Saturday, February 28, 2009
My dad always calls me on Sundays.
If he happens to be passing through Copenhagen, he doesn't call to tell me that he'll be stopping by for a cup of coffee.. Instead he calls me to ask if there's anything in my apartment that needs fixing.
It's the little things..
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
It has to be.
I cannot have it any other way.
One family can only take so many unfortunate events.
I believe we took more than our share in 2008.
I need for this to not be what I fear that it might be.
We will know on Tuesday.
All I can do is to hope for the best.
So here I am, hoping.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Love is Like a Bottle of Gin (by The Magnetic Fields)
It makes you blind, it does you in
It makes you think you're pretty tough
It makes you prone to crime and sin
It makes you say things off the cuff
It's very small and made of glass
and grossly over-advertised
It turns a genius to an ass
and makes a fool think he is wise
It could make you regret your birth
or turn cartwheels in your best suit
It costs a lot more than it's worth
and yet there is no substitute
They keep it on a higher shelf
the older and more pure it grows
It has no color in itself
but it can make you see rainbows
You can find it on the Bowery
or you can find it at Elaine's
It makes your words more flowery
It makes the sun shine, makes it rain
You just get out what they put in
and they never put in enough
Love is like a bottle of gin
but a bottle of gin is not like love
Friday, February 13, 2009
I wrote a song. Or well, I wrote the lyrics for a song and I can't quite figure out which chords to add. It's gonna be a big hit, I can feel it.
I should very much like to have your opinion on this (in my own very humble opinion) master piece.
I think I shall name it 'The Ninja Song'.
As a young ninja I often asked myself
What's left for me on life's top shelf?
My future plans they were big and vast
I wanted to be a famous ninja blast
I had a ninja dream, it's true
I had a ninja dream, that's right
I wanted to be like Hattori Hanzou-san
But I had no money to go to Japan
My ninja training was thus postponed
But in my mind the thought still roamed
After years of kicking and sneaking in vain
My ninja skills were still nothin' but plain
While the other ninjas became super tough
I seemed to be stuck at “wax on, wax off”
I secretly practiced for the Great Attack
The other ninjas were laughing behind my back
To swing the samurai sword to me
Proved to be much harder than seen on TV
I knew I'd be a mediocre ninja at best
I'd probably not even pass the ninja test
My dream of ninja-ship and KungFu
Was left in the stinky gutters of Kathmandu
It's a pretty sad story, I know.
I hate to be the one to break it to you, but life isn't always rainbows and butterflies, kids. It's tough out there in the real world, even if you're a ninja.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
So this is me sharing it, and hoping that it'll do the same to you.
Ladies and gentlemen.. Skipping Down the Street by My Little Pony
Go on. Love it.
(Also, doesn't Google do both Blogger and YouTube? Blogger isn't quite ready for the whole widescreen thing, it seems... This looks terrible. Google fail. What's the name of that Google boss again? Anyway, perhaps I should take over his position. And then the world. WHAT? A girl can dream, right?)
Friday, February 6, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
If you by any chance should share my fetish for LP cover art, do yourself a favour and check this out. I just found the site this weekend and it is simply too good not to share (oh, and if you knew about this and didn't tell me... how could you?!).
Here are a few of my favourite pieces of cover art that I found over there... Ehm, I think they preeetty much speak for themselves, right?
Hours and hours of endless fun, guaranteed.
You're ever so welcome...