Last Night In Sweden
The fence is still holding, more or less.
12/2 2017
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What would happen if you quadrupled mc?
13/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. Say pump it up!
13/2 2017
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Good goat times today. Still freezig, but only just. The snow slowly receding. Alice was just about to let the goats out when I got there. For some hay in the snow. My fence fix was still up. But unfortunately the horses realised they could get past it. First Luna. Then Sille. Then Perle, who need a bit of a jump but made it over. Black Beauty was the only one who couldn’t get past it. Oh dear. Later on they went back the other way. I had to guide Perle a little with her reins. But I think the goats were relieved to have them out again. And I rebuilt the fence. Again. This time with enough obstructions to keep the horses out. Assuming it holds. We’ll see. If at first you don’t succeed, have some pizza.
13/2 2017
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Snow what I mean? and other puns.
13/2 2017
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about:pizza
13/2 2017
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Here’s Sille finishing off the last of the goats’ hay.
And in the background? Basil Fawlty voice: Call that a fence?!
13/2 2017
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My next profile pic will be me posing with the nuclear launch codes. Just have to decide whch of the goats should be eating the piece of paper with the codes on them.
13/2 2017
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My eyes can’t eye anymore. Off to dreamland. While the body battery is recharged hopefully my subconscious will be ready with my stories.
13/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. A part of us all. A part of us all.
14/2 2017
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Dream report:
I went time traveling with George Lucas.
Lots of other stuff happened. But. I thik the fact that I went time traveling with George Lucas means I have already won the dream race.
14/2 2017
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He’s bitter and twisted
He knows what he wants
He wants to be loved and he wants to belong
He wants us to listen, he wants us to weep
And he was a stupid baby who turned into a powerful freak
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He’s a dangerous bigot, but we always forget
And he’s just like his daddy because he cheats on his friends
And he steals and he bullies anyway that he can
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(On my exercise mix today this was randomly followed by It’s The End Of The World As We Know It by REM. But I mean, it could be about anyone and anything don’t ask me)
14/2 2017
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A treat for Valentines.
14/2 2017
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Happy Valentines, Facebookerinos. Hope you have good valentimes. I have a hot date with pizza leftovers. Don’t wait up.
14/2 2017
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Off to see what dreams may bring. I am packing a heavy lunch and a light breeze. Thank you for all the valentime wishes. I feel loved, and fat. But that’s okay. Exercise is going according to plan. Working progress.
14/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.
15/2 2017
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Dream report:
Lots of fascinating and emotional stuff. Which is why I got out of bed so late. Funniest thing? A thing with the Supreme Court turning into a TV show. I can only assume it was inspired by the People’s Court thing from snl. But it was like a serious SCOTUS reality show. Weird. I’m not real strong on the SCOTUS, but I don’t think any of the judges in my dream were actual real scotussers.
In another of my dreams Catherine Bell was my mother. So. There’s that.
15/2 2017
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I’m so glad they sell feelings as TV dinners now.
15/2 2017
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That thing when there’s a typo in your expensive music video.
That said, if you’re an animal activist or you just like Moby give it a spin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLG3casce7U
I really like the new record. He can be dead annoying on twitter, but I forgive him because I agree with his messages.
15/2017
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Oh here’s something I forgot to mention. I’ve seen A38 shake a couple of times, to get snow or rain off her back. But she’s hasn’t made that funny sound again. Remember that funny noise she made while shaking? I thought maybe that was just a noise she made every time she shook. But no. I guess it was a one time thing.
15/2 2017
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goatlog
15/2 2017
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Knowing how much of a trendsetter I am, I expect next winter’s big look will be “Chemical handwarmers sticking out of your scarf”. I know Lady Gaga is trying to steal my thunder, but I wore it better!
15/2 2017
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I have decided to withdraw my nomination as Director of Photography on Gigli 2: The Legend of Curly’s Coal. At this time I have no further comments, please respect my privacy.
16/2 2017
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Well, I for one am glad that I spent a couple of hours trying to find a way to embiggen youtube titles on the subscription page with CSS instead of sleeping tonight. And all the little mice who are performing a Shakespeare play on my bed agree. I know this because they wrote it on the etch-a-sketch we use to communicate with eachother. With.
16/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. The typing fingers announce it automatically, as if channeling something that is not spoken
16/2 2017
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Good goat times today. The temperatures are up a notch, around 5C/40F. So that helps. Grey with a little drizzle every now and then. Most of the snow is gone, but there are still patches here and there.
Alice was just feeding the animals as I arrived. I had a nice chat with her. We talked about the old playground. It looks like I might be getting my old bench back! And the little red house. Oh it would be perfect for A38 when it rains and she’s too scared to go inside with the big girls. How cute would it be to see that little pygmy goat in a pygmy house? And maybe we can get some of the wooden blocks too. I really hope so. Those are things I have missed. A good place for me to sit, that cute house and stuff for them to jump around on. Hooves crossed. They’ve basically told her that she can take whatever she wants from the old place. I think they might be tearing everything down there. I also learned that Dennis is not longer working there. And Nina, who some of you might remember, is stopping. I think there will pretty much be no one I know left. And no animals. Everything changes. But I’d be happy if we could get that stuff for the new place.
It’s also still the plan to build a new house for the goats. In the pen. I hope they can get a little more space. Sounds like the horses are going away for the summer vacation, and then there will be some building and redesigning going on. It’s nice to be at a place that has ressources and priorities to get things done.
Hopefully it will all come to fruition and be good.
16/2 2017
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Hey look, I finally fixed the fence properly and the job is up to my usual high stan.. okay Alice did it.
16/2 2017
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My desire to be part of the real world is dwindling, but this pizza helps.
16/2 2017
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I wonder if this will be the last snow of the season. Well, probably not. But just gotta make it to srping. Sir Ping of Camselot.
16/2 2017
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Too tired to go on. Must… rest. You guys keep going, I’ll catch up to you later. *smash cut to frozen Lasse statue*
Off to dreamwalk.
16/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. Don’t stop believing.
17/2 2017
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Dream report:
Wow.
The end.
Okay, little more. Just wonderfulness. It doesn’t make much sense to try to describe it all. Other than the part where I was looking in the supermarket for A38, the breakfast product that our little Yogi goat was named after. Haha. Also one part I became aware I was dreaming and I tried to wake myself up so I screamed and screamed and then I woke up. Only later did I realise that I had woken into another dream. Dreams inside dreams. I love it. Lot of other fascinating and personal stuff. I know I go on and on about it. But I love dreaming. And I really think it’s like a dangerous drug. If it wasn’t for the goats I’d just want to stay in bed 24/7 and dream and not actually do anything. It’s addictive. The dreamworld is beautiful and magic. The real world is ugly and hateful, ruled by greed and lies. In the real world I can barely see, I can barely be around people without feeling great anxiety, I can barely do anything. In the dreamworld I can do everything. Even when it’s dark and scary it’s still exhilarating. I just want to go back to there.
See, totally the ravings of a crazy addict.
17/2 2017
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It’s funny how Mia and Mio look white as snow, until you actually see them in the snow. Then you can tell that they aren’t actually _that_ pure.
17/2 2017
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Hvad hjertet er fugl af.
17/2 2017
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goatlog
17/2 2017
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Can’t wait to see the Lords of Dance show my neighbours will be putting on. Sounds like they’ve been practicing for years.
17/2 2017
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The failing bathoom scales are spreading FAKE NEWS. Sad!
18/2 2017
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My bathroom scales are body shaming me. We have to put an end to all this cyber bullying!
18/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. Hustle hustle etc.
18/2 2017
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I exercised so hard. The hardest. From where I was sitting it looked like I had biked for millions of miles. The biggest amount of miles for any exercise. Everyone was so impressed. This is what someone told me.
18/2 2017
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Mio + horse company = me + human company. Just waiting for an opportunity to get the heck out of Dodge. And preferably keep going until there’s a fence between us.
18/2 2017
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What’s the difference between Trump Tower and Fawlty Towers?
Fawlty Towers employed a foreigner.
NAILED IT. Political satire at its finest.
18/2 2017
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8:01 pm. I’m very tired. So I’m going to call it quits for the real world today. Early to bed to get a fix of the dreamspice. Please don’t envy my action packed lifestyle. Most people wouldn’t be able to handle such excitement.
18/2 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.
19/2 2017
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Last night as I was going to bed I came up with a joke about The Winter Shawshank prison, referencing of course the so called Winter White House. But now I can’t remember the part that was supposed to make it funny. So. Make up your own punchline, please.
19/2 2017
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It’s getting muddy in herre.
19/2 2017
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I have to be honest, I’m still a little rattled about what happened last night in Sweden. They’re our good neighbours and I still have a hard time believing this. When I close my eyes I can still hear the explosions in the distance. Sad.
#NeverRemember
19/2 2017
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STOP THE PRESS. Is it stopped? Okay. I have just been informed that Bates Motel is back tomorrow. This changes everything. Final season. Okay, you can start the presses again.
19/2 2017
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I think instead of starting each day saying “Today will be a good day” I’ll start each day saying “I can’t believe what happened last night in Sweden” and then post some crazy link.
Or a series of videos that starts out with a sign saying “Last night in Sweden” and then cuts to random, crazy movie scenes. Like the bridge exploding in True Lies.
Well, back to work on my screenplay Last Night In Sweden, in which we follow the lives of 5 strangers in Sweden on the night before the Earth is scheduled to be destroyed by an incoming asteroid.
19/2 2017
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Okay, okay. I’ll tell you how I got this tattoo of a praying mantis on my forehead. So, last night in Sweden…
19/2 2017
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It’s…
19/2 2017
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Marty: You’re not going to believe this, but we gotta go back to last night in Sweden!
Doc: I don’t believe it!
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A short scene from my new feature film Back To The Last Night In Sweden.
Okay, now I’m getting tired of it.
19/2 2017
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Haha. I posted my John Cleese viking picture on twitter. And now someone has tweeted it at Trump. So if you never see me again, just assume the Secret Service has come to pick me up.
OKAY SPILL THE BEANS WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT IN SWEDEN?!
19/2 2017
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End of Facebook, go go goat photos.
That’s all for this week, see you in the next one.