Tuesday, February 09, 2016

the view from sunday night, which stretched well into tuesday


it's a sure sign that spring is on its way when you spot the first sharks in the garden.

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my pocket notebook is filled with jotted down must-blog ideas, but here i sit, keyboard before me, and nothing really comes out. i'm not sure why that is. maybe it's a lazy sunday afternoon (usually conducive to writing). the grey, cold, rainy, blustery day out there. a sense of contentment that makes me feel too at peace with the world to write. or maybe there are too many things happening in the world that bear commenting upon, so it's difficult to settle on just one.


it's rather interesting how the joy of the hunt for the new minifigs has returned now that i don't have ready access to whole boxes of them. i'm pretty happy about that, even if i do have to pay 7 kroner more per minifig (that's $1). it's a small price to pay for joy. and the excitement of feeling up the bags and trying to determine what's in them is worth every øre. funnily enough, i actually do better when i just grab some than when i try to go for a particular one.



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norway's slow tv movement.
the one that started it all, 7 hours on a train.

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the S.S. United States - still the titleholder of the Blue Riband -
the fastest to ever cross the atlantic ocean in a westward direction. 
look at me, using capital letters.

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smart, feisty pieces about beyoncé's culture-shifting formation.

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some hungarian ruin porn.

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WFT!?! is going on the state of my birth?
can you say regression back to the stone age?

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