While my camera’s being fixed (I pressed a few mystery buttons and now it won’t take pictures) I thought you might enjoy this series that Julia sent me. Julia got them from her tía segunda, her mother’s cousin. In English, that would be her first-cousin-once-removed – I have lots of them, both my mother’s cousins and my cousins’ children – but I prefer tía segunda: it’s less unwieldy and it’s a nice name in itself. The pictures are in Powerpoint. To progress to the next image I press the right-hand arrow button on my keyboard or you could just click with your mouse; as I say, I’m a lousy button-presser, but both worked for me. It’s below:
A Bad Guide 
What a delight: hats off to Julia and her cuz.
Mind you, I can just about pretend that I could be brave with big cats. But never with a grizzlie. Not on your nelly.
That’s what I said to Julia. Bears are unpredictable, much like people.
Nor hippos.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/africaandindianocean/southafrica/8887115/South-African-farmer-killed-by-pet-hippopotamus.html
Oh, that’s nice AJP. I love those pictures and I’m very glad you and dearieme liked them too.
It wasn’t my aunt who sent me this, in fact this time was my father…
And I agree with you, I would never be so near to (?) those bears. But I would LOVE to pet a lion’s or tiger’s big heads.
Did you know there is (or was) a huge problem in Colombia with the hipos Pablo Escobar had like pets in his state?
I like them too!
I think we need you to do a post on Pablo Escabar and the hippos, Julia. It sounds fascinating on many levels. Whatever happened to magic realism, by the way? – If I were a stereotyper, I’d say that’s what it sounds like.
…And I’m glad everyone likes these pictures, of course!
Hippos:
If that’s the case, I don’t understand why they’re so dangerous. The authorities are introducing a speed limit of 40 kph in built-up areas here, because being hit at such a speed or lower is supposed to cause fewer life-threatening injuries. Not that I’m dying to be trampled by one, but it’s only in the past few months I’ve been reading that I ought to be on a constant look out for charging hippos.
At least hippos can’t climb trees: grizzlies can outrun you, outclimb you and outswim you.
hippos can’t climb trees
That’s exactly what the hippos want you to think.
People say hippos are more dangerous than lions:
http://www.muyinteresante.es/ison-peligrosos-los-hipopotamos
>Julia
Here, others guys like Escobar have had the same liking. Anyway it’s worst that:
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/sociedad/caza/tigre/coto/Extremadura/elpporsoc/20051208elpepisoc_7/Tes
That’s exactly what the hippos want you to think.
¡jajajaja! / hahaha!
I don’t like people who thiks they can domesticate wild animals, like the one in … ¿Ohio? who killed himself a couple of weeks and previously released all his animals (which eventualy were killed by the authorities)
Here’s little part of the National Geographic documentary I’ve seen about Pablo Escobar’s hippos
“a couple of weeks AGO”
A bit off-topic, but recall that Kiplng’s little elephant annoyed a hippo by blowing bubbles in her ear when she were trying to sleep in the water.
I’d say that’s only microscopically off topic, Ø.
According to the Guardian’s article,
If you ask me, there’s nothing wrong with Humphrey.
I didn’t know there were topics to be off in the domains of the Crown.
Humphrey did what hippos do when they feel engolfed.
Golf and gulf is essentially the same word, Norwegian golv/gulv “floor”, though maybe.rather from an older meaning “opening, room, space”.
>A. J. P. Crown
Well, Humphrey said: “we’ll always have… our local golf club”, hadn’t he?
Seriously, every Monday, next to motorway near Mérida, I can see a fighting bull that was brought up with feeding bottle.
Trond: Onletydic disagrees: <a href="http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=golf&searchmode=none"golf, >a href=”http://www.etymonline.com/index.php?allowed_in_frame=0&search=gulf&searchmode=none”>gulf
Too hasty, no preview, aargh ….
gulf
golf
Yeah, sorry. In a hurry and too lazy to check. In the meantime I’ve been checking Bjorvand & Lindeman, who see no possible IE relatives for golv. I know I have the etymologies from somewhere, but I don’t remember where, so I can’t support it by appeal to anyone’s authority but my own.
But those k>g developments look goofy.
Jesús, can you explain? It sounds like Ferdinand the bull, though that story takes place in Ronda.
Gulv, an older meaning “opening, room, space”.
Trond that’s fairly similar to English floor (the second floor of a building).
>A. J. P. Crown
Ten or more years ago (I don’t remember) a man of Mérida started to bring up a fighting bull that become tame. It’s inside a little fence (< 100 square meters) and I see it every week because is next to the motorway where I drive to go to Almadén.
With respect to Ferdinand I’ve read there is also a film made by Disney.
How nice, I hope he’s got friends.
I hate anything to do with Walt Disney. They completely fuck up good books and then pretend they were the ones who wrote the story and drew the drawings.
>A. J. P. Crown
According to an urban legend, Rafael Sánchez Ferlosio, an excellent Spanish novelist and essayist, has written, pretty much, he want the criogenized body of this Manichaean is disconnected. I agree, of course.
As for the false idea about the authorship, I reminded the face of my French teacher when a young Frenchwoman lecturer attributed a famous short story to Disney.
Why has your text about the toilets disappeared? I’m surprised because of your job.
I had no idea Walt Disney had been cryogenized. Yes, of course he must be disconnected!
I removed the toilets text because it didn’t seem relevant, but I must say that when I was designing them I met some Disney executives. They (all men) wore baseball hats and short trousers and had all sorts of peculiar rules; for example, I remember it wasn’t allowed to grow a beard as a Disney employee, sort of like reverse religious fundamentalism. This was when I worked for a ship-design company, schlock work I did about fifteen years ago. By choice I wasn’t very involved with the Disney project, I only did the toilets because they were very pressed for time.
Wiki says (emphasis mine):
The most famous known cryopreserved patient is baseball player Ted Williams. The popular urban legend that Walt Disney was cryopreserved is false; he was cremated, and interred at Forest Lawn Memorial Park Cemetery. Robert A. Heinlein, who wrote enthusiastically of the concept, was cremated and had his ashes distributed over the Pacific Ocean. Timothy Leary was a long-time cryonics advocate, and signed up with a major cryonics provider. He changed his mind, however, shortly before his death, and so was not cryopreserved.
Although it’s not always exact, with “urban legend” I mean false statement. I wrote what Ferlosio said making use of, in a way, the Italian proverb “si non e vero e ben trovato”.
I hope this cremated man, if he resurrect only can do again “Cinderella” because for as is “Cenicienta” (ashen).
I’m sorry. “…because for us…”