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Hence this page probably won't be updated very often. Lates updates are:
2005-08-13: Added 4 Random scans and 8 School scans.
2005-08-13: Moved all scans from old site.
Pick a section below.
Random scans - psychotic random violence of the mind and general pictures
Kid pix - childhood memories in digital form so they will never fade
School daze - I'm never last picked, I got a cheerleader chick
Celebscans (abandonded)
Or just scroll down if you want to see it all.
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--RANDOM SCANS
Just stuff. Potentially boring and pointless. Hopefully a little interesting. It's a fine line.
Bits and pieces from my life. Don't go looking for deeper meanings.
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And there I cross the line already. This is my first scan ever.
It's the ad depicting my cheap Medion scanner.
All wrinkled and badly scanned.
I saved upwards of 200 kroners. Weet.
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In case you love seeing ads for my digital life
here is the one for my cheap digital camera:
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I've had the privilege of owning 3 great computers. Starting with a Commodore 64.
Moving on to an Amiga 500 (still using it, bless her old soul).
And finally a spanking new multimedia PC.
For every computer I had I needed a computer magazine. And I had the privilege of
reading 3 great ones. Zzap!64 for the Commodore. That was the best computer mag ever.
Then I got the Amiga and I replaced Zzap with The One. The second best computer mag
ever. I'm actually still reading old issues of that now 9-10 years later. I dig it.
And when I finally became a PC addict I started reading PC Format. Personally I'm not
a hardware geek or too technically inclined so the PC magazines were a bit boring
compared to the good old C64 and Amiga days. But PC Format was good enough.
Mainly because of Ed Ricketts. A brilliantly funny Morrissey fan. It was worth
reading for his bits alone. I still get the giggles when I think about the "local bus" gag.
Today I don't read any computer magazines. But maybe I should start buying PCF again.
It looks like it's still running today. I stopped reading around '98 or '99 I think.
What was the point of all this? Uhm. Well, I wanted to show you a cover of The One.
A nice psycho-santa. Unfortunately the cover was just a little too big for
the scanner and I didn't know anything at all about scanning so it ended up
with a blurry left side. And general bad quality. But whatareyagonnado?
I miss The One. Simon Byron where are you now?
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I'm a rather big fan of the Danish soccer team Brøndby.
Back in the olden days I used to keep a scrap book
with articles and pictures from every single game they
played. I did this for 3 years. When I started in 1996
Brøndby hadn't won the Championship in 5 years. I made
scrapbooks for 1996, 1997 and 1998.
And coincidentally Brøndby won the Championship those
3 years. And then I stopped. And Brøndby didn't win the
championship again until 2002. How about that.
Anyway, those are 2 homemade covers to a couple of
my scrapbooks.
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First let's continue the theme of ads from my digital life.
This is my computer. The thing that started it all. Too bad it sucks now. Damn evolution.
I didn't live till I saw that ad and convinced my parents to buy it. Years ago now.
I can't even remember what it was like before.
(I don't want to)
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And now it's time for some Star Wars.
The Illustrated Star Wars Universe. This is a really nice book.
It takes you on a trip to 8 different SW worlds as seen through the
eyes of 8 different explorers and researchers and the like.
You got your Tatooine, your Hoth, your Endor, your Coruscant. Even Alderaan.
With lots of great pictures. All the way from paintings to small sketches.
And lots of interesting background information too. It's really a rather
nifty old book. I wonder if it's Episode 1 compliant though. Nevermind.
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This here is a good example of how I write (or used to write) my so called pottery.
I mean poetry. (That one never gets old).
A postit note with some sentence fragments and you go from there.
My lovely Skye told me that when she saw this scan she wasn't sure if
it was Billy Corgan's handwriting or mine. I love that. Not that I have
any illusions that I'm Billy. Just delusions.
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There's a little more Star Wars to go.
This is one of my ancient comic books:
It's the comic book version of The Empire Strikes Back.
There were 6-7 books like this. Of the 3 movies and then some original stories.
I remember the comic book of A New Hope had the original version
of Jabba the Hut. He was a human. Or at least they had a human actor play
Jabba. And then they were going to do some special FX. But the scene was
cut out of the original movie. They put it back in the Special Edition release.
With computer graphics Jabba.
I wish I was a bigger geek.
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I'm an Ultima geek. Ultima is the greatest Computer Role-Playing Game series ever.
This is the advert for Chapter 8, Pagan:
That was probably the worst game in the series. Of the recent ones anyway.
But the intro sequence was great. It had amazing piano music.
And then the giant hand of the Guardian throwing you into the sea.
I banish you to the world of.. Pagan.
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This is old-skool. From before I had internet access. Back then I had no way of getting Smashing Pumpkins lyrics. So I had to transcribe them myself, because the booklets were either unhelpful or downright confusing.
So I transcribed the lyrics to Gish, Siamese Dream and Pisces Iscariot. And made a little paper binder thing to put around them. I'm a regular Jørgen Klevin.
It was kinda fun doing it and it also helped me to get really immersed in the music, I pretty much learned the lyrics by heart through this process.
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An old crappy, paranoid drawing I made.
It sucks but it gave me a nice feeling of being watched so I kept it around.
Must be 5 years old or something.
I drew it on some used paper, so there are numbers and stuff on it too.
Fascinating.
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This is what happens when you get bored at work.
I had to make a note to myself so I would remember to print something later.
And then I started doodling.
Now, why is the note all torn?
Because I put it in my pocket and went to the playground...
And Mathilde managed to get in my pocket and take a bite out of it!
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Finally, proof that I went to school with Tina Dickow Danielsen, later to be known as Tina Dico!
That's my old class at ÅSG. Århus Statsgymnasium. 1994. 1.d.
Tina is 6th in the middle row. Pretty much dead centre.
I am third from right in the top row. Looking extremely dorky.
On my right is Klaus, who I met at the Tina Dickow concert in Ridehuset.
To his right is Quynh, who works in Favorit near my house.
4th in the middle row is Rikke, who I had a crush on for the entire year.
2nd in the bottom row is Dea Lillelund, keyboardist in Fairytale Abuse.
Ah memories.
Good people.
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--KID PIX
Those moments that you can't quite grasp and hold. But you know they're there.
If you could smile then, why can't you smile now?
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We watch the children playing.. beside the christmas tree
A childhood christmas. A happy time.
I'm on the left.
Obviously shocked and thrilled that they're taking my picture.
How things change.
My brother is on the right looking so very adorable.
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Another picture from that christmas.
I'm on the left. And my santa hat is
so much better than my brothers,
don't you think?
I look sooo ready for mischief.
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That's me with a broken leg. I don't
know what was wrong with me as a kid
but I think I broke every bone in my
body at least once. A couple of broken
arms and legs and a fractured skull
and that's just the big ones that
I remember.
I think I was living proof that
being outside is bad for your health.
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My brother and I. Of course.
1988. That was a very good year. I guess.
We're sharing a chair there. I'm on the right with glasses and patches on my knees.
You'd never get us that close to each other today.
We can barely be in the same damn room without fighting.
And how the hell did my socks get so bright?
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Here I'm on my own finally. That's 1988 too.
Around new years I think. 10 years old.
I'm wearing a black plastic bowler, a cigar and a tiny pistol.
Practicing my mob routine.
Unfortunately the geeky glasses aren't a part of that.
I can't believe we hadn't thrown out the christmas tree yet.
That's gangsta.
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And again it's my brother and I in 1988. And again I'm on the right.
This is when we wanted to run away from home and join the circus..
No, it's probably fastelavn. Halloween. And we're all made up like clowns.
Once again I have to point out my fashionable jeans with knee patches.
I was in style before it became style. Or something.
Or maybe I just really liked crawling around on my knees. Who knows.
You haven't been a kid if you haven't tried painting your face. Lex plume.
Wow. Look at the dirty floor too. I remember when we got rid of that carpet.
A joyous occasion.
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--SCHOOL DAZE
Growing up. Everyone was perfect.
People I loved. People I hated. People I remember.
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This is a black'n'white photo of my entire class. Our school trip to Prague in '93.
Hey, that means I'm on it somewhere. Spot the Plume and win a prize.
Be the dork spotting champion. Or move right along.
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And this is a picture from the Prague trip too. In the bus on our way home.
The girl on the left is Sara. My longlostlove. I would use any excuse to get
a picture of her of course. So I just haaappened to have some film left
over and I "might as well" just take a picture of Sara and Camilla. Funny that.
Also notice the beatiful seat that takes up half the picture.
Two of my favourite girls from those days. It does not do them justice.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But not in the eye of that camera.
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Still in Prague. This is the the graveyard
at the former concentration camp Terezinstadt.
A must-see on any school trip.
I wonder if we learn anything from it.
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This is from the Prague trip too, although more cheerful.
Christine, Maria, Birgitte.
Birgitte lived almost right next door to me.
Christine was a social democrat and very intelligent.
Maria was the girl with the biggest boobs.
Oh I know that's so wrong. But I was a boy in puperty. What do you think I
cared about? (note to self: puberty)
To paraphrase 100 Girls; she loomed as a titan in my masturbatory dreams.
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Speaking of masturbatory dreams... here's Sascha. Another girl with attractive breasts.
Well, all breasts were attractive back then.
Well, they still are.
Long hair and thight pants. I miss the good old days.
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Man, I still need to master the art
of contrasting. This is another picture
from the prague trip. We're having dinner
in an old authentic Czech.. pizza place.
And I'm admiring the ladies as always.
Maj and Mai-Britt this time.
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Alrite, that's enough girls for now. There were boys around too.
This is Stefan. My sort of best friend I guess. I didn't have that many to pick from.
Him and a couple of other guys were into black'n'white photography so I got some selections.
Unfortunately you can't see his hilarious red hair that we all teased him with.
And we won't get into what I was teased about.
He introduced me to the joys of PCs. Specifically Ultima games on PC. We would skip gym
and go to his place and play Serpent Isle and King's Quest and so on. He was a cool
guy and I was the geeky hangalong. When we went from school to gymnasium he chose
the mathematical line and I chose the language line and slowly lost touch.
Actually it didn't take that long.
Oh yeah, he was the guy who asked Sara (my longlostlove you remember) if she
thought I was a nerd. With friends like that who needs enemies?
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A very young Thomas and Michael P posing for the camera.
At one point there were 3 different Michaels in my class.
I forget what #3 was called but there were Michael P and M.
Thomas was the new kid on the block. And in the class.
I got the task of showing him around on the school on his first day.
It all went downhill from there.
Nah, he was a good kid. Into soccer. So we divided and conquered via soccer
and pretended we were stars. He had star quality and I had a over-inflated ego.
He lived quite close to me.
We should have been best friends outside of school.
Instead he spent all his time with Danny (I think the name was)
and it never ceased to bother me.
Still, Thomas was Stefan's closest competition for the best friend title.
I think we lost touch pretty much... on the last day of school. Very fast enough.
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Annemarie in Prague. From Stefan and Morten's black/white photo series.
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Birgitte, in the bus on the way to Prague.
The trip to Prague was one of the only times that I ever got to be around girls outside "school hours".
That was a big thrill for me. Just around that time when girls become magical and mysterious creatures to me.
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More bus action from the trip to Prague. 1993. Wasn't a bad year.
This is Camilla, acting for the camera.
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Camilla again, this time next to Thomas.
I vividly remember that right after I snapped this shot they both looked at me and complained.
Ooh a boy next to a girl, that's a naughty picture to take!
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Kirsten lived right next door to me for years.
I almost never talked to her. Actually thought she was younger than me.
Then one school year she was suddenly enrolled into my class. Imagine my surprise.
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Another black/white. Maj looking adorably at Christine. Maria making faces in the middle.
It seems so long ago. Being in that classroom.
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Mr Bigshot Morten. Popular, smart, confident.
Don't you just hate that?
Nah, he was a nice guy. And I'm sure his life wasn't super easy, even though THAT'S HOW IT SEEMED.
Mhm.
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Downtown Prague 1993.
Birgitte, Maj, Mai-Britt, Thomas, Christian. Partying like it was 99.
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