The Returned
May 12th, 2019Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.
6/5 2019
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Had a bunch of nice dreams last night. Most amusing was probably a prequel series of Fawlty Towers, where Basil meets a young Manuel. I have no idea where that came from. Anyway, now that they have all that cgi-deaging technology, maybe we could get Cleese on board..
Another dream featured my old computer. My first PC. That computer often appears in my dreams, just like a lot of my old classmates from back then. After I left school I had a lot of years where I did not do so much or meet so many new people. I think that’s why people and things from before then are so frequent in my dreams. They made the lasting impressions and there was not much else to replace them.
Anyway. I went on MSN in the dream. Remember MSN Messenger? Is that still a thing? I guess it’s Skype now. But I do miss that. AIM and MSN. The friendships there. After a long time alone I eventually go The Interwebs and started meeting new people. Online. I miss the deep, visceral connections of that time. Not to know Facebook, but it’s a lot more superficial mostly. Memes and politics and things shared from pages. We may use real names (mostly) now, but it often feels less real than the usernames on diaryland and liverjournal, the away messages on AIM, the chat names on MSN. It was deep and intimimate and personal and real. I’m almost tempted to load up MSN and see if there’s anyone online on my buddy list. Haha. Of course, I couldn’t really do that today. Things have changed, I have changed. If you’re one of the few who communicate with me on Facebook Messenger you know. I can take literally days to respond and I very rearely get into real real-time conversations. Thins are different. I do appreciate what Facebook has given me. I love that there are people from Germany who take time to stop by and are super excited to meet some goats because I have posted about them on Facebook. That I am able to spread some positivity to others. There’s a kind of magic in that. Back in the msn days I don’t think I was a very positive person. I was holding on to a lot of bitterness and sadness. That’s still a part of me, but the help of goats and good people here have brought me to another place. A lot of things are better now than they were back then. But it’s so easy to look back and cherrypick, remember the great things and not think about the bad. Even though there are things, and people, I miss. I wouldn’t want to go back. If only I could tiem travel and… wait, this got off topic. How unusual for me..
6/5 2019
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Milo is chill as goat
6/5 2019
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‘A flower’s still a slower crushd to dust inside my hand’
6/5 2019
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Tempted to start leaving Starbucks cups in my goat videos and see if I go viral
6/5 2019
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Lol, we’re ruining the planet and killing all the animals, get it?
Don’t worry, as long as the coal and steel factories keep going, I’m sure the stable geniuses are hard at work saving … everything. Oh to be a polar bear and shot during hibernation so you don’t have to worry about the future.
Cue blond, white fratboy posing for a selfie with a dead world.
Thanks for putting a guy who thinks climate xhange is a Chinese hoax in charge of the biggest superpower in the world, love you mean it.
link: bbc article
6/5 2019
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Sassy ain’t got time for that
6/5 2019
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Man, I was skeptical about them making a second season of Barry, but I am loving season 2. And the last two episodes have been stellar. Especially the crazy kung fu kid. Bill Hader, mmm *kisses fingertips*
7/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Yogi Day everyone.
7/5 2019
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Good goat times today. The weather was a bit erratic. We’ve had a cold spell, but it’s starting to warm up again. Today we got some sun. And some rain. And some hail. After being out in the greens I was just taking the goats back home when it started dripping. Okay, let’s run home then! I’m glad we did because the next thing there was a powerful hailstorm. Glad we didn’t get caught out in that. It didn’t last too long, and then the sun came back.
We had good times out in the greens. I took the goats exploring again. This time we made it past the gateway to the forbidden zone and to the grass and sand parts beyond, along the horse field. I think the newbies have seen all of the playground grounds now. Apart from the forbidden zone. We did not go there. I caught Mia starting up there a couple of times. I know i’m projecting, but I could almost imagine she was looking up there, wondering if grandma was there. Grandma always tried her best to get up there when she got the chance. More likely Mia just spotted something moving, or was remembering how we went up there last year and wondering if she could make it there now. Plenty of greens in our zones now, though.
There were kindergarteners visiing too, so they all mixed together and everyone had fun. There was one little girl who came over to me. She couldn’t quite say anything, I’m not sure if it was because she was so young or because she was an immigrant/refugee child. But she literally poked me in the nose and said something like “why that?”. I think it was my sunglasses she was interested in.
Mia put on a good show at the sand horse riding arena. One of her finest performances ever. Kicking up her heels and sprinting around. So much fun. She’s like a sun with five little planets orbiting aorund her.
7/5 2019
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They made something new since the last time we were out at these parts. They put up some poles and walking beams and netting. The goats weren’t terribly interested in it. The green grass below held more allure.
7/5 2019
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Mia, staring up at the forbidden zone beyond the trees.
7/5 2019
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Hiding from the hail
7/5 2019
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Well I am shutting it down for today. Got a train ticket to a dream trip. Catch me if you can.
7/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.
8/5 2019
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goatlog
8/5 2019
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Last night I dreamt that god communicated to me through blinking lights in the ceiling and that he gave me magic powers to control the flow of time.
8/5 2019
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Nuller playing on the new playset.
8/5 2019
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The Wonderfuld & The Horrible
9/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Vanilje from 2009.
9/5 2019
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A heartbeat law from people who have no hearts. No reason to be scared of mysterious, foreign religions when you have Christianity in government.
9/5 2019
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Have a couple of goats instead
9/5 2019
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Sure all men are created equal,
here’s the church, here’s the steeple
9/5 2019
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Well I have had enough of the world for today. I’m going turn it off and maybe turn it back on again tomorrow. We’ll see.
9/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Have a Fuzzy Friday everyone. Here is the Lord Fuzzler de Fuzzay from 2016.
10/5 2019
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Last night I dreamt that I was answering mail for Keiko. All sort of packages full of junk and strange cards and cutouts and letters. Need a secretay, Keiko?
10/5 2019
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Can’t believe we all showed up to the goat party wearing the same thing!
10/5 2019
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Look what I got myself. A mini oven. Fun fact, I’ve been living without an oven for… 5 years or more. I don’t really cook actual meals. If I’m depressed I order junk food, otherwise I eat a lot of cucumber and tomatoa and fruit, sometimes bread with cheese. The only actual cooking I do is boiling eggs or mashed potatoes from power or rice. I’m like the Gordon Ramsey of not being Gordon Ramsay.
Got it mostly to warm bread. With cheese. I have to be a little careful. Having easy access to melted cheese could be a problem. We’ll see how it goes. But it’ll be nice to be able to warm up a baguette or a bun. I like nice buns, I cannot lie.
10/5 2019
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I wonder if people like that would get convicted of conspiracy to commit murder too? Nah, I’m sure there are exemptions for Rick Old White Men. And Presidents. I’ll freely give my soul to the devil if Donald Trump has never had a mistress have a abortion. Don’t tell me a guy who is known to cheat on pregnant/nursing wives wouldn’t do that etcetera and on and on. It’s fucking amazing how religion is still used to control the ignorant masses. What are you going to tell Jesus when he asks you about the 11 year old rape victim force to have a child, about questioning women who have miscarriages as if they were murder suspects. Fucking hell. I’d tear my hair out if I had any. What an ugly world.
link: misstress abortion article
10/5 2019
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Think goat thoughts
10/5 2019
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One of these days, one of these days
10/5 2019
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I mean, it’s no coincidence that god is classically depicted as a rich, old white man. Okay, we can’t see that he’s rich. But we can infer it, what with all the peasants paying for absolution. Why is god pictured as a white man when his son was middle eastern? It’s so blatantly obvious that religion has always been about control. You think god gives a fuck about how much sex you have and with who? You’re ok with 50% of all the sacred marriages failing bu you still think people shouldn’t have sex before marriage? As long as it’s consentual why would god give a fuck how many people you fuck, gay straight or otherwise? What’s it to him? Do you think he cares if you say fuck and shit? If you’re a good person who gives a shit if you talk like a sailor. It’s just about control. The old priests controling the alter boys, controlling the women, controlling the peasants. The slave owners keeping the blacks from voting, keeping the mexicans away from the borders so the all-white power system says in place. Preaching good samaritan stories but wanting to check people’s citizenship before you decide if they deserve help in the hurricane. Keeping your daughters from being sluts, proud of your sons for being studs. Fucking pornstars when your second hot young eastern european wife is in labour. Swearing on bibles you’ve never read. Chatting to smiling Putin about the report that concluded Russia interfered with your election. Oh it’s all so dumb. Maybe they’d be ok with abortions if they were performed with AR-15s. Is it conspiracy to commit school shooting when you fucking peddle semi-automatic guns to everyone and their neighbour?
Ok I’ll shut up. Don’t want to be struck down by lightning for saying the F world while the leader of the free world jokes about shooting immigrants at the border.
10/5 2019
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If it makes you feel any better, I am also repressed. By myself.
10/5 2019
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Hey, lookit them goats. How about them goats? Goats goats goats, amiright?
10/5 2019
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i am the prophet of diarrhea I sing the psalms of flatulence, the divine prayer of feces in skidmarked robes. Follow me to the great bathroom beyond, where even the biggest turd is welcome. Glory to the great father of shits and giggles.
10/5 2019
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I think Nuller wants a vacation
11/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s baby Peanut from 2015.
11/5 2019
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Good goat times today. The return visit of our German friend Gabi and her daughters. Considerably less scary this time, since I knew what to expect. And they love the goats so much that I knew I didn’t have to be afraid of being the center of attention. The goats happily accepted their roles in the center of the spotlight. It was a good time. Lots of treats and cuddles for the goats. Some for uncle Lasse too. They brought chocolate chip cookies for me. And Gabi even slipped me money for a pizza! Haha. You shouldn’t have, Gabi! I told them last time that they shouldn’t bring pizza. I’m so picky about my pizza that if you bring me random pizza there’s a good chance I won’t be able to eat it. So she handed me a money instead. I was so surpirsed that I just took it and put it in my pocket. I should have refused it. But ok. Next pizza is dedicated to you, Gabi!
There were other people around too. We encountered a couple who were also German. What are the odds. From what I could understand of the conversatio they live in Denmark now. Other parents with little kids as well. Lots of commotion and happy people. We went over to see the horses too, while the goats grazed. It was a good time in the sun, hopefully our visitors agree. Thank you for loving on the goats so much. It makes me happy that I’ve been able to share them with the world in such a way that people care so much about them. Auf Wiedersehen till the next time!
11/5 2019
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Fun at the goat park! Gabi and her two daughters getting mauled by the goats. On the right it’s a woman who joined us for a while with her boy, I think his name was Milan. At one point I had to translate as Gabi wanted to know how old the boy was, but the mother didn’t understand English or German. So I had to ask her in Danish and then translate to Gabi. I think he was 3. He was having fun with the goats too. I think at point he was trying to get on one of the littles and his momma had to tell him “no, they’re not horsies!”.
11/5 2019
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As always, Nuller is a big hit with the ladies. Those fluffy pantaloons are irresistible.
11/5 2019
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My mouth is the infinity gauntlet, it makes 50% of the world’s food disappear
11/5 2019
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If you bring treats, the goats will love you.
11/5 2019
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Gabi saying hi to the horsies. They didn’t get to meet them the first time they visited, so this was a first.
11/5 2019
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Alrighty then. I am shutting it down for today. This humaning stuff is exhausting. I dno’t know how you people do it on the daily. Respekkt.
Doesn’t help that I have been kind of stressed and depressed and filled with dark thoughts of the world lately. I’m going to dream of a better place. Maybe we are all living in the dream of some alien superbeing. Maybe there are lifeforms living in my dreams. It’s my duty to give them a beautiful world, a better world. I will do my best.
11/5 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.
12/5 2019
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Rest in peace Peggy Lipton. Keep serving that damn fine cherry pie in heaven.
12/5 2019
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Ok this deserves a post of its own. Not a lot of happy endings on Twin Peaks.
Another peaker gone too soon.
12/5 2019
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goatlog
12/5 2019
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Happy Mother’s day everyone. Getting to watch my Facebookfriendmothers and their amazing kids is one of the big upsides of socialmedia
12/5 2019
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Here is the video from yesterday’s fun with Gabi and her daughters.
link: visit video
12/5 2019
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I wish I could save the world. Lay my hands on it and stop the flow, of time and tears and everything grows, fear and anger and hate. distribute the wealth and tear down the walls and clean the coal and live in a cottage in the woods and let the wolf in when he knocks on the door so we can howl at the moon together. I wish I could stop, time and war and time again, I wish I could be what everyone sees, I wish I could paint myself real and cut the strings. I wish I could find a way to be at peace with myself, a path that doesn’t take me where I want to go. I wish I could be here so you could be with me
12/5 2019
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That’s all for now.
