Rabid
February 9th, 2025J DVa-nce says Denmark isn’t being a good ally. That’s pretty forking rich, coming from an administration that has threatened us with military force. Keep your allies close and your enemies closer…
It’s not so long ago that I went down the rabbit hole of the internet looking at historical things and wondering how those things could happen throughout human history and thinking that surely the things that have happened in the past could not happen again. I couldn’t even understand why a country would want to invade others, want to take over others. Why would you want that. Now Denmark is a tiny country, we could never take over anything. But even if we were a giant country I wouldn’t want us to take oer other countries. Why would I want more territory? I feel Embarrassed about Denmark’s past as a colonising country, about our relations with our territories away from home. Honestly if Greenland or the Faroe Islands wamted they independence I’d be all for that, although I know it’s a much more complicated issue than my little naive emotional childlike self can really comprehend. The point is, why would you want to take territory. it’s not a computer game where you have to conquer the map to win. If you’re having a hard time making the country you have work properly why would you want to complicate it by adding more territory. Do you think that’s what Jesus would want you to be doing? Taking over territory by force, military or economic. You think that’s in line with the teachings of christ? I just don’t get it.
And now.. we have the greatest country on Earth wanting to take over Canada, wanting to take territory from Denmark, wanting to let Russia have Ukraine, or parts of it at least. Renaming gulfs of stupidity. Rewriting the map to glorify yourself. The meek shall inherit the Earth my ash.
Sorry. I didn’t mean to end the week with another insane political ramble. But i didn’t expect to see the vice president of America shirttalking my country as I was preparing for bed. But here we are.
2/2 2025
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Good goat times today. Freezing cold. But at least it was dry. The sun trying, mostly failing, to break through the cloud coverage.
The big girls were in a playful mood today. Bella and Luna running around like crazy for a while. They were butting heads and then Luna sprinted away and Bella followed and then it went from there. I went down into the big pen and ran around with them for a while .Great fun and good way to stay warm. It’s been a long time since they have been this active. Nice to see.
Now I think it’s time for soup I think.
3/2 2025
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Bella and Luna, taking a snack break.
3/2 2025
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Visited the feathers today too. This picture really shows how two of the newfeathers look a lot like Red Sonja. I’m guessing it’s Sonja on the rightmost, the biggest one. But I am not sure. And if they were all out running around together I’d have no chance of seeing who’s who. I may have to get a collar for Red Sonja too….
Although it’s been a while since she was out of the caged area. I miss having her around.
3/2 2025
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Enjoying Cujo so far. It hits the spots that I love from Stephen King, settings and characters are great, the plot slowly unfolding. Remains to be seen if the plot goes off the rails, as it sometimes does in King books. To be clear, I don’t mind when the plot goes off the rail a lot of the time.
However.
It pains me a little to read the sweetness of the lovely dog Cujo and knowing it’s going to go bad. He already has got rabies and it’s starting to affect him and it’s honestly kind of painful, probably more painful than a lot of horrible fates of human characters in King books. Don’t hurt the doggie! He’s a good doggie! Aww.
I know it’s just a book, but maybe I should put it in the freezer. Wait, can an MP3 player survive in a freezer? I guess it’s a moo point.
You’re welcome, Friends fans.
3/2 2025
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Closed the gate so Sky could have some peace with her box of hay. It’s funny, no matter how much hay they have inside, if I bring out that box for Sky, the two others will want to go for it too. You have a whole buffet inside! Sheesh.
4/2 2025
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Got an hour forty on the bike today. Plugging away. Then I did a little cleaning in the kitchen, which was sorely needed. When you can’t see the filth, it’s easy to ignore.
Hard to ignore all the news coming through, all the filth. It’s wearing me down and it feels like there’s no hope for humanity, tra la la. Sing along. We’re alllll fkked tra la la.
Alrightey then. One day a day.
4/2 2025
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I think Bella wants to go back to the fenced off area behind the chicken coop. Maybe I should take them on another trip in there some time.
4/2 2025
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goatlog
5/2 2025
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An anthem for the times
5/2 2025
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Not a good day for the headspace. But hey shake it off shake it off shake it off, oh now I’m dizzy.
Stop the world, I want to get drunk.
5/2 2025
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Good goat times today. A gorgeous sunny day. But freeezing cold in the morning. It did warm up a little later on in the sunshine. Always good to see that great balls of fire.
Bella and Luna did a little funny running again, good to see them so animated. Luna especially, she’s like a little dancer when she’s butting heads with Bella and then sprinting off.
We had our regular visitors from the neighbour school today. With Svend, Cecilie and Beren. They all love seeing the goats. Although Svend puts up some big theatrical EWW when he sees goat poop. He likes making statements. “That’s goat poop. That’s diiisgusting”. But he stays and pets the goats.
Came home and did and hour and change on the bike. Tired legs now. I earned myself some soup.
6/2 2025
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Sunshine on Sky.
6/2 2025
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Bella, always the tireddest goat. You can see the picked clean corpse of the christmas tree in the background of the top pic.almost
6/2 2025
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I just want to fold myself into a tiny square and stuff me in an envelope and mail me to a far off place
7/2 2025
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Woke up feeling kind of blah. Stuffed nose and hoarse voice. But not too bad, i think it’s just aftereffects of being out in the freezing cold, it happened last week to and I was fine.
Mentally not doing so great. But hey oh it’s off to eternal darkness of the soul we go.
My brother is back home from the hospital. I think he’s doing well, but my dad was a little worried about him and actually spent the night in his apartment, keeping an eye on him I guess. But I think he’s ok. Mom sounds ok too. Dad was complaining he had to make new holes in his belt because he’s been losing weight. I told him maybe he should go to the doctor and have a chat about that, because losing weight isn’t necessarily a good thing. If you’re not trying hard to do it, like I am currently.
I finished watching The Hobbit trilogy. In my head I was composing a long post about my feelings about it, but I think I’ll spare you all that and just say that while it has a lot of flaws, I did mostly enjoy it. Love the world, loved McKellen’s Gandalf, a thrill to see Serkis as Gollum, the dragon stuff was great. Definitely lot of stuff that could or should be cut out, but I still admire Peter Jackson’s Middle Earth works. A good fantasy time. There, that was me being concise.
7/2 2025
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Think goat thoughts.
7/2 2025
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Got an hour forty on the bike today. Vroom vroom. Freezing cold outside, but working up a sweat in here. Going to cook up a pot of soup soon. These are the days of our Lasse’s lives.
8/2 2025
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One detail about The Hobbit that I neglected to mention is that I don’t think I’ve actually ever read the book. But my mother read it to me when I was a kid. The thing that stayed with me the most from it was the part where they enter Mirkwood and they’re told they have to stay on the path or they’ll never find their way back to it. I don’t know why that stuck with me so hard, but all these years later I still remember the feeling of dread when they got off the path, and wondering if they would ever find the path again, if they would be okay.
Maybe it’s a metaphor for finding your way in life, if you lose your path maybe you are lost forever.
Or maybe Tolkien was just a great writer.
I am thankful for the memory of having it read to me in any case.
I also remember playing the text adventure version of The Hobbit on our Commodore 64. It must have been one of the first text adventures Ie ver played, a genre that I fell deeply in love with. Because it was like being part of a book. I know Nintendo and Sega consoles were great, but I’m glad I grew up with an actual computer with a keyboard so I could experience text adventures. The Hobbit adventure was a pretty revolutionary one, it did things that few adventures, even much later released ones, ever did. Like having characters move around independently. Gandalf would just show up and you could say things to him or give him things, and he’d wander off. It was pretty enthralling getting to step into Middle Earth and being part of the tale. I never did get close to completing it, but it remains a fond memory of my early computing days, the fascination of the endless potential of text adventures because you were using that most powerful computers of all, your brain. No matter how many bits your computer had, the graphics could never be as good as those that were created in your mind by reading text,
I miss text adventures. I have tried looking them up, you can play some online. You might even be able to play The Hobbit online. But, even those that can display white text on black background so I can actually read it, it’s just too hard on my eyes an the fonts are often bad and it just doesn’t work. Maybe some day they’ll make audio texrt adventures, like audiobooks.
Siri, Say Kentilla.
Alright, that’s all. Here and back again.
8/2 2025
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Time to grab some protein skyr. The skyr’s the limit, amirite?
Well am I? I’m not breaking eye contact until you answer me.
8/2 2025
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goatlog
9/2 2025
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Don’t you hate when you accidentally light a stick of dynamite instead of your cigar?
9/2 2025
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Celebrated Super Bowl by watching the new documentary Schmeichel, about our great national hero Peter Schmeichel, star of the real sportsballs game, soccerballs.
i still get the chills when I watch footage from Denmark winning the 1992 European Championship. I imagine most American couldn’t really understand what it was like. Are Americans ever underdogs? There was no way that Denmark should have been able to win that championship, and a whole country exploding in euphoria was a great thing. It’s not like sports are that important. But still. When I look back at my life, 92 stands out as my favourite year.
It’s a different game these days. A different world. I miss 1992. Conveniently ignoring all the problems I and the world had. Who cares, we won the championship.
Anyway. Good luck to the sportsteam in the footballwithoutfeetsports game. I know you can do it! You’re definitely going to win, and also it was so unfair that you lost, and how about those half time nipples and those commercials sure made me want to buy the products. I am comfortably distracted from the dumpster fire around me, huzza huzza huzza.
9/2 2025
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That’s all for now.
