Författare: bengt39

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An interesting experience

I would like to share an experience with you, about drinking and driving.

As you well know, some of us have been known to have had brushes with the authorities on our way home from social sessions over the years.

A couple of nights ago, I was out for a few drinks with some friends
at the Marriott Hotel and had a few too many beers and some rather
nice red wine.

Knowing full well I may have been slightly over the limit, I did
something I’ve never done before: I took a bus home.

Sure enough I passed a police road block but as it was a bus, they
waved it past.

I arrived home safely without incident, which was a real surprise; as
I have never driven a bus before and am not sure where I got it.

A Contribution from my Danish friend  Bent

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Locus kartuppstickare

uppdaterat 150102

En sammanställning av de stora  ”köpevägvisarna ” dvs GPS vägvisning för  mobilen finns på Mobil.se 

Mobil.se  har missat  uppstickaren Locus som håller på att förändra bilden radikalt på hur man kan ta betalt för kartor och vägvisning framöver.

För att prata Mediamarktspråk ”  :Det är puckat att köpa dyra navigeringssystem” nu när det finns ”opensource” kartor som börjar bli riktigt bra  och bara bättre och bättre!  /Det är precis samma tendens som för traditionella datorer där det  finns lika bra standardprogramvara som är gratis  i open source som de dyra köpealternativen tex antivirus AVG istället för Norton, officepaketet  Libre Office istället för Microsoft Office etc etc/

Kom i gång  med Kartor eller sjökort så kan du navigera eller hitta rätt   för just ditt eget behov.

Än så länge finns bara röstvägvisning på tjeckiska men med en androidtelefon kan du köra flera navprogram samtidigt- Tex Waze och Locus och du hör rösttvägvisnigen från Waze även i Locus. Den principen har gått att tillämpa i android flera år nu Tex Gröna kartan eller vägkartor i pathaway och röstvägvisning med Google.

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A tough guy ¤¤¤

In a transatlantic flight, a plane passes through a severe storm. The turbulence is awful, and things go from bad to worse when one wing is struck by lightning.

One woman in particular loses it. Screaming, she stands up in the front of the plane. “I’m too young to die!” she wails. Then she yells, “Well, if I’m going to die, I want my last minutes on Earth to be memorable! I’ve had plenty of sex in my life, but no one has ever made me really feel like a woman! Well, I’ve had it! Is there ANYONE on this plane who can make me feel like a WOMAN??”

For a moment there is silence. Everyone has forgotten their own peril, and they all stare, riveted, at the desperate woman in the front of the plane.

Then, a man stands up in the rear of the plane. “I can make you feel like a woman,” he says. He’s gorgeous. Tall, built, with long, flowing black hair and jet black eyes, he starts to walk slowly up the aisle, unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. No one moves.

The woman is breathing heavily in anticipation as the stranger approaches.

He removes his shirt. Muscles ripple across his chest as he reaches her, and extends the arm holding his shirt to the trembling woman, and whispers: “Here. Iron this.”

A nice contribution from  Jörgen M61