Obama, seriously?

Barack Obama won the Nobel peace prize even though he hasn’t taken any real action yet. I like Obama, but this paints him out even more as the next Jesus.

Normally the Nobel Prize is awarded 10-40 years after a person has accomplished something worthwhile, but when this year’s nomination deadline ended Obama had only been president for two weeks. I find that a little odd.

Little Gamers is once again on top of things.

Obama, seriously?
Obama, seriously?

Well, let’s just hope that he will one day actually do something worthy of the prize. And at least he is not keeping the money.

To buy or not to buy – regarding laundry

For the last two years or so I’ve become increasingly irritated when doing the laundry.
What mostly bother me is the following:

  • About half the time people have been using twice the amount of detergent in the machine, resulting in leftovers that will go into the next wash that I have to clean up before doing my laundry. Since M has a very allergic skin we have to use a special non-allergic laundry detergent, and having to remove old lumps of strongly perfumed detergent isn’t fun.
  • People can’t read instructions. They often put powder detergent in the compartment for liquid detergent, resulting in it being completely clogged as this only uses a thin pipe for the detergent to pass. Which I have to clean.
  • People do not empty the fuzz from the tumbler-drier. Which I have to clean unless I want more fuzz, feathers and other stuff on our clothes.
  • People leave detergent powder on the clothes table used for folding clothes. Which I have to clean.
  • About everything that you should clean after laundry (machines, tables, floors…) is often dirty, sticky or powdery.

-So talk to your neighbors about it!

No can do. The wash house is shared on over 100 households, and the digital booking system doesn’t allow you to see who had the pass before you. And I doubt writing angry notes will help much.

Generally, it’s all about cleaning up after others in order to do our laundry that I’m tired of. So I’m thinking about buying my own washing machine.
A washing machine with A+ energy class costs about 5000 SEK including delivery and installation, so with the electrical cost and divided over 5 years (I have no idea how long you usually keep a washing machine so that is just a guess) it will cost about 25 SEK per week. After 5 years the cost drops to about 4 SEK / week based on todays electrical price. Water is included in the rent so that is not a problem.

The drawback is that it takes a bit of space and the clothes will have to dry in the apartment instead of in the washing house on the inner courtyard. On the other side I don’t have to go back and forth to the washing house on the inner courtyard every time. 😉 And I can wash whenever I need without having to book a time days ahead.

Has anyone ever regretted buying their own washing machine and prefer going to a washing room shared with hundreds of other people?

Update: http://www.lumien.se/regarding-laundry-part-ii/

440 kilometers by moped

Tomorrow I will possibly have the worst trip of my life so far. Or the most boring, back-aching, cold and lonely. Or the best.

Anyway, I will attempt to drive my Gilera Runner (50cc) från Stockholm to Ulricehamn, a trip that totals about 440 kilometers. I will make a stop (and possibly spend the night) in Tibro, but have otherwise no plans besides hourly stops to stretch, eat, and so on.

Why? The practical reason is that I’m going to store the moped at my parents place during the winter, but the other reason is probably just for the heck of it. “Because it’s there”, as a mountain climber would say. When I was 15 I wanted to go on a moped vacation with my friends, but that never happened so perhaps I’m subconsciously compensating for it now. 😉
To quote the great Waylon Jennings: I’ve always been crazy but it’s kept me from going insane.

To see the route I’ll likely take: Google Maps

Now: Time to pack.

Update:

A few miles from Katrineholm
A few miles from Katrineholm

The  trip went great! I took the whole trip in one day, only staying for a pizza with my friend Dossen in Tibro instead of spending the night there.

Total travel time: 12½ hours, including a total of about 3½ hours of breaks for stretching, food and gas.

I’m very glad I took this trip. 😀

Dreams & Regrets

Read this through. It’s an important one.

I’m currently ill and lying in bed writing (netbooks rule). It first started three weeks ago with coughing that only got worse until I lost my voice. Then last week I was almost fine, went to work and all (perhaps too early). And this Sunday it came back, along with a really bad stomach. I went to the doctor yesterday who believed that I have gotten two different virus infections right after another. So nothing to do but rest and wait.
Which got me thinking.

When I am incapacitated and unable to do things actively, I long for them more, which is part of human nature. But when I am available to do them, I often don’t. I think people in general is spending way more time and energy dreaming about things than on actually fulfilling those dreams.
Example: I have wanted to go to Japan since I was 16, but didn’t do it until last year, and then only upon a suggestion from M. Of course, when I was 16 I couldn’t afford it. But what about when I was 21 or later? I could easily have saved up for it then if i was only motivated enough. But I think that’s exactly the problem. As I grow older, my motivation grows weaker and I spend more time longing and dreaming that doing.

So I am trying to change.
I don’t want to look back on my life and regret all the things I didn’t do, all the opportunities to try new things that I passed. I don’t mean to be fully dedicated to everything I do in your life, that’s likely impossible, but at least try things.

When we are children, we think “I wish I was a grown-up so that I could do this and that”. But why is it that when we reach adulthood, we often don’t do those things? Are we simply afraid that we will seem childish to do so, or are we so institutionalized that we cannot step outside the box for a moment and see other possibilities?
What did you say when you were a child?

-When I grow up I’m going to stay up all night watching all the Police Academy movies and eat ice cream!
-When I grow up I’m going to be a fireman and an inventor!
-When I grow up I’m going to have a green motorcycle!
-When I grow up I’m going to buy a pinball machine and have it in my living room next to my popcorn machine!
-When I grow up I’m going to go to Okinawa to learn Karate!

So what happened? Did the dreams disappear or are they still there, deep down? Think about what is stopping you from fulfilling those dreams. Money? Space? Time?

No, think again. What is really stopping you. Is it fear of ridicule? Fear of losing your safe, stable position in life? Does it mean quitting your job, leaving your apartment and go into the unknown?

Or are you simply not motivated enough? Do you not want it as much as you did as a child, or do you suppress that wish?

Think of it this way; When you are old and look back at your life, what will you most regret?

  1. That you took that crazy trip where you met all those people and saw all those awesome things?
  2. That you finally bought that car you had been dreaming of for 25 years?
  3. That you stepped up and spoke your mind no matter what other people thought?
  4. That you took that course and learned how to speak that language?
  5. That you recorded that album and released it independently when you at first didn’t get a contract?
  6. That you didn’t do any of the above?

I have a feeling most of us is waiting for something to happen, that we can ride the wave, follow the flow. But most of the time life doesn’t happen that way, not if you want to experience what you really want.  You have to start things yourself, make your own plans and sometimes dare ignore the unwritten rules on how things should be done.

So what have I done to follow my dreams? Not enough, it feels like. But the last year I have probably visited more countries than in my entire life, and in the last couple of months I have taken some decisions that will affect my near future at least:

  • I have applied for a driver’s license permit for a motorcycle and is currently looking to buy one. Might not happen until spring, but it will happen. As I said 15 years ago I would.
  • I have decided to study Japanese and eventually go back there.
  • I will sometime this week buy a cake and eat in bed for no reason more than that I enjoyed it as a child on my birthdays. And I don’t have to wait for my birthday if I don’t want to.

I am grown up now and can do what I want to do. I can be who I want to be. I can learn what I want to know. I can experience what I want to see. I can create what my imagination decides. And so can you. You only have  to want it enough and don’t be afraid.

I sincerely hope I can keep this up. I hope I will still be able to think this way 30 years from now.

GPS FTW

I just bought a GPS for my bike (can I still say bike even though it’s technically a scooter?).

It’s nice. I can even hear the voice quite clearly through the helmet while riding if I crank up the volume.

I tried going to work the other day using printed google maps, but still got lost since I had to go through the inner city (Stockholm) since I live on the north side and work on the south side.

I’ll give it another shot in a day or two, using my new Garmin Nüvi 205. Unfortunately there was no good way of placing it on the handlebar, but some cable ties and patience fixed it good:

Garmin Nuvi 205 on my Gilera Runner
Garmin Nuvi 205 on my Gilera Runner

Ferry to Riga

Me, M and Sanna took a ferry to Latvia this tuesday and just got back.

Riga is not quite as depressing as Tallin, but not so far off either. It’s ok to visit, but nothing that I will long to visit again.

Glenn Miller Café

Yesterday my old friend Dossen came to visit. After strolling through town, visiting comic book shops and having lunch, we later went to Glen Miller Café together with M.

The food was great (as always), the music (Sara Hedman Kvartett) was classy and temperature was high. We all had a good time, and later went back to my place and was joined by Fredde.

The photos below are from both mine and Dossens cameras (his is way better), and I just had to do a photoshop version of something I have wanted to to for years: put a lightsaber in the hand Karl XIV Johan’s statue at Slussen, Stockholm.