Friday, August 24, 2012

The mobile buss

We were three men in an o mobilei. bus called "Old Betty".
We had traveled from Tallinn in Estonia to Stockholm, and now we went here and there to pick up 'The Drivers' forgotten things.
It was then the phone rang. It was The Boss. "Where are you?, You should have been here this morning!"
"Shut up!" 'The driver' screamed, and struck off the phone.


Sunday, August 19, 2012

Cartoon on Canvas

I wish I could transfer my cartoons digitally on a canvas, with the special techniques described in the article below in the New Yorker.
but I can always dream about it.
Next time, I'll continue the story of  old betty.
A Sunday morning #hangover cartoon by Zachary Kanin: http://t.co/mMvhhADa -- The New Yorker (@NewYorker)

Friday, August 17, 2012

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Know your ancestors

It may be important to know your ancestors - especially if you are the leader of a Far-right party in Hungary who does not like Jews, as the person in the Washington Post article below.
This subject could be stuff for a thriller: Imagine that you one day people around you find out something about you that you didn´t know - And turn it against you.

Washington Post: Jewish ancestry

Monday, August 13, 2012

Nice staff-So far

Kallholmens restaurang
We sit in a restaurant off the coast of my hometown, and we have ordered herring. Nice staff - so far.
The place is situated at Sörfjärden (Soerfjaerden).



                                                  Link: Kallholmens bryggeri&restaurang









Saturday, August 11, 2012

Trade fair in northern town

Just visit a trade fair in the northern Swedish town of Piteå.
we ate a very good cheese cake,  home made by a young couple from Tornedalen, a borderline area between Sweden and Finland.
The young couple has a cafe on the trade fair.
And the sun is shining.


Friday, August 10, 2012

First on Mars

Who will be firat to set his/hers fot on Mars? After a long trip in Space their lega would be like spaghetti, I suppose.
See the link below from Washington Post

http://wapo.st/QmKZ2S


The pattern of terror

The worst terror comes, sometimes, from inside our country. Like in Norway last summer.

.@SteveCollNY: #OakCreek reflects "the surprising pattern of right-wing, racist, and domestic terrorism since 9/11": http://t.co/HtlqaSwC -- The New Yorker (@NewYorker)

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Cranium cloud over Tallinn

This story continues from "A ferry called Estonia".

I still remember when i stood on Ferry Estonia, looking at Tallinn. I saw a yellow, dirty cloud hanging over the Estonian capital. The cloud looked like a Cranium with a gunshot through it.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Curiosity on Mars

                             Neil Armstrong and Curiosity

It's not only syrian prime minister (Riyad Hijab) who has jumped off something; today Neil Armstrong has his birthday, Reading this in a Washington Post tweet, I remember when Armstrong sat his foot on the moon 1969. I was taking a bath in a lake, either when it happened or if I read it in a tabloid. And today rover Curiosity landed on Mars. I´m curios.
I wish Curiosity good luck. And the people at NASA

                                              - Moon? I thought you said Mars.

                                       Washington Post: Curiosity on Mars


Saturday, August 4, 2012

A ferry called Estonia

"will the church pay for this trip asked the "first" driver, when we
drove back from Latvia in our mobile bus Old Betty. We had just left supplies to a school in the town Saulkrasti.
We were told to go back the same way that we came: thru Finland.
But, when we came to Tallinn, the driver decided to take a ferry named Estonia, destined to Stockholm.
Later we understood why.

To be continued


Friday, August 3, 2012

A Baltic sun beach

We use to take a bath on the beaches at Saulkrasti ( Lat; sun beaches ) when we visit Latvia. But not this summer. We can only hope that next summer will not flood away.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Who´s Old Betty?

First time I was traveling to Lativa was with a mobile bus, called "Old Betty". It was just after the Latvian independence, and we brought with us supplies to a Latvian school in Saulkrasti, about 48 km to the north from Riga. Saulkrasti means "the sun beaches". But before we came there, the bus stopped due to fuel shortage. And what should we do now?

To be continued