Our cable TV provider was acquired by another company a few months ago. For us, that meant picking up a new digital box for our TV. According to the instructions that came with the new box, we should now throw the old one in the garbage.
I am now a Mac person. I’ve been a Mac person for about six days and I think that’s why I haven’t upated the blog, either. Not because I couldn’t for technical reasons (all you Vista evangelistas), this is the Web, after all, but because I’ve spent so much time going through all the amazing stuff that comes with a MacBook.
For about five years (that’d be seven minus the two I lived in Finland) I’ve played rinkbandy with a bunch of guys north of Stockholm. It’s a nice recreational league of something I consider to be a recreational sport; something that’s a pleasure to play, but not enough to try to make a career in.
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INT. SAUNA AT THE GYM – NIGHT
Two naked men, JANNE and TOMAS, sit high up on the sauna bench. They stare ahead. Both are silent.
Why is it that every time you rent a classic movie, like, say, “Rain Man” because it’s been 15 years since you last saw it, it’s on TV the same night? Alternatively, you talk about a movie with a friend, by chance, and then it’s on TV the next day?
Jaws 2 was on TV last night. I think I’d seen it before, about 20-25 years ago but I had no recollection of the movie. The original Jaws came out in 1975 and I was too small to see it, i.e. my parents wouldn’t have let me even if I had been interested which I think I wasn’t.
Damn global warming. I was up visiting my dad the other day and thought that maybe we could go for a skate with him and my son. Like last year. Or, like every day during every holiday season between 1981 and 1986.
Naturally, without my son then, I was just a kid myself.
Why does negative feedback get stuck the brain faster and tighter than positive. You know, you write something, or wear something new. You meet people, people comment on your blog. The first eight slap you on the back and tell you you’re so cool, and you just shrug your shoulders and feel good. Then along comes the ninth one who says you suck, and you spend the rest of the day thinking about that one.
Why should that one person be right, when all other evidence points to the contrary?
It’s crazy.
These are things I’ve promised Hannes. (This is a living document, hopefully).
Oct 1, 2006: When he starts riding real horses, I will buy him a real whip.
Oct 3, 2006: I will buy him a new RisiFrutti to replace the one I ate yesterday.
Nov 3, 2006: We’ll do something fun tomorrow.
Dec 27, 2006: We’ll wash the car tomorrow.
Jun 21, 2009: I won’t wait another three years to make another public promise.