May Pieces Of My Mind #1

Magnolia, Boat Hill, Fisksätra

• Why is it so hard for Swedes to learn that there’s an S on the verb when he-she-it does stuff?
• Now is the month of maying / When merry lads are playing / Each with his bonny lass / Upon the greeny grass
• Wonder if Robert E. Howard would have enjoyed heavy metal.
• Marking these national tests is like counting up the final score in Agricola or 7 Wonders. 50 times. Without getting to play the games.
• Dad lunch: unattractive contents of four plastic boxes from fridge combined.
• A hangover is just acetaldehyde poisoning after the ethanol has been processed. Wonder if you can get an instant hangover by drinking acetaldehyde.
• Archaeologists, quit writing that you “recovered” stuff that you’ve found. You never saw it before, let alone owned it. You can recover your lost cell phone.
• Refugee settlement should be distributed across the EU by GDP, not by the member countries’ population size.
• Cure fans! Listen to Josh Rouse’s “Feeling No Pain”!
• I seem to be employable. I keep getting employed!
• Swedish universities are rigging their recruitment to make sure favoured internal candidates get jobs, according to Sweden’s leading university union. Over half of all job ads are published less than 21 days before the application deadline. Over a third of advertised positions meet with only a single application.
• Over-designed rules: the national tests in English have a mechanism to dock points from students with excellent vocab and very poor spelling. Such students are extremely rare. Brings me back to reading 80s role-playing game rules.

Cherry blossom, Stocksund