Dull Day

Winter just won't let go around here. In fact, we've got more winter now that we've had all friggin' year! Why is that? Why does it do this to me... give me 3-4 weeks worth of reasonably nice weather... no snow, sunshine, almost warm enough to put on a nice cool spring jacket... some rain - ok, fine. Birds start chirping away - everything appears as if spring is drawing near.

And, then... BOOM!

Just like that - one night you get up in the middle of night to wee-wee and you look out the window, only to see a massive downfall of giant white flakes, like Godzilla with a severe case of dandruff has walked into town. And, then it is freezing cold, snow damn near every day, and even more ice.

If I don't get me some warm weather soon, it comes down to two options for me - either way I'll end up in a small confined space with guards keeping a close eye on me.

Option 1: Go out on the town with a sawed off shotgun in my hand, shooting everything in sight while cussing the hell out of winter... resulting in a life sentence to prison.

Option 2: Completely lose whatever is left of my sanity and sit curled up in a corner, mumbling to myself about the impending doom and how the aliens, disguised as snowmen, are coming to take over the world... which will get me committed to the local funny farm.

I'm still fighting against both of these options.

Yesterday - traditionally in Sweden - was the national Waffle Day. Swedish waffles are quite different from the one's you're used to in the States. They are more like a dessert (which is why Swedes raise an eyebrow when you mention waffles for breakfast). You serve them up with whipped cream and jam of your choice - personally I want them with raspberry jam. I had gotten hold of some fresh (imported) strawberries, so I added those as well.

Yes, that's what I'm trying to say here. I gave myself a treat yesterday. I made me some waffles, and a cup of latte (I bought some little packets - just add water). I also popped a movie into the DVD and took a look at the Asian version of Dark Water, from 2002. Not a bad movie at all.

Below is a pic of the Swedish waffles I served up for myself.


It is one of those things that I don't like about being single. That's a hell of a lot of work to go through only for yourself. At times like this it would be nice to have a cute girl I could serve this stuff up to, and who would reward me with some wild and rough sex a big hearty smile.

I was gonna do the "Quirks About Me" post today, which won the poll I had up a while ago - but I'm really not in the mood. My team lost game 2 of the ice hockey semi finals and are now down 0-2, not looking good.

The thing that pisses me off is that they don't even appear to be trying to win any games right now... guys - it's not fucking Sunday league we're playing here!

Wordzzle / Game 7

I'm getting ready to watch the game tonight. After being robbed of the equalizer in the very last second of yesterday's game, I am still outraged, and my team better win!

Besides. I read today that a "specialist" team of technicians have been looking at the time board, and they have come to the conclusion that there is NOTHING wrong with it... which means some asshole decided to push the button on purpose to start the buzzer just as FBK got hold of the puck in the corner. I'm sure there will be repercussions, but the result will stand.

Game 7 - winner goes to the semi finals, loser ends the season. I am jacked up for this event tonight! Wish me (and my team) good luck!

Anyway. Quickly threw together Raven's Saturday Wordzzle Challenge, and I hope you'll enjoy reading these really short little stories. The idea behind Wordzzle is to write a story, and you need to use the words she has chosen for us. It's a little tricky at times, but a fun little challenge. Check her blog out to see who else played.

Here are the words we had to use this week: horse shoe, antique chest, marigold, lunatic, science fiction, Oregon, previously, 10 billion, google, tree hugger

And here's my story:

Marigold ran for her life.

She felt like a character in a bad science fiction movie. The odds must've been 10 billion to one that the lunatic chasing her would google her name in his quest to murder every tree hugger on the planet.

She had previously put an ad on e-bay, selling her old horse shoe and an old antique chest, and while speaking to a man from Oregon who was interested in bying, she had told him of her love of mother earth.

And now she was chased down the streets by this raving madman.

Marigold ran for her life.

Short and (?)sweet(?). There was a mini challenge too. Only five words to use in that one, and for some reason I found that one harder to do.

These are the five words: pardon me, feather duster, gathering storm, furthermore, magnolia blossoms

And the story:

"Pardon me."

The hispanic maid at the Magnolia Blossoms hotel put her feather duster down and looked at the man who spoke to her.

"Sir?", she felt uneasy about his presence. Didn't really want to speak to him. He looked like a homeless man to her.

"There's a gathering storm out there. I need a room for the night."

"I no have room. Room is in lobby, speak to man in desk, yes." Her english was not the best, and furthermore she needed to finish cleaning up. She wanted the man to go away from her.

"I'll do that. I'll speak to the man at the desk".

As he turned to walk away, she noticed something in the mirror... he wasn't really there at all.

I'll get back to you all with Funday Sunday tomorrow... I hope I'll be in the right mood to do it after tonights game!

Oh, and yes! Have a happy Easter!

An Outrage!

5 seconds is all it takes! Or is it 3? What the hell just happened last night is beyond me... all I can say is that it is an absolute outrage and totally scandalous. How this can happen at the top level of sports is simply not acceptable.

Lets start by telling you the basics. The play offs in the Swedish hockey league are in progress. Quarter finals are being played out - best of seven. Hockey is the number one sport in this country (close second would be soccer).

I am a huge fan of FBK, and they are currently battling it out with Frölunda for a semi-final spot. FBK lead the series 3-2, and went on the road to hopefully finish them off.

Game 6 was an absolute thriller - and a tremendous game to watch. At the start of the 3rd period, FBK seemed to have done enough, taking the lead 4-2. Then, with two men in the penalty box Frölunda get back in the game. 4-3 scores... they go crazy, playing hockey like mad. The equalizer and the go-ahead goal are scored in rapid succession, and FBK have completely lost control of the game.

This is when things start going crazy in this memorable hockey match.

Frustrated, an FBK player tackles a Frölunda player in the back - the supporters go berzerk. Security at their home stadium - which by the way is a secondary, much smaller stadium than their regular one, and certainly not equipped for play-off ice hockey - has failed and a glass bottle end up on the ice, shattering. Apparently it was thrown right at the player, but thankfully missed him.

Ok. So these things happen - and they are scandalous enough. This was just the beginning of the craziest night in sports I've ever witnessed.

They redo the ice, to make sure there is no glass left on it - so we have about a 10 minute break with five minutes on the clock. This actually gave FBK a chance to regroup and try to get back into the game.

When things really started going crazy is when there was 5 seconds to go on the clock. A face-off in Frölunda's defensive zone, and FBK still down by the one goal. Now, try to follow this crazy shit:

5 seconds left: The ref drops the puck. Frölunda wins the face-off, and the puck goes down in the corner behind their goal.

4 seconds left: Four players, two from each team, battle it out in the corner - trying to get possession of the puck.

3 seconds left: Still a jumble of players trying to get the puck out of the corner. It's a total brawl... AND THEN THE FUCKING BUZZER GOES OFF! The one that signals the end of the game!!!

2 seconds left: The puck comes loose. A pass out to FBK's Mikael Johansson in front of the goal. Frölunda's goalie is just standing there not understanding what the hell is going on... but the game is NOT over!

1 second left: Mikael Johansson shoots and scores, quite easily, and FBK players celebrate like mad for another second... all the while the buzzer is sounding.

Then, the ref signals something - FBK players point to the scoreboard where the clock reads 19:59... they scored the goal before time was up. Fighting among players behind the goal ensue. Others are hunting down the referee demanding to know what's going on.

Mind you, this is a very important game too.

Fifteen minutes later, it is decided there will be a face-off in the Frölunda defensive zone again - with (now hear this out) 3 seconds to go??? No goal!

How can it not be a goal? How can there only be 3 seconds to go if they want to replay the face-off because the Gawd damned buzzer went off too soon? How can that fucking buzzer go off before the time on the clock is up, unless someone manually pushes the son-of-a-bitchin' button?

I'm telling you... this is absolutely crazy.

A decisive 7th game will be played tomorrow, and I sure hope we kick their asses then. I was furious last night! How can something like this happen in professional sports? I've never seen anything like it!

If you want to see a clip of the craziness - click the picture below... unless you understand the Swedish language you won't understand what they're saying... but you'll see the crazyness in pictures.