Wednesday, 23. July 2008, 20:12:43
opera
I appreciate The Opera Community and it's blogging software as a free service. Therefore I cannot complain about the delays, the error-messages and the general pain-in-the-ass experiences here at Opera for the past weeks.
But when not one day goes by without frustrations and slow server responses, I just won't be bothered any more.
Ladies and gentlemen, I'm outta here until I experience several consecutive days without server delays. One test a day will be executed.
Till then......
Monday, 21. July 2008, 07:46:54
Photography
Friday, 18. July 2008, 22:53:06
denmark, recommended
Just a short notice. You may not be interested at all, but just in case......
You know, I have fallen totally for a group of young people called "Alphabeat". They're actually local people from around where I live - and they just may become "the next big thing" in pop music.
I normally don't listen to music like that - but in this case I am ready to make an exception. I like the kids - charming and happy-go-lucky as they appear to be.
Now I am presenting them to you - in case you're not familiar with them already. If you're not, please remember that I was the one to point you in the direction of the next big thing first

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Thursday, 17. July 2008, 18:07:10
photoshop, Photography
I am having an awful lot of dreams at night lately.
The dreams are very different from the dreams I normally have. Normally my dreams are chaotic, filled with non-connected events or just downright silly.
These days (nights rather) my dreams are coherent and story-board like. More like short-films with a morbid edge.
Last night I spend my time trying to rescue a dead and trapped doll. I could clearly see that it was trapped behind glass, but I could also see that there was an escape not far from where the doll was sitting calling for rescue. When I entered the door, I couldn't find the doll. And when returning to the outside of the doll's glass-prison, I could clearly see the doll sitting there, just as before, calling out my name in fear.
I was getting more and more desperate. It was extremely vital for me to save this doll, since I had the feeling that it was a part of myself getting lost.
I never found the doll, but I have the feeling that my running in and out of the glass-prison took all night.
I wonder why I had this dream. Normally I don't give my dreams much consideration, but in this case, because it was repeating over and over, I suspect that my subconscious is trying to tell me something.
I don't get the message, I'm afraid. But I made a photoshopping of the dream from 2 photographs I found deep down on my hard drive.
That dream scared the living daylight out of me.
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