The new X Box is called the Xbox One X? Okay. Can there be a Smashing Pumpkins edition called the Xbox One XYU?
11/6 2017
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Here’s an idea for a new show. Basically like a combination of Hotel Hell and Kitchen Nightmares in which Gordon Ramsay visits different Airbnb places to stay the night and have a homecooked meal. And criticizes the heck out of them.
I better start sweeping the floor, he’s coming over in a couple of hours. Hope he likes pot noodles.
12/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Grab it by the snorks and don’t let go.
12/6 2017
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Good goat times today. It rained overnight so there was a bid of mud about. Not too bad, though. And it stayed mostly dry while I was there. Bit of sunshine now and then too. Nothing too exciting happened today. Other than some visiting kids that said hello to the goats. And Mousy on the prowl outside. Other than that it was just relaxing with the girls. Not too bad.
And then I spent 3 weeks grocery budget on ice cream. Because I’m a responsible aadult and I have grownup ways of dealing with my emotions.
12/6 2017
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Don’t look at me like that, Mia. The mud isn’t THAt bad.

12/6 2017
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Oh by the way, in case you’re keeping score. Last night someone was shot in my neighbourhood. He’ll live. But. Yeah. Maybe that bulletproof vest is a good idea after all.
12/6 2017
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Current status: Coconut ice cream.
12/6 2017
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I’d watch an hour of Dougie Jones and Sonny Jim clapping the lights on and off. Just that. I’d watch it. All of it. An hour.
12/6 2017
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If you had a time machine would you go back and save Julius Caesar’s life?
12/6 2017
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Off to bed. Better luck tomorrow, players.
12/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. I kinda fell into a black hole again. But hey ho I’ve been there before. Now I’ll dig myself out with my gold plated shovel. Let’s go.
13/6 2017
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One for the Adam West fans.

13/6 2017
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Guess who

13/6 2017
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Last night I dreamt about a woman being pregnant with a lamb and the lamb was moving its head inside her tummy and it kinda looked like the facehugger trying to break out of John Hurt’s stomach and I’m never watching Twin Peaks right before going to bed again.
I kept waiting for Ike the Spike to come running into my apartment and start stabbing me.
13/6 2017
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Donald Trump blocked Stephen King on Twitter.
(I deleted the rest of this post, because nothing matters and it would either be preaching to the choir or FAKE NEWS).
13/6 2017
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Unfollowing reality and entering the dreamscape. Hopefully tonight’s adventures will be directed by Pee Wee Herman, not David Lynch.
13/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

14/6 2017
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I am grateful for

14/6 2017
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Update on my research about the meaning of life:
Coconut ice cream = amazing.
Mint/chocolate ice cream = I don’t like it.
I’m not a mint guy, I guess. I’m not mint. You know. I’m lucky there are no other meanings to that word.
14/6 2017
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Ooh. I’m excited by this. I can’t really play computer games anymore due to my eyesight, but I watched someone play through the entire game of Little Nightmares on youtube because it’s so fascinating. It’s beautiful and creepy and I feel like if David Lynch made a computer game it would probably be either this or a Dougie VR job simulator.
Anyway, I guess it will be a long long time before this shows up on the telly but I’ll look forward to it. And highly recommend checking out the game, for playing or watching. There’s a tie-in comic too that I wish I could read. Stupid eyes.
link: R-ussso brothers to adapt spooky puzzle game Little Nightmares
14/6 2017
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some kind of plastic I could wrap around you

14/6 2017
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My pizza eating anthem. it’s not a habit, it’s cool, I feel alive. Blast from the 90s. With Skin from Skunk Anansie whom i’m now wondering if are conneted to Mr Nancy’s boys. if you don’t have it you’re on the other side i’m not an addict baby that’s a lie oooooh

14/6 2017
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“There will always be a darkness in my head, that’s why I try to fill up the empty space there with light as much as possible”.
Said in a message, but I though it was relevant enough to post it too. And trust me. I have a LOT of empty space in my head.
15/6 2017
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Watched the last episode of The Handmaid’s Tale tonight. It’s so comforting to watch some silly, light entertainment when the real world is getting so dark.
Seriously, though. It’s been good TV weeks with Handmaid, American Gods and Twin Peaks. I’ve been enjoying all 3 of those a lot.
15/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Carp it.
15/6 2017
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Good goat times today. A warm day. Felt a little too humid in the morning, but it got better. A lot of clouds but sunshine here and there too. Pretty good summer day. I was first there in the morning so I fed the goats and let them out. Sweet A38 bleating after the others when I let her out first. As she always does. Even if the big girls are scary, she still doesn’t want to be on her own. Lots of good relaxing. On the bench and in the dirt. A run through the pasture too. And running from the horses when they came out. Smooches and treats, all that you could ask for.
15/6 2017
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Oh no, A38 has been turned into a duck! What manner of vile sorcery is this?!

15/6 2017
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Well, just composed and sent an email to the two heads at the playground regarding the goats and their hooves. Mio is still limping a bit and A38 has start limping too I think and she keeps raising one hoof as if she’s not comfortable on it. And my snorkforkling phobia is so bad that I have not been able to go find them and talk face to face (I’m not even sure where they are now, I haven’t been in the human building since the day we first moved here and I remember none of it. I spend literally all the time in the goat pen and pasture). I hate myself for being so weak, the goats deserve better. But at least the email should set stuff in motion.
15/6 2017
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Oh phew, the spell has worn off. A38 is back to her goat self.

15/6 2017
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Look, we can sit here and argue about whose pizza this is. But I already ated it.
15/6 2017
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We have reached the part of the summer where my upper arm and my lower arm look like they come from two different people. Suntan reggae.
15/6 2017
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That’s all from me for today. If you want to see me again tomorrow please start recharging the mr potato head battery and don’t forget to keep farting at the windmills. I HAVE ZE POWER.
15/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Find the things that make it so.
16/6 2017
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Did you hear the ice cream truck?

16/6 2017
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Now That’s What I Call Mediocre, a collection of things that are happening
16/6 2017
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I have this phrase stuck in my head. “The ocean doesn’t dream of you”. It might not be exact. Something like that. Can anyone tell me where it’s from? I must have heard it recently, but I can’t place it now.

16/6 2017
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goatlog

17/6 2017
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Facebox is really dirking me around tonight. NO MORE QUESTIONS

17/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. All the world’s a stage, so play on players.
17/6 2017
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A38 found a nice spot there. If you can’t have a moat around your castle, a pile of branches will do. No one can sneak attack you then.

17/6 2017
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I had a long rant in my head about how straight males probably have no way of even imagining what it would be like to have people running their country who were actively working to stop them from marrying the people they love and then something about how religion is surely the greatest tragedy of humankind because it’s supposed to be this glorious wonderful power of love and compassion and hope and yet surely nothing else has been used more as a tool of hate and intolerance and suffering throughout history,
but really now all I can think about is how I want to eat literally everything and how I miss Palle and Kamel and Fuzzy and Peanut and Ping and Pong and
17/6 2017
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Switching off for today. In case you were wondering, yes, no and only if the tin is half full otherwise it’s easier to just buy a whole new one. Thanks, and don’t forget to support your local Arzt. They’re dynamite!

17/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

18/6 2017
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Look, if exercise is so good for you then why do I feel like someone pushed me off the leaning tower of Pisa and then the tower toppled over and fell on top of me? Explain that, science nerds.
18/6 2017
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All hail king Neptune and his water-breathers.

18/6 2017
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Relaxing like a goat

18/6 2017
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I always imagine that one dentist aggressively giving the finger to the other 4 dentists who are all recommending that brand.
18/6 2017
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goatlog

18/6 2017
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Uh oh, watch out A38. I think Mia is planning a sneak attack.

18/6 2017
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One of my OG online friends, from back when we invented the internet, is having baby. Congratulations on having baby, Traci!
link: Traci Stone announcement
18/6 2017
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End of Facebook. Go go goat photos.

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

Today will be a good day. I am grateful for that.
5/6 2017
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Good goat times today. Started out quite lovely and warm with a good deal of sunshine. Later on we got a little rain. But summer rain isn’t so bad. (The opinions stated herein do not necessarily reflect those of the goats). Today’s a holiday, so I didn’t see any staff. But we did get some visitors who delighted in feeding the goats. And I had a good timeout, sitting on the bench with Mia lying next to me on the bench and Mio planting herself on the ground in front of us. A38 sitting in the shade on the other side of the pen. I very nearly dozed off myself.
Oh and the goaties, all of them, have learned to get through the boarded up gaps in the fences of the pen. Both the old one in the mud and the new one by the bench. They just slide under the new boards. Even big old Mio can manage to limbo underneath. Haha. So they can go back and forth through the pen and the pasture as they wish. It just takes a little snaking on the ground.
5/6 2017
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Unfortunately the brightness got a little whacked on my bench photos from today. Too bad, this was a cute little pose.

5/6 2017
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I used to be scared of watching Twin Peaks. But now with the real world being what it is, I think maybe I’d rather live in David Lynch’s nightmare. Also Wally Brando is president.
5/6 2017
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That thing when you want to be Wally Brando but you’re actually Dougie.
Story of my life, coming to theatres soon.
5/6 2017
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Heading to bed. HelloooOOOOooooo nightmares!
5/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Make today good, worry about tomorrow tomorrow.
6/6 2017
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Good goat times today. A lovely, warm morning. Sun shining through a thin veil of clouds. A little windy. But these are the days when it’s a real pleasure to walk along the highway with an audiobook in my ears.
Arrived at the playground just as some kids were helping feed the horses and goats before they were let out. Lots of excited, little voices. Then outside and having fun with the goats. Today was a quiet day. Lots of relaxation. Cuddles and scratchies and yawns and just sitting back and enjoying the weather and company. The bubble is real.
6/6 2017
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Among rocks

6/6 2017
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I understand why some people refuse to think climate change is real. It’s kinda like how I refuse to believe that pizza will make me fat. Some truths are just too inconvenient. It’s easier to just enjoy the pizza and then regret it all those last 5 seconds before the heart attack. Only with climate change it’ll be your grandkids regretting it.
And I’m sure you can find some charismatic guy on youtube with a fancy graph explaining why climate change is fake. Just like you can find someone explaining why the Earth is flat, how god planted those dinosaur bones there, why the flag on the moon shouldn’t have waved in the wind. These days you can believe anything you want and you’ll be able to find the proof. There are probably people who still cite Alex Jones as fact even after he’s admitted in court that he’s just a ‘character’ and he had to retract that story and so on and so on. So let’s just have another slice of pizza and not worry about it.
6/6 2017
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I’m off for a trip to the moon. Or what dreams may come. It’s thundering outside and I just read a report that there’s been another shooting in my neighbourhood. The second in a few days, along with lots of other trouble. Sigh. But at least no victims, so that’s something. Even Denmark is crazy.
Hmm, now conflicting reports about whether anyone was hit or not.
And I think to myself, what a wonderfu
6/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

7/6 2017
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The brightness of goats

7/6 2017
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Meanwhile, no one is reporting on my testimony in the case against pizza for making me fat.
7/6 2017
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Fact: The only true Superman and Batman portrayals are Christopher Reeve and Michael Keaton.
Fight me.
7/6 2017
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goatlog

7/6 2017
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Well, I figured out the brightness problem with the photos. Somehow I had managed to change the colour setting from super vivid to something else, which caused some of the washedoutness and brightnessness. So I’ve been shooting with that the last couple of days. Oh well. That’s what you get for being too blind to read the menus on your camera. At least it isn’t broken.
8/6 2017
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I loved this scene. Also, the music. They need to use more Badalamenti music, that’s my only complaint about the new series so far really.
(Slight spoilers for the new series, I guess)

8/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Even if they push us back we’ll just come back harder.
8/6 2017
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Good goat times today. Another lovely, sunny day. It had rained overnight, though. So there was a bit of mud and wet grass. But not enough to really bother us. The goats still sliding under the fence to go where they pleased. Except when the horses got in the way. I was pulling down some branches for the goats and the horses wanted in on the deal. The goats were not pleased with that. I don’t like when people try to eat my food either. I might headbutt you.
8/6 2017
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Sorry, no time to come up with a funny caption.

8/6 2017
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Mine smell like pizza

8/6 2017
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Pass the McKoolaid. This Comey Island vacation was a great idea. Although it could set a dangerous predisent.
8/6 2017
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Truly Trump is a fine Christian. Following in the footsteps of Jesus, who as we all know always referred to Peter as “Dishonest Pete” because he would deny his name. And let’s not forget “Betrayin’ Judas” as Jesus would often call him. And did he not tell the fable of the Good Samaritan who was all “You’re not of my religion so I will not help you. Samaritans first!”. And let’s not forget all the sexual harrassment lawsuits they had to settle with the sinful women that Jesus ‘helped’. When you’re the messiah they let you do that sort of thing. And did you see the crowds at his crucifixion? What a witch hunt, truly the most persecuted relative of a deity ever. And you know who got two scoops at the last supper? And so on and so forth.
8/6 2017
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Heading to bed with a photo of blue skies and A38, because I’m in the double. More of this, less of everything else. I’m probably going to need a long sleepwalk.

8/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Back on track. Moving forward. Choo choo.
9/6 2017
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I know, A38. I am also glad nothing important is going on in the world.

9/6 2017
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Just started editing goat footage and suddenly memories of my dreams from last night came flooding in. In the dream I was taking photos of Mia’s eyes. I think I was scared that something was wrong with her and I wanted to document the appearance of her eyes to see if they were changing. They were all crazy shapes and colours, though. Peculiar. Anyway, back to work.
9/6 2017
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You never know when it strikes
10/6 2017
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If you were cake I’d love you right now.
10/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Don’t make me a liar.
10/6 2017
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A trip of goats

10/6 2017
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I had to put two bags of tomatoes in the trash. Bought yesterday, rotten already. Now I have no tomatoes. Don’t tell me I haven’t faced hardship. All those tomatoes will be lost in time, like tears in rain.
10/6 2017
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Rest in peace, Adam West. I loved him. How sad. Fly high, bat guy.
10/6 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

11/6 2017
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Head in the clouds

11/6 2017
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goatlog

11/6 2017
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Currently reading (almost finished) Easy Street by Ron Perlman. Now there’s a name that takes me back. I think I saw him first in City Of Lost Children and Alien 4 and for some reason that tangled him up with Jean-Piere Jeunet in my head. So for a long time I actually thought of Ron as some kind of weird French actor haha. Amusing now reading the book and he’s a good old F-bomb dropping muthasnorkler. Actually the first time I saw him must have been in Beauty and the Beast, but I didn’t know that was him for a long time. I loved that show back in the day. That was back in the day before the internets and I had no idea about all the stuff going on in America and tv and movies and such, back when there was one episode a week and then it was suddenly gone and no idea if it would be back and no way to find out and no idea who that guy in the beast makeup was. It must have been one of the first, if not the first, of its kind of shows I ever watched. The sort of fantasy/scifi dramas with ongoing storylines. The fantastic. I can’t think of any earlier shows like that that I would have watched in Denmark. Otherwise it would have been cop or lawyer or doctor shows probably. It was nice reading this book now learning that the show was actually award winning and fairly well respected. Since I had no connection to America or big media back then I never really knew. I was afraid it was considered snorkly schlock or something. I feel like watching it again. They rebooted it a few years ago, but even with Kristin Kreuk in it I still just couldn’t get into it. Hashtag not my Vincent.
I found out about his autobiography because I started following Ron on twitter recently. Lots of F bombs and Trump roasting. I love Ron. I wish I could post the Legacy chapter here. Good advice for the kids today.
Anyway, that’s my book report. Please can I have my cake?
11/6 2017
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End of Facebook. Go go goat photos.

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