On State-sponsored Art

In this post I am in no way trying to define art – whenever I write art, you’re welcome to read almost anything you want, be it music, paintings, crap in a can, soccer matches, movies or something completely else. It’s no secret, I’m not for a large state supplying everything and demanding huge taxes […]

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What the Fucking Fuck?

Apparently Facebook hates me, and doesn’t want me to join groups.  Maybe it’s just saying, I should clean up in the dozens of stupid groups, I’ve never bothered to clean up.  In any case, this error message is just plain stupid: MichaelTime person of the year 2006, Nobel Peace Prize winner 2012. westergaard.eu/ […]

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Some People are Idiots (Us, For Example)

After a healthy amount of beer at Fairbar, we decided to go to the cinema to watch The Nightmare Before Christmas.  Being complete and utter idiots, we decided on following up on a grand tradition of bringing GD and Breezers to the cinema. We decided, however, to go with a twist, and decided we would […]

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Damn Socialism!

Today I got my heating bill for the last year.  It always infuriates me.  People, who know me, know I usually wear shorts, and I don’t mind if it’s chilly.  For the sake of my computers, which don’t particularly like it too cold, I leave a bit of heat on, but I have had readings […]

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Yuck!

While shopping for the Friday bar, we stumbled upon this abonimation. The text reads “Principe! Chosen with care. Root crop chips Mix. Parsnips, beetroots, and potatoes.” The abomination is produced in southern Sweden.

Let me tell you a small story that hopefully can give you and idea of how truly despicable the taste of the beetroot chips is. Imagine you go to the doctor because you feel nauseous. You think it’s just a cold, but to be really sure you don’t have the Mexican Pest (aka. the pig flu), you decide to get checked up. When the doctor comes to tell you the result of your test, you jokingly ask if you have the Mexican Flu… […]

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