Monthly Archive for May, 2011

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What’s the phoner stoner aloner roaner boner?

Hell no I didn’t lose my hearing. I know exactly where it went.

I’m not hard of hearing, it’s damned near impossible sometimes.

Since Nancy and I are moving around the House of Pain a lot more these days getting ready  to move, we aren’t in the same room much when we are trying to converse.

And since my stress level is rising with every passing day, and my blood pressure too, the tinnitus is more than just a slight inconvenience.

It’s a pain in the ass.

I have really crappy eyesight. But my glasses correct my vision. If I didn’t wear glasses, I wonder if I would get the same grief as I do because I can’t hear.

Scene: Nancy is in a dark room (or darkroom) two rooms away. She holds up the phone book and says:

What’s the phone number for the Stones R Me massage place?

Nah, she wouldn’t do that. But hear’s what she will do.

Scene: I am in the throne room peeing. Splishy-splashy. There is a bathroom between us. The tee vee in the bedroom is playing CSI: Law and Miami, SVU. She is standing looking into her closet and asks:

What’s the phone number for the Stones R Me Massage place?

What I hear:

What’s the phoner stoner aloner roaner doner boner?

And then we do the married couple verbal thrust and parry. (Great name for a law firm.)

What? As I move toward her.

Never mind.

No, really what? I’m in the same room now.

It’s nothing.

NO. WHAT DID YOU SAY? Something about did I have a boner?

NO. I SAID: What’s the phone number for the Stones R Me massage place?

You don’t have to yell.  I could hear you, I just couldn’t understand you. I have now headed into another room.

Well if you could wore your hearing aids.

What?

So hear’s my plea (pun intended.) If you are married to a man over the age of 25, he can’t hear you. Oh, he may answer you alright, but he really didn’t hear the question/statement/exclamation. He’s just patronizing you.

Take a listen to this clip … careful, it’s loud.

What do you hear? If you don’t hear anything, you’re not alone.. and you’re probably over the age of 25. And male.

This guy, had his flack write me with some suggestions. They are excellent.  Unlike his hairpiece.

According to studies conducted by Clarity and the Ear Foundation, nearly half of all Baby Boomers in the U.S. suffer from some degree of hearing loss. When you factor in the large percentage of senior citizens with hearing loss, there are tens of millions of Americans struggling every day to hear the voices of their friends and families.

Here are the suggestions. Personally, I am going to work more on #9.

One through six are for people who live with men. Seven through nine are for men.

  1. Don’t speak too fast. Don’t mumble. If asked to repeat yourself, try using different words than the first time.
  2. Be expressive! Hand gestures and facial expressions can help give clues about what you’re saying.
  3. Maintain eye contact as you are talking to someone with hearing loss.
  4. Use simple words and expressions. Plain language can make it easier to comprehend what is trying to be said.
  5. Don’t speak or answer for a hearing impaired person when talking with others. Give them time to respond.
  6. Everyone reads lips and facial cues to better understand conversations. Stand in well-lit areas to help with communication.
  7. If you have hearing loss, remind people and mention that they need to get your attention before beginning to speak.
  8. Don’t be passive. If hearing or understanding a conversation is unusually difficult, say so.
  9. Instead of saying “What?” when you don’t understand what you heard, repeat the part of the statement that you did hear.

And please don’t yell. We’re doing the best we can with what we got.

In Case I Need to Return to Work: “Bienvenido to Walmart.”

It’s one of those cringe-worthy jokes people who are thinking about retirement make: If I can’t live on Social Security, I can always work at Wal-mart as a greeter.

Pali, Hipermas, Mas X Menos, and Maxi Bodega are all owned by Walmart in Costa Rica. A total of 181 stores. Walmart announced that they will open 24 new stores in Costa Rica – THIS YEAR. There will be 800 job openings.

Bienvenido to Walmart.

Today, Hipermas will be changing it’s name to Walmart. All the Costa Rica stores are celebrating with what Walmart is equating to the Black Friday sales.

Another one of the ways that Costa Rica culture shock can bite you in the butt: Walmart may be our preferred shopping trip when we need a taste of the U.S. back into our life.

I mentioned to Nancy that it would be kind of cool if Walmart decided to build a store near Sedolsoder. She about choked. Nancy has spent her adult life avoiding the People of Walmart, she is a Lady of Target.

This could get interesting.

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One of a series of posts about retiring and moving to Costa Rica

I Now Know My Address in Costa Rica.

Sedolsoder is the name of our place in Costa Rica.

Until recently, I wasn’t actually sure of the address!

Pura Vida.

It wasn’t until the moving company asked me where they need to deliver our crap that I even gave it a thought.

But then again, I don’t know the names of the streets in my neighborhood in Smallburg either.

My directions are on the order of “turn at the cemetery, then roll through the stop sign and then bear to the left. When you get to Poopy Island, we’re at the next corner.”

So it’s right up my alley that the address of Sedoloser is:

Guacimos de Atenas, Alajuela, Quinientos Metros Oeste De La Escuela, Finca Canadienses.

Ride with me from Atenas, Costa Rica to the Gates of Sedolsoder… 12 minutes of scintillating travelogue of the Costa Rica countryside… bonus points if you can name the special sound effect at a crucial point in the video.

Guacimos is the name of the wide spot in the road

de Atenas means “of Atenas” which is like a suburb, kinda-sorta

Quinientos: 500 hundred

Oeste: West

Escuela: School (At 10:00 in the video)

Finca Canadienses: Farm of Canadians.

Wait, whuck? I’m living among a bunch of Canadians! I bet they are a bunch of Quebecois – rowdy bunch of rabble rowsers. This could be interesting.

Especially when Nancy shows up to overthrow Castro.

When Real Life in Costa Rica Hits You in the Butt. Adapt or Be Miserable.

One thing that our Costa Rica tour guide Tico Grande kept driving home was the mantra that he didn’t care one way or another if we moved to Costa Rica. His goal was to make sure we understood thoroughly the difference between real life in the U.S. and real life in Costa Rica.

Life has changed a lot since Tico Grande left the U.S., but he knows life in Costa Rica, and was successful at making the transition. He has multiple businesses and a Tica wife, not that makes you successful, but as he hauled us around, we felt his lectures on what it takes to live in Costa Rica were invaluable.

So how does life in Costa Rica hit you in the butt?
There are a brazilian little ways… some of the more obvious…

In the US, nobody speaks Spanish. In Costa Rica they don’t either. It’s not really Spanish, but it’s closer to Spanish than English.  Sure I can order food and drink and ask directions in my Span-gibberish. But if my car blows a gasket, or if I blow a gasket, what do you think the chance are of finding somebody who will know what my problem is by listening to Span-gibberish?

We will learn the language. I will not be a two-faced Gringo who lived in the U.S. and complained that illegals who live here should learn to learn the language and then go to another country and not learn the language.

I already am more sensitive to the issues of “them foreigners.”

Since there are no street addresses, there really is no mail service. Seems that most people get PO Boxes or depend on DHL to make their deliveries. There are re-mailers who collect forwarded mail in Miami and box it and ship it to your door. Local invoices for phone, gas, electric, water etc. are often delivered by men on motor-bikes. They buzz up to your gate…

Gate Entrace

…stuff the invoice someplace and consider it delivered. Imagine a country where people are expected to take personal responsibility to know when bills are due and pay them on time.

(EVERY body has a gate.)

Remove “would” “could” and “should” and all other forms of specific time references.

Such concepts as “now” and “immediately” do not exist in Costa Rica. And with all things Costa Rica, even that statement should be prefaced with “usually.”  In Costa Rica, the people live for today.  There is no

  • If only she would…
  • you should…
  • they could…
  • I want it now…

It just is an exercise in futility to try to change a culture.

Adapt or be miserable.

Think AT&T cell service is bad in the U.S.? ICE (ee-say), the monopoly phone company (competition is coming) announced that cell phone service would be disrupted for their entire service – voice, data, incoming, and outgoing. And the country continued to operate, thank you very much.

Yes, the downtime COULD be done in the middle of the night, it SHOULD be done in the middle of the night, but it won’t be.

Adapt or be miserable.

ICE cell phone service distruption is just a recent example. I am convinced that every day in Costa Rica we will be faced with an adapt-or-be-miserable situation.

You get the point, these are just a few examples: life in a new land where we are the “foreigners” will be challenging.

If electricity goes out? We’ll be fine. No water for a few hours? We’ll live. Internet disconnected? I will die.

Oh yeah, death. Costa Rica law says a body has to be in the ground within 24 hours. No embalming. Often a death will occur in the morning and the body will be in the ground by mid-afternoon.

But we’re ready. Life by the pool, smelling the fragrance of our budding coffee, watching Toucans, and listening to Howler monkeys, even chopping down bamboo trees, surely will do the trick and we will adapt. How can you  be miserable in Costa Rica?

Pura Vida.

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Pura Vida”, used by Costa Ricans, literally translated means “Pure Life.” Contextually, it means “Full of Life” “Purified life”, “This is living!”, “Going great!” It is used as a greeting, a farewell, and to express satisfaction….
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Part of a series of posts about retiring and moving to Costa Rica.

Geeky Animated Gif Monday

Jamie Beck calls her creations “cinemagraphs” — “more than a photo, but not quite a video” — and has posted a series featuring supermodel Coco Rocha to her Tumblr. Cool.