Má tradução

A todos os pseudo-prós:

Já estou farto de ler traduzido “ingenuity” como “ingenuidade” e isto está mal. Vamos lá ver as coisas…

ingenuidade
do Lat. ingenuitate
s. f.,
qualidade do que é ingénuo;
simplicidade;
singeleza.

via DLPO
E em inglês:

ingenuity
1. the ability to come up with (especially original and creative) solutions to difficult problems
The pyramids demonstrate the ingenuity of the Old Egyptians.
Impecunity is the mother of ingenuity.

Via Wiktionary.

Assim parece-me ÓBVIO que a tradução de “ingenuity” é “engenho”:

engenho
do Lat. ingeniu
s. m.,
faculdade de conceber e de inventar;
génio, aptidão natural;
talento;
por ext. habilidade, astúcia, destreza;
estratagema, ardil;
aparelho, máquina, maquinismo;
prov.,
nora (para tirar água);
Brasil,
moinho de cana, fábrica de açúcar.

Se querem escrever noutras línguas, aprendam-nas bem. Se querem escrever na vossa, não façam traduções palermas.

~/less

Ever since my home computer fried, my computing habits have run amok. I listen to a lot less podcasts, my email is webmail-based, the im client is not on 24/7 and the feeds are delivered to GoogleReader. I also began using PortableApps a lot more.

I miss my trusty 6 year old pc, but I guess it’s time to get a new one, maybe one of those new dual something.

ps: just read the title as “homeless”, not as the “less” command…

The devil is in the details

Staying in a shitty hotel makes you appreciate the little details. For example, if the shower’s pressure is good, you tend to spend more time in it than you should, or if the breakfast’s scrambled eggs are good enough, that’s pretty much all you’ll have for breakfast. Everything to take your mind of the communist themed hotel which, I’m sure, they didn’t intend to have a “theme”…

Funny how some of the best food I’ve had in Poland is either Japanese, Indian or Mexican. At least the local beer is quite nice.

Mental note

In Poland, the sign for a men’s toilet is a triangle, and a circle for women’s.

Photo from here.

Portugal-Poland

Just came back from watching the match. I didn’t know any portuguese in Warsaw but, thanks to a contact list with dozens of people, I found out where the guys from Contacto meet and enjoyed a game (even more if we’d won) in their company. Nice people, by the way.

And thank you, Pedro.