Tidbits from Lauttasaari

Now how is that possible? The birds are chirping, the air smells of spring. A slow wet late morning walk around the smells of Lauttasaari, the dog in no hurry, but also clearly without a plan, aimlessly following the scent trails so faint i can only guess at them. And this winter that wasn't. It may be a recurring phenomenon, but it sure feels weird. Slow as in a Sunday. Quiet but for the birds. The last day of the Christmas holidays. Breathing is easy, and feels fresh. Perhaps doom comes slowly.

So, finally the island has gotten some decent cafées. It tended to become rather monotonous to always meet up at Mutteri. But now olipa kerran kahvila at Gyldénintie (next to the metro entrance) and Makers Cafe at Heikkiläntie (next to Shell) offers a cosy atmosphere and good coffee. Both are, interestingly enough, focusing on raw food, ecological ingredients and sustainable solutions. That said they then diverge into two very different paths, which is reassuring.

Woop woop, with a bang and a whizz the small mall reopened, only half a year late. And yes, we can now see the metro signs, and the stairs going down undergrund. But we have no access. The metro is delayed, following a delay, that came on top of another delay. Also, the main road in front of the mall is a bumpy one, to state it mildly. Yes, i know all these gripes are of minor importance, that there are larger fish to fry, but these issues affect me every day. They are a part of my existence, and so i think i can whine about them, at least a little bit. Because in so many ways life is both about the little things, and the big things, all mixed up. Know what i mean?

Last night they rolled in. You thought the chaos could not get any worse. You were wrong. Late into the night huge machines made the earth shook. Everywhere the smell of machinery. Of transition. And they all come at once. It is not beyond them to compete over which can arrange the most trouble. And i wonder. When will it stop?

It was a deal too good to be true so I had to cave in. I knew from the start we had somewhere else to go but then again I wasn't sure where.  Therefore I opened my book and had another look. In my  book  there are many things. To find the final destination is not one of them.  This bothered me no end until I realised I could not have pinpointed the end destination anyway. I was lost lost for words, lost for direction, lost to the world. Now ordinarily this would have been a downer. But not today. I had a feeling something would come out of this, something I could not foresee, as per usual I could not look into the future without my eyes tearing. It must have been the flow that day, I could not feel sad. I looked at all the things we had done, and I was happy. This, I felt, if the ways things should be. If only, I thought. Now, I know how you feel about it. You want something more definite, don't you. Well, I am sorry. This is, after all, my story. I...

Nothing seems like the old days. The clattering, banging and wheedling has gone on for so long. It used to be underground, shaking the foundations of the island. Now it is also above ground, when "lauttis" is being built. I wonder if you will recognize this place when you return. I hear communications are poor out there, so i am not sure to reach through the static. But one must try, doesn't one?

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here we go asking for it. begging for it. longing for it. and then it comes. and we can't wait to get rid of it. traffic congests, legs shivers, pavements turns to sliptraps. Snow. You just gotta love it.

Wow. Today is a tired day. What really happened? Man, it was crazy.

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You cant hide what you aint got. easy. but wait, there is more? what if? maybe, after all, we could take a peek? entering the beacon, brave and close. releasing the curtain, flexing the muscles. Yes, on second thoughts, i think it can be done. I think it SHOULD be done. My cousin the signed one handling, throwing and spinning the ball.

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Obviously global warming wont be on the agenda for the forseeable future over here. perhaps climate change will crop up again. not too long ago some people in both russia and finland indicated that global warming might be a good thing for these frost bitten countries, that it might help agriculture. i wonder whether climate nostalgics will feel the same way about these winters, because they seem just as white, cold, and full of snow as in the "good old days". these will perhaps be the good old days too?

so my friend got into a smiths faze. and it is catchy. now he invaded me too. good cushioning whilst the world outside has gone white mad. its a circular thing, and it works. i like that.

Wagga wagga, soon to be followed by another autumn cool how did that happen? I need the time for wider reflection but i don't know how

There used to b a time i was ignorant of dogs. At the most i considered them to be barking turding nuicances. I wouldnt look twice if a dog passed me by. I was always cautious, and kept my distance. And now, i have been bitten. I can lo longer see a dog without smiling. Suddenly they have become the carriers of happiness and faith. They embody something good, and they generously share with all and sundry. Amazing.

so i got into digg, bebo, delicious and try to make them all work together in flock. but it keeps freezing, saying something about logging in and out to get the advanced integrated features. Waargh! Blogged with the Flock Browser

The story of Flock. the idea that One will connect them all. How long will that last? We have seen them before, come and go. They all promise to make sense of the chaos, bring order into your apps, tame the beast that is modern media and put it within one cover. it's alluring, but ultimately it has always failed. there appears cracks in the surface, incompatibilties, limited functionality, slow upload. or something equally killing to the promises. because the one thing a stressed modern human does not have, is patience. the whole idea behind complete apps is to save time, and spread yourself thin in a number of areas. Blogged with the Flock Browser

yes, its due. new yorkers know it and dare the winds to sit outside and bask in it. we on the upper part of the slanted globe are eagerly awaiting our turn. and today we got a glimpse. Blogged with the Flock Browser