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July Pieces Of My Mind #2
Stoner dude got kicked out of our Christian abstainer hostel for eating our food and waddling around baked out of his noggin. And we found half of the bikini.
A good thing about never having been in particularly great physical shape is that you don’t really notice becoming middle-aged.
Stoner dude refers to excavation team’s black metal bass player Mats as “the Rasta guy with the camo pants”, achieves instant immortality.
It took the addition of Pokémon to make geocaching a majority concern, 16 years after the fact.
Oh for fuck’s sake, Swedish Peace & Arbitration Society. You’ve got a membership database. And you’ve got a database of steady donors. But you send paper mail to the entire membership list asking for donations, and write “If you’re a steady donor, please ignore this letter”.
I like magpies. So close to still being velociraptors.
The antibiotic cream for my damaged eye goes down the tear canal to my throat and up into my mouth every time I hawk up phlegm. Tastes really bad but shows that you can sample food by sticking it into your eye.