The Easter Bomb

April 16th, 2017

Today will be a good day. You got this far. Just keep going.
10/4 2017
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Good goat times today. I wasn’t feeling great this morning, but I’m glad I got going. Even though there was a harsh, cold wind. But we got some sun too. And some cute goating. There were some young girls letting the animals out today. Probably Easter vacation or something. But they forgot to feed the animals before letting them out. So they had to bring the breakfast out on the pasture. Which made it a little tricky because everyone wasn’t separated in stalls. The horses were stealing each others food. And then the goats tried to get in on it. Mia actually started eating from the same bucket as big horsey Sille. Too bad I didn’t get a shot of that. Quite brave of Mia. The horses got a bit of revenge when the girls came with food for the goats. Black Beauty got her snout in the goat bucket. All fun and games. One of the girls asked me if I’d known the goats for a long time. She seemed quite impressed when I told her I’d known Mia since she was born. Time flies.
10/4 2017
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Mia and Mio are planning their raid on the horse feeding.

10/4 2017
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Giraffesic Park.
No, I think I prefer Jurassic Ark. Two of every kind of dinosaur, on a boat.
10/4 2017
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The self destructive surge of an imploding supernova
10/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. A fitter happier day.
11/4 2017
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I’m still a little traumatized from the time I was forcibly dragged off the Magic School Bus because they overbooked it.
11/4 2017
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I seem to have hurt my foot. Feels like an elephant stepped on it. I wonder if it was called Mio…
11/4 2017
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A38 is considering making a break for Luna’s food bucket.

11/4 2017
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Heading to bed. Maybe I’ll wake up as myself tomorrow.
11/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

12/4 2017
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It’s okay, guys. I have pizza. We’re good for another couple of days.
12/4 2017
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Don’t be silly, Sille.
*mumbles under breath* I need to hire new writers

12/4 2017
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That Louis CK clown sketch, though.
12/4 2017
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I think I may have entered my fatalistic period.
12/4 2017
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Jalapeno gonna finish that?
No, that’s dumb. Let’s just have a goatlog.
#UpdatingAt420

13/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. It’s never too late.
13/4 2017
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Good goat times today. No sun, though. And a cold wind. But could be worse. I was there first so I got to take the goats out. When I’m the one letting the goats out I usually take the chance to get A38 first and give her a banana so I can watch her eat it in her own time, without worrying about the big girls interrupting her. Of coruse, she still snarfs it down in two seconds. But at least she doesn’t have to bleat it after eating it. But she does actually look back inside and start bleating. I’m not sure if she’s saying “Haha, I got a banana and you girls are still stuck inside!” or what. No, I think it’s just that she doesn’t want to be on her own. She’s bleating for the others to join her. Even though they’re scary, they’re still her flock. When I leave her outside togo get Mia and Mio she stands outside bleating until the group is together.
Otherwise pretty quiet day. Handing out some goodies and running in the pasture. It’s how we do.
13/4 2017
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Someone had dropped some apples in the pasture. The goats appreciated that.

13/4 2017
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Gonna smurf that smurf like a smurf. Smurf’s up, smurfs.
13/4 2017
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I guess it makes sense. If a missile strike finally makes you look presidential, then you just need bigger and bigger bombs. Cut education, climate, arts, the sick, the poor, the hungry, the needy. And buy more bombs. No one cares if their backyard is a mess as long as there are some pretty fireworks on the tv.
13/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Visualize it and work it.
14/4 2017
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Beauty queen

14/4 2017
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Falling inwards
14/4 2017
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Listening to Aimee Mann for the first time. Better late than never.
Feeling… I don’t know. Keep bombing until everyone is dead and there will finally be peace on Earth. Feel like withdrawing into fiction and dreams. Somewhere to escape the monsters and myself. Somewhere no one can follow. Let the nuclear snow keep falling to cover my tracks.
And so on and so forth.
14/4 2017
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I smell pancakes. Either I’m having a stroke or my neighbours are taunting me via cooking.
14/4 2017
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The biggest question I have after watching The Last Jedi teaser trailer is… are you seriously telling me they couldn’t get The Journal of the Whills on kindle? Paper books are so last millenium. Or.. next millennium.
15/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. You’ve been truthbombed.
15/4 2017
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Always look on the bright side of life.

15/4 2017
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goatlog
part 1

part 2

15/4 2017
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I know a giraffe having a baby is pretty cool and big news, but I just had pizza so I feel like I definitely have something to be proud of too.
Also, pizza is my walkabout.
THIS IS DESTINY, THIS IS MY DESTINY. I’M SUPPOSED TO DO THIS DAMIT. DON’T TELL ME WHAT I CAN’T DO.
15/4 2017
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Tonight on Xplosion Factor we have Russia, North Korea and America competing to see who has the biggest bomb, and yes that is a metaphor for expletive deleted. Don’t worry, we’ll all get f%/%/d by their giant phallic manbombs. Maybe instead of dropping them on people they could just have a swordfight with them.
15/4 2017
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Heading to bed early. Because I have had enough reality for today. And the band dreamed on.
15/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

16/4 2017
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I still haven’t forgiven Jimmy Fallon.
HE STOLE THE TONIGHT SHOW FROM CONAN.
16/4 2017
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I don’t think I will ever really understand humans. They puzzle me. That’s probably why I hang out with goats so much.
Cash me in the goat pen, howbow dah.

16/4 2017
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We just had a power outage. Either that or the simulation rebooted itself. Everything turned off and then on again. Maybe the universe was malfunctioning and one of the arch angels said unto god “have you tried turning it off and turning it back on again?”.
16/4 2017
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My only regret in life is not having the foresight to buy my own chocolate in time for Easter. Like a fool I trusted the Easter Bunny. It’s like Christmas all over again!!
Oh and also all the things I’ve ever done.
16/4 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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Fight Or Flight Or Trip

April 9th, 2017

No sleep till Brabrand
3/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. We’ll get there.
3/4 2017
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Good goat times today. A lovely day with lots of sunshine. It got quite warm too. Still a little bit of a cold wind, but it’s springtime alright.
I was there first today, so I got to let the goats out. The mud in front of the main door has dried up so much that I could get them all out that way without too much fuzz. And then it was just a lot of lounging in the sun. And some runs through the pasture. Got Mia quite excited. Not quite up to Palle levels of corkscrew jumps, but not far from it. So much fun. Ophelia came out to get one of the horses, as she usually does on Mondays. A38 was sitting in one of her favourite spots. Right in the sun where the fence curves. Ophelia carefully walked towards her. “Are you going to get up if I come over to you…?”. But no, A38 stayed put and Ophelia knelt down and gave her some sweet cuddles. Everyone is enjoying the season.
3/4 2017
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Spring is here, the sun is a shining flower of melted butter.

3/4 2017
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Oh no, the Ben & Jerry’s ghost struck again. That’s very unfortunate, we should set up some kind of alarm system.
PS I bet that ghost is regretting eating the whole thing. Burp.
3/4 2017
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Got to see Mousy in the morning too.

3/4 2017
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Heading to bed like

3/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. I’ll bring the funk, the noise will have to wait till later.
4/4 2017
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A38 under a blue sky.

4/4 2017
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My human exoskeleton seems awfully soft. I should probably check with the overlords to make sure they didn’t give me a faulty one. I thought humans were supposed to be chitinous. This is what you get when you defund public galactic education.
4/4 2017
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My portal gun stopped working at the worst possible time. I just found Dimension Pizza, and now I can never go back.
4/4 2017
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Going to bed. Catch me outside reality. The Ben & Jerry’s ghost is taking me for a fishing trip. With gummi bear bait to catch a licorice grizzly.
4/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

5/4 2017
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Doctor’s results were fine. EKG good, blood sugar down which is great. A bit low on vitamins, but nothing that requires any special attention other than maybe taking some vitamin pills. No other remarks. Got my tetanus shot. So that’s all fine. Mentally not so great right now, but you know. Keep on keeping on.
5/4 2017
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Beauty and the human

5/4 2017
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Everything is slow motion, like an action scene towards the end. Only all the explosions are in my head. Impulses fighting imuplses, synapses doing stunt falls off cliffs. Someone set it up the dynamite, light a match to see where you are. Il est dehors, you got a little Lasse on you.
5/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Find the thing that makes it true.
6/5 2017
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Good goat times today. Bit of sunshine here and there and a little colder than it’s otherwise been lately. But not too bad. And the grass has started growing. Little by little. All the goats and horses were out in the pasture when I arrived, scouring the ground for little tufts of green growing or other things fallen. Mia was so busy scavenging that she didn’t even seem to recognise me when she looked up. Just kept going. So I climbed over the fence and went a little closer, started filming them. And then Mia saw me again and recognised me and I got my bleat greet and she came running to say hello and can I have some treats? Had some good fun running with her in the pasture too. She’s getting ever closer to Palle levels of silliness. Not jumping as much, but doing some great semi circular running with head spinning. And then her tail wagging as she comes to claim her treat. I think she’s starting to get the idea that if she makes me laugh she’ll get a treat. She’s not wrong.
I didn’t have any tomatoes for them today, as the supermarket has been out of them this week. But I made up for it by bringing another batch of the saltines we got from a friend of the page. Super crunchy tasty treats.
6/4 2017
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A38 channeling Kamel. Not just in personality.

6/4 2017
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Got a big package in the mail today. Lots of goodies for the goats. Animal crackers. I don’t think I’ve ever tried those before.. I mean.. the goats haven’t… okay, I tried them out on myself first. I hope they’re not FOR animals or OF animals. Not bad, though. I think they’ll be a hit. It was from the woman who sent me saltines and peanuts. She told me the goat videos was helping her with some personal stuff, so that made me happy. I know how precious things that bring some light to your life can be. She wanted to send bananas for A38, but since they don’t go so well in the mail from America to Denmark she sent some dried banana chip things. Hope A38 will like them! So sweet.
6/4 2017
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Aw, rip Don Rickles. I didn’t know him that well, but he always made me laugh when I saw him on various talkshows.
6/4 2017
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Signing off for today. Please be advised that should you have an emergency outside Lassecorps business hours you can leave a message on our voicemail describing the problem and what you’re wearing and we’ll get back to you assuming we’re not currently outside time and spance or gone fishing. Please note that our voicemail is monitored by really annoying grammar nazis and all messages that are not writed perfect good will not be listen to by us at our early incontraception. The snorkel zone is for immediate snorkling and unsnorkling only. There is no smorgasbord in the snorkel zone. Do not be fooled by imposters you know we mean business there’s no business like show business attire required. No shoes no shirt no what I mean?
6/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Don’t give up.
7/4 2017
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I forgot to post it yesterday, but happy birthday to my dad, Kaj. He’s been a vital help for me through all the blindness stuff. As I have been a vital help over the phone every time he’s had to attach a file to a yahoo mail message. Quid pro squid, or something like that! Cheers, dad.
7/4 2017
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You do realise, some day it will be a little baby robot mistaking a water heater for a human, right? Laugh while you can. I’m already applying for desk jobs in Skynet customer service Call Centers. “Have you tried rebooting yourself? Okay, bye”.
7/4 2017
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Where’s A38?

7/4 2017
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Do you ever feel like you’re a train that just keeps blundering forward even though the conductor has spotted that someone changed the tracks to lead off a steep cliff edge?
No, me neither. We’re great. Awesome.
7/4 2017
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goatlog
part 1

part 2

7/4 2017
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My superpower is that I’m really good at thinking up superpowers. Except this one.
7/4 2017
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Denny Crane.
8/4 2017
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Judge me by the company I keep. Please?

8/4 2017
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I’m just letting all you Americans know that since your ISPs can now sell your browsing history, I’m going to be buying it all. And you better have been googling for “Lasse’s awesome goats” or you’re so unfriended.
8/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Let’s just agree to agree.
8/4 2017
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I don’t know who ordered this pizza or who’s going to eat it or if there even is a pizza and anyway what’s with the third degree?
8/4 2017
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The grass is starting to grow. Mio was so eager to get back into the grazing that she didn’t even notice that one of the demon horses was getting near.

8/4 2017
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Here’s one from the blooper reel. Thanks for moving the camera, Mia. And you guys can enjoy the wrong view for 2 minutes. You’re welcome.
link: Wrong view video
8/4 2017
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But did you stop to think about the vet that had to sew up that Tauntaun, Han? Did you think of the vet?
8/4 2017
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Heading to bed early. Gotta catch my ride on the choochoo train to the dreamscape. Don’t worry, I brought a bucket of paint to paint a hole on that cliffside, we’ll be fine.
8/4 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

9/4 2017
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goatlog

9/4 2017
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Can’t believe they rejected my Fraggles Vs Smurfs script. Too edgy my barnyard. I guess I’ll have to do a rewrite that doesn’t end with everyone dying. Sugarcoating it for the snowflakes again.
9/4 2017
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Back from dinner with the family. A little birthday dinner for my dad, and a little bit for me since circumstances got in the way of celebrating my birthday a few weeks ago. We went to the local Chinese place again. Very nice, as always. The French fries were perhaps not quite as good as the other times we’ve been there. But I figure, if you go to a Chinese place and get French fries you really don’t have a right to complain. They were fine, really. And I took full advantage of the buffet. I think I may have eaten too much. That being said, I do have leftover pizza in my fridge… and some wafer-thin mints.
9/4 2017
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Yogiface

9/4 2017
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I’m in Fight Or Flight Or Trip Over A Banana Peel mode. High alert.
9/4 2017
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THERE’S A FLAW IN THE SIMULATION, THERE’S A FLAW IN THE SIMULATION. I have never had any meal combining peanut butter and jelly.
I need to talk to an operator.
9/4 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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