Did I mention that I have picked up Tina Dickow’s latest album?

Count To Ten. I am rather enjoying it. Most of the reviews have been great as well. Apart from Ekstra Bladet, of course. They seem to once again have re-printed the same review they use every time Tina releases anything… but anyway, it is good stuff. And Tina is still considered one of Denmark’s finest songwriters and singers. That makes me happy and proud. Even though I have had no hand in her success of course. Haha. But there’s still that odd little “I knew her! She knew me!” feeling.

Listening to the CD now makes me regret not getting tickets for the next concert in Århus. But I don’t have to see her EVERY time she comes to town, right? Yeah, keep telling yourself that Plume, you sucker.

I also missed the midnight release/signing session on Sunday. I didn’t really fancy going downtown at midnight. Stand in line to get 15 seconds where I don’t know what to say. By now she has surely forgotten all about me anyway. So what would have been the point… what would have been the point? Yeah, now I regret it of course. I can’t help but adore her. And now I have a crappy unsigned album. What a poor fan I am.

Anyway, I recommend you check her out when she starts touring the world again. Tina Dico will be the name. And if you can get your hands on Count To Ten then do so. I’m not sure when it will be released internationally. I’d imagine it pops up on iTunes some time, you can get older stuff of her’s there. And of course I’m sure it can be obtained in horrible illegal ways, but I’d never recommend that because we don’t want to rob Tina, do we know? Do the right thing. Honour your parents. Don’t cross for a red light. And for god’s sake, pet a goat. You must pet a goat. These are the rules to live by.

Speaking of petting goats, here is Mads.

Alone in his booth. While the buck had his pick of the girls. Poor Mads, no one to boss around!

Love is cruel to the sensitive kind. To inject a Tina line. I think my favourite song of the new album is You Know Better. I just thought you should know.

Today I got a letter from Peter at TMU. A printout of text and a CD with the files. For their website. So now I can get started. And hopefully I can come up with a decent result that they can use. It’s something to do. I’m no webdesigner (as you can tell from my site!), but text I should be able to replace at least.

Video time: http://youtube.com/watch?v=DjZLBwKtsxI. Just goats having fun. It starts out with the buck trying to romance Magnethe, so if you haven’t told your kids about the birds and the bees and the goats, then you shouldn’t let them watch that. Later on there are appearances by Per and Kurt and Alice and some kids. A good goat time.

Happy weekend to you all.

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Current music: Tina Dickow – Count To Then
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I’m sure some of you would like to ask me if there’s nothing about my awesome appartment that I don’t like. And frankly, I think you’re invading my privacy a little now. But I’ll answer anyway. Yes, I am not too crazy about the bathroom. It’s very small. When I sit on the terrlet I can reach out and touch the wall in front of me. I wouldn’t mind it being a bit bigger. I can live with it, though. What I really don’t like is the water faucet. In my old house there was a knob for cold water and one for warm. So you could always get the temperature of the water just right. Adjust it to perfection. In my appartment there is only one knob. I’m sure you know what that means. It means that when you’re in the shower you can never get the temperature right. First it’s a little cold, then you turn the knob to get it hotter and it gets too hot. And if you finally do get the temperature just right then there’s either too much or too little power in the stream. Because the knob that controls the temperature also controls the force of the water. And as you carefull try to adjust the power of the stream you accidentally mess up the temperature again so you can start right over. It’s friggin rocket science. And it’s further complicated by the fact that there is no real holder for the shower head. There’s one spot where you can attach the shower head, but it’s at an impossible angle. Not good for regular shower and completely horrible for my favourite sit-down showers. It’s always a real struggle to somehow get the shower head positioned in a useful spot and then getting the temperature right.

Not that I’m complaining or anything.

Much more comfortable is my comfy chair.

I accidentally discovered that Wayne’s World was on the telly, so I just had to slide down in the chair and mummify myself under the blanket and watch that. Cause it rocks. Party time, excellent.

Did you know that Steve Zahn has goats? http://youtube.com/watch?v=x8kMpVYoc1c. He is cool. And now even cooler. Although I’m not sure I like the idea of scaring the goats just to get them to faint. It seems a little mean. On the other hand, they are apparently called “fainting goats”. So if they didn’t faint maybe they would get an identity crisis of some sort. It would be kinda like if you refused mocking birds to mock or spiderpigs to do whatever a spiderpig does. Kinda like that episode of Fraggle Rock where the Fraggles stop eating the Doozer sticks. It seemed like the right thing to do, not to eat the Doozer buildings. But it wasn’t. You see what I’m getting at? That’s right. I miss the Fraggles.

In September 2005, it was announced that The Jim Henson Company had begun work on Fraggle Rock: The Movie, with the aim of a release in 2009

Woah. I think I’m going to faint.