Tidbits from Lauttasaari

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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

 

Yohoo, finger me in facebook!

decided to do the brave thing (to me at least) and finally start a blog in Swedish (my mother tongue). I wanted today a daily post, but did not succeed. Nevertheless, i have been able to push my own limits of what i am prepared to say. It feels good. I have been looking for a style or approach for such a long time that would allow me to express myself in a way i like via the web. I might be onto something. Goody!

MY life is like a Soduku game. All the pieces must fit together just so, or else it wont work. And it does, from time to time.

Oh yes indeed, dear Mr Mulisch seems to create a stir wherever he goes. Not hard to fathom then where he gets his inspiration for the portrait of Onno Quist... Way to go, man!

Doom is constantly roaming the earth, ready to strike. And stike it does, mercilessly. Harry Mulisch is a great writer, and The discovery of Heaven an incredible mental journey. I am in the middle of it, this is just me poking out my head from that other place, saying hello. Although it does not really register with me, i think perhaps i will find this hello to hello some time in the future and look back at this moment. When i do not know the end of it. Blissful ignorance!

Sun, finally. Someone is tempted to say, it's the weather, stupid. Meanwhile, storm kills four in Sweden. It' s a lot of that in the news these last six months.