Good goat times today. A bit of sunshine and positively scorching temps up to 8C/46F. Springtime in Denmark!
I jest, but I appreciate it’s getting warmer.
A bit of a short day for me today, I had to get home in time to do the phone calls about the heating thing.
But I got breakfast served for them, and second breakfest, and elevensies. The goat hobbits did not go hungry. And we had time for some cuddles as well. No pipe tobacco though. Ghobbits? I’ll workshop the name.
Then home to deal with the heating. I got it sorted succesfully, although I had to make two phonecalls, which is quite triggering for my anxiety.
First I called the housing association. When I told them about the message I got saying I had to turn the heating off at the mains, the woman I talked to said she had no idea about that. But she’d ask if someone else knew. Put me on hold. A minute later she came back and told me basically that “you dont have access to that”. She said I could call the heating company and ask. So I did. Just to be sure. And there I was told that the message I got was just to notify that my heat would be turned off while they work on it, when I’m in a housing assoc then I can’t turn off the mains. Well ok but why did your message tell me I should? I dunno. I’ve had messages in the past that my heat would be off while they do maintennance, but never been told I had to turn it off at the mains.
I’m not sure ‘mains’ is the right turn. In Danish it’s ‘hovedhane’ which google translate helpfully suggests is “main cock”. Ehm yeah. Cockadoodledoo.
Anyway, glad it’s all worked out and that I don’t have to do anything. i’ve done all I can, hopefully the advice given to me is good and I don’t have to turn anything off. I’d hate to have to turn off the main cock. I prefer turning it on. Ok ok I’ll shut up.
It’s soup time now.
3/3 2025
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Breakfast down by the podiums today.

3/3 2025
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Spot the Sky.

3/3 2025
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Had my heating off all day because of the maintennane. Getting tired of it! Thankfully it’s not freezing. If it had been last week I would have suffered. Got my space heater going, so that will suffice.
I was supposed to exercise today, but the lack of heat and the lack of warm water for a shower afterwards, made me skip it. My legs have been overworked too. Maybe I’ll make up for it tomorrow, or take another day or two.
I could use some real spring soon. Springtime, for whoever.
4/3 2025
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Weell, it’s time for another edition of Lasse’s Family Funhouse Of Horrors. My mother is in the hospital again now. Breathing problems again. She sounded ok when I talked to her just now, she’s had some breathing mask and treatment. But she’ll probably be in the hospital for a couple of days. Maybe asthma related, maybe aftereffects of the recent pneumonia. Hopefully it won’t get more serious.
We gotta be due for a lottery win or something, I think we’ve earned some better luck.
4/3 2025
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btw,, this is the only Mission Impossible I will ever care about. Sorry, Tom. I’m a very suppressive person.

4/3 2025
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længes i mørket, mod dage med håb og med lys

4/3 2025
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That’s a pretty darn cool video.

4/3 2025
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goatlog

5/3 2025
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Got an hour twenty on the bike today. Making up for missing yesterday. Flapping away in the heated apartment.
Afterwards I did some more cleaning. It’s a nice rhythm, doing the exercise and then doing a little cleaning, going through the apartment zone by zone. Today I went through a couple of cupboards above my fridge. Lots of stuff there. Paper manuals to machines that are long dead and gone. My ancient phone. Old batteries and light bulbs. Feels good to get rid of some old stuff, and get the rest better organized.
Got a pepsi&protein delivery today too.
Otherwise no news news.
5/3 2025
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Well here’s a curious thing. Bella rearing up like she was going to headbutt me. She wasn’t trying to connect at all, but I’ve never seen her do that before.
At the beginning of the video you can just see her sort of lurch away. She’s still being very skittish when you approach from behind or the side. She’ll run away scared when I try to approach her like that. She still fine when coming head on, she still comes begging for treats and cuddles, loooves having her hooves rubbed. Still the dominant goat in the herd. But yeah. I’m afraid someone may have been mean to her, otherwise I don’t know why she’d get like that. Still a sweet, funny goatie, loving her naps all the time.
Just posturing, but still surprised me. I don’t think I was even trying to touch her, I think I was focused on Luna there.
5/3 2025
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I probably shouldn’t write a long rant about Trump saying he’s going to take Greenland “one way or the other”, right?
I wouldn’t wear a suit if I was going to his funeral, nevermind the White House.
Too far? Well, we can discuss it over coffee when you’re at my doorstep in a tank. I’ll be waiting, with a gun and a pack of sandwiches.
5/3 2025
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Goat to the top of the page. Here’s Bella, not trying to knock me out.

5/3 2025
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If it’s true that ooposites attract, then why aren’t there a bunch of hot, smart, funny, fit, clever, interesting, well functioning, not annoying people with legible accents who can succesfully connect with humans, constantly coming on to me, huh uh huh?
5/3 2025
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Good goat times today. A gorgeous day. The first little taste of spring. Beautiful blue skies and sunshine. Temperatures creeping up above 10C/50F as the sun did its thing. Feels good man.
Luna was in fine form today. She was bleawting a whole lot, and she was running around with her tongue flopping out a lot. She wasn’t snorting much, like she usually does when I think she’s in heat.
She did start grunting at the kids when we had visitors from the neighbour school came visiting. She was grunting at them and running away from them. And with Bella also running away as she does al ot now, it was hard for Beren to get her usual goat cuddles. But I think she went over to Sky who was sitting in the sunshine and is always good at being petted by the kids. So hopefully Beren got her fix there.
But it was a lovely day in the sunshine with the goats. The forecast says more warm days, but then night frost coming back. So spring isn’t completely setting in yet.
Came back home and did an hour on the bike. Maybe a bad idea, since it was second day in a row, plus being out goating. A little too much for my legs. Had a hard time making the intervals. But I put in some effort at least. I work hard for the funny, so hard for the funny.
Very tired. May need a nap before I go soup soup.
6/3 2025
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Sky under the blue sky. Poor girl, she just wanted to sit and roast. And then Bella and Luna would get in a tiff and they’d run around, and they weren’t running at Sky but they came in he direction, so Sky would get up and complain at them and move five steps further away and sit down again. And that happened like 10 times in a row. YOU KIDS JUST LEAVE ME ALONE, I’VE HAD A DAY!
I wisn she wasn’t so.. neuroti? I think she has some anxiety. Or she’s just a worrier. Now that she’s the smallest in the pen again she’s not just on guard about possible dangers, but also the other goats. But they do all relax together too, Sky was sitting with Luna after a while.

6/3 2025
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Lil miss goofypants. Luna had her tongue more out than in today. Like me watching a Kristen Bell movie, amirite.

6/3 2025
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Oh yes, to those keeping score. My mother is back home from the hospital. Sounds like she’s doing okay, not sure if she’s completely over the breathinger issues. Hopefully they won’t come back. I think my brother is still doing well at the physical rehab place. My dad has a cold, I’m expecting it to turn into a spaceborn Mars flu that makes you shed penguin feathers, because my family.
Thanks everyone for the concerns.
I have been tired with a headache for a couple of days. But my major malfunction is the grinding down hacksaw of depression.
6/3 2025
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Three goats in the sunshine.

6/3 2025
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Hey, Mark Frost replied to me on bluesky. Finally, I have a smidgen of worth as a human being! Everything’s coming up Lassehouse.
7/3 2025
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Make Enola Gay Again
7/3 2025
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Wait, so tearing down statues and renaming places because they represent historical figures and events that are no longer in good standing is wrong, but deleting historical photographs and other material because they’re, I don’t know, ‘gay’ or represent things people now in power don’t like, that’s fine?
fkn weirdos.
Keep the confederate flag, but get rid of anything dei because that’s objectionable.
7/3 2025
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Bella and the blue sky.

7/3 2025
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they represent the fkncnt guild, the fkncnt guild.
7/3 2025
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One for the Keiko level subscrubbers. Unfortunately I wasn’t fast enough with the camera, so I missed most of it. But I thought it was pretty funny when Bella let a berryfall loose and it all tumbled down the platform ramp. Watch out below!
8/3 2025
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Got an hour fortyfive on the bike today. Legs still a bit worn, but put in a good effort. Plus some rod manipulation and crunches.
And then a little more cleaning. It’s a nice rhythm, going through the apartment little bit by bit after exercise sessions, getting rid of some mess. Going through ancient stuff that I stashed away, thinking I was one day maybe going to be able to see okay again, maybe I would be able to use them, maybe if I got rid of them I’d end up years later being sad I didn’t hold on to them because now that I had made a mircaulous recover now I would be able to use them again… yeah, I no longer have illusions that I will one day be able to see okay. That ship has sailed. And sunk. And been eaten by sea dragons. So its’ a good time to start getting rid of all the stuff I will never be able to use.
I definitely have a bit of a hoarder mentalityl. “What if some day I might need this thing. I mean I don’t remember what it’s for or what it does, but I might need it!”. Eh. I can buy new stuff. I want to get rid of more than I keep.
The two shelves full of DVDs and books. I really awnt to get rid of them. I wonder if there are any goodwill sort of stores that have a service where they come and pick it up. I don’t want any money for it, I just want to get rid of it. Maybe paper books and DVDs are just wortless these days, maybe they need to go to the dump. I don’t know. I’ll have to look into it.
I used to have a real thing for buying DVD box sets. I used to buy Complete Series box sets of shows I wasn’t even that interested in. Just that hoarder/collector mentality. I have the complete old Star Trek series. The compelte Friends series. Special edition Lord Of The Rings boxes with figures . The complete Calvin & Hobbes collection. Some old junk and some old wonderful stuff, but I just want to get rid of it all.
Given that my apartment is going to be demolished within the next year or two (yes, that is still looming scarily on the horizon, still not sure if or how I will deal with that) it would definitely be a good idea to lighten my load.
But now I want some soup. I like-a da soup.
8/3 2025
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“Hello, We would like to pay you to have our content on your page.
Our brands are Nestlé; Nike Puma and Nissan; Let me know if you are interested.”
– Haha. I’m sure it’s just a scam. Still amuses me to think of goats selling cars and chocolate.
8/3 2025
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Hey Luna, what do I look like when people mention soup?

8/3 2025
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goatlog

9/3 2025
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Today I’m getting back to my David Bowie journey. I got all the way up to Lodger on my discography travels, but then I discovered Frank Turner. And for more than year, I have been mostly listening to Frank Turner, with breaks when new artists I like have released new albums, but other than that just more and more Frank Turner liveshows.
But I think now it’s time to get back to Bowie. Spending time with each album and just getting to know it, deeply. It’s a pleasure.
He was such a fascinating artist. Most of my life I just knew him peripherally, the big hits on the radio. It’s nice to have a big treasure chest of music to dive into.
9/3 2025
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Sky and Luna sitting together, more or less.
Sky sometimes sits in a funny position like that, almost like a puppy up on her front legs.

9/3 2025
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I just.. I just really hope the president can find it in his heart to pardon the people storming those Tesla showrooms.
Who knows, those crazy young people could grow up to storm the capital some day, if you give them the chance.
9/3 2025
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The three goats in the sun. Luna still in her puppy position.

9/3 2025
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That’s all for now.

Can’t believe they rebooted Elaine’s dance from Seinfeld.

23/2 2025
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Good goat times today . The weather a little warmer, up around 7C/44F. Makes a difference. Raining on and off though, so not exactly spring in the air. But nice to not be freezing your berries off.
Jeanette was bringing fresh supplies of hay to the storage room, so I took the goats down in the big pen to get them out of the way. Managed to stop Bella from opening the locked gate. Jeanette is going to try to find something to put on it so she can’t push it open even when it’s locked.
We had some sweet visitors in the pen too, they enjoyed feeding the goats. And I spent some time running interference so Sky didn’t have to stay outside when it was raining.
Another week on its way, and another pot of soup boiling on the stove.
24/2 2025
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We’ve been expecting you.

24/2 2025
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“hey no fair!
Sorry, Bella. No crashing the gate right now.

24/2 2025
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Aw. Sky settled down under the shelter roof. I closed the hatch so she would have some peace. Luna was poking her head out of the hatch and bugging her.

24/2 2025
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Got an hour forty on the bike today. Flapping away with arms and legs. And manipulating my bendy rod. And then down on the floor for various crunches and stretches. And guess what. I an do situps. Like, actual ones. Not with knees or legs on the ground. Real honest to gosh situps.
Okay, only like 6 and I probably looked like a turtle who’d been pulled out of his shell. But it’s a start. There was a time in my life when the idea of me doing a pushup would be a bigger joke than [insert joke about the political side you think sucks]. So hey that’s good.
Did some more cleaning of the apartment too. Went through a stack of old papers I had lying around. Most of it was from before 2019. That was probably around the time all the mail stuff started going digital. I have concerns about the digital-only future, but I sure don’t miss having all that paper lying around. Most of the stack went right to the trash, with just a few semi-important documents going into the drawer of “things that could be but probably won’t be but theoretically migh although it’s unlikely but you might one day need one of these 100 documents” so better have a drawer full of them.
But it’s nice to be gettinr rid of some of the old junk, both in the trunk and the apartment.
25/2 2025
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So I watched the Annihilation movie. Loosely based on the book. I think it’s the first time I’ve watched the movie based on a book so soon after reading the book. I was wondering when I read the book “how are they going to do that in a movie?!”. And the answer was, well they didn’t. There were some pretty big changes made.
But that’s not a complaint. I actually really enjoyed the movie. It was very cool, very interesting. Afterwards I looked it up on wikipedia and saw that the biggest financer had demanded they make plot changes, make it more acceisble and gave it a happy ending. I’m glad they didn’t comply. It was some pretty interesting scifi, pretty novel and pretty dark. There was a stretch near the end where there was no dialogue for a long time. Now visual storytelling isn’t the best for me. But it was really fascinating and not what you’d expect from a big budget mainstream scifi movie.
And I must admit I’ve always had a thing for Natalie Portman. Star Wars princesses, what can I say.
I actually dreamt about Portman after watching the movie. I don’t think the dream had anything to do with the movie, but I don’t remember what happened really. Just thought it was funny how sometimes things stick in your head. It’s not like every time you watch a movie you start dreaming about the actors.
But while there were some big differences between book and movie, the atmosphere and inventiveness was there. If you like horrorish scifi I would recommend it.
And then today I finished the second book in the series, Authority. I really enjoyed that one too, not quite to the level of Annihilation, but close. And i have decided to just go ahead and read the whole series in one go. In the past when I read less I would usually read other books in between reading series, but given that I’m reading more I get through books faster and I’m just really enjoying this series. It was originally a trilogy, with a fourth book coming out last year. So i’m halfway through. Good stuff.
25/2 2025
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Let it be stated for the record that I mean pushups, not situps. I did pushup. Actual real pushups. Look, I don’t get a lot of wins, I need to make it count.
25/2 2025
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If I were a ninja, I definitely wouldn’t tell you I was a ninja.
If you know what I mean.
25/2 2025
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goatlog

26/2 2025
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My new theory is that we live in the movie Alien.
Elon is the unfeeling android who can almost pass for a real human. And he’s forcing us to swallow the monster.
And it’s all orchestrated by the evil corporations who are happy to sacrifice all the workers on the lower levels of the spaceship.
I just hope we came it to Aliens and the big guns.
26/2 2025
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Goat ghost.

26/2 2025
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Aw man. Michelle Trachtenberg died?! She was only 39. That’s so sad. I loved her on Buffy. I loved Buffy and Angel growing up, was interested in the sequel series they are apparently working on. But this is just heartbreaking. Way too young. Rest in peace. Shocking.
26/2 2025
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Good goat times today. A really foggy day. Cold, but not brutally.
I was a little late because I waited for a package to arrive in the morning. I can see by the tracking that they tried to deliver it 20 minutes after I left home. Grrumbleth.
But at least the goats weren’t made that I was late in my delivery of the treat package.
We had our regular visitors from the neighbour school. Beren was there, as she usually is. Loving on the goats. Laughing as Luna licked her fingers. “She’s tickling me!”. She’s so excited to meet the goats every time.
And then I got home and did an hour and change on the bike. Flapping along. And now it’s about time for soup. All in a day’s, whatever this is.
27/2 2025
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Breakfast in the fog.

27/2 2025
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What’s this? On the wall. Luna investigates.
Jeanette put up holders for the feeding buckets. It’s been a bit of a problem that the gaots would accidentally pee or poo in their food buckets. Hopefully putting them a little off the ground like this will fix it. One in the antechamber here and two in the bedroom.
I am probably still going to just take the buckets outside when I feed them because I don’t see so well inside where it’s dark and when i want to film breakfast time it’s better outside too. But at other times it will heopefully be good.

27/2 2025
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Bella getting down.

28/2 2025
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The first rule of Pie Club is can I have some pie please?
28/2 2025
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If doge is going to save America a trillion dollars then surely they can afford to give everyone free eggs, since we know that’s what matters.
It’s not too hard to cut costs, if you don’t care about the consequences. I can cut 100% of my food budget. The consequences, well that’s a problem for Future Lasse. Present Lasse has a full fridge and doesn’t know what the big deal is.
Obviously government efficiency should be a priority for every administration. But this insane chainsaw slaughterhouse terror attack is nuts.
I remember one of the selling points of Trump was always that you know he was a business man, he’d make profits (nevermind the bankrupcies and inheritance). But you do realise, corporations don’t care about the people, the care only about the profits. It’s one thing for businesses to not care about people, but do you want your government to not care about people?
I guess it’s ok if they don’t care about the brown people, the lefties, the wokes. But what if they don’t care about YOU dun dun duunn
Oh whatever.
28/2 2025
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Sky in the fog yesterday.

28/2 2025
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The soup addict becomes self aware
28/2 2025
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I have tears in my eyes watching Trump and Vance talk to Zelensky. I don’t know if it’s more scary or embarrassing or just heartbreaking that half of America supports this filth. The things I want to say would get me banned from Facebook. My heart is burning. Fuming. I wish eggs were cheaper so I could afford to pelt them at these fuckers.
Fucking enraged.
Is there going to come a day when the Danish prime minister sits in a situation like this, at war with Russia and having to suffer the presence of these oafs?
I wish I could reach through the screen and slap them.
The painful glorification of the very worst of humanity.
Where is this nightmare going to end? i have no hope in my heart. I don’t want it to be filled with hate. I will try to fill it wth love. The sadness just courses through my veins, the anger just curses through my thoughts.
Okay, turn it off and take a break,.
28/2 2025
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Bedtime for me. My head is in a dark dark space right now. I can barely bear it. Bearely bare it. Bearenstein bearshit.
Thank you everyone for the comments on the previous post. Good or bad. I would politely request that if you see comments you disagree with, one side or the other, just ignore them. Fighting in facebook comments accomplish literally nothing. The world is shattered in two and you’re not going to reach across the divide in angry fb comments. Just live and let live.
And if you find my posts objectionable or annoying to hte point youcan’t stand them, feel free to unfriend me. I promise I am totally okay with that. No hard feelings. Life’s too short. If it doesn’t give you joy, just move on.
Tomorrow there will probably be more goat and soup posts.
Tonight I’m going to test melatonin. For the firt time ever. You can’t buy it in Denmark without a prescription, but you can import it legally. And I got some. I want to see if it helps me sleep through the night. Normally I wake up several times through the night. There’s more to talk about that, but not now. Now I’m going to flap my wings and try to fly into a better space. Up above the clouds, down below the waves. Through they keyhole and into the the zone. Twilight? Phantom? Who knows.
Love you loves.
28/2 2025
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Oh hi hello there, nice to see you again. How are you doing? Excellent.
Well, my test of the melatonin did not yeild any useable results. Didn’t seem to make a difference to my sleep. It ws a pretty low dosage though, I’ll try again with a bit higher dose and we’ll see.
Got on the bike for an hour forty and sweated out some of the frustrations and sadness. Flapping away.
Meanwhile, I got a notice from the water and heating suppleir that they’re going to do maintennance on Tuesday and my hot water and heating will be turned off. Wouldn’t bother me so much, except they say I have to turn it off at the mains. Or whatver. I don’t know how to do that, where to do that. Ugh. So now I’m stressing out about that. I’m my bathroom there’s a couple of pipes and I can see there are kind .. switches.. valves.. whatever, that you can turn. Kind of looks like that might be the ones. But I guess I’ll have to call the housing organisation maintennance people on Monday and ask if that’s right. Seriously triggering my anxiety and worry and defeatism.
But hey, at least I’m not checking the news. No news is good news!
I’m going to drown my sorrows in soup now.
1/3 2025
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As Jesus famously said when the leper came to him for aid: “What, you couldn’t wear a suit? Do youknow who my father is? I tell you, I don’t get no respect”

1/3 2025
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Heading to bed soon. Tripled my dose of melatonin tonight. We’ll see if that does anything. If I wake up in Acapulco, send money and don’t believe the headlines. I swear that pinata told me it was 21. And you can’t even get those quantities of manure as a consumer, it’s all slander and hearsay.
Anyway. Not feeling great. Anxious about the heater thing. Anxious about the world. I just .. want to melt into the undergrowth. Don’t step in any puddles of Lasses. imagine if gravity was reversed and rain fell upwards, would we have to wear rain hats on our butts and where does a train of thought go when it goess of the rails and gets lost?
All this and more on a very special episode of Lasse With The Lid Off.
1/3 2025
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goatlog

2/3 2025
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Hey, watch it with the flash photogaphy!

2/3 2025
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That’s all for now.