Mattargorda apartment view Lanzarote

Mattargorda apartment view Lanzarote
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This is what you really call a clear blue sky

Flickr

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

Drowning Shamrocks while flicking around Flickr

Well its two days since the shamrock was drowned on St Patricks Day. No doubt it was well and truly submerged metaphorically speaking of course by revellers up and down the country and around the globe downing several creamy pints of the black stuff, while stamping their feet to some traditional Irish music as they tapped Shilelaghs on their knees.

Ever wonder what happens to all those bowls of shramrock that have been given to US Presidents by our kow towing Taoiseach over the years as they visited the White House. If times get hard for old George W Bush,maybe he can flog all the Waterford Crystal bowls Bertie gave him on ebay. I'm sure Laura bush is probably relieved they are not in the White House anymore since she has no more room in her glass case for those extremely heavy and bulky crystal bowls.

Just a thought maybe George Bush & and ould "shoot your mates while out hunting Dick Cheney" use them as ashtrays for tipping their big fat cuban cigars into. Since everyone knows things are twice as big in TEXAS and they don't have piddly little ashtrays.



Anyway everyone seemed to enjoy St Patricks Day, and people are even disillusioned into thinking its summer. There are even some students strutting around in their boardies, although I haven't seen any flip flops yet .For these naive weather fools let me paraphrase an old spanish saying " only take your coat off after may has passed. In other words don't start stripping off at the first sign of sunny weather in spring because it is still very cold weather. With these thoughts of sunshine I have uploaded a picture onto Flickr which is this weeks assignment. A refreshing of view that greeted me first thing in the morning when holidaying in Mattagorda Lanzarote two years ago. You can nearly smell the sea air and feel the palm trees swaying in the warm tropical breeze. I just hope I have now linked the photo to the the blog or else I am going to have some very disappointed followers.

I really enjoyed Janes' lunch time talk on flickr and its quite an interesting site. I will no longer be downloading photos from the digital camera, then compressing them and uploading them onto gmail in order to send them to people.

I have found some really interesting and unusual stuff on flicker. I found one picture just by sheer accident where somebody had made out of pink icing sugar a typical bedroom complete with lamp on top of a locker a pair of slippers on a mat all on what appeared to be a large muffin. Maybe this could all be camera trickery. You'll just have to flickr to find our for yourself.

Grappling with RSS feeds

It may be called really simple sindication (RSS) but it certainly was not that simple to try transfer the chosen feeds from my reader to my blog.

I must admit that I have found this exercise one of the harder ones. I managed to set up the RSS feeds in my google reader but was stumped as how to tranfer them to my blog. I did find the creative craft youtube video tutorials entertaining and useful. You can just imagine the floor of the room where these videos were made it must just be strewn with paper everywhere. Then along came a knight in shining armour Michelle who enlightened me yesterday on the process and I would like to share it with everyone. No doubt I am not the only person who encountered this problem.

Instructions:
Go to blogger website www.blogger.com
Log in to your blog.

Click on Layout Tab.

Choose add gadget option from menu.

Add a blog to your list

Choose option import subscriptions from Google reader.

Select the which sites from your reader you want to import

Press the add button

they should then appear in your blog

As the old saying goes a problem shared is a problem halved. So I hope you have found these instruction helpful. I realise this entry has not been as exciting as the first one, but the blog is supposed to record my experience of the whole 23 thing learning programme.

The first entry

Hmm its very hard to think of what to say for the first entry, I suppose it depends on the sort of mood I'm in. Maybe I should introduce myself, but why give the game away straight away. I feel like one of those classical marble statues which are always portrayed in deep pensive thought. As a child I wondered what they were thinking about and why their noses or big toes were always missing and covered in bird droppings. No doubt I am not the only person to every quander these thoughts.

It must have been tough being a Greek philosopher or sage with people expecting your every utterance to be nuggets of wisdom. I' m sure Pythagoras him of the theorem fame, must have had some strange experiences going to the local market to buy dates. To most people this would have been but a simple transaction, but not for him since the market was arranged in the shape of an isocles triangle. No doubt this is how he came up with his famous formula the square on the hypotenus is equal to the sum of the square of the other two sides.

Poor old Aristotle he was killed by a soldier after he gave him a witty reply to a question. Aristotle was sitting in the bath like he always did pondering life and the soldier asked the great man if there was anything he could do for him. Arisitotle replied stop blocking the sun, the soldier was so enraged he killed him. I suppose if Aesop had been around at the same time, he would have composed a fable, such as never antagonise or try be to witty with a soldier bearing a sword.

Enough mutterings about Greek philosophers, I hear you say truly they must have been all mad to be so intelligent. Theres a fine line between genius and insanity and most of them must have traversed it, like Caesar crossing the Rubicon. Once you cross it you can never go back.

What I really want to ponder was the way adults all return to their childhood. This was very evident in Limerick yesterday after the heavy snowfall. This morning on the campus there were mounds of dirty snowballs strewn about the lawns. Just the remnants of snowmen built yesterday after the heavy fall. Small sticks protruded from these melting lumps which were once the arms. A child like innocence comes over you first thing in the morning when you see snow on ground. These melting lumps brought a smile to my face and probably lots of others who passed by them, triggering memories of making them as a child in days long gone bye.

So there you have that is my first entry for the blog, I wonder will anybody read, just have to wait and see. It won't alway be about Greek philosophers and snow, but whatever I feel like scribbling about.