Saturday, May 18, 2013 8:16:02 PM
Lucy and I broke a tradition today. We did not shuffle off to Svanhills café
for our usual cakage. Instead, we defied Göteborg's annual half marathon
to visit my old stomping grounds of Rannebergen.
It was warm today. We felt for the runners, trotting twenty-one kilometres in twenty six degrees centigrade. Perfect weather for wandering around a lake! And so we did. It's so beautiful out there.
And then we found an ice cream that Lucy likes! Apparently, it's hard to get, so we may move back to Rannebergen.
We did eat cake a couple of weeks ago; Lucy eating a pink princess cake, which she describes as "Like, um... like a dog dancing in a field of poppies with a swan dancing on his back. In other words, it was okay." I bet you're wishing that she had a blog of her own.
I had a choux pastry confection. With cream and jam. It hada very slightly biscuity texture, deliberately. I've been curious about these for a while, and now I know. It wasn't bad.
We also caked last week, but I've been scooped!
Luckily, this unlikely to ever happen again.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013 3:32:08 AM
Personally, I prefer, in general, Winter. But Summer's dawns are a
contender for the prettiest show om Earth.
We have blogged a lot about the waning popularity of My Opera. I find
wonder if it isn't blogging in general. Google are shelving Reader
because fewer people ae using R.S.S. Instead people are using social
media; which are essentially microblogging sites. One or two sentences,
or a link, comments, or not even comments, just like or a plus or
somesuch. Redistribute, link. Or a photo. Maybe some-one else's photo.
I'm just thinking out loud, a little after five on a morning when I
haven't slept enough, but it feels like every new internet phenomena
shortens our attention span, our patience, our willingness to actually
I'm probably just cranky. But I heard an article on the radio about how
incoming college students can't read or write properly, can't cope with
large blocks of texts; don't know that sentences start with capital
letters. Such things worry me.
Friday, May 3, 2013 3:31:02 AM
Cursed light! *shrinks back*
One gets so used to travelling to work in the dark.
Friday, April 26, 2013 4:25:13 PM
Blogging from the air! Did I do this before? Lucy and I are on our wasy to England, for a gathering of my clan. My dad will be seventy years old next month, we think that's worthy of festivities. And then we'll head to Lucy's part of the world. Yaaaaaay!!
Thursday, April 18, 2013 4:09:10 AM
Although apparently not in meteorlogical terms.
Over the weekend, the mean temperature rose into plus degrees. It
happens fast. One day, one go to work in minus two or three, the next,
it's plus nine. When one has grown used to the temperature lying around
zero, one really feels an upswing of ten degrees. Yesterday was t-shirt
I wonder what people who live further North consider to be tee-shirt
Saturday, April 13, 2013 3:40:21 PM
Always a title guaranteed to attract attention.
Lucy and I have fallen into the habit of visiting Svanhills bakery
on Saturday afternoons, to nibble at their cakes. Originally, we went there to nibble at their Weiner Semlar, but sadly these are a seasonal item, and this is not the season, so we have been forced to expand our horizons. This has, thus far, not been a painful experience.
Today, we hit upon the idea of blogging about our experiences, so that other people might know of them. Unfortunately, we hit upon this idea after we had devoured our chocolate cake, so here is an artist's impression of said cake;
Unfortunately, this artist was me. However! Lucy deigned to grace us with a picture of last week's cake, which was a very nice choux pastry, with vanilla cream and raspberry icing.
This was much nicer. As is the picture.
The chocolate cake was nice, though a bit heavy, and with a liquorish taste, from arrack. Last weeks choux was... yummmmmm.
Tuesday, April 9, 2013 3:56:14 AM
You know you've been living Sweden for too long when you're hanging around, waiting for the bus, in an open jeans jacket and a tee, and you notice that it's minus two...
...so I've heard.
Friday, April 5, 2013 8:24:57 PM
Though, strictly speaking, we are on the way home, after our weekly
pilgrimage to Max.
Friday, April 5, 2013 4:25:26 AM
Stationary telephones. How retro. I wonder how old they are? They'd
certainly have been a boon for Clark Kent. Probably they double nicely
as public urinals, too.
Saturday, March 23, 2013 1:47:38 PM
Albeit a forty year old boy.
my wonderful girlfriend has bought us tickets... to Japan! For my
birthday. So now we need a crash course in Japanese.
Studio Ghibli museum, here we come!
Sunday, March 3, 2013 8:52:22 PM
Wednesday, January 23, 2013 4:47:31 AM
Today is the kind of cold where my fingers started to hurt, through my
gloves, almost at once. Bianca will be horrified, Russians will laugh.
Listening to Adam Ant's new album, it's not bad. Energetic fun. He's always had a way with words, and the tunes are top notch.
Enough excitement from me, I don't want to give you all heart attacks!
Sunday, January 20, 2013 8:37:58 PM
Lucy and I like to mix it up. We eat at Max on Friday or Saturday, and
we hit Solrosen on Sunday. That's about as mixed up as we get.
The food is as good ever at Solrosen, but due to allergies, Lucy is
pretty much restricted to the veggie lasagne. Otherwise we'd be wearing
our welcome in there.
Isn't she pretty?
Friday, January 18, 2013 10:30:00 PM
So, here we are. At Max's fast food restaurant at Ullevi stadium,
Göteborg. We being Lucy and her hairy boyfriend.
Earlier, I was at an office party for our boss, who is retiring. It was
nice. We had dinner under Sweden's biggest aquarium, after touring the
nature museum that it's part of. But the food wasn't very veggie
friendly, so I skipped bail and met up with my honey instead.
It's funny. I worked for the man for seven years, and I've barely spoken
with him. But he seems nice. Hopefully he will enjoy his retirement.
Yes, I'm interesting.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013 4:17:59 PM
Being the new stop motion film by Tim Burton. Which Lucy and I went to
see on Saturday. It was pretty damned good. Zombie pets, science nerds,
clueless suburban parents and dog romance. All this and more!
Recommended! It felt like a riff on Edward Scissorhands, which it may
well be, being a beefed up take on a short that Mr. Burton made for
Disney at the dawning of his career.
Being me, I, of course, read the clock wrong, and rushed us into town an
hour early. So, what are a boy and his true love to do if not create art
card type objects over hot chocolate? We may never know, as this is in
fact what happened.
My girlfriend is so talented.
Tuesday, January 8, 2013 6:12:16 PM
At least, for some people.
I really hate when people spend their entire tram or bus journey holding
loud conversations on their mobiles.
I wonder if you can install drop-down units that fit over the head and
provide sound isolation? Privacy... and peace!
Sunday, December 30, 2012 4:58:02 PM
And that's even mentioning Santa's new sleigh.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012 10:30:33 PM
Three types of trifle, plum pudding, ma and pa and my aunty Jo. Life is good. It'd better if Lucy and my brothers and their significant others and my nieces were here, but, hey, one has to save something for the new year.
I love you, Lucy Tripp.
Monday, December 24, 2012 2:44:58 AM
This was in Göteborg. It took us over two hours to get off the ground. No worries, though, we still made the connecting flight in Copenhagen, which boarded five hours late. Joyous times. Still, home!
Which meant that my breakfast of chocolate raisins was really not a good idea, as we were at no time fed. Oh well. Live and learn.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012 5:31:20 PM
On the front door.
In the freezer.
In the laptop.
On the kitchen surface.
On my pillow.
In the soap holder.
On the 'phone.
In the cooker!
Saturday, October 27, 2012 10:37:29 PM
Ten points to any-one who can tell me what this phenomena is.
Saturday, October 27, 2012 10:32:37 PM
I'm curious as too how non-Swedish speakers would interpret the dog icon? This is from a Göteborg tram.
Sunday, October 14, 2012 3:19:52 PM
Or it wouldn't say this;
Emptied daily! We found this after we'd gone up on Älvsborgsbrun to take pictures of the sun setting over the sea. We took a wrong turn on the way down, on to a cul de sac. Serendipity!
Speaking of which...
Friday, July 13, 2012 10:37:38 PM
After a post by Kirsten. I can see why Fredrik likes it.
Göteborgs Trädgårdsföreningen. (Garden Association). Located directly beside Drottningtorget, Centralstation, featuring a café, and very nice.
(Because no garden is complete with-out a naked lady).
Not as impressive as Kirsten's, but inice.
Sunday, July 1, 2012 6:27:45 PM
The strangest weather, again. Strange is becoming normal. Today, I'm wandering around in a t-shirt with an umbrella. We've had heavy rain, beautiful sunshine... the weather has developed a sense of humour. We may need to develop a whole new type of clothing. Wet warm wear.
The only problem with Sunday is that it's followed by Monday. If we're lucky.
Now to get home before the lightening strikes!
Friday, June 22, 2012 1:34:17 PM
I heard a radio programme partly about parkour for the over forties, Kropp och Själ from 19th June, 2012, on P1.
Parkour is the activity of using the city landscape as a gymnastic training ground, running up buildings, jumping between bits of street furniture; as seen at the start of the latest film of "Casino Royale". It didn't quite sound like these quadragenarians and older were running across building scaffolding, cranes and such, but still; active, and quite daring.
All but one of the group were women.
Swedish women are very cool. I don't mean in any way that Lucy needs to be jealous of, but they are out there, and doing things, as well as knitting in their spare time, picking up snakes who are stupidly lying on the path and placing them in the forest. It's admirable.
Although last year's fad for group pole dancing in public parks, as exercise, was a little weird, but hey. I'm Irish. I'm the one with the problem.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012 3:04:13 PM
I could just post variations on this picture every day...
Though Jeero might object!
Jeero is Lucy's agent in Sweden. He keeps an eye on what I'm doing, from my belt. Though, actually, we are hellraisers. Sometimes we've been known to drink two coffees... dangerously near to bedtime!
The sun is playing a guest performance in July. Nice!
Sunday, June 17, 2012 5:14:28 PM
It's an absurd concept, in a way. I remember an article in the Guardian a few years back about slaves in India having their freedom bought for them. They celebrated their new found freedom, and went back to the same job, with the same conditions, because that was the life they had.
But they have the freedom to try something else now, if they can find it.
We are all of us bound, by work, by family, by debts, by loyalty, by inertia, by preconceptions, race, gender, and not least of all, by laws.
Freedom is a place in the mind. But it is important place.
These are my thoughts as I sit here at Drottningtorget in the centre of Göteborg, not looking forward to getting up at at 4.40 A.M.
I chose this. And it could be a damn sight worse.
Friday, June 15, 2012 3:46:46 PM
Ah, me, how life changes.
I now sit one bench closer to the door than I used to.
Friday, June 15, 2012 3:46:03 PM
Ah, me, how life changes.
I now sit one bench closer to the door than I used to.
Sunday, June 10, 2012 1:03:22 PM
Where'd every-one go?
You were warned.
I don't generally read tie-in novels. Stories tend to work best in their original medium, I.M.O. But I saw an ad on Amazon
for a Star Trek novel on Amazon lately that caught my eye, "Watching the clock"
, by Christopher L. Bennett.
It caught my eye because it was about the Department of Temporal Investigations, an institute which featured once in the series, during the Tribbles episode of Deep Space Nine. The episode features a pair of Men In Black types, who have a few lines each, and that's it.
The reviews on Amazon were generally positive, so I decided to give it a swing.
I turns out that "Watching the clock"
is a very ambitious project; less one story than a series of vignettes, most of them inspired by events in the television seriess, explaining the development of the characters... and also, attempting to place the various episodes featuring time travel with-in a coherent system for time travel, inspired largely by a current understanding of the laws of physics.
This is ambitious, because the time travel in Star Trek has been hither-to driven by story logic. And it's very Star trek, because, though the seriess have been guilty of random technobabble, and have their own, fictional laws of physics, they have also produced some excellent stories based on real, hard science. This book and it's sequel, "Forgotten History"
, make a fair stab at reconcilling the two.
If anything, "Forgotten History"
is more ambitious. "Watching the clock"
deals mostly with the modern Star Treks, but "Forgotten History"
attempts to reconcile not merely the original series
, but the much overlooked animated series
The prose can be a little dry at times, but i like these books. Not only has the author set himself the task of creating a Unified Theory of Star Trek Time Physics, but he also makes a lot of observations about illogical little happenings in the stories, the things that always made me chuckle when I was watching the episodes; and, like me, he likes to come up with explanations to render these occurrences consistent, or give them a logic.
I have read further in his Star Trek output, reading his epic account of the life of Picard between the destruction of the Stargazer and his assumption of the command of the Enterprise, in "The Buried Age""
, which features both believable science and an attempt to explain why Picard is as he is, and a love letter he wrote to "Star Trek: The Motion Picture"
called "Ex Machina"
, in which the mystery is partly solved by linguistics and archeology, and still manages to be a romp.
Overall, if you are a fan of Star Trek, and are deeply, deeply nerdy, these books have a surprising amount to offer.
Saturday, June 9, 2012 1:30:16 PM
To translate; This is the 142, the timetable from Bäckebolsmotet to Gerrebacka. (Here in Göteborg, every stop has it's own, individual timetable. I can't believe that I take that for granted now).
So, it's a bus from Bäckebolsmotet 'till Gerrebacka. Right?
Except for the times that are marked with a B. B = drives only to Klareberg and not via Gerrebacka.
Except, all of the times are marked with a B.
So this is the bus from Bäckebolsmotet to Gerrebacka... except that it never goes to Gerrebacka.
In ter est ing.
Saturday, June 9, 2012 1:18:52 PM
As somebody still using a Symbian 40 Nokia, I'm probably behind the curve on this. But I found a good service that requires no downloads today. From Nokia, though it should work on anything with a browser.
My C3-00 has a built-in chat client, which works with M.S.N., Google, Yahoo! and their own service (though they are in the process of striping Ovi, so who knows for how much longer that will work), but it's kinda slow.Nokia Pulse
is still in beta, but I reckon it'll make the cut. It's elegant, simple, customizable and works across a wide variety of platforms... including Opera mini. And, as said, it doesn't require any downloads. One can open an account, via a mercifully short process, but the person you are contacting doesn't need to have one; you just need their email address. The account page is quite nice.
Maybe it's nothing, but it looks like an interesting alternative. Actually, it looks like something that Opera might have done. It's a pity that Nokia are so very bad at promoting their services.
It seems that it's more like a closed bulletin board, and one does need an account. Not AS cool, then.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012 9:08:20 AM
I love the Guardian. It's owned by a trust, and consequently doesn't have an agenda based on commercial relationships, or appealing to a certain market segment, unlike so many news outlets.
They reported an especially cruel practice in this article about California's solitary confinement habits.
8 x 10 inches. Cruel indeed.
It's no laughing matter, really. This is torture. Not even a window. No matter what they've done, people should still be treated like people, in my opinion.
Sunday, June 3, 2012 6:20:07 PM
They built these right beside where I live.
They don't really resemble monopoly pieces. They are too small to be hotels, and the houses in Monopoly are green.
But it's close.
I can't help wondering what corrugated steel houses are like in the Summer.
Monday, May 28, 2012 4:16:05 AM
Get a life. There's nothing clever about what you are doing.
Sunday, May 27, 2012 2:12:24 PM
When I was a child, my uncle Tom gave me a book for Christmas; "The Hounds of Skaith", by Leigh Brackett. Back then, I read very quickly, and a lot, but it stayed with me. I knew it was the sequel to a book that I hadn't read, but at that age I lacked the resources to procure less easily available books. But still, I remembered.
I know a lot more about her now. She's most remembered for her work in film; an early, unused script for "The Empire Strikes Back" (which is dedicated to her memory), and contributing her scripting skills to the 1946 version of "The Big Sleep", a film based on a Raymond Chandler novel, and one of the best film noir. She also had a hand in Robert Altman's reworking of Chandler's "The Long Goodbye", staring Elliot Gould. Three of my favourite films.
She got "The Big Sleep" job on the back of her original novel, "No good from a corpse", a novel more closely resembling the work of Dashell Hammett than that of Chandler, though she took the concept of an anti-hero even further. The end is, in fact, shocking. She had a genius for writing characters that we sympathise with even though, looked at objectively, though they are brave, resourceful and daring, it is often highly questionable if they are acting heroically. And they know it.
I think they work because, though they exist outside conventional morality, they are never-the-less true. They are true to themselves, and true to their friends. And, in a different way, their enemies. They are gripped by a passion that must reach it's fruition, and give no quarter in it's pursuit. They are honest with themselves in away few people can afford to be.
Probably most of her sci fi is too old fashioned for a modern audience, but she comes with my highest recommendation. The aforementioned "No good from a corpse" is a good starting point, and I also recommend "The Big Jump", which is less of a romp than the Skaith novels... though I love them too.
Sunday, May 27, 2012 12:44:12 PM
I flew over to England and back last week, to see Lucy and most of my family.
I flew with Norwegian, an airline that for some reason has the same colours as Opera.
They are marketed as a budget airline, but I found them a pretty good flying experience, though not so very budget.
As long as you can cope with automated check-in, I'd recommend them. They have free onboard wi fi, low baggage charges, and a helpline that is actually helpful, and polite. And no, they aren't paying me.
They are actually an interesting story. They originally operated as a subcontractor for another airline, and when that airline was bought out, their business disappeared. The solicitor in charge decided to try a different approach, and so far it seems to be working. He's Bjørn Kjos, the second man here,
and a pilot himself, as well as a former district court judge. Impressive.
The details online are often contradictory, so I've been conservative here.
Thursday, May 3, 2012 5:52:30 PM
Sometimes, one has probably hare-brained ideas that one lacks an effective forum for. If one happens to be me, they end up here. I saw a documentary on T.V. a few years ago called "Änglar med skit på vingarna." ("Angels with shit on their wings"; it's in Norwegian).
It is about how eagles are killed by wind turbines along the Norwegian coast; they can't see them.
And I wondered why they don't surround them with a thin wire mesh. Not enough to block the wind, enough to block the birds.
And I have read and listened to a lot of criticism about hydroelectric power.
They wipe of fish; on one major river in Sweden, less than 0.1% of some species survive the journey through the four power stations along it's course.
Plus, rotting vegetation that is a result of flooding caused by the dams can create serious levels of carbon emissions, depending on location; in Brazil, it can take decades for the dams to create enough power to make up for the damage they cause.
Plus, they are made less effective by rivers freezing in the Winter, when power is needed the most.
And I though, why not build smaller turbines, micro-turbines, again with meshing, along the bed of the river? They'd be relatively difficult to maintain, what with silting, but, no dead fish, year round power, no need for dams.
As I said, probably hair-brained. But i don't know who to send them to in order to be ridiculed publicly. So you get to read them. Lucky you!
Sunday, January 22, 2012 10:04:36 AM
Still great. There's not much can say about the music one likes, you either like it or you don't. To that end, I will provide a link to her website
, and any-one who is interested can decide for themselves.
Sunday, January 15, 2012 3:36:50 PM
I leave it to you to work which is my favourite bit.
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