Falls Apart
I hope your today will be a good today. This is Mathilde. The mother of Magnethe. She was there at the beginning with Mads. When I met her she was afraid of humans. But slowly, with patience and treats, I befriended her. I still remember that time one of the playground workers said “she doesn’t trust anybody else like she trusts you”. That was one of the first times it dawned on me that this goat thing was.. maybe a thing for me. I had some worth after all.
30/10 2017
—
.
Good goat times today. Some much needed goat therapy, even though things didn’t exactly go as planned. It was a beautiful, sunny morning. But cold. We’re below 50F now. That’s when it starts to hurt my skin. But the sun kept shining so it got more pleasant, as long as I didn’t stay in the shade too long.
The goats were a little on edge already when I arrived. Fencework was in full swing, with men talking and machines making noise. Right outside their stable. They were inside, and quite concerned when I got there. Mia almost didn’t have time to give me a morning smooch. I had brought two pumpkins in order to do some Halloween celebration. But this failed completely. I don’t know if the pumpkins weren’t up to standard or if it was all the noise (machines in several directions and people working all over) but they didn’t want any of it all. Oh well. They also didn’t want tomatoes, and they’ve been turning down tomatoes a lot recently. Tomato season is almost over so maybe they just aren’t good enough. But I actually went shopping early this morning before heading to the goats, so the pumpkins and tomatoes were as fresh as I could get them. Maybe it’s just all the turmoil and changes.
They did enjoy their regular treats and some banana. And pumpkin seeds. I walked around with them and tried to find somewhere nice to be. But they were alarmed by the machines. And then some kind of plastic tarp was blowing in the wind and scared the bajeesus out of them. I had them on leashes but Mio pulled the stake right out of the ground and ran for the hills. Leaving Mia behind hollering after us as I went to retrieve grandma. Oh dear. Yes, it was a bit stressful for the poor goaties. But eventually we did find a nice, quiet place where there was even some grass that was good enough for grazing, and leaves on the trees. So that was pretty good. I think they forgave me for the times I laughed at them for being fraidycats. There was time for cuddles and smoohes and treats as well and Mia sitting down to relax both on a table and in the sand pit. A terribly frightening Halloween indeed. But I needed the goating.
30/10 2017
—
.
Yeah, that’s as close as we got to a Halloween photo this year. Oh well. Good thing I chose two small pumpkins. If I’d carried one of the large ones all the way to the playground for nothing I would have been a little peeved. But then maybe they would have liked a big one better.
Image may contain: outdoor
30/10 2017
—
.
Calibrating. I am sorry, but the query “How many ice creams have Lasse eaten today” could not be computed, as the subject just retrieved two further iced creams from the freezer. Please rephrase your question in the form of a taunt or humorous put-down.
30/10 2017
—
.
…Also, there is NO FARTING!
30/10 2017
—
.
Lots and lots of staring today. Staring at machines and people. And tarps blowing in the wind. And uncle’s treat pocket.
Oh yeah, and notice the blue sky. Lovely.
I think some of the workers got a good laugh out of seeing me walk around with them. I did hear one of them ask Alice “Is that one pregnant?!”. Although he may have been talking about me.
30/10 2017
—
.
Just a couple of kooks
30/10 2017
—
.
Wow, I’ve been subpoenaed. I have to appear in bed in 30 minutes to testify against the seven Dreamweb assassins. 20 year old Amiga references are still cool, right? I’m so hip. I’m gonna go get my crunk on and slap some Zs. See you later, alligators. In a while with a smile. Hopefully.
30/10 2017
—
.
I hope your today willl be a good today. Happy Yogi Day, guys.
31/10 2017
—
.
Happy Halloween. Any questions?
31/10 2017
—
.
I had many wonderful dreams last night. I had another snow dream. That’s like 4 or 5 in a month. Where I am surprised to see snow because it’s not winter yet.
I thought, this must be a dream. But then I went outside and it was too real. I told myself, this can’t be a dream.
I ended up telling myself I would just go with it. I would go shopping (for candy, of course) and take snow photos. If it was a dream I’d wake up eventually. If it wasn’t a dream then I’d have snow photos to post on Facebook.
So instead of snow photos you all get this thrilling post. Maybe when it starts snowing here I will start dreaming of sunshine.
31/10 2017
—
.
Wear a smile for Halloween
31/10 2017
—
.
Happy Halloween, witches.
Under my new tax reform I’ll be taking 25% of your candy. And I’m not compromising.
31/10 2017
—
.
Gotta light?
31/10 2017
—
.
Marked himself safe in the Halloween Ice Cream Massacre 2017.
1/11 2017
—
.
I hope your today will be a good today. Happy hump day, guys.
1/11 2017
—
.
[Twin Peaks: The Final Dossier downloading intensifies]
1/11 2017
—
.
Almost got it… Almost got it…
1/11 2017
—
.
It’s getting dark a little too early.
1/11 2017
—
.
If you love something, let it go. Unless it’s a goat. If it’s a goat then hold on to it.
1/11 2017
—
.
Cut cut cut! We’ll fix it in post. We’ll do it live. WE’LL DO IT LIVE.
1/11 2017
—
.
I’m going to go back to not talking about politics after this I swear. I just have some talking points. Stealing candy from kids. Compromising about slavery. The cut cut cut act. Bond007. Immediately issuing fake news demands for tightening immigration due to refugee terrorist attack that killed 8, while not even willing to discuss gun control after white guy shot 500 Americans.
But hey, get chummy with Duterte. That’ll make America great again. Maybe once everyone but Trump and family is indicted the swamp will finally be drained? And on and on and on. NFL players kneeling at the anthem are disrespecting the flag but Robert Lee was honourable for trying to end America? Meanwhile every old white man in Hollywood has apparently harrassed women. Kevin Spacey, Dustin Hoffman? Who’s next? Are there locker rooms on movie sets? Maybe it was just locker room talk.
Lemon, it’s Wednesday.
I get that you want your religion, your no abortions and your guns. But jesus christ if this isn’t the worst shitshow of incompetence and corruption and just utter stupidity. You’re going to need to build a lot of wall to keep out all the derisive laughter from the rest of the world. For people who believe in the devil you sure are easily seduced by him.
Feel free to block, unfriend, complain, curse etc. I’m just a liberal snowflake socialist dirty foreigner.
This world is making me sick and sad. I can’t fucking take it. And I know I shouldn’t look at the news, but I can’t close my eyes to it either. It’s not a fantasy spook that can’t hurt you if you don’t believe in it. It’s reality and it’s being flushed down the black hole drain.
1/11 2017
—
.
I just want to disappear. Out of reality. In dreams they can’t follow me.
1/11 2017
—
.
I hope your today will be a good today. This is Vanilje. She was one of Mathilde’s babies. So a younger sister of Magnethe. A sweet girl.
2/11 2017
—
.
Good goat times today. My safe place, my bubble. Cold and not too much sun, but goat company. There was a guy with a car parked outside the stables, he was working on some fence parts. The goats were mistrusting of him. It’s cute the way they slowly approach…and then run as fast as they can past him and then slow down when they’re at a safe distance. “They don’t like that there’s a stranger here, do they?” he laughed. To be fair, I feel the same way when I’m around humans. Get away as fast as possible. Good cuddles and treats and worries melting away for a little.
2/11 2017
—
.
The fences are almost done I think. And this gap must be for a gate to the goat pen.
Also, spot the Mio.
2/11 2017
—
.
By the way, I highly recommend Twin Peaks: The Final Dossier to any TP fan out there. It sheds some essential light on certain things from season 3.
2/11 2017
—
.
Mia and Mio keeping an eye on the stranger.
2/11 2017
—
.
When you need a shoulder to lean on.
2/11 2017
—
.
“So may I offer a suggestion: When a dark age comes, just as you would at night, hold the light inside you. Others, I can tell you, have already learned to do the same. In time, you will learn to recognize the light, in yourself and others. In this way you find each other. Together, you will make the light stronger. This truth I know as sure as the dawn: Dark yields to light, when the light is strong.”
I love the log lady. Has there been anything more devastating on TV than her last scene?
Now, I’m going to go sleep in the dark. Until the light comes back on.
2/11 2017
—
.
I hope your today will be a good today. No goat flashback today. Instead, here is Moomincat. My little friend who used to come visit me. One night he climbed through my window from out of nowhere.
3/11 2017
—
.
Wonderful dreams last night. I did drugs with Kramer from Seinfeld. I played Virtual Reality Gravity surfing with The Young Ones. And I had a new ending to Twin Peaks featuring Cooper, Bob and the little man from another place. I wish I had coherent memory of the last one, it was relevant to my interests.
3/11 2017
—
.
When the pizza guy apologises for being late and you say “oh it’s ok” but inside you’re going Gordon Ramsay on him.
3/11 2017
—
.
I love your face
3/11 2017
—
.
Well, that explains what’s going on with my notifications. Sometimes when I look at my dropdown list it literally reorders itself while I’m scrolling down. Which makes it really easy to miss notifications. Because i’ll think I have read all the notifications but in fact there are unseen ones further down, notifications that Facebook apparently thinks I’m not interested in.
I hate this age of the algorithm. Where websites think they’re the ones to decide what I’m interested in. And you know the real aim is to create a profile for advertising, so they can sell your data. Ugh. If I like ONE post from one of my goat groups then suddenly my newsfeed is full of group posts. Because obviously if I like ONE thing then that means I want ALL OF THAT THING AND NOTHING ELSE. I object to the idea of machines thinking they know what I’m thinking. Okay, I mean I am always thinking about pizza, goats or boobs. But that doesn’t mean that’s all i want. I mean, it is. But. I don’t want the machines to tell that to their advertising partners.
Rant over.
Now I’m going to get a newsfeed full of posts about rants, aren’t I?
link: independent.co,uk article
3/11 2017
—
.
Who’s going to go on the swing first?
3/11 2017
—
.
Together we will make the light stronger.
Also, spot the Mio.
3/11 2017
—
.
One of my favourite Danish bands. Although I like their earlier stuff better, said all the true fans of every band ever.
3/11 2017
—
.
I miss
link: Palle/Kamel video
3/11 2017
—
.
Ugh. Painful flashbacks to finding Palle. That’s the damn thing. So many funny, happy memories that make me smile. But there’s always the stinging pain lurking in the back of your mind. But I am so thankful for the time I had with him. I try not to play favourites with the goats because I love them all and they all have their own ‘thing’ that makes them special. But if I had to pick one, just one. It might be Palle.
4/11 2017
—
.
I hope your today will be a good today. Here is previously posted Vanilje in between her brothers Nougat and 3B from 2006.
4/11 2017
—
.
goatlog
4/11 2017
—
.
A rare sighting of humans in the goatworld.
4/11 2017
—
.
30 days pizza challenge. Eat 30 days’ worth of pizza in one day.
4/11 2017
—
.
Trying to keep a positive mind. Just gotta make sure the lid is properly secured so it doesn’t pop out and make a run for it.
4/11 2017
—
.
Fake news and alternative facts. Whatever bubbles, bubbles up. Lambs to the slaughter, meat on the table. Liar liar pants on fire. Burn it to the ground, we don’t need no holy water. Part the sea and salt the ground, water to wine and antibiotics for swine. I wonder when Christ comes back, will he be born again in the middle east? Better have a gate in your wall or he won’t be able to come back in and salute the flag. The zombie apocalypse has been called off due to lack of brains to eat. Where are you going, lemmings, and can I come too? Forever in debt to your pricelss advil.
4/11 2017
—
.
Wherever it may lead
4/11 2017
—
.
I hope your today will be a good today. Happy Funday, guys.
5/11 2017
—
.
I hope you all remembered to set your clocks back to 1930!
5/11 2017
—
.
We’ll be back to the pen soon, guys.
5/11 2017
—
.
Her colours linger
5/11 2017
—
.
Oh my god, I can’t believe Larry David joked about the holocaust. What an outrage. I will definitely sign the petition to have him deported. Now let’s get back to serious, dignified matters like discussing whether Trump is a sexual predator or Hillary is a murderer.
5/11 2017
—
.
Meowsy prowling.
5/11 2017
—
.
Well, guns don’t kill people. So I guess there were no mass shootings today.
I’m sorry, I know it’s too soon to talk about gun control and you shouldn’t politize it. You know, unless it’s a muslim.
Thoughts and prayers. You’d think prayers would have protected people in that church. Guess we gotta have armed priests too?
I do am sorry for being cynical, but this world is getting to me. It’s chipping away at me like a baby chicken trying to pick a hole in its eggshell. Maybe pounding my head against the desk will speed things up…
5/11 2017
—
.
Goat post to push the other one down
5/11 2017
—
.
and a goatlog
5/11 2017
—
.
End of Facebook, go go goat photos.
That’s all for this week.