Archive for the 'Observations' Category

06
Mar
09

is dat sum earthquake ?

I love this country. Aside from the bushfires, heatwaves, storms and of course the earthquakes.
We were chilling out maxing, relaxing all cool, when suddenly an earthquake who was up to no good, started making trouble in my neighbourhood. 

A 4.7 earthquake that is. The whole house moved and we were pretty confused, at first we thought it was really heavy winds. Mais non.

All is well though, but I must admit I have never felt a quake like this before.

->http://www.theage.com.au/national/earth-tremor-rocks-metropolitan-melbourne-20090306-8rgc.html
 

21
Feb
09

chickens are people too

I like chicken. It tastes good, but you can’t taste the horrible beating some chickens endure to reach the final destination of delicious cuisine. 

http://www.kentuckyfriedcruelty.com/

Nom nom nom of evil.

27
Jan
09

a song of pores

Right now, at this very moment,  I am in Singapore. A brief 3 day stop before going on to Australia.

The flight was pretty fine and painless, I quickly fell for the flight attendants who were all very very pretty.
I spent most of the time watching movies, pretending to be interested in what Stian had to say, and listening to music.
A 12 hour flight doesn’t have to be that bad really. 
The airport in Singapore was cool, they had plants inside the terminal. Huge palm trees even, inside !

We were picked up by Uncle Singapore. His real name is Yngvar, but he’s John-Sverre’s uncle, and lives in Singapore so… Uncle Singapore then.
Later that day we went for a BBQ at his place. They had these delicious meatsticks that surely must have been marinated in Unicorn Tears, or Angel Blood. I’m honestly not sure but they were damn good. 
We also went sightseeing, and saw some things. It was okay, I’m not much of a sightseeing guy, it feels like forced tourism. Just doesn’t feel natural.

In related news; My mind was nearly shattered by the jetlag. I could swear we’ve been here for days, but it’s still only our second day. If I dont get used to it soon, I will surely perish under the mental strain. Although thanks to my good sleep last night I think I’ll be quite fine.

So far my impression of this country is awesome, they have vanilla coke. A delicious, misunderstood drink I never thought I’d see again. The asian channels on TV air crazy tv-shows and soap operas. You haven’t heard anything until you’ve heard a japanese lamentation. The ladies here are also exquisite, at atleast one occasion I have had to tape my eyelids shut to not lose what I have left of my sanity.  

And now, for your enjoyment; a photograph of the guys. Left to right; Stian, John-Sverre and Tukun.

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18
Jan
09

A little something on compulsive hoarding

I am really really bad at getting rid of things. Some people are just like that, I cant throw stuff out.
I always think I’ll have some use for it in the future.
I’ve been cleaning out my room the past few days, packing some stuff. I honestly think half of my room’s space is taken up by junk.

Did I really say junk? No, what I really meant was… Treasure. 

My greatest treasure is probably my old schoolstuff. I have kept most of my notes, tests and pretty much anything else I was ever graded on. 

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Neatly collected in a series of binders. These ones ranging from the 8th to 13th grade. There is more, chucked away in my closet in huge bags. I really need to organize these.  It was fun, almost eerie to see stuff I had written years ago, so many tests failed.. so many aced. 

Digging deeper into the cluttered abyss I found stuff like comic books, old games and systems.  It’s a nostalgic trip down memory lane.

Other things I found were:
-And old collection of dice
-Pogs
-Pokemon cards
-And old sample bag of coffee (which I’ve kept for some reason, and I don’t intend to throw away)
-All my report cards
-Every issue of Norw. PlayStation Magazine. (and most of the PS2 magazines) 
-Lots of pc peripherals (most of them not working)

The list goes on and on into the obscure, will it ever end? 
In other, not so related, news. I got me some new sneakers today.
And I made some fanart to celebrate.

21
Dec
08

let’s take a giant crap on a classic movie

Have y’all seen Lady and The Tramp?

A classic Disney movie, truly it is.
Surely it would only be fitting that Disney would be the one to defecate on this all time favorite.
I’m sure there is some odd forest animal that poops on it’s young, maybe to keep them warm. I don’t know.
Either way, Disney is just like this animal.

BEHOLD, AND TREMBLE IN HORROR

 

Disney and Paris Hilton’s bastard lovechild.

11
Oct
08

christmas in october

If the title is any kind of indication, it was my birthday last week.

October 5th to be precise.

Every year i end up obsessing on how many people remember my birthday, even subconciously i do this.
It’s like a way to measure how many friends I have. This years outcome? Bleak.
It always surprised me how the people i least expect to remember are the ones who do.

I got a lot of congratulations on my facebook wall, but honestly that doesn’t count at all. Whoever is on my friends list and who happens to be online will see it’s my birthday.
Because of this feature my wall became somewhat bombarded with cookie cutter messages. People i haven’t spoken to in years, people i’m sure never knew when my birthday was, even people I don’t really know.

Maybe they felt obliged to congratulate me on my 21st birthday, but for what? I really hope I wont be congratulated my any strangers next year. It’s honestly very awkward.

In related news, I believe a swag report is in order.

I received an external 750gb HDD, which is much needed since my laptop is running low on space.
I also got a DVD rack, holding 96 DVDs, I’m using it for my games, but I still need a few more racks for my 30-something loose DVDs.

That is all for now. Perhaps next time i will tell you about my toenails.

11
Mar
08

The worst show on TV

Nnnnngh.

That’s a cry of pain.

Everytime i watch Date My Mom, i feel tremendous pain.

It’s downright depressing, when i watch it i loose all faith in humanity.
And the only thing that can comfort me is imagining the horrible hell awaiting the creators after they die.

I know you might say “don’t watch it”, but thats not enough. Just knowing that this show exists, and that people watch it makes me very… very.. sad.

Only when every contestant, producer, crew member is gone for hundreds of years.

Only when every tape, copy, iteration of this show is purged from us.

Only then can i rest, until that glorious day comes. I will never know true happyness or tranquility.

Only suffering, pain, agony, torment.

Please, don’t watch this show.

29
Feb
08

Jumper

I saw Jumper yesterday with my brother.

I was rooting for Cloverfield but he wanted to see Jumper. Why? I have no idea.

If you go in with low expectations, this movie is definitely watchable. Just know what you’re getting before you go in. If you don’t know, the movie is about a guy named David who discovers he can “jump”, which is basically like teleporting. I though’t, before seeing the movie, that it was going to be like Nightcrawler from X-Men, who can just port locally. But David can port wherever he wants.

I’m not gonna write down the whole plot here, just the things that bugged me. Because I like doing that.

So.. here is what you get.

Plotholes.

I’m gonna go ahead and spoil the movie for ya here because it won’t really compromise the experience at all.

First of all.. I always feel sorry for directors of superhero movies, or any movie where the main character discovers his or her superpowers. Because how would you react if you had super strength or the ability to fly or teleport or whatever. It’s not easy. Some movies do it well, some don’t. This one was kinda… bland.

He discovers his power one day when he falls through thin ice on a lake after a bully throws a snowglobe he had given to his crush. So he’s under the ice and suddenly he “jumps” to the library. Nobody raises any questions as to how he got there, with all that water. I’m gonna give them the benefit of doubt and assume the students thought he just.. fell.. with a bucket of water. His initial reaction isn’t bad. He’s kind of freaked out. But after that it’s as if it’s nothing special, he goes home to his so-called abusive father. Who didn’t even seem like a bad father, although he is labeled as one several times. When David returns home his father asks where he has been, and mentions his supper has gone cold (how dare he worry where his son has been, and what right does he have to make supper for him!?) David just ignores him and walks up to his room and looks the door. His father follows him up and tells him to clean up the mess he left downstairs (he was still wet from “water incident”). David decides he can’t take it anymore and runs away by jumpage.

Here’s something I did like though. How they conveyed that David is not a superhero. In one scene he is in his fancy apartment and he’s watching a news broadcast about some people stuck in a flood. On the news they mention “only a miracle could save these people”. *hint hint* But David just smiles at the TV and ports to go hang out in England. Indeed our protagonist is a selfish bastard. Horay.

What I didn’t quite like was how it seemed like there was no one else in the world except the main characters. All the time while he was jumping he would often do it in public places, and only once during the whole movie did they make a thing out of someone noticing the jumping. Otherwise it would be something like “whoa, where did that guy come from? Oh well, I guess it was nothing”. It reminds me of playing Tenchu, where you would savagely kill a guard and run away, and the other guards (who would sometimes witness said slaying) would just shrug and act like “Oh, i guess it was just the wind” and keep patrolling on his old route.

I feel like i should mention David’s love interest but I’m not going to because it’s not very interesting.

So let’s move on to the antagonist. Or should I say antagonists. The bad guys are called paladins (made me giggle) and they hunt Jumpers. Because indeed there have been jumpers ever since the middle ages and they are “among us”. The paladin leader is played by a white haired Samuel L. Jackson. He is just humans but he seems to be able to take an unnatural amount of beating as well being able to survive incineration. I don’t know if it’s high fire resistance. Or just a paladin bubble (sorry, couldn’t help it). The explanation of why the paladins hunt jumpers isn’t really satisfying. They’re like fanatic religious and keep claiming that “Only God should have the ability to be everywhere at once”. They incapacitate the jumpers by shocking them with electric current which prevent them from jumping. They use something that looks like Daredevil’s baton, only these ones are also tazers.

Also the paladins are treated as if they are the only people in the world. They are indeed bad people because they kill innocent people alot. Why do they never go to jail? I don’t know. I honestly don’t. Why is there never any suspicion raised as to why this David guy keeps popping up in the middle of the street? I don’t know.. I don’t know.

There’s also this whole thing with mother being a paladin and that she abandoned him when he was five blah blah blah. It doesn’t matter because that whole subplot is so poorly presented it shouldn’t have been in the movie in the first place.

David deals with Sam Jackson in the end. Not by killing him though. No, because David is different, he’s a good guy right? He says “I could have dropped you with the sharks”. But instead he just ports him to a remote cave in a canyon and ports back, leaving him behind. I honestly think Sam would have preferred the sharks, because the cave was probably as remote as they get and he is most likely going to starve to death.

At least we can rest assured he’ll be able to fend off any snakes that might show up.

PS: Sorry about the long rant, I don’t expect anyone to read all of, but if you don’t you’ll miss the subliminal message I left somewhere in the text

22
Feb
08

I love chocolate milk

I don’t care if i’m lactose intolerant. The horrible ensuing pain and near acidic discharge is all worth it.

Drinking chocolate milk to me is like serenading a lovely woman, the poetic imagery that saturates my mind is enough to put the most spiteful beast at peace.

I can’t help but wonder though. . .

Why don’t they take it further, with the flavored milk

I’ve seen strawberry milk, but it seemed like a one time thing. I don’t think i’ve run into it more than once.

How about banana milk? I wonder how that would work. Vanilla milk crossed my mind, but i think that would just be disgusting.

Cheese milk! You know, like cheese cake. . Only milk. . No?

Beef milk, 100% cow.

02
Feb
08

What my room looks like in the dark

Last night the power went out, at about 10pm. Probably due to the bad weather we’ve been having the last coupla days. Even the airport had problems because of wind and slippery runways.

I always panic when we lose power for whatever reason. I remember one time i was sitting at home in front of the PC with the TV in the background and suddenly the the power went out. I just sat there in total awe, not sure what to do. Millions of thoughts ran through my head and what seemed like an eternity passes, just as i sat there in the dark, staring into nothingness. Suddenly then, the power came back on, and i woke up from my panic induced coma.

The same panic didn’t strike me last night though, as i’m using a laptop. So that sudden unexpected darkness and silence didn’t hit as hard. Still though there isn’t much to do with no internet connection.

Eventually i just went to bed and listened to some music.

Whenever i get enough time to think i always come up with some crazy stuff, like False Prophets.

This time however i managed to write some lovely haiku poems, which i think capture the moments from last night pretty well. I should probably start writing poetry more. . .

Surrounded by dark
These walls used to be sky blue
They are sky black now.

(In case you don’t know, my room has blue walls)

All that still remains
Doesn’t need external veins
It’s time will soon come.

(That one’s regarding the stuff i was using that ran on batteries, “external veins”=power cords)

On second thought.. I’m never going to write another piece of poetry again.

Anyway, the power came back at around 1 am, according to my clock which is blinking 10 hours now.

Have a nice weekend y’all.