I suggest you all Send Flowers to our Dearest Foss that has just recently been in a car accident!

On other notes, today it's May 30th and I am currently working on a project called "Skies" that involves lots of pictures of, yes, you guessed right, skies! I'm sure I'll show some off when I'm getting there :)

May is nearly over, the temperatures are supposed to rise here in Norway, but ever since May 17th the weather has been cold and wet. We did get a gew sunny days during the weekend, but it just isn't the same.

here is a picture from Hemsedal during May.



Aaah lagging behind

I was supposed to write nicely about May 17th and all, but there really wasn't any time!

so, anyway, the usual parade with people in national costumes with flags and crazy, loud marching bands from 8 in the morning to 5 in the afternoon is somehow still ringing in my ears.

However, it was absolutely lovely, as ever. All these happy people EVERYWHERE, all the nice clothes and so much food I thought I was going to die. If you have never experienced a Norwegian May 17th celebration, I sure recommend it! There is nothing like it anywhere else :D

<3 I'll add pix when I get the time!

Moods of Norway & Someone hot

This was written on the tag of my new Moods of Norway jumper/top set.

"With it's 4,5 million inhabitants, 385 - 639 sq. miles, and a resistance against continental drift. Norway is a land of great diversity. Whether it's due to the hilarious infinite access of oil, or that the country itself being as far stretched as the last gin-tonic at 5 am in the morning. There is no doubt in the presence of some genuine norwegian moods. Being in cocktail mood, Norwegians put themselves along with their behaviour patterns in a small box and ship it to Denmark. But if the streets are too moody, the average Norwegian farmer tends to enjoy a casual bottle of traditional family moonshine. Chilled of course, by ice from a glacier troubled with heavy rain and German tourists. So, whether it is the fjords as deep as the prime minister's pockets on election day, or the colony of laplanders which eats anything as long as it is reindeer: if Norway was a person, it would be, without doubt, a strange fish indeed".

and then, it is Marilyn Mansons wife, Dita von Teese.
She's hot, right?

Doing homework in the sun

A marching band just passed my house. I’m sitting outside in the low, warming sun. And it’s the best Norwegian spring since last year. And as this marching band passes, and I realise I probably couldn’t tell difference from when they were playing their song, or from when they were actually getting run over by a truck, I wonder who created justice in this world.

At four in the morning you might wake up from the loud booms of a russe buss. Because the Norwegian Senior years (18 of age) celebrate their last year of school this way. They dress up in red, baggy clothes (especially designed for the occasion), with a hat and with a bamboo stick with a little ribbon on it, then they drink, fuck and party for 17 days. From 1st to the 17th of May, that is. They usually also design their own concept for a bus (at least on my side of town, which is very rich, where they spend hundreds of thousands of kroners on their celebration). They have giant DJ equipment, fancy lights, smoke machines, posh furniture and expensive websites, logos and themes. At certain weekends and places during May, they gather with these huge buses (vans or cars are accepted too) and party their asses off.

--- Plug in laptop charger ---

There, sorry about that. Now, who DID create justice in this world? Well, the answer is simple: Nobody did!

Because the Russ are no longer allowed to wake you up at four or five, or three or any time during the night, or any time during the day for that sake, because it “disturbs” the peace and quiet of the city inhabitants. The police have forbid them in having their huge stereos going when driving through town, or when standing still when in a populated area.
Personally I quite fancy waking up to their awesome music, the thumping beat and the sound of laughter, because that’s what life is about! Having fun! Waking up by the sound of noise, go back to sleep with your pulse still dancing to their beat.

And as these young, happy russ are loosing their right to party among people, the fucking marching bands are on the loose. As I’m “a younger generation” perhaps I will view this differently when I grow up. But right now, I don’t think it’s fair to disallow fun, and allow a gang of lunatic, screeching, howling, banging, crashing, shishing, marching idiots in the streets where I live.

No thanks, I don’t want your marching band.
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