Remember how I’m all rich and stuff now? I decided to spend some money on a DVD recorder today. I think that’s what it’s called in English. In Danish we call it hard drive recorder. Cause it’s got a hard drive. Which makes sense. Basically it’s like that TiVo thing you have in America, only we don’t have the whole TiVo system. But it records from the TV to a hard drive. And burns on DVDs. So that’s handy. I have some old VHS stuff I want to transfer to the computer. Maybe you guys will get some old Plume homevideos some time. You never know.

I bought the recorder in Bilka. Which meant I had to change busses. At the playground. So naturally I had to stop in and see if there were goat babies. There were no goat babies. But this week, I’m sure it must happen this week!

Aw Magnethe. She’s so wide she can barely get through the hatch now!

It was raining a little so I figured they’d be inside. And Mads was. He saw me and baahed and came up to the door. Then Vanilje peeked in through the hatch to see what was going on. She saw me and baahed and jumped in. Then Magnethe came to the hatch and saw me and baahed and stuck her front legs in… and then gave up on the rest and staid outside. Poor girl, I’m sure she’s looking forward to dropping those saddle bags.

After seeing the goats I went off to Bilka and bought the recorder. I managed to do a little good deed as well. Once I had paid for my shoppings at the counter I went out back to pick up the recorder itself. There were a couple of people standing in queue. I took a number and got in line. The woman ahead of me saw that and went “oh no”. She hadn’t taken a number when she got in line. So now she went over and took a number. That would mean that I was actually in front of her in the queue system. But I asked her if she wanted to swap numbers, since she was actually there before me. Fair and square. She said I was kind. Not that it was a great deed of any sort. I don’t deserve a lot of credit for letting her have her rightful place in the queue. But the thing I like is that I was able to go up to a stranger and offer the number exchange. That wasn’t easy for me to do. So hopefully the cosmos will give me a little credit for that. I’m trying to be a good person when I can.

I almost missed my bus on the way home. That would have been a kick in the teeth from karma, now wouldn’t it? Hehe. But all is swell that ends well. And I now have a shiny new toy to play with. So far it’s working out good. I was a little worried about how complicated it would be, but I have managed to set it up and get it working. And I did a little test record from the telly and transfered it to the computer and it all looks good. Assuming I can get my VHS hooked up to the recorder then I am happy about the whole thing.

Now it’s cold and I am tired. Time to retire under the sheets.

Guess who I met today?

Ronald McDonald.

No, really. I did. Well, I didn’t exactly meet him. But I walked past him. In the shopping mall, around the corner. I was there to get a bus pass. When you’re retired you only have to pay half price for a monthly bus pass. So now I can take the bus every day for practically no money. But anyway, there was some big happening going on. “Magic trix”. On every corner there was a magician or one of those “cup and ball” trick artists. Except they weren’t conning people out of their money, they were explaining the tricks. And there was some show on a stage with lots of children watching. It all looked like a jolly good time. And Ronald McDonald was scheduled to perform later. I almost decided to stick around and catch his act, but then I realized that he’s the symbol of a capitalist empire. And that clowns are scary. But it was fun seeing him walk around the shopping mall.

And yes, I do assume there’s only one Ronald McDonald in the world and that he flew to Denmark for this thing.

March 1st. And I’m officially retired. The money you get when you’re retired is paid “backwards”, so I won’t get my money for March until April 1st. So that would mean I get no money this month. But to carry me over I have gotten a “compensation benifit”. 15,000 kroners. Before tax, but still. My old monthly payment was about 8000 kroners before tax. So that’s a pretty darn big bump up. Assuming my retirement amount is the same as the compensation amount (and I’d assume it is) then I shall be doing very nicely financially. I’ll be able to put a lot of money away every month. Save up for a mansion in the hills, or something. A goat farm. Or at least a new supercomputer. Nice. I guess it pays to retire.

That was why I went for the bus pass, to celebrate my new found fortune and spend a little. And I christened the bus pass with a trip to the playground. Just to make sure that…

..yup, no goat babies yet. I can just imagine the little triplets inside Magnethe’s belly, sitting around a little table and discussing their escape plans. “She can’t keep us in here forever!”.

And the other two doing well.

I’m doing well as well. Feeling okay. Just somewhat tired. But nothing out of the ordinary.

Hmm… March eh? I think there was something I was supposed to remember. Something on the 15th? Something about Ceasar? No, wait. Something about me. MY BIRTHDAY. Just thought I would remind you. You are all invited to my mansion for a big party. It’s a haunted mansion and you’ll have to spend the night, but that’s okay. At least there won’t be clowns.

That’s all. Hope you’re enjoying the weekend.