Friend puts new Costa Rica temptation in my path.


Mike The Iceman (cuz he sold Carrier stuff in his past life) put a new Costa Rica temptation in my path.


The photo above might get me shot in Costa Rica – apparently using a spoon to eat Trits is a gigante nada-nada. They are meant to be inhaled as quickly as possible to insure massive and rapid brain-freeze.


Sorry about the music, the video isn’t mine…

If you want to try a Trit (I say it’s pronounced Treet as the spanish would pronounce the “I” as “ee” come to Costa Rica.) Mike The Ice Man says EVERYONE sells them in here. Or if you’re lucky you might find them at your local US store. They maybe distributed by Frozen Cow Distribution, LLC – the exclusive Importer, Seller, of Trits here in the United States! Contact them: 609-365-2990 or Facebook

I guess you can find them… their Facebook, Twitter, and website are pretty vacant.

Trits are made at Dos Pinos. They have a large plant not too far from our house.

The Trits come to America via boat – 70,000 of the ice cream sandwiches arrive in each shipment – and then a freezer truck delivers them to Murray’s storage facility in Vineland. From there, he personally drives the ice cream to the local retailers that have agreed to carry the product.


All I know is this temptation will be hard to resist in the future.




Deja Vu! Old Post Revisited!
Sole Survivor Bush Appears in Dodge, Iraq

Just because it’s so darned hilarious, and because Chris found/made an animation.


Would I have found it so hilarious if Monica would have flung (flinged?) a pair of heels at President Clinton?


If a reporter would have flang (flonged?) a pair of wax lips at President H.W. Bush? (read my lips…)


If Oliver North would have fleng (flynged) a pair of Nicaraguan Combat Boots at President Reagan?


I love how President Bush could rattle off equivalent “American” insults, like:

  • giving a speech and having people yell at me.
  • driving down the street and having people flip me off.
  • picking up the newspaper everyday and seeing a cartoon of my big ears.
  • the Secret Service deciding to wait outside.
  • not being invited to the Nailin’ Palin premiere.
  • when Oprah called Laura a “pavement princess.”
  • when my Gastroenterologist referred to my colonoscopy as “doing the intestinal worm”
  • if Laura gives me two little blue pills.

And he not only identified the shoes as size ten as they whizzed (wizzed?) by his head, he was able to contain himself as the somebody yelled, “don’t tase me bro!”

Damn, I hope this trend catches on. I’m betting it will not be a Fox News reporter who first throws fried chicken at President Obama.

I’m going to miss President Bush. (When I see him and fling my shoes.)

I’ve become on of *those* boomers: I dislike new tech.


I used to really love new technology and what it could do to make my life easier. We had the fun electronic toys from Atari.  Spent many hours bouncing a square of a rectangle to break other rectangles. (Breakout)

We moved up to a small “personal computer” that could access the internet via a modem. It had an “i” in the name but I forgot what it was called, (not IBM, not iMac) and it was small and cheap. Visited a lot of bulletin boards in those days.

I advanced our family to a Commodore and then progressed through the Apple Macintosh lines to the iMac.

At work, there was a Radio Shack TRS 80 that the guy I replaced bought and let sit in the corner. I taught myself VisiCalc and wrote a spreadsheet to figure out commercial printing quotes and handle billing to put the computer to work.

Soon after personal computers were SOP in business and I marched threw the Macintosh line because the owner of the newspaper LOVED Macs. Then Windows personal computers took over the business office. I loved it. I tried to learn as much as I could – or had time for- there was always somebody else that knew more than me, so I didn’t feel the pressure. As soon as it became a “chore” I just handed my problem off…

I learned HTML so I could “build” websites… I started this blog and changed the code in plugins and themes just for kicks.  I eventually screwed that up so bad, I got a guy in Ireland to hand off too.

I enjoyed new technology.

Until recently.

Now I don’t like technology – it’s too hard. I just want simple these days.

I’m using an old Dell desktop running Vista, a HP lap top running Windows 7 powers our tv and I have an Android phone. Nancy has a Apple iPad mini, Apple iPad, and Apple iPhone. I have two netbooks – one with Windows 10 installed that are just gathering dust.

I spend too much of my time updating operating systems and apps. Much of my frustration can be related to the sometimes painfully slow internet in Costa Rica – about 4 megs down, 1 meg up. And the age of the computers I’m on.

Yeah, it’s all related to age.

I’m ready for a personal upgrade.

UPDATE: the “computer” I struggled to identify was actually called an internet appliance! The i-Opener!  Looking at the wiki, it was a pretty cool deal. Cost $99, but estimates were it was $300-$400 to manufacture.

Whew, struggled last evening trying to dredge up the name – try to use Google to find “computer maker with “i” in it’s name. Yeah, that worked well. NOT.

Sitting on the rancho listing to The Tech Guy the name just popped into my head. Maybe that upgrade can wait.




Too many ways to talk

One of the podcasts I listen too features John C. Dvorak, a tech writer for CNET. His intro for the tech segment on the podcast NoAgenda is something like:




Your phone should be a landline and it should be made out of Bakelite.



I used a phone like this most of my young life.

Last night was St. Todd de Cubbville’s birthday, so that warrants a call. Here were our choices to place an international phone call:

  • Facebook
  • Skype
  • WhatsApp
  • Viber
  • Magic Jack
  • Google Voice

There are plenty more options – too many we decided! I didn’t try them all… because we got through on Facebook and the quality was good.

Dvorak is right…

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