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2010, eh?

January 9, 2010
By Asmodeane in Posts, Travel

G’day mates! And Welcome To The Wonderful World Of Tomorrow! It’s the dawn of a glorious new decade in this fantastic new millennium. What technological wonders will we see arise? What medical marvels? What cataclysmic perturbations? Time will alone will tell, I’m afraid. But enough with this pompous crap. Back to the business at hand.

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Nice pants.

Nice pants, boys.

The celebrations have been celebrated, and it’s now time to get back down to the nitty-gritty of daily living. Last time I wrote I was going to a New Year’s party at a friend’s place. It is almost a tradition now, The Party. And, as sad as it is for me to admit it, it’s been steadily getting more and more sedate over the years. This time the attendance rate was fairly low, with a few key people missing, but other than that the party proved to be quite successful. Oh, and another sign of aging: none of the guests brought fireworks! None! That has never, ever happened before… We did go out and watch other people fire theirs at Midnight. After that two of our friends undressed down to their skivvies, wrestled in the snow for a bit, and then ran back home through the snow drifts, leaving their clothes behind for us to carry, a daring feat I dared not repeat (poetry!), for the temperature was as low as -20c and I am allergic to cold… Once we got back to the flat the boys were already there, sitting around in their undies, warming themselves up with whiskey. I promptly took of my own pants in in a display of solidarity, as did the rest of the guys. I also tasted the whiskey, but hated it even though it was really la-di-dah and expensive. Anyway, we sat around for a little while, drank some more, but then people started leaving, and we decided to as well. And that’s when it started going downhill. I’m not gonna go into details, but we had an awful row with my girlfriend that ended with us going home separately. We chuckled over it later, but man, it felt really bad at the time. Except for pushing her into a snowdrift. That felt kinda good.

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Yeah… And now, over a week later, the weather gods are still busy being assholes. At least there’s sunshine today, even though the temperature is hovering around -20C… I’m getting progressively tired of this stupid weather. The car is playing up, there is no going out, and the whole “wake up, go out, freeze while digging car out” thing is getting mighty boring. The car only starts to warm up when I pull into the parking lot at work, clutching at the steering wheel with numb blue fingers. And work? Ha! I’m losing my car privileges, and I’m not gonna have my own office anymore. Sigh. Oh well, it was good for as long as it lasted. After all, nobody gave me the office. I just sort of took it over when things were in turmoil at the company. And was able to keep my ass in it for over a year, imagine! And the car thing, well, that was sort of accidental too. So, all in all, easy come easy go. At least I hope they’re not gonna cut my salary. It’s below Finnish male average as it is, anyway… So yes, the cold winds of change are whistling through my bones, tickling my spleen.

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And today I will once again depart to Sverige (rhymes with porridge)! Simich is turning 29, and is having his birthday party aboard HMS MS Silja Serenade, a large and luxurious ferry that cruises between Stockholm and Helsinki. It’s been a while since I last took a cruise that-a way. I don’t know how long exactly, and too lazy to go dig in the blog archives, but at least a year and a half. Oh, funny factoid, I first took a cruise on board Silja Serenade back in the early 90’s when it just entered service. It was the first of its kind, with that wide and tall central promenade deck that is now so popular with all new cruise ships. It blew my thirteen year old mind… Anyway, the only buggersome thing is that the ferry returns to Helsinki on Monday, at 09:55, and I have to go directly to work, so will have to find a parking spot somewhere close to the terminal and pray that they won’t fine me. The work situation also sets a nasty restriction on my drinking, because I will have to drive to work and, and this one’s bad, there’s a meeting of the production team right after I arrive. In fact, it was postponed just so they could include me. So no hangover allowed… Will have to stock up on painkillers and chewing gum. Or, alternatively and implausibly, drink less on Sunday. Expect a full report from the scene at the beginning of next week!

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Now, finally, for some link-dumpage!

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The video goodness of this post will be represented by the Bergen to Olso in 7 hours -movie! Real time! 7 hours of footage! Awesome. Here’s the link to the site with the complete movie, and below is a little montage to whet your appetite. Now imagine taking a transatlantic flight or something, and watching the whole trip at the same time! Going physically from one place to another while traveling mentally somewhere else completely. It will blow your fucking mind, man.

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Ok, fine, that last one was kind of dull. But! Next up is the amazing slow-mo explosive duck penis! Yes. Duck penis.

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That… Was amazing.

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  1. AnonymousJanuary 22, 2010 @ 08:31

    Why, dear god why did you put a video of duck dick in your blog????



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