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Star trek technology is coming in the 21'st century. Nanotechnology. A cellphone the size of an ant, notebooks paper thin and see through. I watched a lecture about it, it is very real and already in use. Amazing and also scary.

weekend but thinking testing checking your weak point and what u can improving

always

I focus on improving my English over the weekends.

Lets see who win the race.
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Monthly moan ending March 2014


Spring’s kiss upon the fields of France always brings with it a sensation of colours. The varied hues of change inviting an orchestra of avian chorus to burst out and subsequently lift one’s mood. Accompanying this change to what has been, for the most part, a sodden winter filled with depressions of many kinds, has been the promise of more profitable times ahead.

Not for me, however.

You see, in what seems to have become something of a tradition, my little abode in the countryside is nominated as the place to be ‘seen’ as the climate turns more temperate. As such, my wife invites along numerous friends from varied professions. This always includes that banker, and his social services-working wife. A nice enough lady, but one that seems to live in a bubble of rose-infused socialism; and which probably explains why she fails to see the empty pot that France is issuing cheques against… she never fails to see the wine, I will add.

Anyway, as can be expected from such functions, and just like last year, the hours preceding the cordial smiles, polite chatter, and the Englishman secretly seething at the freeloaders enjoying a fare that is more than I would normally eat all week, was filled with blood, sweat and tears. Well, for my wife more than me, as she set up camp in the kitchen. I, being made of English stock, spent much of my time being beaten away from the dishes being prepared, or dashing off to the shops in order to hunt down that elusive ingredient.

And so it was that once again les rosbif here was required to trundle off in his ageing Land Rover; in order to track down a special type of olive that, required as company for a Corsican recipe of veal, would be served alongside this main dish.

Turning on the vehicle radio as I settled down to a few hours of escape, I listened to how France was, once more, to break its promise to the European Union. This time, it was to do with reducing its public deficit to under the EU-agreed upper threshold of three percent. No surprise there (for broken promise, and also control of its deficit obligations) and that it would most likely not keep its word in 2015, either. Good news for the banker’s wife, I thought.

Indeed, I recall that recently France was stating that it would cut its budget deficit by some 40 billion Euros, whilst at the same time not cutting any provision in social services, or increase in taxes for the peasants: explaining that France was in a strong position to weather the storm blowing over EuroLand. Hmm… the insouciance with which France cooks it books is rather disgusting. As, too, are the numbers of people being forced to lick cake crumbs from the floors as they realise how much of a sham the promises from the castle towers are.

Needless to say, taxes are up, services are down, and I’m paying more to entertain those that hold positions of employment within the professions taking bread from my table. A table that in the evening of the free food and wine for all, I was made to sit at the wrong end of… basically, I was last in the queue.
And just like last year, it was the social service worker that brought the issue of finance to the table: once again complaining about the quality of funding being offered to support local cultural heritage initiatives. I, just as I did last year, quipped that with something approaching a thousand cows to one person in this neck of the woods, such initiatives were a little irrelevant to the present local economy. I then went on to offend; by stating that any monies would be better spent on training people how to milk an udder, as opposed to producing a map of ancient footpaths that a tourist – if ever one was to visit these parts – could use to walk through the countryside.

The banker, just like last year, appeared to nod in agreement to my statement, whilst avoiding an immediate defence of his wife’s position by helping himself to more of the olives. This act of consumption was, I think, deliberate, as it curtailed his ability to speak. I’ll also point out that as the eldest of the guests, he was afforded the honour of being seated closest to the kitchen. Therefore, he could decide upon what to pass down the table as it was served. Bastard.

I, being the youngest, was placed at the bottom, and was responsible for accumulating the empty dishes in my area, which prevented there being space for much else. I near panicked at one stage as it appeared that my glass would have to be sacrificed for additional room – and it is a large table – but averted any disaster of forced sobriety by finishing the remainder of the champignon entrée, and thus was able to remove the dish.

Hey, if I was to forego some of the culinary presentations, I sure as hell was not going to forego feeling satiated come the end of the evening.

The conversation quickly descended into the realities on the ground, and in particular, the real rate of employment within France. It’s looking grim… for those that want entry to the feast that is fulltime employment in France. With strong labour laws and generous holiday entitlements, it is extremely costly for an employer to hire anybody, and so the recent trend for the past few years has been to take on contract workers when needed - a trend that, ostensibly, is becoming increasingly permanent; albeit with a negative gradient as fewer and fewer contracts are being offered.

This employment trend, I suggested, skews the real situation, but helps with the serving of official figures to the public.

Turning to the banker – busily helping himself to another scoop of the Corsican veal dish, and by association, my lunch the following day - I asked what his thoughts were upon French GDP.

Whilst most present assumed a glaze not too indifferent to that seen on some of the by now desiccating hors d'œuvres, the banker’s response was his standard: “We may have long holidays, but we are productive.” I wish I had had a German guest at this point, as I’m sure they would have choked somewhat – and not because of the olives.

Productive?

Erm, with each serving of French growth forecasts, the dollop to be expected is reduced. Similar to, I thought, the amount of dessert that I received. It was another crème brûlée concoction that each guest spooned out for themselves. And to be fair to the banker, he took the least… probably because he was stuffed with olives and veal. However, I had to feign contentment at the quantities of other food that I had already consumed, and encourage my guests to eat their fill. Which they surely did, and which reminded me somewhat of how much France takes from the EU. Burp!

And so the end of the evening arrived, and with it, my chance to check on what was left. Much like the young elsewhere in Europe, I was able to find scraps here and there that would keep me going until the next day, but nothing of substance that would enable me to not have to worry too much about what I could put on the table the next day.

Eurusd has been very slow and choppy in recent months(since October). It is the slowest period in last 6 years. I have suffered many stops.

I have heard that capitals flow into euro zone for higher yield. lol it is only like 2 percent a year and yet it is considered a good deal. Hope eurusd make progress soon or I have to quit trading it.

I've been thinking that a lot lately about not trading the E/U much for a while. It has kept me mostly flat. I only made 3% this month.

Sunday's MOTO

Today is the only day that Mr.M has NO chance to get 13333
boring day

We have a hammer here a break above Yesterday's high will pave us to 39xx and break of Yesterday's low will become a critical situation.
Hope for the best and Do Well!!!

Smells like a gap down! Remember last year in march the 200 pips gap after cyprus bank savings haircut
I miss that day
Randomness is always welcome

Why you expect gap down .? What r new news?

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I would buy @61.8 Fibo or when price bounce off trendline
current candle: indecisive candle

i think bounce from 3721 @ 50 fibo is ok ..and i am bullish

the only smell i sense is some random bullshit smell

I would say, based on a previous projection (Link) Euro Yen should be getting interesting this week. I'm still biased short on the pair... lets see If Bank of Japan, will be motivated to increase the stimula more

I'm chancing an euro long here - right at the open