Friday, October 29, 2010

100

Jag vill sova i hundra år och sedan vill jag trycka på snooze och sova i ytterligare 100 år. Tyvärr är det lite asocialt och även förenat med ett visst inkomstbortfall.
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Sunday, September 26, 2010

Gör alla arbetsförmedlingar privata och dela ut en "arbetslöshetspeng" till alla arbetslösa!

Denna peng ska användas till att anlita en arbetsförmedlare per månadsbasis. Det står en fritt att byta om man inte känner sig nöjd. Om det är någon branch som någonsin behövde konkurrens är det denna! För tillbaka lite av makten till de arbetslösa, de har så lite av den varan ändå. Ingen är mer motiverad än den som inte har arbete att få ett arbete - utnyttja den drivkraften istället för att mala ner den till passiviteten i ett berg av byråkrati och ett slussande mellan olika "spelare".

Thursday, August 05, 2010

Small Timer

Once again I will arrive later at work than I intended. I will just have to realize that small time playing on evenings after work just don't work. It's too much fun and I loose track of time, or rather I loose track of what's sensible. "Please daddy can I play just a little bit more?" and since I'm the only "daddy" around "Of course you can!". Time to wake up and realize - the vacation is over.

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Wednesday, August 04, 2010

Blogger-droid

A test from yet another Android application!

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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

One more test
Yet Another Test
Twitter - Hello?
Facebook - Hello?

The Cirrus Circus is calling - Pick up the phone
This is a test of twitterfeed.com! Will this reach Twitter and Facebook? I gasp for air while desperately trying to find my heart medicine! The suspense is killing me.

Monday, December 07, 2009

Saturday, November 07, 2009

On popular demand. Here is my statement, to be recorded in history, on the subject of newspaper layout. Here it is. The trend is to shrink newspapers. I don't like it. Let it be known that I object. And when newspapers finally have become smaller than cell phones, don't forget - I told you so.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Google Chrome Alpha is now available for Mac and Linux. It's a developer version and I read somewhere that Google states "don't download this!" - of course I had to download!

Available for Mac here and for Linux here.
Written on Google Chrome.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

World of Warcraft Goals for 2009

Raiding 8-11 Saturdays with Mogg on Moonglade
Arena team formed with Blood Pact
Achivements for Cirrocolo

Saturday, June 13, 2009



In a couple of weeks I mean to buy a cross trainer. What do you think? Good or bad? Happy or sad?

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Yesterday I created my first guild in World of Warcraft: Blood Pact. From the Guild Information:

Welcome to Blood Pact!

We have a limit of six members, plus alts. Our goal is to complete all heroic dungeons and set up a formidable arena team!

Loot rules. Right now we don't have an enchanter, so:

Need - if you need
Greed - if you don't need

Mission 1: Get everybody up to 80

Friday, April 10, 2009

OK - re-made the layout. Deleted most of the trash posts that have been lingered here choking the blog for too long. Now, there will only be quality (well to some extent at least) posts and pictures and every post will tell a story one way or another.

This might mean fewer posts, but less garbage. For those interested in garbage (I know I am) - there is always Twitter.

Friday, March 30, 2007

Slime

oh pretty slime
choking me up
building up

won't you climb
your little way
so I can spit you up?

come now
come through my nose
gush out of my mouth
don't linger
choking me up

come now
pretty slime?

Saturday, March 17, 2007

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Utmattad

A swedish poem written by me, some time ago. Not applicable to my life today, but applicable to some I'm sure.


att segla rakt in i stormen
in i dess dreglande käft
utan revade segel och utan eftertanke
varje gång
det är inte klokt

det är att vara en mus
som inte vet att styra

nu ligger jag där
på däck
utmattad i mina egna spyor

mitt skepp förs bort från stormen
och jag kan inte styra tillbaka
fast sirenerna kallar på mig

jag kommer tillbaka