Thursday, February 7, 2013

"I'm ba-a-a-ck...."

2½ years go by so fast, right?
June 2010 was my last post and here I am again.
Better and improved (no, not really, but changed in some ways, some ways for the better, some for the worse...)
Anyway, due to a bad back I've spent a lot of time watching the telly lately.
There are so many things one doesn't need to know and so many things that get one thinking 'really?' and realize (once again) that it takes all kind of creatures to inhabit this earth. Some walk on two legs and call themselves humans...

One afternoon I watch a couple who's gonna build a house. All according to the latest trends and what's 'in'.
The program dude says 'But in five, ten years, maybe all this will be out of fashion and not trendy anymore?'
And the couple says 'Oh.....Well, it's a risk one have to take..' and they both look oh so brave.

And I thought to myself, 'No, that is not a 'risk', that is a proof that you don't have any own taste and that you totally bought in on the idea of 'trendy' and really think that trends are more important than what you might like, in fact, maybe you don't even know what you like, do you?'

Yes, I know. I am a critical bastard. But trends, why? Seriously? Nothing makes me smile more than reading about 'this is in this month' and 'this is out that month'. Who says? 

You know, (or you don't) but when I was a kid, what bugged me most was the fact that everyone told me what to do, what to say, what to eat and what to wear.
I remember how I so many times thought 'I can't *wait!* until I am old enough to decide for myself. No one ever is going to tell me what to wear or eat or look like ever again!

Luckily I found out that I didn't need to grow up to a 'mature' being. (whatever that is, to me, still to this day, 'mature' sounds very boring and makes me feel like someone who is mature probably is cemented with boring attributes and never do anything impulsive or say 'shit' in public and their favorite hobbies are couple's dinners with candles lit all over the table (in a responsible way of course). And yes, I know  it is a very judgemental way of looking at 'mature' but yep, that is the way I feel about 'mature'. 

Or they are the same people who say 'don't sit on the table, it might brake'.
Hm.
Ok.. Well, it just hit me, that I would say that myself. But only because it is a glass table. Anyone can sit on my kitchen table (which will actually break then) it is a very old table, and the legs look sometimes like they want to run away from each other (usually after I placed three bag of groceries, one cat (giant) is sitting on top of it eating on the plastic materials in the bag and a couple of books have been placed upon it.) 
Anyway, nothing a good hammer can't fix. Which is why I almost always have hammer on the kitchen bench. Also makes no one argue about my cooking skills seeing the hammer.


Hm, where were we? 
Yes, I remember now... I didn't need to grow up to a 'mature being', teenage years showed me (and my father, bless his heart and yes, as he says, it is lucky he never had a predisposition for gray hear) that I didn't need to wait to become adult to decide what to do, what to say and what to wear.

And trends and so on....
Well, isn't it a mystery that people choose to be like everyone else? Why have the same wallpaper as anyone else? The clothes everyone else is wearing? Why? Conformity is boring..
The sense of belonging doesn't work, even if one has the same clothes as one's neighbor, because everyone feels different on the inside, and that is the way it should be, right?
We are different, not made to be like everyone else. We should be damn proud of what makes us differ from anyone else. Embrace it, dammit!

And can it really make someone happier knowing that the neighbor got a new car and you bought exactly the same one, or maybe, you bought one with more accessories?
Does that really make one's mind happier? After the first feeling of 'yay, I got it!'?
Hmm.. I don't know.. 
Anyway, just a lil rambling to sort of get my fingers working and the blog working and (not to mention) the joy of mishandling the English lingo again.
Yay, me.... ;)

Thursday, June 3, 2010

The Woodruff Special.


My friend Jocke's "The Woodruff Special.
The lowest VW in the world?

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

64 words for Aung San Suu Kyi!

Leave a message of support, read all the others support.

http://64forsuu.org/

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Aung San Suu Kyi, will celebrate her 63rd birthday alone, under house arrest.

This Thursday, Burma's democracy leader, Aung San Suu Kyi, will celebrate her 63rd birthday alone, under house arrest.
She is now in her 13th year of detention yet she has committed no crime. She is imprisoned for peacefully calling for freedom and democracy in Burma. She isn't allowed to see family or friends as all visitors are banned. Her phone line is cut and her post is intercepted.
For the rest of this week we will send you an action a day so you can highlight the plight of Suu Kyi and the repressed people of Burma. Today we are asking you to send a message direct to the regime, asking them to free Aung San Suu Kyi and the other 1,919 political prisoners in Burma. Take action here: http://www.burmacampaign.org.uk/mtvaction.html
For taking a stand against Burma’s brutal regime, Aung San Suu Kyi is kept under house arrest. But international pressure keeps her safe. Aung San Suu Kyi asks for our support; “ Please use your liberty to promote ours”. Today please do that – send the regime an email http://www.burmacampaign.org.uk/mtvaction.html
On Thursday solidarity protests will be held worldwide. If you can, please join us at 1pm outside the Burmese Embassy in London (19A, Charles Street, London, W1J 5DX,Nearest tube: Green Park) find out more here: http://www.burmacampaign.org.uk/demonstrations.html

Sunday, May 4, 2008

A revelation.

This morning I had an revelation, it might seem like a big word, but it's not a too little word for what I finally realized.
Those who are concerned, or should I say, those who will be directly involved in it, will be informed quite soon.
How they will react, I have no clue, but I am sure this is the right way to go.

It's quite interesting, sometimes I just "know" things deep back in my mind, but I am not quite ready to see them.
So they wait, in the shadows, until they one day, or night reveals themselves, and then everything seems so simple.
So, I have made a decision, which feels satisfying.
I am very glad.

Monday, April 28, 2008

First viper.

The first viper made it's entrance yesterday, not very big and he or she was perfectly still on the path.
It's their time now.

Saturday, April 26, 2008

... what a giddy mind can come up with...

"Wheeeeeeeeeen I was an itty-bitty baby my mother used to rock me in a chair, in that ooooooold cotton-fields back hooooomeee!"

(Just thought I would share what song I have on my mind right now. I am sure I am misprinting the lyrics too. It's a shame that is the only line I can recall.
Anyway (in that ooooooooooooooooooold cotton-fields back hooooomee") I feel so tired so I am kinda giddy and kind of drunk.
A nice feeling to start off the morning with, I guess.

Yesterday I discovered Jimmy Durante by the way, I heard a song "The day I read a book", it was a great song!
Now I'm looking for more, and wondering why I haven't discovered him earlier.
On the other hand, it's okay, I'm always several years after everyone else, I still remember when my cousin showed up in the most hideous pants I've ever seen and took my silence for awe and she said "Well, when you grow up, you can have pants like this, too!"
"Hell no" I thought to myself, and yes I did start cursing very early as a kid.
What I also remember was that Beatles was playing in the background with "Shlawsjo, je, je je"
and somehow I must have blamed Beatles for the hideous pants and stayed away from them until I reached my 30s...
Then I discovered them, with the same attitude as Columbus must have had when the Indians discovered him. I mean, he obviously thought it was the other way around, we all know that.

Some might say it seems like the lack of sleep is doing me good, I am much more giggly and I must look very satisfied with life for anyone who sees me, it's mainly because I don't have the energy to change my facial expressions, what bothers me is that it looks like I am kinda smiling even if I'm not.
I don't want people to think I'm some kinda friendly bastard, how can I explain that it takes a lot less (hm?) energy to have sort of a smile in my face than bring my corner of my mouth down?
One sure would wish to know. Or not "one", I mean I.

I am also pleased to announce all the things I haven't done this week:

Clean the windows. Check, did not do that.
Replant some of the flowers. Check, did not.
Write a mail to my friend in another part of the world. And this I seriously would be doing, since I am writing it in my mind almost all the time, but it seems like it's hell to just sit down and do it. Not to mention the guilt I feel. It almost makes me wonder if I have a mini-Luther in my head that truly enjoys this.
Anyway. Check. Did not do that either.
Clean the bathroom-walls. Check. Not a chance in the world.
Dust the things, vacuum the floor and so on. Did not do that either.
Rearrange my cupboard with the T-shirts in. Check. Did not do that either. On the other hand I managed to drag out all the T-shirts on the floor and the cats been sleeping on it, so now I need to have a full laundry-day very soon.
Did not have a laundry-day. Check. But I thought about it.

There's other things I did do.
Helped my friend plant her flowers.
Gave all her flowers out in the garden water.
Heard some really mind blowing stories about the Second World War.
And another one about ebb and flow.
Talked in the phone, the rare time when that idiot-phone (which I love so much since it's pink and really a cute little thing) worked, now when I found the papers that shows it has a warranty for six more months, all of a sudden it works like a charm. Explain that if you can...
Thought about cleaning windows, doing all the things I should do and felt bad about it.
Walked in the forest almost every day. What I got out of it is a knee that hurts. I am getting old, I just have to face it.
Tried to watch TV in the night but fell asleep.
Talked to the cats about how life should be. They ignored me as usual. I am used to that.
Wrote on the blog. Hm, strange thing, by the way, I am thinking about moving this blog to another place, but with my time-planning we all know it will take a helluva time before I get there.
Hm, I think this was all for now.
Talk to you later.