Words from MySpace - Beautiful things

The word that came to mind after watching "Half Nelson" was beautiful.... I really thought it was (as well as better then "Last King Of Scotland")

And these are the quotes from Half Nelson worth considering:

3. "Man ... I'm sweating like George Bush on Judgment Day."

2. "Second chances are rare, man. You ought to take better advantage of them."

1. "The sun goes up and then it comes down, but everytime that happens what do you get? You get a new day."

(I took the liberty of ranking them. There's also this great monolouge about change and control well worth a listening.)

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Here's another beautiful thing:

Words from MySpace - Harald Bluetooth was a genious!

I've found a new hobby.
Yesterday one of my friends tried to send me a photo via bluetooth and in doing so we found another user "on-line".
I was in a kinda cheeky mood and decided to send a little something:
Said and done, the guy behind us got a "beep-beep" and I heard him asking his date "What's this?".
"Ah... so you're the user?"
"Yeah."
And then he revield that it's been known to happend that he gets all kinds of stuff via bluetooth.
Like a youtube in reverse.

This was the bluetooth-conversation:

Answer:

After that I got this rather nasty thing clip with Garfield taking Odie from behind, which felt like one of those "little to much information" moments.

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Besides that I got a tip from my friend to watch this funny clip:

It can't possibly be that I'm the only one longing for a TV-channel showing strange japanese clippings 24/7?

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Words from MySpace - Sign O Times

"Sign O Times" was the first Prince song I remember hearing (back in 87). Not that I became an instant Prince-fan, but still...

The lyric goes:

In september my cousin tried reefer for the first time.
Now he's doing horse.
It's June.

As a 13 year old I didn't have the slightest clue as to what Reefer where (however I knew what Horse was ) but of course I wanted to find out...
Now, this was back in the ages of stones and there wasn't any Internet, Googles and Wikipedias. I used a common dictionary and somehow I ended up concluding that reefer was misspelled, cause reefer couldn't be found and the closest word that actually made some kind of sense was that it had something to do with paying taxes.

I found the explanation a bit unsatisfactory.
But yeah.. sure paying taxes can be e real drag, and if you're a very sensitive person like Prince's cousin might be, who knows... paying taxes could be the very thing that pushes you over the edge towards a life in drug-hell.

I was only 13, what did I know?

Now why am I telling you this?
Currently I'm reading "Brother Ray" and today he talked about reefer in the same sense that Prince actually ment it - Reefer as in a synonym for cannabis or spliff.
I've come full circle.

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Words from MySpace - Hell, virgins, sluts and an expedition from God

Hell is a small village in Norway - just outside of Trondheim. Gods = property / goods in english.

Words from MySpace - Kaah & Salem Al Fakir

Nina calls and informs me that Salem Al Fakir will be performing on ChinaTeatern in April... What really throws me back is that he's got Kaah as supporting act!

Accidentally yesterday me and Oliver both picked Kaah as the No 1 in our top lists of fave Swedish soul-acts.
And now... guess who got tickets?

If your guess was the sameperson as the one dancing on the ceiling then your were damn right.

Here's some KAAH:

Oh... and while I'm at it... here's some Salem - that sweet song he did with Marit Bergman especially for "Musikbyrån". followed by "Dream Girl" just 'cause I'm freaking out.

Now I'm going outside to play with Siivan.

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Words from MySpace - People

Isn't it strange how you're able to tell the difference between if a person has Parkinssons or is just shaking his or her head?

Today I'm also amazed at all of ours ability to make the hardest things seem easy and the easiest thing very hard... and remember that's a fucking good thing!

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Just nu lyssnar : Grace Kelly Av Mika

Words from MySpace - Thing-finder-searcher

I am great at finding stuff. Just by chance...
On the bus today I found a brand new magazine that someone left behind. Including a free sample of some new schampoo that you just have to pick up in some store.
Anyway, walking back home - feeling kinda excited about todays finding, I thought about Pippi Longstockings and if this is the true herretige of growing up in Astrid Lindgren-country. Red hair, socks that don't match and this great ability for finding stuff. (other findings include a Kum Kum-ring, 2 chairs, a sweater, 2 scarfs etc. etc. and that's just this past 1,5 year!)
You may or may not know that Pippi besides being the strongest girl in the world also claimed to be a thing-finder-searcher.

Of course I'm also tremendously skilled in the art of loosing just about as much as I find.
Lastly my lovely pink and furry gloves.

My name could be Pippilotta Viktualia Rullgardina Krusmynta Efraimsdotter Långstrump, but it's not.

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Words from MySpace - Asian of the day

Presenting Asian of the day...

Name:
Albert Leong, aka Al 'Ka Bong'.

Biography:
Asian American actor & stuntman has picked up a cult fan following based around his numerous appearances in high voltage action flicks from the mid-1980s onwards. Al nearly always turns up as a bad guy with his lean muscled physique, incredible agility, amazing martial arts skill's wispy black hair and Fu-Manchu style moustache!! Best known onscreen as "Endo" torturing 'Mel Gibson' with electric shocks in Lethal Weapon (1987), as "Uli" the chocolate bar stealing terrorist in Die Hard (1988), one of the Wing Kong members in Big Trouble in Little China (1986), as a short Genghis Khan in Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure (1989), and as "Minh" the henchman punching on with 'Brandon Lee' in a blazing laundry in the climax of Rapid Fire (1992). Made his directorial debut in 2000 by writing & directing the low budget Daddy Tell Me a Story (2000) .

Al surely looks like a bad-ass, but deep inside can't you tell he's got a heart of gold?

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Words from MySpace - James Bond

Presenting my Bond-explanation:

In the old version of Casino Royal it's revield that James Bond is a bunch of characters of which David Niven is the original 007.
I guess MI6 decides that it's always very nifty to have a James Bond around and why not, when the bare mentioning of his name makes evil forces of the world chiver.

Anyway and heureka... I found this explained alot, cause I never did get how James Bond were able to survive getting killed in "You only live twice". But now I know, he didn't, they just had another 007 lurking around in the corners of the office and it just so happend that he looked excactly like Sean Connery. Handy hugh?!

Another one of lives little misterys solved.

p.s. perhaps the rest of the world always got this and I'm late as usual. Well, well.

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Words from MySpace - I confess, I surrender.

In my case depression mostly is all about... after you know all you know and feel all you feel is it bravery or stupidity to go on? And I can think and weep about not knowing the answer to that question for hours. Hopeless and helpless. And then the moment pass and you're alright again.

Words from MySpace - I CONFESS, I SURRENDERYou don't want to breathe into the fire, but you're not quite sure where it's burning.

Last night I was sobbing in my bed 'til six and I feel really embaressed to tell you that. But I shouldn't...
Over the years I've read hundreds of blogs about people complaining over their colds, only one about depression in a true sense (from my perspective).
Depression comes with so much shame, as if you're somehow less worth than "sane" people because you've got brain-problems, it's so much more ok to be... oh, lets say clumbsy and break your legs from time to time, yepp, that's a whole lot easier to deal with and aid for everyone.

How do you relate to depression in friends or in yourself?
I admit, it's hard to deal with a depressed person. Just as it is for a depressed person to deal with others, especially if you're aware of your decease.
Do you tell or don't you? It's like you don't want to breathe into the fire, but you're not quite sure where it's burning.
At this point I don't know, or rather .... most of the time I try to get myself together enough to joke it away. But I'm not sure if I'll pay for that joke later on. Or if this even is worth thinking the sligthest about.

A very valid thought is that depression is compareble with migruene, some people just get it, we don't know why, but once you've had it, it unfortunatly often returns.
In both cases it's all about how you deal with it and how you learn to live with it.

I remeber when my doctor first subscribe me "happy"-pills. I sat in his room and felt redicoulus talking about how I really lived my days, uncovered and not like we usually reveil ourselfs.
And then I remeber him pushing the "enter"-button sending the proscription off to the pharmacy, looking at me confidently he said; "The worst part is behind you now".
And I felt safe for the first time in years.

I feel better writing about it, but now I'm tired and I want to sleep, I'm sure tomorrow will be a better day.
Goodnight!

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Words from MySpace - Miss Millie Kicks Butt

That's what I'm talking 'bout.

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I could write a little something about the lady in the hallway and the comment I made about something that made life more interesting. But that would be even more confusing than this comment.

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Just nu lyssnar : Still Caught Up Av Millie Jackson

Words from MySpace - I'm going to die...

Might be my cousin (and some other people) wants me dead since they gave me one skydiving-jump as a present when I turned 30.
Wouldn't it have been a bit more optimistic to give me 2 jumps?
Anyway, since I figure everything means something - just that you don't alwyas know excactly what... so the point with getting a ticket to skydive must be obvious - confess you're a chicken or tacke a plunch into the great wide open.

I'll be jumpin', jumpin'!

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