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On old acquaintances
The previous weekend I got to hang out with some old friends. One of them - let's call him Ken* - is Japanese and I met him when we were both attending university in a remote city of Japan, almost...
View ArticleOn jolly July, aberrant August
It's been a weird summer in Norway. Weird, because it's been awesome. Weather-wise we are talking about the July of the century, or some such cliché. Sun has been had. Pale Norwegians soaked up vitamin...
View ArticleOn words I have yet to decide the meaning of
I have invented the following words, but have not yet decided what they should mean. Screw etymology (even though, or perhaps just because, I love it). Suggestions are welcome.Ksnø (alternative...
View ArticleOn words to the wiser*
"It is important to note that..." doesn't meant that something is important."I have fixed every edit you suggested" doesn't mean that no more edits are required (or even that you actually fixed what I...
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On pretense
Let's pretend this is a blog you still read with some regularity - in fact, let's pretend it's a blog I write with some regularity.Let's pretend Albert Einstein was a duck. Might as well.Let's pretend...
View ArticleOn the excitement and worries concerning two important work tasks I have...
Today I have two tasks that plague me more than the 70-paper-long-log-of-papers-I-need-to-grade.One is to write a speech for tonight's Christmas Party at work, where I will mull over the past two years...
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On the return of light and giraffes
The sky is reflected in the windows of the nearby building, stretching out in a metallic-blue-yellow hue in between an instagram filter and something you might have found in the fabric of a skirt in...
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On metrogiraffe
It's been years since I last visited Paris. I think it's time to go back.
View ArticleOn LBJ
We meet again, old vague acquaintance.I never did get the hang of you last time.Your entry into the White House was sudden, unexpected, tragic. It was inevitable for you to end up in Jack's shadow....
View ArticleOn feelings you might be having right now
The feeling of taking the last of the Nutella because you feel entitled to it.Of arriving late at work because you can.Of reading one of the free newspapers taken from a stand at the bus stop, and...
View ArticleOn socwardness (part three)
As I've claimed on this blog before, I am generally a fairly socially adept person, with some notable exceptions. No, really. It's partially a personality trait I've had since I was quite little and...
View ArticleOn a police car, four helicopters and a Canadian mountie
I must be going crazy, and I'm drinking peppermint-chocolate tea.No, bear with me here. I could be going crazy. There is no sure-fire way of telling. My hair is too long. Or rather, it's in need of a...
View ArticleOn long time, no see
People tend to resurface.I met this girl, we used to know each other. We said "hello". "How are you?""What are you doing now?" and that was it.I met this girl, we never really knew each other. We said...
View ArticleOn the transvisual transgressions of the transatlantic tranquilizer trajectory.
I spent all my creative energy on that title, so now all that is left is for me to pretend I really meant to and compose a short text devoid of any creativity whatsoever.It shouldn't be too difficult.I...
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On midwestern adventures (part three)
Five years ago I went to Ann Arbor, Michigan to visit my friend Tami. Little did I know that I someday would be coming back for work (and to visit Tami again, naturally).So far it's been mostly work,...
View ArticleOn people I meet
Sometimes you meet people who make an impression.This week I met one of the Presidents I am writing my PhD on. Jimmy Carter, even at 90, is still working hard, and thus spends a fair amount of time at...
View ArticleOn leaving the U.S., again
Let's start at the beginning: what does a pop tart really taste like? I have been in the U.S. long enough that I should have had plenty of opportunities to find out, but honestly, I've never tried one....
View ArticleOn Good and Bad Bosses
Being a PhD student (especially in Norway, where it is paid employment) is in many ways a sweet deal. You get to spend time working on exactly the thing you're (supposed to be) most interested in. You...
View ArticleOn audio input
I've developed a new habit/addiction.I used to listen to Spotify on my way to and from work, but as much as I love music, it would eventually get boring as music frequently works more as a way of...
View ArticleOn socwardness (part whatever it is by now - who keeps count anyway)
It is an old, much bespoken, and thus well-known problem for Norwegians when encountering Americans that we misstep on one particular (and very crucial) part of initial social codes: the greeting....
View ArticleOn Mrs P.
Sometimes I still think about Mrs P.She used to be my neighbor where I grew up. She lived in the faded green house at the top of the steep road where my family lived. She lived with her husband. They...
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On not-deadness
I'm not dead.But I am starting to wonder if I'm becoming a zombie.I came back here hunting for an old post I remembered writing when I was working on my master's thesis, describing how I really didn't...
View ArticleOn dissertastelessness
A Non-At-All Comprehensive (But Nevertheless Somewhat Lengthy and Ambitious) List of Things I Shall Do Once I Finish My PhD Dissertation (Also, Haven't I Written This Post Before Only Then It Said MA...
View ArticleOn funminishing, part 1
Looking back, it seems I've become decreasingly funnier the last few years. As in, moving in the wrong direction. I used to be funny, or at the very least, funnier than I am now. One might say I am...
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