Thursday, December 29, 2005

Wednesday, December 28, 2005


Professionally done - unlock door, rip out stereo, get out, lock door. Don't get greedy - they didn't even touch the Euro-coins lying in plain view next to the stereo.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Political censorship in Bush's USA

Freedom of speech (ideas and opinions) is supposedly the hallmark of democracy, and one of the things that every citizen of the USA seem to be extremely proud of. So imagine everyone surprise, when one of the classic books of communism, Mao's Little Red Book, not only is taken off the shelves, but a request for it makes strange things happen:

NEW BEDFORD -- A senior at UMass Dartmouth was visited by federal agents two months ago, after he requested a copy of Mao Tse-Tung's tome on Communism called "The Little Red Book." full story

Stories like this sends chills down my spine, making me wonder just how far Bush is allowed to go in echoing Soviet era control of the population. And I seriously wonder what it could be, that makes a book so dangerous that the government of "the land of the free" just won't let you read it. I should go to the library and put in a request for this book myself. Better yet - I should order it from Amazon.

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Winter wonderland

And... did I mention it was -20 C when I took this photo?

Kautokeino winter

Winter photography

Got to take some photos while there's still an hour of sunlight at day. (Model; KOH)

Thursday, December 01, 2005

The Power Within

Acrylic, started 26.11.05, finished 30.11.05

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Popular songs...

How did this ever become a popular song? Why wasn't it killed before it reached the airwaves? The radio constantly plays this song, where they sing that it's a "one way ticket to hell and back." It irritates me in a really bad way. What part of the "one way" concept is it you don't get, and do you realize that "and back" assumes it's not a one way ticket?

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Please restore me

It's a shame when these beautiful buildings are left to fall apart.

Broken door lock

Someone tried to break into my car - with a screwdriver. The attempt tells me that either a) my car locks from 1986 are really good, or b) the people who tried to break in were amateurs, since they not only didn't get in, but they broke the lock in the process, or c) combination of both. According to a lock smith in Tartu, a whole bunch of other cars (he had MANY visitors that day) shared the experience the very same night, which makes me lean towards b). Anyway, time to implement some anti-theft measurements.

They had also made an attempt on the driver side, but destroyed the lock only partially. However, by the time I made it to Citymarket in Keminmaa, I had to open the back hatch and crawl to the front in order to open the locks. Thank goodness they didn't kill the back hatch. New locks have been ordered from Toyota.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

University of falling apart

...or abandoned archeological site perhaps. With steep ditches and various levels of partially uncovered walls, holes going into basements with no other visible exits, I got the feeling that this overgrown field was an archeological site whose funding for further excavations had run out. Just down the street from the University of Tartu - perhaps someone can fill me in.


Fortuna living

Gates to Fortuna

Monday, November 07, 2005

Alfred's has expanded?

Must be a twin pub... Well, not really, but I had to stop and go in when I saw Alfredi - as opposed to Kautokeino's own Alfred's.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Which dead bird?

"It wasn't me! Honest! And no, that's not a feather in my mouth!"

Thursday, September 22, 2005

When the generator dies...

...everything goes flat. Including the battery.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

A sunny day in Gardistan

Sssshhh! Secret!

I was in this office building. Fourth floor. Outside, I could see another building, as well as something that resembled an air strip. There were lots of things down there. Experimental vehicles. Parts of rockets. One part that the scientists were working on seemed to be running rampant, but neatly worked itself towards and entered the cone of a rocket. It was a perfect match. So the propellant was not at the bottom as usual. This thing was actually in the cone.

Everyone were wearing clothes from the 80s, I though. In retrospect (after I woke up), they were wearing clothes from the 70s. But I could clearly sense it was from the 80s. There people have been stuck there for ages, I reckoned. They don't know what's happening in the outside world. They think it's still the same world as when they entered the facility in the 70s. All they care about is technological process, and wouldn't know that the world has changed.

A couple of friends came out of the other building. I asked them by sign language if they got the funding for their project. They shrugged. Didn't know yet. There were Russians. A lot of Russians. They seemed to be running the place. I got a little nervous, because I wasn't really supposed to open the window to talk to my friends.

So this woman entered the room and asked me to transfer the source code of my project to another computer. She took me to a different room, handed me a laptop, and had me lay back in bed whilst working, making sure I was really comfortable. Pampered, even. No reason not to work. Just lay back, enjoy the comfort, and transfer that source code to the laptop. I realized that while I was working, she was getting ready to dispose of me, so I stalled. Complained about bad network connection. The longer this took, the longer I'd stay alive.

I woke up, and the sun was shining outside.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Office Hammock

Snow in my path

Winter comes early

Crystal Skull

On the radio, they were talking about the crystal skulls that have been found throughout the Americas. They were going to discuss "blowing up the skull" and envisioned a blue explosion.

A crystal skull appeared beside me on the sofa, and the people on the radio said that "it's just amateurs who keep discussing crystal skulls on the radio, but don't actually use them."

So I picked the skull up from the sofa and looked at it. It transformed into a demon head, similar to the rubber masks worn in Angel (TV-series). Indeed, it was similar to Lorne, except it was not blue. It was not attached to a body, but it moved. And smiled at me. The eyes looked real. As I stared into its eyes, the head said "Geahča," (Look/Watch!) and I looked outside.

I was no longer on the plateu, but down by the ocean, in a bay. Where islands had been before, there was now water. The ocean was 10 metres above normal. I could only see tree tops sticking up from the water in some places, and large sail boats were sailing where before it had been impossible. A storm was headed this way.

Just as I woke up, it started snowing.

Saturday, August 13, 2005

The Short Team

Meet The Short Team. Not because they are short - they are not. But they are The Shorts. With daddy Rex Short being the race snowmobile driver. In other words - welcome to the world of the annual snowmobile river drag race.

"...and Rex would like to emphasize that he's from New Zealand, not Australia or USA, as some newspapers have written. This is his first time driving on water, so he's going to sink. Well... as we can see, he's not sinking. He'll make it. Of course, he's driving a Lynx, so he can't sink."

Friday, August 05, 2005

Put a candle in your window

"I was going around the world with the clouds when God spoke to my thoughts and told me to ... be at peace with all." -COCHISE

As we are about to enter August 6th 2005, I think it is in its place to put a candle in every window in memory of the bombing of Hiroshima 60 years ago. August 9th for Nagasaki. Let us focus on love and peace. I know it is difficult in this age and time, when the media and our governments keep telling us about terror. But eye for eye and tooth for tooth never brought peace to anyone. Vendettas only end when everybody die, or we learn to forgive and forget. Spend at least this one day to remember that even your enemy is a human being, deserving just as much love as you do.

So put a candle in your window to remember the lives lost, to protest the mindless violence in our world, and to focus on embracing every life on this planet. Remember that when we fight, we also destroy the resources we need for our own survival. Remember that when we embrace and feel this embrace from within, all wounds can be healed.

"You must not hurt anybody or do harm to anyone. You must not fight but do right always." -WOVOKA