{"id":104,"date":"2006-10-10T12:41:37","date_gmt":"2006-10-10T18:41:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/?p=297"},"modified":"2006-10-10T12:41:37","modified_gmt":"2006-10-10T18:41:37","slug":"karlstad-back","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/karlstad-back\/","title":{"rendered":"karlstad &#038; back"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>i blow donkey at keeping in touch with old friends. take albrecht for example: i&#8217;ve known him for twenty years and if we ever meet these days it&#8217;s cause he&#8217;s coming around. ok, fair enough, i&#8217;m way more broke than he is, but still. it leaves me with a tad bit of a guilty conscience.<\/p>\n<p>the other week he got his doctorate (doctors hat?) in physics, or rather quantum mechanics, or rather in string theory, or rather, a two dimentional analysys of string theory? seriously, for two hours i sat giggling at the examination &#8211; these people use scientific theorems as <i>adjectives<\/i> fer crying out loud. i understood the language, i understood the seperate words, but i could not under any circumstance (except when they talked semantics) understand what they were talking about.<\/p>\n<p>in short, it was awesome to watch and i&#8217;m way impressed by whatever-the-hell ali has been doing these past years. in my head, it&#8217;s rewarding to know that there are so many things still to learn, and that there&#8217;s no chance in hell i&#8217;ll ever learn even a smidgen of that.<\/p>\n<p>my ambition has always been to know a little about a lot of things,<footnote>i don&#8217;t know if <i>ambition<\/i> is the correct term. maybe <i>predisposition<\/i> or, well, <i>symptoms of attention deficit disorder<\/i>.<\/footnote> but not to spend more than a month or two researching it . in contrast, ali has been doing this non-stop (as i recall it) since high-school. i was thrilled.<\/p>\n<p>after two hours (ok, two hours <i>was<\/i> the upper limit of even my chuckling) i left the university and plodded around town for a bit. my date had fucked off on a train, leaving me with a crushed heart, so i proceded to the dinner thingy ali had gotten together. 20-odd people were at the bar\/restaurant and to compensate for my mood i used what little i know of physics and made chatty with the people from alis&#8217; university.<\/p>\n<p>once you don&#8217;t live close to each other, it&#8217;s an odd sensation when you meet your old friends&#8217; new friends. they have a different take on the person you think you know so well, and it&#8217;s disconcerning. on the other hand, they were all nice people and i ended up talking politics, radical activism and medical implantations until the bar closed. plopped down on a couch at alis and his girlfriends house (which was more tempting than my original plan of wandering the streets for six hours, wallowing in hate and self-pity and maybe getting into a fight) and was frightened the night through by their two cats that played &#8220;tag&#8221; on me.<\/p>\n<p>next day: bought a ticket, went to the library and read up on futurist photography, saw a jenny holtz exhibition, sat on a train, then got slightly drunk in the company of friends. all in all, an enlightening trip.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/10\/d-branes.jpg\"><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/10\/ali_cigg.jpg\"><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/10\/fonster_slott.jpg\"><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/monocultured.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/10\/jenny_holtz_condom.jpg\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>i blow donkey at keeping in touch with old friends. take albrecht for example: i&#8217;ve known him for twenty years and if we ever meet these days it&#8217;s cause he&#8217;s coming around. ok, fair enough, i&#8217;m way more broke than he is, but still. it leaves me with a tad bit of a guilty conscience. &hellip; 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