As you probably noticed already, I have edited my banner. It's the first one of a kind that isn't just cut-and-pasted from a pic of mine. My artistic bullshit values are on display now, LOL!
Purple has been my favorite colour since my early twenties. Maybe it just grew on me by watching those fabulous colours on Jimi Hendrix, Deep Purple and Prince albums covers. Suddenly I realized that HELL, THIS IS MY COLOUR! It was used as a theme colour in my wedding too. Luckily my wife likes purple too!
Well, my oldie favorite colour was yellow. You can draw meaningful conclusions based on that, and all that shit. I'm not sure if I ever get back to yellow again. I'm not even sure of if I wanted to. Purple is so cool... like vanilla to me.
Two-fold-idiotism idioms on sale
Almost 25 years of having a driving license and then getting two parking tickets in one week. For the first time in your life. Amazing! I feel like an idiot.
Last Saturday I was visiting Tampere with my family. We knew there was a sushi restaurant in the city centre. I let the others off at the restaurant and continued to find me a parking place.
I found one very closeby. I went to the parking meter and started putting money there. It said that at 2,80 € you could stay for an hour there. Quite expensive but I put 3 euro coins there. The machine threw up the coins every time! If 2,80 were a maximum, it could have given me 20 cents back, or swallow the whole of 3€, but no; the coins ran through the machine as if they had been forbidden currency or something.
Then I put in my mastercard because it said that it was a valid means of payment. It only prompted: "Take the card off." No PIN query, nothing. I still pushed the 'print out' button and it started printing. But the time in the note was present time.
This morning I sent a reclamation to the city of Tampere. I have already paid the bill I got, but still. There's not much hope of getting my money back and setting my record straight, meaning my increasing criminal record, LOL! Well I'm not actually laughing, but you might be.
I have been using parking houses lately in the city, so I had no idea what's going on. It came to me only afterwards that maybe I should have pressed that green button several times to get more minutes for parking. But the printing started immediately, so how could I have done that?
I feel like an idiot. Just give me a third ticket and my driving license becomes one endangered species. This is giving more shades to my spectrum of state of mind. In a day (read: week) or two I'll get over it. A piece of good news wouldn't harm me severely at this point though...
Last Saturday I was visiting Tampere with my family. We knew there was a sushi restaurant in the city centre. I let the others off at the restaurant and continued to find me a parking place.
I found one very closeby. I went to the parking meter and started putting money there. It said that at 2,80 € you could stay for an hour there. Quite expensive but I put 3 euro coins there. The machine threw up the coins every time! If 2,80 were a maximum, it could have given me 20 cents back, or swallow the whole of 3€, but no; the coins ran through the machine as if they had been forbidden currency or something.
Then I put in my mastercard because it said that it was a valid means of payment. It only prompted: "Take the card off." No PIN query, nothing. I still pushed the 'print out' button and it started printing. But the time in the note was present time.
This morning I sent a reclamation to the city of Tampere. I have already paid the bill I got, but still. There's not much hope of getting my money back and setting my record straight, meaning my increasing criminal record, LOL! Well I'm not actually laughing, but you might be.
I have been using parking houses lately in the city, so I had no idea what's going on. It came to me only afterwards that maybe I should have pressed that green button several times to get more minutes for parking. But the printing started immediately, so how could I have done that?
I feel like an idiot. Just give me a third ticket and my driving license becomes one endangered species. This is giving more shades to my spectrum of state of mind. In a day (read: week) or two I'll get over it. A piece of good news wouldn't harm me severely at this point though...
Yet another (un)success story?
It's been a long time since I previously have been interested in drawing. Yup, one of my unsuccesful hobbies. I have no idea why I'm putting effort to it again. But it seems to be happening that way.
In the early 90's, I created a bird character. It still looks ok to me, but especially what this character is all about intrigued me. Still does.
I sent some of them to a Finnish comic book, Pahkasika (warthog). The level of the drawing quality in Pahkasika had gone down so much so I gathered it was my chance to make it. Well, I was wrong. Thanks but no thanks, and have a great life elsewhere. And all that jazz.
My character made his debut finally in our self-produced cassette recording in 1996. It had a comic strip included in the inside cover. Then my character disappeared in haze.
Last Autumn in Solna, when I hadn't too much to do, I tried again. This time I managed to draw the first coloured version of my character ever, but my interest ran out shortly. At least it had colours now - final colours - that I don't know yet.
This year when I was giving a finishing touch to me-and-my-brother's music quiz project, my bro suggested that this (good) old character could be a mascot for the game. After a looong persuasion of myself I took a pen in my hand and continued with the character. It's there now.
But it didn't end there. For a while, I was planning to put it in the net, but from there it might be too easy to steel. On the other hand, the circulation would be free and world-wide. But I'm doing it in Finnish. Some of the jokes I put in the mouth of my character can't be translated. So much lost in translation to carry on in English, sadly.
I have been dreaming of drawing a comic strip book for years. I had the character, but lacked the substance. Lately I have been writing down some of my new ideas for the character. So even that one might materialize some day. Wouldn't put my money on it, although I may have to, LOL!
What's the name of the character, you may ask. Well, I keep it a secret for now. It will quarantee me a fake feel of security if nothing else. I tried to rename it, but all the new suggestions existed in Google already. Man, I'm beginning to wonder if Google has an algorithm which lists on-the-fly made-up web pages and results to any word you can possibly think of...
The character will have my 'charm' and wit, of course. You decide if that's going to be a success story or not. Yes, still fighting against obscurity. Maybe blogging per se is a sign of mediocrity, brrr, perish the thought!
In the early 90's, I created a bird character. It still looks ok to me, but especially what this character is all about intrigued me. Still does.
I sent some of them to a Finnish comic book, Pahkasika (warthog). The level of the drawing quality in Pahkasika had gone down so much so I gathered it was my chance to make it. Well, I was wrong. Thanks but no thanks, and have a great life elsewhere. And all that jazz.
My character made his debut finally in our self-produced cassette recording in 1996. It had a comic strip included in the inside cover. Then my character disappeared in haze.
Last Autumn in Solna, when I hadn't too much to do, I tried again. This time I managed to draw the first coloured version of my character ever, but my interest ran out shortly. At least it had colours now - final colours - that I don't know yet.
This year when I was giving a finishing touch to me-and-my-brother's music quiz project, my bro suggested that this (good) old character could be a mascot for the game. After a looong persuasion of myself I took a pen in my hand and continued with the character. It's there now.
But it didn't end there. For a while, I was planning to put it in the net, but from there it might be too easy to steel. On the other hand, the circulation would be free and world-wide. But I'm doing it in Finnish. Some of the jokes I put in the mouth of my character can't be translated. So much lost in translation to carry on in English, sadly.
I have been dreaming of drawing a comic strip book for years. I had the character, but lacked the substance. Lately I have been writing down some of my new ideas for the character. So even that one might materialize some day. Wouldn't put my money on it, although I may have to, LOL!
What's the name of the character, you may ask. Well, I keep it a secret for now. It will quarantee me a fake feel of security if nothing else. I tried to rename it, but all the new suggestions existed in Google already. Man, I'm beginning to wonder if Google has an algorithm which lists on-the-fly made-up web pages and results to any word you can possibly think of...
The character will have my 'charm' and wit, of course. You decide if that's going to be a success story or not. Yes, still fighting against obscurity. Maybe blogging per se is a sign of mediocrity, brrr, perish the thought!
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe...
I'm a non-political person. I vote individuals, not parties. In that sense, you might call me an irresponsible voter.
This weekend all the countries inside European Union are voting their candidates for members of European Parliament (MEP). Interest in election varies in different countries between low and very low. They make important decisions over there in Brussels, but the man in the street really has no clue of what's happening. Laws are complex and difficult to find out what they actually tell about.
In my opinion, parties are obsolete. In Finland there is a party for Finland-Swedish people. Is it a left or right wing party? You could say it's in the right because Finland-Swedish are usually loaded. What about the green party? I think it would require a third dimension at least to fit all these modern parties on a scale these days. Why wouldn't a party in the right/left take care of green values? Or do they use it as an excuse to skip all nature-related issues and leave them to the green party?
There is a relatively new and small party, True Finns. I don't like their extreme right-wing attitude by some of them, but at least they are talking in a way I comprehend. Just to be a bitch, I thought to vote them this weekend. If I manage to get myself to vote, that is. I have several reasons.
I have voted maybe all parties by now. I'm not sure about Finland-Swedish, but nothing stops me doing that next time. Maybe. Like I said, I'm irresponsible when it comes to voting, LOL!
This weekend all the countries inside European Union are voting their candidates for members of European Parliament (MEP). Interest in election varies in different countries between low and very low. They make important decisions over there in Brussels, but the man in the street really has no clue of what's happening. Laws are complex and difficult to find out what they actually tell about.
In my opinion, parties are obsolete. In Finland there is a party for Finland-Swedish people. Is it a left or right wing party? You could say it's in the right because Finland-Swedish are usually loaded. What about the green party? I think it would require a third dimension at least to fit all these modern parties on a scale these days. Why wouldn't a party in the right/left take care of green values? Or do they use it as an excuse to skip all nature-related issues and leave them to the green party?
There is a relatively new and small party, True Finns. I don't like their extreme right-wing attitude by some of them, but at least they are talking in a way I comprehend. Just to be a bitch, I thought to vote them this weekend. If I manage to get myself to vote, that is. I have several reasons.
- I don't want to give my vote to the center party. The prime minister has lost my trust some time ago.
- I don't want to vote social democrats. I hate their chairwoman's attitude. Also the president gives me the creeps nowadays.
- Nor do I give my vote to any other major or minor parties, no priest nor celebrities as my choice.
- If I were as sensible as I should, I would vote the green party. I dislike their chairwoman as well (not as much as I used to though), but I have to admit that their contenders have earned my respect along the way.
- There is an election database machine in the net (valmaskin/vaalikone). You may call it as a lottery machine as well. Anyway, I did my choices about the EU issues that were selected topics in the machine. Then it compared my results with all Finnish MEP candidates and gave me a list. The person number two i.e. which had the second best matching answers is my final choice. It was a True Finn.
I have voted maybe all parties by now. I'm not sure about Finland-Swedish, but nothing stops me doing that next time. Maybe. Like I said, I'm irresponsible when it comes to voting, LOL!
Without a net
I'm not talking about living without Internet, God forbid, LOL! I'm referring to my way of creating things. It's like balancing on a tight-rope without a safety net. Let me explain.
It doesn't matter if it's painting, drawing, composing, writing (blogs, lyrics, books) - even talking - when I start I often have no idea how it's going to end. I just start doing it. Not too much planning, just developing the idea along the way. The plan comes later and somehow the pieces seem to fit. I usually land on my feet with my creations, but lately I have began to worry about it. What if I won't? Maybe it's the risk that excites me and pushes me do something new and unforeseeable. I don't know for sure. All I know is that I have always been like this.
I had a recurring conversation with my wife about my so called creative hobbies. I told her that my constant failures in art make me so depressed. She asked: "Why do you want to be famous?" I said that I only want to be respected in things I value myself in me. Yes, I've blogged about this before - sorry about that. She said that not anyone can be that good in what he's doing; I should accept that. Well, I don't want to be anyone - admitting that would kill me.
Clearly my wife can't see my potential, or maybe she has seen enough evidence in our 14+ years together to make a statement like that. It's good to have someone to talk to anyway. Someone who has the balls (although in this case doesn't, LOL!) to tell me things like that straight in my face. I appreciate that anyway, and indeed it gives me power to try harder. Reverse psychology..?
Like this post, I didn't really know how this would end (I came up with the last sentence less than one hour ago basically while chatting with a mate. It seemed somehow fitting so I added it there). The conclusion might be that perhaps I really should plan what I do. Then it might be more acceptable by other people too. And boring to me. Well, that's something I'm not too willing to accept. I don't want to compromise anything in my art - or called it crap if you will. It's either my way or no way... d'oh!
Tomorrow never knows Tomorrow knows, but never tells.
It doesn't matter if it's painting, drawing, composing, writing (blogs, lyrics, books) - even talking - when I start I often have no idea how it's going to end. I just start doing it. Not too much planning, just developing the idea along the way. The plan comes later and somehow the pieces seem to fit. I usually land on my feet with my creations, but lately I have began to worry about it. What if I won't? Maybe it's the risk that excites me and pushes me do something new and unforeseeable. I don't know for sure. All I know is that I have always been like this.
I had a recurring conversation with my wife about my so called creative hobbies. I told her that my constant failures in art make me so depressed. She asked: "Why do you want to be famous?" I said that I only want to be respected in things I value myself in me. Yes, I've blogged about this before - sorry about that. She said that not anyone can be that good in what he's doing; I should accept that. Well, I don't want to be anyone - admitting that would kill me.
Clearly my wife can't see my potential, or maybe she has seen enough evidence in our 14+ years together to make a statement like that. It's good to have someone to talk to anyway. Someone who has the balls (although in this case doesn't, LOL!) to tell me things like that straight in my face. I appreciate that anyway, and indeed it gives me power to try harder. Reverse psychology..?
Like this post, I didn't really know how this would end (I came up with the last sentence less than one hour ago basically while chatting with a mate. It seemed somehow fitting so I added it there). The conclusion might be that perhaps I really should plan what I do. Then it might be more acceptable by other people too. And boring to me. Well, that's something I'm not too willing to accept. I don't want to compromise anything in my art - or called it crap if you will. It's either my way or no way... d'oh!
When the going gets cold, the cold gets going..?
Just realized this week that the half-life (puoliintumisaika) of Finnish Summer weather is two days. On Sunday we had +28 degrees Celsius, on Tuesday it was +14° C, and forecast shows +7 degrees for today. It was +4° C this morning, so it looks like the theory has almost already been verified. I'm looking forward to experiencing the upcoming next weekend. With Winter clothes on.
Bossed around
Yesterday it happened: Bruce Springsteen and his band played a concert in Tampere. It was probably worth every penny cent, but it just isn't my thing. It's kind of boring music actually. The whole center of Tampere was jammed, so I didn't go there at all. We had had plans on going to a terrace near Ratina stadium for a drink or two and listen to Boss' music for free. We skipped that too, thinking of how many other people had had the same thought - especially when it was written in a newspaper as well.
Today another boss paid a visit to Finland. Mr. Putin, a real boss. Well, I don't want to say much about him. Things are not moving fast in Russia, that's all. So many serious news around that I begin to wish to see some light-hearted Summer-news for a while...
Today another boss paid a visit to Finland. Mr. Putin, a real boss. Well, I don't want to say much about him. Things are not moving fast in Russia, that's all. So many serious news around that I begin to wish to see some light-hearted Summer-news for a while...
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