Birger Jarlsgatan 11, Stockholm
- Nice ad here on my blog for once. It does have a pretty woman in it, but she’s not a white Russian mail-order girlfriend. She’s a black potential student on the course “Swedish for programmers”.
- Movie: Taikon. Documentary about Swedish novelist and Roma activist Katarina Taikon. Grade: Pass With Distinction.
- The guy who installed the wiring for our new kitchen appliances wasn’t forced on us by some dictatorial decree. He was an elect rician.
- Dad brag: guess whose kid teaches HTML pro bono to disadvantaged 11-y-os in his spare time!
- Dropped off this year’s bones from Stensö Castle with Rudolf the Bone Man.
- Casa Rundkvist Chou now has a Stålenhag. And pretty much an original too since the man paints digitally.
- Me and wife and Jrette went out and sat back on lawn chairs to look for meteors. I saw three, all in Cassiopeia which was straight overhead.
- The New Horizons probe at Pluto used bog-standard JPG compression for the first batch of images it sent back. Now it’s sending the image files with lossless compression.
- Great fake Scandinavian surnames in science fiction: Gorson (in Edmondson), Sverensen (in Hogan), and best of all, SAKNUSSEMM (in Verne).
- Last week Sweden was shaken by a case of racially motivated mass murder in a school. A 21-y-o Neo-Nazi wrote a suicide letter, took the heaviest weaponry he could get hold of, walked into a school in Trollhättan and killed as many foreign-complexioned people as he could. He was then shot by the police and died in hospital. This being Sweden, not a country with insanely lax gun laws, the heaviest weapon the murderer could acquire was a sword. And he killed only two people: a 20-y-o special needs teacher and a 15-y-o pupil, both of whom were trying to disarm him.
- Finally identified the beautiful song I’ve been hearing on the plane twice a week for two months. It’s Beck’s “Morning”.
- No Deezer. The fact that I like Teenage Fanclub does not mean that you should play me the Verve, Oasis, REM or feckin’ No Doubt.
- Annoyed by cups falling over in our new dishwasher, I just struck the black metal “I am shouting at the ceiling and grabbing an enormous pair of balls” pose. My darkly grim guitarist brother tells me he and his brethren prefer to call it the ”invisible oranges” pose.
Magpie morning conference
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Birger Jarlsgatan 11, Stockholm
- Nice ad here on my blog for once. It does have a pretty woman in it, but she’s not a white Russian mail-order girlfriend. She’s a black potential student on the course “Swedish for programmers”.
- Movie: Taikon. Documentary about Swedish novelist and Roma activist Katarina Taikon. Grade: Pass With Distinction.
- The guy who installed the wiring for our new kitchen appliances wasn’t forced on us by some dictatorial decree. He was an elect rician.
- Dad brag: guess whose kid teaches HTML pro bono to disadvantaged 11-y-os in his spare time!
- Dropped off this year’s bones from Stensö Castle with Rudolf the Bone Man.
- Casa Rundkvist Chou now has a Stålenhag. And pretty much an original too since the man paints digitally.
- Me and wife and Jrette went out and sat back on lawn chairs to look for meteors. I saw three, all in Cassiopeia which was straight overhead.
- The New Horizons probe at Pluto used bog-standard JPG compression for the first batch of images it sent back. Now it’s sending the image files with lossless compression.
- Great fake Scandinavian surnames in science fiction: Gorson (in Edmondson), Sverensen (in Hogan), and best of all, SAKNUSSEMM (in Verne).
- Last week Sweden was shaken by a case of racially motivated mass murder in a school. A 21-y-o Neo-Nazi wrote a suicide letter, took the heaviest weaponry he could get hold of, walked into a school in Trollhättan and killed as many foreign-complexioned people as he could. He was then shot by the police and died in hospital. This being Sweden, not a country with insanely lax gun laws, the heaviest weapon the murderer could acquire was a sword. And he killed only two people: a 20-y-o special needs teacher and a 15-y-o pupil, both of whom were trying to disarm him.
- Finally identified the beautiful song I’ve been hearing on the plane twice a week for two months. It’s Beck’s “Morning”.
- No Deezer. The fact that I like Teenage Fanclub does not mean that you should play me the Verve, Oasis, REM or feckin’ No Doubt.
- Annoyed by cups falling over in our new dishwasher, I just struck the black metal “I am shouting at the ceiling and grabbing an enormous pair of balls” pose. My darkly grim guitarist brother tells me he and his brethren prefer to call it the ”invisible oranges” pose.
Magpie morning conference
from ScienceBlogs http://ift.tt/1PbLEqd
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