En god latter forlenger livet ^^

Enjoy

Sofatrøbbel på Bontveit

Uken kryper sakte fremover og stemningen er god. Det jeg nå skal fortelle om er gårsdagens utfordring på Bontveit: Hvordan få en litt for stor sofa inn en litt for liten dør?

Dette kan jo virke som en lei knipe, men 66% av familien hjalp til, og tilslutt fikk vi buksert den uhamselige, men akk så herlige, sofaen inn gjennom to smale dører ved hjelp av presenning og tepper. Utrolig nok kom verken sofaen eller bæremannskapene til skade, og etterpå ble det feiret med et velfortjent stykke Tropisk Aroma, mors spesialitet

Is the devil really dead?

Yesteday, me and my mother watched an amazing film called "The River Queen", which takes place in New Zealand during the war between the English emigrants and the natives, the maori-people.
In one scene, before a battle, the English troops sing parts of this great Irish Song.
And I ask therefor the question: Is the devil really dead?



Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose
again,
And joined the British army.

Feed the pigs and milk the cow, milk the cow, milk the cow,
Feed the pigs and milk the cow, so early in the morning.
Tuck your leg up, Paddy, dear. Paddy, dear, I'm over here! Tuck your leg
up, Paddy dear,
It's time to stop your yawning

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose
again,
And joined the British army.

Katie, she is tall and thin, tall and thin, tall and thin.
Katie, she is tall and thin. She likes a drop of brandy.
Drinks it in the bed at night, drinks it in the bed at night, drinks it in the
bed
at night.
It makes her nice and randy.

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose
again,
And joined the British army.

My man is six foot tall, six foot tall, six foot tall,
My man is six foot tall, he likes his sugar candy.
Goes to bed at six o'clock, goes to bed at six o'clock, goes to bed at six
o'clock.
He's lazy, fat and dandy.

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose
again,
And joined the British army.

My wife, she has a hairy thing, a hairy thing, a hairy thing.
My wife, she has a hairy thing, she showed it to me Sunday.
She bought it in the furrier shop, bought it in the furrier shop, bought it in
the furrier shop.
It's going back on Monday.

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead,
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney.
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose
again,
And joined the British army.

Raggle taggle gypsy

Enjoy!

There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
One sang high and the other sang low
And the Lady sang the raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was upstairs and downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
T'was a cry all around the door
She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was late that night when the lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
The servant girl replied to her lord
She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o

Oh then saddle for me my milk white steed
My big horse is not speedy-o
I will ride and I'll seek me bride
She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o

Then he rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also
But when he rode to the wide open fields
It was there that he spied his lady-o

Heavy breath

A silent scream,

and then a sigh

deeper than the ocean.

Falling back into pleasant dreams,

feeling every breath.

Your heart is dancing

on the road of happiness,

high,

higher!

YES!

Usportslig!

Gårsdagens cupkamp mellom Aalesund og Odd vil ikke bli husket på grunn av fine mål eller spennende spill. Nei, den vil bli husket for en jævlig usportslig opptreden:

SE HER

Blir så eitrande sint av at noen kan synke så lavt. Det verste var at dommer ikke så det, og dermed fikk ikke "forbryteren" sin rettmessige straff; et rødt kort.

Er dette et endetidstegn?

Full moon... oh no!

Kollokvie med god bismak

Nå er endelig fredagen kommet og siden jeg ikke hadde noe på tapetet ruslet jeg ned på Nygårsdshøyden for en skikkelig kollokvieinnsats. Nå må det sies at når vi historiestudenter kommer sammen til kollokvier består nærmere 90% av tiden av urelevant snikk-snakk. Men gud hvor gøy det er. Dagens kollokvie var intet unntak fra regelen, og det ble snart klart at denne kom til å ta helt av. Diskusjonen peilet seg ganske raskt inn på det overnaturlige, og ut fra de tre ordene VAMPYR, VARULV og HEKS vokste antallet piler og bokser raskt. Selvfølgelig henger alt sammen, og da vi var ferdige 3 timer etter at vi begynte hadde vi linket sammen alt fra
Den Flygende Hollender, Dodraugen, Dionysos, seksualitet i forskjellige former og x-antall forskjellige mytiske figurer. Felles multiplum var nok BLOD, og man kan på denne måten si at idémyldringen ga en god avkastning.
Så nå er det bare å vente til 4. oktober, som er neste fullmåne....

Guinnesstime? YES!!

Happy Birthday!

250 years

En blodig affære

Nå har jeg vært flink og gitt blod :) Ja, bloggtittelen kan nok mistolkes, men det er bare moro.

Det var ganske så spesielt å vandre rundt i gangene oppe på Haukeland Universitetssykehus, siden jeg aldri har vært innlagt der og kun vært der i forbindelse med dødsfall. Men de som jobbet der var svært hyggelige, og jeg vil anbefale alle som har mulighet og god helsetilstand til å støtte opp om dette.

NORGE TRENGER FLERE BLODGIVERE!