Yearly Archive: 2004

Getting out of bed is impossible in the morning after you’ve been up to 3 a.m. web-surfing, watching horrible late-night TV, cuddles and conversation in bed. galestorm and I had great fun at IKEA yesterday and in the restaurant we discovered a candy bar by the cashier with the rather suggestive name of YANKIE. Just because candy bars have a phallic shape doesn’t mean you need to give them any ideas. Turns out it was a Danish candy bar and a yummy one: very 3 musketeersy with a little bit of caramel. Mums. Questions Anders has been asked at 3...

Can you search for “feeds” like comics and news sites or are they in the regular communities? and what the heck is JABBER? (It’s a search category, but what does it bring up?) Edited to ask GALE! Was the comic you mentioned tonight Sinfest?

3 things that made me laugh out loud last night while watching bad TV: 1. What is UP with Jay Leno’s hair?! He looks like a reverse skunk. 2. Dana Carvey, doing a Dubya impression, said, “Jaysus, Obi-wan, put a sock in it,” and the Swedish subtitles translated it as, “Beklagar, Obiwan, gnäll inte.” 3. “You’re either SWAT…or you’re not.” Tagline from the S.W.A.T. movie trailer with Colin Farrell. Well, DUH. I didn’t realize this, but I’m officially a baby boomer. I thought baby boomers were babies born at the end of WWII, that is, those born in the 40’s...

If it’s true what galestorm said earlier, that you’re going to spend the new year doing what you did the first day of it, I’ve got a fairly boring year coming up. But it involved sleeping in and getting things done, so it won’t be all bad. Things Karin has used as attempts to get up in the last hour, after being put in bed and told to stay there: I’m hungry, I’m bored, I’m not comfortable, I’m thirsty, I have to pee, I need a comfort rag, I want my bappas, I don’t want to be alone, I can’t...

The temperature dropped drastically yesterday and we went out at midnight to a crystal clear, frosty night with fireworks already crackling around us. We walked up around the corner to the open field and set off our own fireworks while watching the light show. Angie’s little boy Alex is terrified of fireworks and, forced to come with us, he had Anders’ ear protectors over his hat and his eyes screwed tightly shut for the entire half hour we were outside. Karin had a blast being in charge of the fireworks and choosing which rockets to give her daddy to light....