Sweden: benched

Sweden is many things to many people. In the last couple of centuries, Sweden has given the world dynamite, a internationally renowned prizes (that sometimes get misspelled in Hollywood movies), cheap furniture, meatballs, pop music, more pop music, a car that has ignition on the floor, three-point seatbelts, refrigerator, and according to an old client of mine, color.

I think he was trying to say that some Swede had invented a color printer, a color TV, or maybe something even more basic color technology, but the way he said it made it sound like people had been living in black and white – and not just in the Dark Ages – until that Swede invented color.

Anyway, Swedes are an industrious people and the world has a lot to thank them for.

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A tool for a day

Official announcement from the office of Risto Pakarinen: I am the new new renaissance man of the 21st century, the kind who can’t do anything. By “do” I mean fix things, plant anything, or make any visible – constructive, literally – changes in my surroundings.

But I can play ball.

Exhibit A: A cannonball I have in my office, resting on a stand a friend of mine made me. I put the eyes on it last week. (Also, the friend who made the stand is also a singer-songwriter, so he can do anything, it seems. He's not on Facebook).

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I swear to you

Our family is bilingual, and since I write a lot in English, I switch between three languages all the time, every day. Every language is special in its own way, and each of them portray my personality in a slightly different way.

Even my voice is a little different depending on whether I’m speaking Finnish, Swedish, or English, let alone the style of my speech. A good American friend of mine once noted that while he was getting more fluent in Swedish while living in Stockholm, he always counted money in English. I seem to be doing the same, only, I count in Finnish.

Stand-ins for my kids

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Comic stuff

If you like comics, you may want to read a piece I wrote for Inspire a couple of months ago.

It’s safe to say that this one comic book has shaped the Finnish language, even the national psyche, for decades, to the point where Finns consider themselves to be Donald, the duck with no luck at all.

Full story here (as a pdf), or here in a fine Web magazine. It’s not all Finland, in case you’re wondering.

Kääk! as he says in Finnish.

Legacy

It was a hot and humid Swedish summer night, I was up, translating a book. That was the night when Michael Jackson died. I saw the news first in a friend’s Facebook feed, as he had posted a link to a Finnish site that ran a headline “Michael Jackson dead”.

And it turned out they were right, even if the status in LA media at that point still was either “rumored dead” or “in a coma”.

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A moving story

“Hejdå, good old apartment, thanks for everything,” I said, and if you had been standing where J was, you would have heard what she heard: that my voice did crack a little. When J took a step back inside she saw the same thing I saw, looking at her: A tiny little tear in the corner of the eye.

Bye now. And thanks.

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In Twisto news: Beatles

Beatles’ lost tweets uncovered

LIVERPOOL – Jimmy Sutton, Chief Support Engineer at Clean-IT Ltd in Liverpool, England, recently made a discovery that changed his life. Called in to repair damage after a networking company’s server crash, Mr. Sutton discovered a compressed file, apparently not accessed in decades, and containing hundreds – maybe thousands – of Twitter messages.

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Every day I learn something

Today I learned that sometimes just a small change can turn an ordinary thing into a very funny one when my son, the bilingual genius, accidentally turned the word “eyebrows” into “broweyes”.

I also learned that sometimes even the funniest things don’t translate very well from Finnish into English.

The person/s in the photo may or may not have anything to do with the abovementioned event.