Journalism

One morning, after she was awakened by her bedside alarm, she sat up and, she recalled, “this fluid came down my face, this greenish liquid.” She pressed a square of gauze to her head and went to see her doctor again.

Woman has a bad itch. Really bad.
www.newyorker.com

If you don’t want to do it, don’t do it. If you want to do it, do it because you love it. Find meaning in it. Otherwise, you’re tricking yourself. You’re tricking everybody.

Interview with Dalai Lamahs youngest brother.
www.tokyomango.com

I know that it’s easy to poke at the mote in Americans’ eyes rather than doing something about our own much more fashionable beams, but c’mon.

Prayer circles at gas stations to lower gas prices.
www.toledoblade.com

Birthday. Density. Flaaaaaanders

Looking for music in 5/4 tempo, I ended up with this:

And what in holy heaven:

Birthday get-together yesterday ended up with minigolf. Neat. I got two shirts, a pack of Lucky Strikes, an old Polaroid camera (need film) and a bed which is to be delivered curtesy of Hanna sometime in the future. Awesome. I did not know that you could give away beds. This raises the bar for the future.

We had strawberry wine and went for a few beers. I’m feeling better, although the solidity of my corporal production leaves something to be desired. My dear brother Tomasz calls it “peeing through the butt” but it leaves a rather unpleasant image in ones head, don’t you think?

I’m enjoying oatmeal and organising my music collection.

Midsummer. Pepper. 30-ish

We celebrated midsummer at Hannas place. Plenty of food and drink, and multicoloured lights.

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At midnight songs were sung to celebrate my 30th birthday, and I got a book and a rice cooker. As an additional bonus I got pummeled with handfuls of pepper. According to Jan, an unwed 30-year old man is called “Pepparsven” and that’s how we roll in Scandinavia.

I was out running yesterday morn, and even though I’m keeping with the exceptionally light C25K program, I cought some sort of bug that left me zombiefied the whole evening. Needless to say I wasn’t as entertaining as I should have been, but the whole dinner was very enjoyable from behind my haze of nausea and vodka.

I’m thinking maybe mini-golf for birthday thingy? Not sure. Ought to do something and the sun is out, so maybe “golf for the pepper person” is a nice thing? Have to check if they’re open today..

Sporn: Subversion of innocence in service of lolz

People have been looking forward to Spore, an evolutionary game that moves from the microscopical to the interplanetary. It has been hyped beyond belief, and just the other day a demo was released of the “creature create” portion of the game (where you can play a mad scientist putting together a creature to your liking)

Here’s a video introducing the creating part of the game:

And here is sporn:

There’s a whole list of the atrocities visited on the poor game here: rockpapershotgun.com

I ♥ panopticon!

Exceptionally angered (albeit not surprised) about a new law that is voted upon in parliament today/tomorrow that will create a new government organisation that will eavesdrop on all communications going in or out of Sweden. Email, fax, sms, www, gsm and all that.

If it passes, it’ll be a good reason to start encrypting the shit out of everything. I mean, it’s a good idea no matter what, but this would prove a good impetus for folk like me to git going.

I did a crappy piece of propaganda as well. Here’s one of the spineless fucktards politicians that sold personal intergrity (what little there’s left) down the river:

“Why have priciples when you can be a turncoat?”

Not my best, but done in affect.

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Update: Yup, the law passed voting. I’ll be issuing a public PGP key presently; every email to me will be monitored (not yet, but soon enough) and should be treated as such. Gosh darn cunts.

Shit, people react quickly. In Swedish, but still. It’s a whole song available the same day the law passes:

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Reading over the personal blogs of the people who have been painted as the biggest traitors of their ideals (and rightly so) there’s so much hate and venom that I’m impressed. It’s like a political 4chan flaming which hopefully will get Fredrik Federlay and Annie Johansson to lose plenty of sleep.

The depressing thing is that these two Royal Fucktards™ are but two of the Royal Fucktards™ that voted this through. And if the social democrats were in power I’m sure as fuck that they’d use the same line of retarded arguing in defence of the law.

If voting would change anything, they’d make it illegal. Seriously. Who do you think that you are fooling?

Update #2

If this blog looks silly when you’re visiting, it’s cause I’m trying out different themes. I won’t go through the trouble of coding my own (it takes a lot longer than you think) so I’m trying to find something that doesn’t break stuff.

Two columns, widget ready, 2.5 compliant, 500px post widht. In case you know of such a thing.

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Update to the update: I’m reverting to the old style just to avoid confusion. Looks like I will have to hack together a reasonable theme myself after all. Blast.