Scream for me!

In space, nobody can hear you scream. In cyberspace anyone can hear you scream, and when they do they'll tweet about it. They'll blog about it. They'll discuss it on Facebook.

Because that's the reality and the beauty of the internet - it's part of the public space, part of reality.

Tender and election

The Swedish election is coming up, and things go crazy. As they always do at times like this, yet this time is different. I can't really put my finger on why, but there's something there.

And for some unknown reason this song is on repeat in my head:

In class

Don't

Ok?

Just - don't do this, don't go down this road, don't pick this fight, don't try.

There's no way you can win, there are many ways you can lose. None of them very pleasant. Some of them rather painful. For you.

So, just don't.

Ok?

Unlearning.

To have knowledge of certain things means one suddenly has a responsibility one didn't have before one had that knowledge. Sometimes that's a good thing, sometimes it just is. But sometimes one would be so happy if one could unlearn those certain things again.

But that is impossible.

*sighs*

Motor Mania

Becoming Mr. Wheeler can cause unmentionable grief and sorrow. Please be careful and remain Mr. Walker even while driving. It saves lives.

How do they ever get anything done?

Yesterday I was at a conferece at a school not far from my work. A very nice conference, very interesting things were said and talked about, lots of inspiration floated through the air.

But one thing kept distracting me. Just look at the view! See the sea, and (if you squint and use a lot of imagination and try to look through the fog) the island out there. Boats kept passing, and my mind kept getting on board. I can't imagine how they can work here, day after day, and actually get things done?


Still, a very interesting day.

(No, there were not UFOs flying around out there, those are the lamps of the room reflecting in the window. I took the picture through the window since I couldn't figure out how to get outside without wandering around half lost, and the breaks were too brief for adventures like that)

Surprise surprise

Quite unexpectedly they did come to visit after all, not all of them but two thirds, and we had a lovely night with games, fun and laughter.

Some surprises I really do like.

Once upon a time

Once upon a time there were stories. The stories carried the wisdom and knowledge of generations into the future, they allowed the young to learn from the mistakes and experience of the elders, and also allowed the young to pick up and carry on without having to learn everything from the beginning. The elders felt their responsibility to pass things on, to give to the young ones, and they honored this responsibility.

It's a pretty good idea, this sharing of knowledge and wisdom, isn't it?

Demon's Lament

So

Here he is

All the way up here

looking down

Right where he wanted to be

Then

When he was down there

Down there in the pit

with the other poor devils

They're still down there

many of them

most of them

But he's up here

They're looking up

No doubt

wishing they were up here

Up here

Where they too wanted to be

Where they've never been

Where they'll never be

Up here

Where he is

Little do they know

just as he did then

that up here

Is still in hell

This is so not ok

Two days on the sofa, again. What's up with this? I was sick last week, that's enough, that more than covers my share for this year.

Heading home

450 km on train, 7 insanely intense hours at the university. Another 450 km on train. That makes 900 km in one day.

Yep, so worth it. Will sleep in my own bed tonight. This was so much better than two days there, thought the day has been full and my head feels like things will start falling out of it any moment.

Admits defeat

No matter how I turn I do not seem to be able to fit Pavlov's cat into the paper on didactics. A pity, it would have lifted things to a new level!

Oh well, here it is, at least. Pavlov's cats, even more interesting than the dogs:

An unexpected gift

One of the players gave me a lovely and unexpected gift last night, it made me so happy! Just look at it, aren't they lovely?

These dice I will use as GM, I'm not sure I'll use them as player. I might, but have not decided yet. They feel very Special, you see, but we'll see!

Thank you dear player, you made me very happy! Also, thank's to the photographer!

Neiter dead nor dying

but far from well. Cats seem to think I need constant watching, they are taking turns treating me with constant purring while the other one sits and looks Very Serious and stares at me. It's very nice, actually, though it makes me slightly worried. They are cats. No, they are Cats, thus Know Things.

The Perfect Soundtrack

I am drudging through a very blue and very boring book. I need to read it, then I need to write about it, and to top it off I need to talk about it in a S-e-r-i-o-u-s way.

The subject, the importance of context in learning, is dead important and very interesting, but for some reason I am not allowed to focus on THAT but must focus on what this tedious book has to say about it.

So I opened Youtube to find something to cheer me up, and this is what they suggested:



Well done, Youtube, this could be the Perfect Soundtrack to this book!

About the need of a boat, I think.

It's been raining for two days. The snow is not so much melting away as it is collapsing like an unfortunate soufflé. Most likely there'll be a grand flood this year, houses will float away, roads fall apart, the face of the landscape will change.

Nature does things like that every now and then. She has her reasons.

Serj Tankian

I like his way of performing, and I do like his lyrics.

Thank you!

Someone said something unbelievably beautiful about me the other night.

I think you were born to be a beginning, not a continuance

Wow.

It may be so, it may be why there are no roots. To see it phrased so beautifully turned it into something poetic, and slightly amazing.

Thank you!

Headaches and ghosts

Woke up with a headache this morning. To ease it I'm burning a little incense, sage works well for headaches of this kind, the kind that comes from being tense and a bit stressed out.

But it's also said that this kind of incense will drive ghosts out. Now, mind you, I have never seen a ghost in my life. I'm not even sure there are such things as ghost, but there are more things and phenomena between the sun and the moon than we'll ever know so I guess there's a chance they do exist in some form.

So while my headache lifts and dissolves in the smoke, I also feel a little sad for any ghosts disappearing the same way.

I'm sorry, possible ghost. You've been a great guest. Fare well!