celebrating
september 1st
1st of september pankukas
why celebrate that day?
well, let us quote siggimus, as he put it in his legendary newsletter, ‘the siggimus gazette’, writing about exactly that date, 10 years ago:
sept. 1 is a very special day for us latvians. everybody dresses up and either goes to school or takes somebody else to school, for it’s the first day of school for everybody. lots of people get flowers, & go on the buses with huge bouquets of flowers, & everybody goes to mcdonalds & the young’uns get very happy meals & balloons. then the kids that are old enough go have a beer or eleven
it’s a very special day. special & festive atmosphere
cat + box
happens quite regularly in the siggimus & co. household
the heathen child!
of grinderman
interesting with a chick bathing in milk, blue feet, the guys dressed as roman centurions, huge hairy rotating heads, wolves, scared kids in black & white, hairy humanoids, gun-toting nick cave, one golden dude, and of course, beware of boobies
:)
sandra sigurðardóttir
dog catchers
definitely siggimuses favourite episode of avarijas brigade
dogcatchers
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with this one coming a close second
notice now that they both contain (big time favourite) ussi-sussi & kids crying
(this stuff is even better after you’ve watched a dvd of this 10 times or so)
it was an invitation!
of course! it was an invitation! (how could one miss that?!) to a gloriously fun even just outside the window
an invitation to witness dancing & loud awful music & more dancing & even a play, with more awful loud music & if one would only comes out, one receives the free gift of a gratis dvd
start of the play
the play – about jesus, no less. he’s that one in the gray shirt. apparently that’s beelzebub wearing the red. didn’t quite catch who the black shirts are. some of the evilest sins, no doubt
yay
one was ultimately too lazy to go out. plus, one has a dvd
as for the performance, let’s just say the play had slightly less loud awful music than the dancing
letter, handwritten
erm :s
from the mailbox:
(of course it’s not addressed to siggimus (or anyone else, for that matter) & it’s entirely possible that siggimus can’t read, but…)
cover
neat, decorated with some glitter spermazoid, picture of folding garden chair, & a tiny flag stapled onto (click pic for big)
contents
oscar 14:4-9
all the things
are possible
god is able
your dreams
comes true,
love god. (click pic for big)
ps: is that last bit a salutation, greeting, or an order?
harvest
it’s harvest time on the wee farm
so the wee farmers went out with their wee tools & harvested
(click thingy or thingy to go hither & thither & see more pics)
mumford & sons
from their acoustic bookshop session
btw, here’s all of these, + a few more in a playlist
white blank page
little lion man
the cave
winter winds
enfin l’été – adieu l’été
summer's over
no sooner have you sung enfin l’été & voilà l’été than it’s time for adieu l’été
still, no reason to complain, feel forlorn, despondent, or glum my chum, or — godsforbid — woebegone, this year we got 5 days of summer
that’s far above the average
so, let’s all sing along:
Les Négresses Vertes – Voilà l’été
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everybody now:
voilà l’été
voilà l’été
voilà l’été
voilà l’étévoilà l’été, j’aperçois le soleil
les nuages filent et le ciel s’éclaircît
et dans ma tête qui bourdonnent
les abeilles!
l’entends rugir les plaisirs de la vie
c’est le retour des amours
qui nous chauffent les oreilles
il fait si chaud
qui’il nous poussent des envies
c’est le bonheur rafraîchi d’un
cocktail
les filles sont belles et les dieux sont ravisenfin l’été
enfin l’été
enfin l’été
enfin l’étéenfin l’été,
mais y’a déjà plus d’argent
le tout paris se transformé en phobie
le métro sue tout devient purulent
dans ses souliers, le passager abruti
a dix doigts d’pied qui s’expriment
violemment
y’a plus d’amis les voisins sont partis
l’été paris c’est plutôt relaxant
on rêve de plage
et la seine est jolietoujours l’été
c’est pas du superflu
il fait trop chaud, le soleil m’abasour
dit
rillettes sous les bras
j’avance dans la rue
j’pense à ces cons qui s’font chier
dans l’midi
tous ces torches-culs qui vont cuire
dans leurs jus
tous ces noyés, la mer quel saloperie
et sur les routes les danger ca vous tue
vivement l’automne, je me sens tout aigritoujours l’été
toujours l’été
toujours l’été
toujours l’étévoilà l’été, j’aperçois le soleil
les nuages filent et le ciel s’éclaircit
et dans ma tête qui bourdonnent
les abeilles!
l# entends rugir les plaisirs de la vie
c’est le retour des amours
qui nous chauffent les oreilles
il fait si chaud
qui’il nous poussent des envies
c’est le bonheur rafraîchi d’un
cocktail
les filles sont belles et les dieux sont ravisvoilà
enfin
toujours
encore
your bits
- ance:
nakamreiz busim centigaki!! - Liene: Japilda ar biezpienu un jaliek uz attiecigiem skivjiem, jaed no rita pirms iesanas uz skolu un ta katru gadu, kamer vien macas skola!
- siggimus: svo lengi sem það verður ekki cat + baby. baby + cat væri strax betra
- Valdís: Þetta verður bráðum baby + box eða jafnvel cat + baby + box ;o)
- Valdís: Verulega súrt myndband!