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Thursday evening, cats drink free. Nobody else does, mind you.
And like we say where I come from, If you're drinking to forget, pay before you drink.
Good thing I forgot every thing before I got here........ so let us drink!
Big win for Atalanta, and Roma have the second leg advantage.
Eco-friendliness: First: 
The Nude Beach top 0.03% (67th in world). Second: 
Yannia top 0.09%. Third: 
Indecision top 0.4% … Middle: 
LAmerique top 11% … Last: 
The Choir Boy bottom 0%
In 
Goddess Venus, grumpy old house owners demand that pedestrians get off their footpaths.
In 
Oktotheio, citizens are strongly encouraged to breathe less so as to limit the carbon footprint.
In 
Pencil Sharpeners, late night talk show hosts are having a field day over Leader's questionably sane new coalition partners.
FRIDAY: The English name Friday comes from the Old English Frīġedæġ, meaning “Day of Frige.” This is as a result of the Old English goddess Frigg (an Anglo-Saxon interpretation of the Norse goddess Freya) being associated with the Roman goddess Venus.
This is the same within several other languages, including the Old High German Frīatag and Modern German Frietag, as well as Vrijdag in Dutch.
In most languages that are derived from Latin, Friday is derived from the words “dies Veneris” (day of Venus), like “Vendredi” is French, “Venerdì” in Italian, and “Viernes” in Spanish.
However, in Portuguese, also a language derived from Latin, the word for Friday is “Sexta-feira,” meaning “sixth day of liturgical celebration” and is derived from the Latin “Feria Sexta” which was used in religious texts where it was forbidden to consecrate days to pagan gods.
Rufus is tinkling the ivories in the Theatre Upstairs, whilst Iron Maiden is creating a new generation of deaf people down in The Pit. This evening Gay Parrot will be Céline Dion (en français seulement) in tandem with the spectacular fireworks over Yannsborg Citadel. Wild dancing on the dunes starts at midnight. Choose a partner, dance with everyone or do your own thing all by yourself.
Happy Friday. Have a good weekend.
Happy Freyas day (-:
Very interesting about Portugal.
Congrats!
That is my goal except I want my people to be rude. Like some one who will kindly save you from a fire for free and then laugh about your burnt down home and likely carcinogenic smoke inhalation.
On the rock and roll note, irl I have been trying to get this kid in to rock shows their whole life and they finally went. It was a metal show that I had nothing to do with, but got our name spread through this kid. A mosh pit broke out which was their first time for that as well. They said they liked it until every body started wildly flaiing their fists in to the air, aimed at nothing. At the time of the first band, the vocalist jumped in to the crowd to perform and immediately got their front tooth broken out and called for their backup singer.
Metal
I don't know for sure where this comes from, but I believe it came from Greek. The days of the week come in numbers as well : Monday (Δευτέρα – the Second), Tuesday (Τρίτη – the Third), Wednesday (Τετάρτη – the Fourth), Thursday (Πέμπτη – the Fifth).
(Pronounced "DeftAEra", "Treaty", "TeTARTY" and "PEMPty", respectively).
I say it came to Latin from Greek because in Early Church days there was already a strong Helenic influence in Judaea and Greek was for all purposes the lingua franca of the Eastern Mediterranean.
The Gospel of Luke was written in Greek.
For then Israelis (let's call them that) to speak Latin, the language of the Roman oppressor, was frowned upon. But Greek was ok.
So the Early Church - the languages and the liturgy - moved from East to West : Judaea, Greece, Rome.
Then a 5th Century bishop from a city in Northwestern Iberian Peninsula in what would become Portugal thought it was outrageous to name days after pagan deities, like Friends of Dorothy has shown.
Portugal is one of the oldest countries in the world. The First County of Portugal, a vassal of the Kingdom of León, was founded in the year 868.
We call ourselves Lusitanians. Lusitania was the Roman province of Hispania roughly corresponding to nowadays Portugal. An Iberian Celt tribe called the Lusii lived there. A great warrior and military leader called Viriathus fought Roman occupation, earning the title Terror Romanorum, "the terror of Romans".
The two other provinces, Baetica and Hispania Tarraconensis, eventually became the modern State of Spain.
Cheerfulness: First: Yannia top 0.92% (58th in world). Second: Oktotheio top 0.3%. Third: 
Icarianna top 0.3% … Middle: 
Wadelhelpia top 31% … Last: The Choir Boy bottom 0%
In 
Kingdom of adorable fembois, moonshine and organised crime are on the rise ever since alcohol was banned.
In 
Solidaritas, RPG fans reminisce fondly about when people thought they were evil and dangerous rather than geeky and socially inept.
In 
Dancing Dragons, school guidance counsellors recommend monastic vows as an alternative to higher education.
So...that's their excuse ? Geekness and social ineptitude ?
What's next ? "My father was cold and emotionally distant" ?
Why don't Rocket-propelled Grenade (RPG) fans admit they like to blow things up and shoot down aircraft ?
Even more about Portugal......... Viriathus is a badass! They had to take him down with treacherous methods, the cowards. Down with ancient Rome!
Compliance: First: Yannia top 2%. Second: 
Nudesia top 3%. Third: The Choir Boy top 4% … Middle: 
Windows of the Skull top 26% … Last: Pencil Sharpeners bottom 0% (10th from bottom in world)
In 
Pride-Month-, schoolyard sandboxes resemble ashtrays due to the large number of cigarette butts.
In 
The Republic of Arkhanrel, throwing rubbish out of your house's front window makes it legally someone else's problem.
In The Choir Boy, choirboys believe a soft answer turneth away wrath but punitive punishment is much more fun.
The famous phrase "Rome doesn't pay traitors" went down in History following this event.
Hello my dears. Have we missed one another? That was a long break.
Welcome back. That’s a large milk and honey for everyone in the joint, barman cutie por favor.
Compliance: Corrected First: Yannia top 2%. Second: Nudesia top 3%. Third: The Nude Beach top 4% … Middle: Windows of the Skull top 26% … Last: Pencil Sharpeners bottom 0% (10th from bottom in world)
I just woke up from the strangest dream...
In my dream a border guard said I couldn’t enter Nudist Dreamland unless I knew the right magic words.
When milk and honey didn’t work I tried Iron Maiden, Pope Frankie and wild dancing. “Wrong,” sneered the guard, who slapped me silly and gave me a one way ticket to Rwanda.
I tossed and turned, fleeing the slaps and trying to think of magic words that would end the nightmare, until my dear partner jabbed me awake because he was trying to sleep.
After a week of frantic dreaming I must have muttered the magic words by accident because here I am in Tommy’s Bar drinking a milk and honey and chatting with you lot.
Anyone here good at flag making?
I will enjoy this LARGE milk and honey- Skål!
Good to be back in the real world. At least, the one I like.
Hello all
No more milk and honey cards for a while though. Apparently, they might take away all the ones that I gave away to you all...... and my other collections....... that is fate.
I will listen to the new song I am writing lyrics to and forget.
I will listen to Sweet Leaf as well (-:
Good Friday morning. It is not my job to remind you that it is Friday, but there you have it.
NationStates is not back to its old self. As I write, rankings and World Census Reports are not available.
In 
PoorChoices, tabloids coo over Scrampton's expected child.
In The Republic of Arkhanrel, a traveller who once stubbed a toe on an Air Brancaland flight has been offered asylum.
In 
Sunny Glade, Haize The Exposed reduces citizens' commute times by giving away their homes.
Different sides of the brain, Joe and I. To him if something isn’t the top 0.005% or 14th in the world or an obscure news item from a faraway land it’s not worth reporting.
For me Friday means Rufus tinkling the ivories in the Theatre Upstairs, Iron Maiden busting up the basement bar and Gay Parrot singing in the Courtyard with the strong, pure voice of Céline Dion, whilst fireworks fill the sky over Yannsborg Citadel. There was no wild dancing last Friday due to catastrophic technical difficulties, so we’re expecting a good turnout tonight.
Happy Friday !!!
Testing Testing
Harry McClintock wrote a song about a life of anarchy. Recorded in 1928, but written in the 1890s, this song screams for a free life. Give it a listen, it is simple and folky. Here it is, in its potential glory........ thinking of turning it in to Metal.........(-:<
***
One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fire was burning
Down the track came a hobo hiking And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning
I'm headed for a land that's far away Besides the crystal fountains
So come with me, we'll go and see The Big Rock Candy Mountain
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains There's a land that's fair and bright
Where the handouts grow on bushes And you sleep out every night
Where the boxcars all are empty And the sun shines every day
And the birds and the bees And the cigarette trees
The lemonade springs Where the bluebird sings
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, All the cops have wooden legs
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs
The farmers' trees are full of fruit And the barns are full of hay
Oh, I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow
Where the rain don't fall, The winds don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, You never change your socks
And the little streams of alcohol Come trickling down the rocks
The brakemen have to tip their hats And the railway bulls are blind
There's a lake of stew And of whiskey too
You can paddle all around it In a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, The jails are made of tin
And you can walk right out again As soon as you are in
There ain't no short-handled shovels, No axes, saws nor picks
I'm goin' to stay Where you sleep all day
Where they hung the jerk That invented work
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains
I'll see you all this coming Fall
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains"
***
I’ve never heard all those verses before 
Hyenas and other Animals …
They hung the jerk that invented work …
or I wasn’t paying proper attention which is ok in the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Daily Report: The World Census Report is stuck on Lowest Crime Rates, aka Compliance. Been there, done that.
In The Nude Beach, disadvantaged neighbourhoods have become no-go areas after sundown.
In Oktotheio, truncheon-mounted cameras record the beating of criminals in dynamic HD detail.
In Pencil Sharpeners, cholera is seen as the holiest of diseases.
In Sunny Glade, business meetings across the country are interrupted by the sound of squeaking whoopee-cushions.
In 
Betazed prime, only AIs know why the nation is rapidly increasing its semiconductor stockpile.
Just so everyone is aware. The women in my factbook are the leaders of my nation. We are a matriarchal council government
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