9/30/2009

Oh my god! You are so Iselin! When's the last time you showered?!

Helt siden jeg var liten har jeg lurt på hva navnet mitt betyr. Jeg har aldri slått meg helt til ro med at "det er av ukjent opprinnelse, og Knut Hamsun brukte det i sin roman Pan". Etter å ha funnet Urban Dictionarys beskrivelse av det, skulle jeg ønske at jeg hadde sluttet å lure for lenge siden. Velbekomme.


Noun: Iselin refers to the small town in Northern New Jersey that is beginning to grow over-populated with Indians. Home of the infamous Oak Tree Road, Iselin smells like the inside of a baby's rectum.

Adjective: meaning smelly, grotesque, unbearable, a piece of garbage.

Noun(2): a used tampon.

Noun: Iselin is gross, don't go there.
If you're caucasian and you live in Iselin... you probably hate it.

Adjective: Oh my god! You are so Iselin! When's the last time you showered?!
If you don't clean that mud off your body, you're going to be very Iselin.

Noun(2): Make sure you wrap up your soiled Iselin before you flush it down the toilet.

9/19/2009

UP!

Gå og se den på kino. Og spis godteri med masse farger.



9/17/2009

EN IKKE-NYHET

Verden er full av ikke-nyheter. At Sandra Lyng Haugen ikke er kresen når det kommer til menn er av dem.

9/09/2009

TUSEN TAKK SIGRUN!

I går fikk jeg ekte post i postkassen. Bak all den politiske reklamen som hadde funnet veien inn i "nei takk til reklame"-postkassen min lå det en konvolutt fra Sigrun. I konvolutten lå det en promomixtape for EKKO 09. Yeah! Om to små uker går nemlig turen over fjellet til Bergen på elektronikafestival. Sigrun åpner huset, og sørger for at vi gjør leksene våre før vi kommer. Jeg gleder meg.

9/07/2009

PÅ EN MANDAG

En intens helg er heldigvis over. Mandager er ikke vanligvis en favoritt, men denne mandagen er hjertlig velkommen. Jeg følger likevel opp den noe melankolske og mellomdramatiske stemningen fra forrige post, og klinker til med en skikkelig 90-tallshit.

9/06/2009

SØNDAGSPOESI


- BOTH SIDES NOW -

Rows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I've looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
Clouds got in my way

I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way that you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I've looked at love that way

But now it's just another show
And you leave 'em laughing when you go
And if you care, don't let them know
Don't give yourself away

I've looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It's love's illusions I recall
I really don't know love
Really don't know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say "I love you" right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I've looked at life that way

Oh but now old friends they're acting strange
And they shake their heads
And they tell me that I've changed
Well something's lost but something's gained
In living every day

I've looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life at all
It's life's illusions I recall
I really don't know life
I really don't know life at all

9/01/2009

FLORENCE + THE MACHINE

Det er høst. Det er September. Det er Florence + The Machine. Det er body i skinn, lange ben, kult med rødt hår og en drumming sound.