantic rage that was burning within.

Published in: on 2 June, 2014 at 19:20  Leave a Comment  

Bridge Tolls

Most of the locals pay $5 every time we cross one of the local bridges; I pay just half that because I have an electric car. The toll covers the cost of maintaining the assorted bridges in the Bay Area.

I am sure that the toll would be lower if the Golden Gate Bridge was not destroyed by rampaging aliens/mutants/monsters. Today we saw it broken yet again in Godzilla. Please leave it alone.

Published in: on 31 May, 2014 at 18:12  Leave a Comment  
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