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The swim teacher said I swam 1600m today, 32 laps in an hour. I counted less, but I’ll trust the objectivity of someone who’s not in the water. I tend to lose count after a few laps.

Not bad after a week of swimming, for an old guy.

We watched the opening game of the World Cup yesterday between Brazil and Croatia. Brazil won 3-1 and had the distinction of making all the goals in the game. Figure that one out. Continue reading

• It’s about time to start nailing down dates for our US trip in August-September. I’m just now getting back in my routine after the last jaunt northward. Aside from the sliding date for the arrival of Eden Lynne, anywhere in the last half of August (go for the 24th, gal!), we now have a specific slot to wet our pencils on: Aug. 15, Madison AL. Let’s see, where’s am I going to post this next itinerary?

• Yesterday’s game left many long faces in Brazil, more so because of Netherlands’ bad playing and blind reffing. But the losers have to have a justification, right? The meal at Anibal and Ana Paula’s provided plenty of degustation, however, and the company was great. We got there for the start of the game at 11 a.m., and got home after 4 p.m. I had had thoughts of going to the office afterwards. Didn’t happen.

• June was a blank for Quick Bible Truths. What a shame. New tweet on that account today. Good one, too.

• Mon.-Fri., I filled in for Richard Mansel, picking up Forthright Magazine, while he was on vacation. Felt almost strange posting articles to the website and sending out the emails. Has been a while since I did that. FMag is bless to have Richard’s dedication applied to managing it.

• A friend talks about me speaking Portagee. A bit of research reveals that term, originally derogatory, was used also in Hawaii of people who went to work there from Madeiras Island. Wikipedia says the ukulele, seen as a typical Hawaiian instrument, comes from those Portuguese immigrants. Whoda thunk it? And a sausage, too, that sounds like the one we grill at churrascos.

• Meeting of men and of women from SJC this afternoon. Women talk Bible, men do business. Not all business, but mostly. Then we all eat together afterwards.

• Opera, the browser people, bought out my email provider, fastmail.fm. I hope that doesn’t compromise the quality of the service, which has been spectacular. Expectations are good, but changes bring anxiety. Any changes, even when it’s eustress (good stress). Like getting married. Come to think of it, we can consider this fusion a marriage, can’t we?

• We’ll be rooting for Brazil to advance in the World Cup today, against the Netherlands. Again, going to house of friends, since we don’t have TV reception here at home. Vicki has a roast in the slow cooker to take there for lunch, besides potatoes and sweet-and-sour carrots. Anibal says he’s also going to cook stroganoff. Leila has the task of preparing dessert. Ana Paula will do salad and rice. My part, degustation. Gonna be a fine day, Lord willing.

• Promptly did I get out the most recent GoSpeak report yesterday. You can get the PDF file(s) here. One for print, another for online reading with hyperlinks.

• To salute America’s Independence Day, The Fellowship Room’s header sports a flag and fireworks. Nicely done, don’t you think?

• Last night, I talked to my mom and to Joel and Tansy about their move Monday to Nashville. With video. The blessing of the Internet! Who would have imagined that, watching “The Jetsons” cartoon years ago that we’d be doing the video phone!? Joel had a job interview last week, interesting possibility in which he’d make use of Portuguese and travel to Brazil. We pray it will work out and be a wonderful option for them. After her bout with kidney stones, Tansy’s pregnancy is coming along well. Eden Lynne is on schedule for this world.

• Micah and Valerie plan to move to Huntsville AL, her hometown, so it was a matter of time to see who, between the two couples, left Henderson first, they tell us. Haven’t heard if Zeus the dog is going, too, but one presumes so.
• Vicki and Leila are recovering from flu or cold or whatever ill the zigzagging temps have inflicted upon them. I’m still ticking healthy.
• Yesterday, a blessing. As Vicki and I were leaving the house, she noticed a nail in the front right tire. The tire was still full, so we drove it to the neighborhood borracharia and had the guy look at it. The short nail entered at an angle, preserving the tire’s integrity. So off we go on four good tires.
• I pray your day has four good tires, all day.

Which means I’ve got to hustle to get it all done before the game. Not sure where we’ll watch the game today. If our friends don’t call us, we’ll probably go to Colinas Mall, about 5 minutes from our house, where they’ve set up a dozen TVs around the place, half of them in the food court.

Brazil has played Chile twice before, says one site, in World Cup games, beating them both times 4-2 and 4-1. But if they don’t improve their game over last Friday, the score may be reversed. But Kaká should be back playing today, so that ought to help.

Temp is up to 63º at almost 11 a.m., so it’s going to be a nice day, beautiful blue skies up there.

Using this new service I realize I’m double posting on FB. Hope to get that resolved before long.

What a slow dance this game between Brazil and Portugal! No attack, no serious play, just running down the clock. My eyes got heavy from the ping-pong.

It’s going to have to be a different team when they meet Spain or other teams advancing to the final. Kaka’s return will help, but seriously, time to get moving!

Anibal had homemade sausage bread, and Vicki took coffee cake for halftime. That’s about the only thing that had flavor to it. Plus the company!

When we moved into the house we’re in now, we decided not to hook up the TV to any signal. That was 12 years ago. We don’t miss it much, except every four years when the World Cup comes around.

So this morning we’re going over to some friends’ house, about 5 minutes away, to watch the game which starts at 11 am. Big one today, against Portugal, the mother country.

Then back here for the ladies to prepare to travel to Sao Paulo today by bus, at 5 p.m. or so. Tomorrow there’s a ladies’ day in the capital, so they’re going to stay with Paula and Jorge tonight. They should be back tomorrow night.

Until then, just me and the dogs. And the fish. The br /latter I can handle. The dogs know to keep quiet when they’re with me, but still …