Courtesy of Mr. Khun, we have the pleasure of publishing a short speech given by John Cleese late last year shortly following the US elections. He makes an important public service announcement that probably hasn't been picked up by the mainstream American media yet. Trust me, this is worth the time! :)
Read Mr. Cleese's thoughts on the matter.
Friday, June 10, 2005
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
8 months today
Linnea Clare chalks up 2/3's of a year
Time flys by when you hardly get any sleep. Linnea Clare celebrates 8 months of being Norwegian today. She has acquired a couple of new teeth (much to Rannveigs joy/horror) a brand new car seat and her very own tripp trapp high chair to officially join us at the fancy eatin' table, so she can enjoy her mush whilst we dig into real food.
By a coincidence, today also marks the 100th anniversary of the dissolution of the Swedish-Norwegian union. Not that the Swedes wanted to dissolve it of course and for a while the armies were facing each other off before someone in a rare moment of common sense on the Swedish side said "bugger this for a game of dominoes, they can have it if they want it that badly..." and the armies turned about and when home. War the way it should be.
If only they'd known about all the offshore oil back then. Might have all turned out very differently. We'd be speaking Swedish, eating the worlds worst bread and have a complete knucklehead for a King. Then again we would have very nice roads, no tollways, the worlds most advanced social support net and a parliament that actually gets things done. Hmmm.
In any case, hurra, hurra, hurra! ;)
Time flys by when you hardly get any sleep. Linnea Clare celebrates 8 months of being Norwegian today. She has acquired a couple of new teeth (much to Rannveigs joy/horror) a brand new car seat and her very own tripp trapp high chair to officially join us at the fancy eatin' table, so she can enjoy her mush whilst we dig into real food.
By a coincidence, today also marks the 100th anniversary of the dissolution of the Swedish-Norwegian union. Not that the Swedes wanted to dissolve it of course and for a while the armies were facing each other off before someone in a rare moment of common sense on the Swedish side said "bugger this for a game of dominoes, they can have it if they want it that badly..." and the armies turned about and when home. War the way it should be.
If only they'd known about all the offshore oil back then. Might have all turned out very differently. We'd be speaking Swedish, eating the worlds worst bread and have a complete knucklehead for a King. Then again we would have very nice roads, no tollways, the worlds most advanced social support net and a parliament that actually gets things done. Hmmm.
In any case, hurra, hurra, hurra! ;)
Touché
Just for the folks at Tax
As promised, a suitable retort to the "stereotype" picture posted earlier. Personally, I think it's a little unfair to say that men are that dumb, because you should notice that the mouse is a two button mouse...(you know, we are more technically competetant than your typical Mac user!)
I thought about the folks at Tax when I ran into this one. Don't ask me why, I can't even begin to explain why they would pop into my head at the sight of it. Actually, it does need a third button, "Place bets".
As promised, a suitable retort to the "stereotype" picture posted earlier. Personally, I think it's a little unfair to say that men are that dumb, because you should notice that the mouse is a two button mouse...(you know, we are more technically competetant than your typical Mac user!)
I thought about the folks at Tax when I ran into this one. Don't ask me why, I can't even begin to explain why they would pop into my head at the sight of it. Actually, it does need a third button, "Place bets".
Pix from our readers
McDonalds on the glorious North coast
I've been steadily getting some nice pictures from some of you, so I thought the time had come to share them around a bit. This may also encourage some of you to strike up an online conversation and then go freeloading at some of the exotic destinations many of us can be found.
Sue McDonald is one of Rannveigs school mates from Randwick tech when she was studying to become a dental technician. These days as you can see, Sue and her bloke William call the fabulous North coast of New South Wales home. Pictures like this do give me a twinge I have to admit. Marty, make sure you enjoy your trip to Oz mate, time is short.
I've been steadily getting some nice pictures from some of you, so I thought the time had come to share them around a bit. This may also encourage some of you to strike up an online conversation and then go freeloading at some of the exotic destinations many of us can be found.
Sue McDonald is one of Rannveigs school mates from Randwick tech when she was studying to become a dental technician. These days as you can see, Sue and her bloke William call the fabulous North coast of New South Wales home. Pictures like this do give me a twinge I have to admit. Marty, make sure you enjoy your trip to Oz mate, time is short.
Job news. The saga continues.
Nothing concrete to report. However, it does seem to be a case of no news is good news. Whilst the waiting is sending both of us around the twist, sweet relief is probably about a fortnight away when we can expect a definitive answer. It appears that there have been more than a few mistakes made during the job filling process, but they are now about to go into the final offer stage with the candidate in front of me. The (very) unofficial word is....well, don't get your hopes up, but you just might be lucky.
This ringing declaration of encouragement is being treated with the deep mistrust it deserves and I'm not getting my hopes up. It pays to be a pessimist. The worst that can happen is that what you expected (disappointment, rejection, humiliation, impotence, madness, suicide, etc.) comes to pass, otherwise everything is an unexpectedly pleasant surprise.
This ringing declaration of encouragement is being treated with the deep mistrust it deserves and I'm not getting my hopes up. It pays to be a pessimist. The worst that can happen is that what you expected (disappointment, rejection, humiliation, impotence, madness, suicide, etc.) comes to pass, otherwise everything is an unexpectedly pleasant surprise.
The mystery that is woman
Where the word "stereotype" originated
No, there is no trouble in paradise. I just can't resist junk like this. To be fair, I'll make sure to have a suitable retort posted later. Or not ;)
No, there is no trouble in paradise. I just can't resist junk like this. To be fair, I'll make sure to have a suitable retort posted later. Or not ;)
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