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September 30, 2003

A Valid Comment (flatulence-related)

Brown i-Chat

“Enough already with your Brown-i-Chat”

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September 29, 2003

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September 28, 2003

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The Bassoonist

the Librarian sent me this clipping, found somewhere in his vast archives. I gave up trying to play the Bassoon at the tender age of eleven, God only knows what would have become of me had I persited in the pursuit.

BASSONIST, 91, 4' 6'', 90lbs., lecherous, ill-tempered, indigent, craves moist wench for undreamt of indescretions.

Posted by Nicklas at 09:34 PM

September 27, 2003

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September 26, 2003

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September 25, 2003

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September 24, 2003

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September 23, 2003

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Posted by Nicklas at 11:24 PM

Use a suggestive headline, see your site traffic double.

I’m lazy about checking site statistics, but occasionally I would log in to my control panel and see what brings people (other than my mother) to the site.

Curiously, it seems like an entry entitled “Hogtied” gets me an awful lot of traffic.

stats 23/09

I would imagine that a vast majority of people finding the site by searching the web for the term “Hogtied” would be terribly disappointed at the lack of images of intricately bound female bodies in a state of undress, and leave immediately, trousers buttons still undone.

If you are one of those people, This is where you should be looking. You might learn something.

Posted by Nicklas at 10:56 PM

September 22, 2003

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September 21, 2003

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September 19, 2003

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September 18, 2003

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September 17, 2003

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Posted by Nicklas at 06:44 PM

À la recherche du temps perdu

mrO ate his weight in Ravioli yesterday.
Like Marcel Proust, I was reminded of my youth, where we used to hold Ravioli Eating Competitions in the school diner.
The trick was to look inconspicuous when you approached the dinner-ladies for your 12th portion, and then just keep eating and eating.
My record of 89 raviolis was beaten by the guy in my class who ate 112.
He later became the regional line-dancing champion, and made it to the back pages of the local paper.

Posted by Nicklas at 10:15 AM

September 16, 2003

Green Day

Life through a lense. And a bottle of 7 Up used as as a colour filter.

Posted by Nicklas at 07:14 PM

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September 15, 2003

Foreign Made

I used to spend a lot of time with The Conservator back in the day, when I was fancy free, went to the pub on a regular basis, and spent my days in the artcollege with a lot of idle time on my hands.

I used to sit in his workshop at least a couple of hours a week, usually more. We drank strong coffee in small cups and talked about the world.

Now we meet at the market on a Friday morning.

Twenty minutes at a time, we try to catch up, start conversations and discussions. Occasionally, more due to luck than persistence, our rambling rants leads us to a point close to the the levels of abstraction we once achieved when we had unlimited time, and fewer worries.

A recent discussion is worth mentioning, It will from this point be known by the working title of “Sending souvenirs back to country of origin”
The idea is simple:
people bring home junk from their exotic holidays, two or twenty years later the memento ends up in a flea market, discarded.

Disney World Mug Our duty is to purchase the item cheaply, and returning it to it’s home.
We’ll send Donkeys that shit cigarettes back to the Canary Islands, Disney World styrofoam traveling mugs back to Florida and plastic rotating Mounties playing the Canadian National Anthem back to Toronto.

We haven’t yet decided wether the local tourist board, the chamber of commerce, or the state museum should be the recipient of the discarded souvenirs, but all the best plans are left half baked.
We have the determination, and the small change to purchase the items.
Who knows, one day we might even put our scheme into action.

Posted by Nicklas at 09:55 PM

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September 13, 2003

Bilingualism

Reading this article over at kottke.org made me think of one of the main things I know I’m going regret in years to come - I don’t speak enough Swedish to my children.

Part of the problem is that switching between two languages mid-conversation is too easy - I start sentences in Swedish only to discover thirty seconds later I unwittingly switched to English.

It seems that certain triggers toggles the switch, a reply in English to a Swedish sentence would switch me back to English, unless I was concentrating. Certain words and concepts belong solidly in one or the other language and can’t be easily substituted, so an English term or phrase slips in, and bang, the Swedish is dropped.

I find that I have to think to keep speaking in Swedish. As soon as I switch the autopilot on, I’ll be lost, and back in English.

mrT is expanding his vocabulary by about five words a day at the moment. I made a conscious effort and spoke only Swedish to him this evening. He seemed to understand me, unless he was just humouring me, of course. When he replies, he replies in English, but his acceptance of the second language brings some hope that all is not yet lost.

I will keep on trying harder.

Posted by Nicklas at 11:31 PM

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September 12, 2003

Seven days and seven nights

My self imposed dry week ended today, I had a couple of beers and some wine tonight, I’m evaluating the relative merits of the stone cold sober lifestyle compared to the alcohol-derived relaxation and sedation I’ve learned to depend upon.

The social experiment continues.

Posted by Nicklas at 11:14 PM

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rebuilding takete

go have a look: takete is getting a makeover
There is still lots to do, but damn, I just couldn’t let Chris win the race.

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September 11, 2003

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September 10, 2003

World of Shit

Nothing much to report this Wednesday.

The highlight of my day was learning that Poo makes a sound like “plop plop”, as mrT empirically had discovered, a learning he was keen to share with me.

We know funny when we hear it, my son and me.

Posted by Nicklas at 10:33 PM

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September 09, 2003

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Posted by Nicklas at 11:22 PM

Searching for Tweed and Monkeys

I’ve been using Google’s news alerts for about three weeks now, searching for stories on Tweed and/or Monkeys
Usually the news alerts are dull reports on developments at New Haven Regional Airport, or an update on the latest capers of the “Nairobi State House Monkeys”.

Not Once, Not one time, I tell you, has a news alert brought tidings about both tweed and monkeys. Is that really too much to hope for?

This is clearly not Google’s fault, they are doing a swell job trawling news stories.
I’ll always call a spade a spade, and Lazy Journalism is what I call this.

Posted by Nicklas at 11:16 PM

September 08, 2003

Fever

I’ve been away.

After I came back from my holidays, I went almost straight into a very strange few days spent turning around in bed, floating a couple of inches above my body in a feverish cocoon-like state.
I spent almost two solid days sleeping, making up for some of that time that the last three years has deprived me of.

Now I’m back. and hopefully I should be a little bit more regular.
When it comes to writing.

Posted by Nicklas at 11:15 PM