Today will be a good day. You don’t have to complete the journey todfay, you just have to take some good steps.
20/3 2017
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Facebook has started giving me the memories thing. Lots of sighs. One year today.
link: Fuzzy & Palle photo
20/3 2017
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Good goat times today. Spring is a little on hold, though. Mostly grey and a little cooler than last week’s outings. But at least it’s not freezing. Got some good cuddles in with the 3 goatsketeers. And delivered water to the horses. Their big tub doesn’t get filled until a little later in the day, so if they come up to the fence I’ll take the goats’ water bucket and hold it out for the horsies to drink. I can go fill that water pretty easily. So that way everyone wins. Except of course tor the minute I’m out of sight while refilling the bucket. That’s always accompanied by loud complaints from the peanut gallery.
20/3 2017
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I told myself I wasn’t going to order pizza today. And now my pants are on fire. Are you happy now, is this what you wanted?! DON’T LOOK AT ME!
20/3 2017
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Everyone’s favourite goat and horse duo, A38 and Black Beauty.

20/3 2017
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Happy Spring eggnog!
20/3 2017
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Time travels for no man. I am the ghost of pizza past. I am become sneeze. I am affordable gesundheitcare. Eye am sick. Follow the yellow brick road to a heart attack and a brain tumor and nothing but fear itself. I am fire and ice, ice baby. I an random function of the multiplier. I have no mouth and I must dream. I walk alone with you, I lost the thread. in a stack of needles, and pinheads, skinheads, dobermans and lynch mobs. lunch meat pond scum. I think I need a drinking problem. I’m going to go hide my head in the sand. Wake me up come armageddon.
20/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. We can do that.
21/3 2017
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I had a wonderful dream. It was a school reunion I think. Or maybe just a school party, back in time. In any case. For some reason Kristen Bell was there and was talking to me and seemed to know me and care bout me. And she complimented me and tried to make me feel good about myself in a way that I rarely do. It was almost like she was a surrogate for my Facebookerinos. She was also very pretty and being near her was a little magical. And then also for another some reason Carrie Fisher was there. Yes, I love dream magic. She was very sick, though. Very, very poor health. Like, close to death. I was sitting at another table but when I got the chance I went over and sat across for her just to be near her a little. And I got to say some personal things to her and kiss her hand before she left.
I just want to go back to that world and live there. Why do I have to spend time in this reality full of coldness and greed and blindness and anxiety and war and pain and loneliness and no Carrie Fisher.
21/3 2017
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I reject your reality and substitute leftover pizza.
21/3 2017
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The goat pose.

21/3 2017
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Heading to bed. Also arming to bed, toeing to bed, necking to bed, legging to bed, footing to bed. And also the bits I can’t mention on Facebook. Hopefully I’ll be able to put myself back together again tomorrow. I’ll thank you not to stare at the thumb in my forehead.
21/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

22/3 2017
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goatlog

22/3 2017
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Where’s the off button on this thing
22/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. sSteer yourself in the right direction.
23/3 2017
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Good goat times today. A beautiful day with lots of sun. I think we may have reached the magic 10C/50F. I can feel that change from struggling to stay as long as possible with the goats in the cold, to the struggle of getting myself to leave because I just want to sit longer in the sun with them.
Brought a couple of carrots that I handed to Black Beauty and Sille. Mia tried to get in on the action too, but then when I let her sniff at them she deigned not up to her high standards. And then changed her mind again when I went back to giving them to the horses. And then changed her mind again when I let her sniff at them again. “I Mean, yeah I don’t WANT them, but that doesn’t mean I want you to give them to someone else!”.Oh dear.
We had some sweet visitors too. A little girl came up to the fence and called out to me, asking if she could come into the pen. I told her she’d have to get permission, but I went over to her and got Mia and Mio to follow me so she could pet them through the fence. Actually she was hanging over the fence, practically falling over. She told me she was a triplet. One of them was in school, but she and her brother, I think, had some kind of health issues so they’d accompanied their mother who was visiting our place to check on one of the horses. The girl told me that it was her birthday soon, and then counted off the days until then. I asked her how old she’d be, but she couldn’t remember. Oh well. Haha. She asked about the goats and we talked a little. Then her brother came over and said hi. And the girl asked me “what was that one’s name?” and I said “Mio” and she said to her brother, who was standing right next to us “that one is called Mio”. And we repeated that for the two other goats. Eventually their mother came over, and we let them come into the pen so they could spend a little proper time with the goats. Sweet and fun. As they left their mother thanked me and wished me a nice day. And then the girl thanked me and wished me a nice day. It’s always nice when you can help kids have a good experience with the goats.
23/3 2017
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It’s a beautiful day in the neighbourhood.

23/3 2017
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On my way home from the goats today I got a phone call. I can’t see my phone screen when I’m outside in the sun, so I figured I’d better just answer it. An English speaking person speaking in a pretty thick African-like accent started talking. He asked how I was and started saying something about being from a newspaper. Eh, scammer. I checked my call history and I’ve had calls from that number like 5 times the last year. It was probably them last I got asked to answer a survey thing, did I mention that? Anyway. Hung up. Obvious scam is obvious. But the amusing part was when he tried to say my name. You know the Monty Python sketch? “No no no, it’s pronounced Raymond Luxury Yacht, but it’s spelled Throatwobbler Mangrove”. It reminded me of that. “Yes I’m looking for a Mr Lasse.. Linno…Thumbtwiddler Filet-Mignon”. I didn’t realise my surname was so complicated, he really did a number on it. I wish I had recorded the conversation so I could type out exactly what he said. It wasn’t even close. It didn’t even contain any Henrik at all.
23/3 2017
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Time to filibuster reality and wake up into a dream. Somewhere I matter where there’s no matter. Mad as a hatter.
23/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. There will always be good days.
24/3 2017
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all matter lives

24/3 2017
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Whenever I stumble onto Columbo on the televisual engine I always have a hard time tearing myself away. There’s just something about it that captivates me. I can’t think of any other televisual programmables of that age that holds the same fascination for me. Also I am a ghost and everything is grey.
24/3 2017
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Shoutout thankyous to CarolAnn Ellis and Deborah Ladd for wonderful birthday cards! Thanks for giving me a smile!
I also got a package with saltines and peanuts from a friend of Mias page. Score!
24/3 2017
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Typical A38 pose in the background.

24/3 2017
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Wouldn’t it be funny if Han Solo’s real name turned out to be Han Skywalker? Maybe Leia ended up with her own brother after all.
Forgive me, princess.
24/3 2017
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If you don’t feel a deep need to shout out the woos in Bohemian Like You then I think you just failed the turing test.
24/3 2017
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All my life I worked so hard to become a lion tamer. Now that all the lions are tame, what am I supposed to do with myself?
25/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. Work through it.
25/3 2017
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If you aren’t Kung Fu fighting then you’re part of the problem.
Ima go exercise.. Hiiiiyah
25/3 2017
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Just want one thing, just to play the king. Where’s your crown, King Nothing?’
One from today’s exercise mix. Apropos nothing, naturally.

25/3 2017
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Where we’re from, the birds sing a pretty song and there’s always music in the air.

25/3 2017
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goatlog

25/3 2017
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This is an official statement certifying that I do not give consent to any of my personal information or public posts being used to train an army of cyborgs with artificial intelligence how to defeat the human race. Copy/paste if you agree that humans rock and cyborgs suck.
25/3 2017
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Brb, working on my soon to be self-published books of Twitter/Facebook statuses that I typed out but then deleted before posting. A truly astounding mix of the unfunny and the obscene. If you don’t offend anyone then you haven’t really offbegun.
Now to to consider whether I should post this or add it to the book…
25/3 2017
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I’m out for tonight. Tonight I’m going to lose an hour. I really should cut back on the hard drugs.
And by drugs I mean pizza. And tonight is daylight saving in Denmark. Let’s do the daylight safety dance. Somebody saaaaave me. I made this whole world shine for you. Took an age lighting all those candles.
25/3 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

26/3 2017
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Snorkelpuffs. That was tough. First time this year that I exercised two days in a row. With snowpants, shirt, plastic bag, two space heaters and some glorious sunshines from outside. Kicked my ash. But good result on the weight. It’s that payoff afterwards that makes it all worthwhile god I wish I had pizza.
26/3 2017
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Started listening to Norse Mythology today. I love listening to Neil Gaiman, definitely one of the cases were having the author read the book is a big bonus.
So far I’m greatly enjoying it. It takes me back to when I was a kid in school and we learned about the norsy mythology. That was a typo, but I’ll keep it in. The norsy mythology. I remember being fascinated by it at the time. Also by the whole idea of the ancient Danes believing in it. Hearing the thunder and thinking it was the gods. The gods and the giants and worms and wolves and snakes. There was also a Danish animation movie called Valhalla that was a really big deal back then. It was like a Disney class (more or less) movie and I remember being fascinated with that too. You didn’t get a lot of movies like that from Denmark. So I’m happy to re-acquaint myself with the myths, and hearing them from such a great storyteller. Gaiman always reminds me of how I used to want to be a writer.
26/3 2017
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Meet me at the water bucket, bring bananas.

26/3 2017
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goatlog

26/3 2017
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A digital camera where you have to shake the memory card like a polaroid picture to develop the photo.
26/3 2017
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End of Facebook, go go goat photos.

That’s all for this week, see you in the next one.

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