Fetishes!

A couple of days ago a friend remarked that my infactuation with Hercule Poirot in fact is a fetish. This, after I gloriously mentioned that I found the complete series of BBC Radio Dramas of Agatha Christies novels.
I never thought of it before, but I do understand that to others the joy my discovery brought me might seem a bit off.

I haven't always loved Hercule Poirot. In fact I thought he was quite obnockious at first. I even preferd Miss Marple (the old hag). But soon enough Hercule won my heart, although:

• he's a pompus fart
• he enjoyes talking about himself in third person
• wherever he goes you can rest assure - someone's going to get murdered.

Besides loving Hercule I love pinup's too. My friend saw a link - why do you enjoy these strange things, what's the common ground?

Now I've spent 2 days thinking about it and reached the marvelous conclusion that both pinup girls and Hercule represent a prettier picture in harsch times.
Hercule was most active during the depression and then later during the world war (II). He is described in aristocratic surroundings and the state of the world seems far away.
Pinups came during the war, as eye-candy for soldiers.
Each represented a welcomed escape for their readers and watchers.

I imagine that's what I adore about them too, as comfort in confusing times.

My tip is not to read Agatha Christies books.
Try to get a hold of the BBC dramas and curl up and listen to them before you go to sleep. Or simply watch any of the movies, or the TV-series.

Staring into that abyss of a bright future...

... Speaking of mothers (see my last post), this is a new mother as well as a new baby.

As I walked home from the meeting above I thought about babies and how I'm not a huge fan when it comes to toddlers. This is something few women talk about. I guess cause you're supposed to automaticly love babies as if it's part of our nurturing nature.
In that case I'm sorry to say I'm just not natural.
But don't get me wrong, I do like kids. Actually I prefer the company of almost any 4 year old to most adults. 4 year olds are fun! They have grat visions, thoughts and questions about the world.

But I don't know what to do with kids of minor sizes. There doesn't seem to be much.
Wait for them to poop, pee, yell for food.
Make a stupid face and talk with a funny voice.
Ironicly my lack for love of all those things make me feel like a complete fool.

(none of the participants in this post were hurt during writing or meeting. And of course I'm happy for the love of both the baby and the mother in the picture.)

Mothers!

While i'm looking at this, it hits me that all the people i know reguards their mother as the smarter one.. Even the guy in the wardrobe who's father he never knew agreed.

The figure skating file:

At the pub you usually find a group of guys who's there for beer and soccer on the telly. A couple of months ago I questioned why there's no other sports fan clicks in the bar?

I must confess that I've watched tennis in bars and that's ok with people, but if and when I scream and shout about Federers beautiful forehand people look at me funny.

A couple of months ago I decided to experement with the soccer watchers monopoly of TV's in bars. My plan was to try it out on figure skating - visit a bar with a TV and ask to watch figure skating. Just as people watch soccer.

Last week the european championships finally came. I decided to try to watch the mens final in a bar.
I knew that it would be inpossible to watch it in a real sportsbar like O'learys, they have scheduals on what they show. Luckely we remembered that at one of our regular places they had a TV, so we went there.
There were no other sports on for the night, just some documentary. So we got to watch the final. Not without complaints though - one of the guys in the bar obviously got so provoked by the sparkeling ice skaters that he very loudly had to point that out. I think he thought it reinforced his manhood on some level. The other guys joined in. Everyone apart from one who quietly watched some of it. He was drunk but I swear there were joy in his eyes.

When we left the very sweet waitress were stuck in the bar having to defend changing the channel to figure skating. She told them; "I actually like figure skating!" and we loudly stated that we loved it too, as we thanked for a nice evening and went our way...

Conclusion: I strongly recommend you to grab a friend for the next sporting event you like. Head for the bar and end the soccer monopoly, it ads more diversity, and, if figure skaking - glitter and sparkle to the world!

Gravity

Our country is not slippery when wet, it's slippery when cold.
Today I tried my best to hold on, not to slide off the planet.

When I was a kid and realized there was space on the other side of the clouds I asked my mother why we didn't just go there. Why were we stuck on earth?
The way I'm telling it, it seems I wanted to go there but I didn't. I had learned that we couldn't survive there.
My mother said that gravity keep us here and gravity was some kind of power, so I wondered what if gravity just stoped. She said that then we would pop out and fly into space... but that wouldn't happened, cause there would always be gravity holding us back and here.
I was still afraid.

Later I learned about Newton.
I like the guy. Especially on a filosophical level.

According to Newton there is mass, and mass contains gravity. The bigger the mass to more it attracts other mass. If there wasnt' marcury, earth, mars and a whole bunh of other planets, venus (the closest planet to the sun) would probably slipp into the sun. But us other planets are used as the oposite force of the sun and keeps it on status quo.
The further away one mass is from the other the less is the influence of it's gravity.

Indications of Newtons principal being true on a smaller and more earthy level:
Everyone leaves for places with more sun when they can hence they are drawn to the sun.

Indications of Newtons principal being false on a smaller and more earthy level:
If we were drawn to mass, then we would be attracted and drawn towards heavy and "fat" people since they contain more mass. But we are not. In fact many people are repulsed by it.

On the other hand that might just be us humans being... uhh... us humans. In the animal kindom being heavy is a sign of someone who doesn't have problems finding food . And such a partner would in fact be a great catch.

I found someone!

I was desperate for new music. Tired of listening to same old - same old.
I found last.fm, apparently 3 years after everyone else and just as people are going mad about Spotify.
Well, well, since I'm looking for new stuff to listening to last.fm suits me more. And I've finally found a way to ease my mind on japanese pop, of which I don't understand a single word.

Combined with the 80's it makes me quite happy.
Of course I feel like sharing.

Spicy meatballs and dancing

I've discovered that barbeque-oil is great for frying meatballs. Adds some extra spice.

I'd also like to present one of my favourite clips from the youtube jungle - it's about this guy who attends a wedding after a cold and especially long russian winter, which he mostly spent at home, listening to music - watching mtv, dancing and dancing, one vodka after the other.
Then spring comes and a couple of his friends decide to marry. The russian guy brings every move he's collected during the long winter and discos the night away:



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