Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Never argue with a woman

One morning the husband returns after several hours of fishing and decides to take a nap.

Although not familiar with the lake, the wife decides to take the boat out. She motors out a short distance, anchors, and reads her book.

Along comes a Game Warden in his boat. He pulls up alongside the woman and says, "Good morning, Ma'am. What are you doing?"

"Reading a book," she replies, (thinking, "Isn't that obvious?")

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her.

"I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading"

"Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up."

"For reading a book," she replies,

"You're in a Restricted Fishing Area," he informs her again,

"I'm sorry, officer, but I'm not fishing. I'm reading"

"Yes, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment. I'll have to take you in and write you up."

"If you do that, I'll have to charge you with Sexual assault," says the woman.

"But I haven't even touched you," says the game warden.

"That's true, but you have all the equipment. For all I know you could start at any moment."

"Have a nice day ma'am," and he left.

MORAL: Never argue with a woman who reads. It's likely she can also think.

As read on Anything and Everything

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Boring reality.

I think I should live in my fantasies.

It tends to get a lot more interesting in there than in real life...


I'm lying in bed contemplating sleep when a centipede comes wandering down the curtain a few inches away.

I'm not usually squeamish and I don't mind spiders - but centipedes, those buggers are the devil's creatures!

I trapped it in a glass and got it out the window... and now I can't stop wondering what else might have got in there.

I've seen the spiders, I've caught most bugs...
But is there another centipede waiting for me under the covers?

Monday, July 27, 2009

Ricky Berens' Bum

When Ricky Berens was about to jump in the water and swim for a place in the final in the men's relay in the world championship in Rome, his suit burst from the middle of his back to way down his butt.

Although the guy himself says he "kind of freaked out for a second", the broken suit didn't seem to do too much harm. The team qualified for the final where they, without Berens this time, won the gold medal.

Now.. I have two comments.
  1. Does anyone have a better angle? Any photographers standing on the other side? Anyone?

  2. Maybe suits should be made like this. I'm sure it would generate a bit more interest among female viewers and increase ratings just a little bit. Just a thought...

What DO you do with a million cherries?

You make cherry wine!

So yesterday we removed the pits from 18 kilos of cherries.

If you've tried it yourself (and I'm guessing you haven't), you'll know you get a whole different kind of sympathy for people working in the fields for minimum wage in the scorching sun..

This wine better be worth it!

Sunday, July 26, 2009


I've never seen this many in the tree before, we picked several buckets yesterday, 18 kilo, and that's just a fraction of what's up there.

What do you do with a million cherries?

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Why does it always rain on me...?

We got back home a few days ago and I was looking forward to getting warm after freezing for a week. Not that it was that cold up north, but when you have 16 people in one house constantly running in and out, never closing any doors, well, it gets a little chilly.

Unfortunately, it's raining here. It's been raining a while and it's supposed to keep raining for another week.

I'm sure there's something fun that can be done indoors during summer... I just can't think of what that something might be.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Saturday, July 11, 2009

Almost time to go...

900 kilometers, the distance traveled every summer until I was 10. Five of us in the car, all the kids grown up now.

When we were younger, before my sister was born 16 years ago, my brother and I used to sleep in the back seat while our parents drove all night.

Lying there we'd squint our eyes and turn our heads from side to side making the street lights look funny when we passed Trondheim in the dark, knowing we were half-way there.

That little island always meant
summer. It's a home away from home,
a little piece of paradise. At least for me.

Happy times...

Test Shots

I *think* I like my new camera.
And I don't think I've ever seen a lil green bug's eyes before...

Click to enlarge, check out the details.

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Another Ixus

Because of the funeral I suddenly only had a few days to find a new camera instead of a few weeks. My old Canon Ixus v3 started getting messed up a year ago, and worked on and off until March. Now everything is black and purple and nothing works anymore.

Knowing how it can take me half an hour to decide what shoes to wear, you might imagine the difficulty I've been having here...

Since I only had a few days and it had to be shipped yesterday I just had to go with something simple which still wasn't a waste of money. Since the black Sony Cyber-shot DSC-S980 was nowhere to be found (at least not in time), I decided to go with a Canon Ixus 95 IS instead.

Right now I'm tracking the package through the postal system and if I'm lucky I might even have it tomorrow.

With an 8GB SD-card I can't wait to start taking a million photos!

Monday, July 06, 2009

My Youngest Uncle

My uncle died today.
My mum's youngest brother. The youngest of the ten.

We haven't seen him for years, he wasn't there last time we were up north. And we haven't been up much lately.

It was as unexpected as can be. He hadn't been sick, he just... died.

My parents have canceled their trip to Spain, my brother is coming home. We're going up north for the funeral but we won't know a date until after the autopsy.

I guess it's true what they say... You gotta make the most out of life while you still have it. You never know when it'll be too late.

And I've already learnt it's better to regret what you've done than what you haven't. At least that way you know you've done what you can. And if your thoughts, dreams and fantasies remain just that... at least you know you tried.

I guess death teaches you that... you gotta do what you can, while you still can.

Sunday, July 05, 2009


...and how to climb them.

The getting up early... The climbing steep hills with our parents leading the way... It's like following a train - no matter what you do or say - it won't stop until the time table tells it to.

But - it's way better that my family likes hiking than sitting in front of the TV with their TV-dinners. That sorta thing has never, and will never, happen around here.

I love the climbing. I love the jumping from rock to rock. Never knowing if you'll break a leg when you land (wherever you land). I love being up there, smelling the blueberries, the trees and the grass. The only sound you can hear is the stream, the water passing by. And the cows and the sheep. Like a gentle lullaby.

Going with the family is a lil bit stressful. Going alone is boring.

I think I need someone in as bad a shape as myself...

Wednesday, July 01, 2009


I haven't been swimming for three years I think...
Which is surprising if you were born into any other family.
Extremely shocking if you were born into mine.

Today I did a little better.

Just checking how warm the water is.
Sis splashes me. I splash sis.
Before long we're both in the water.
(tip: if you're going anywhere near water with me and lil sis - wear something you can swim in)

Going to swim a little.
We swam quite a bit, stopped once in a while cuz of the kitten.
She followed our every move.
(she thinks we're her kittens)

Just got in.
It's not even cold!