Tag: life

  • Hananú! Noregur skíttapaði!

    Ég er gersamlega búinn að missa alla trú á þessa fjandans belju

  • neisko! þessi líka fína vondutextakeppni í sjónvarpinu.

    ekki auðvelt að velja milli

    ef ég hefði vængi,
    flygi ég í myrkrinu til þín
    ég skýjamúrinn klíf,
    til að eiga með þér líf

    eitthvað leirskáld

    eða

    þetta er lagið okkar
    lagað handa þér
    eins og kaffibollinn er

    eitthvað annað leirskáld
  • as if …

    a slightly crashed into car wasn’t enough …

    a broken bike (a bit actually came off! – quite an important bit) wasn’t enough …

    a dead tv wasn’t enough …

    a laptop starting to pose as a paperweight wasn’t enough …

    another dead tv wasn’t enough …

    the (admittedly) ancient desktop puter has now decided to follow suit

    google effing body browser literally killed it dead

    after some 2-3 mins of showing the wife (a nurse) the incredible magic that can be performed with modern technology, the prehistoric machine gave a hiccup, froze, started whining like mad, and a few mins later passed away

    (a moment of silence, please)

    to borrow a bit from a classic:

    it’s not pinin’! it’s passed on! this puter is no more!

    it has ceased to be! it’s expired and gone to meet it’s maker!

    it’s a stiff! bereft of life, it rests in peace!

    if it wasn’t a puter it’d be pushing up the daisies! its metabolic processes are now ‘istory!

    it’s off the twig! it’s kicked the bucket, it’s shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisibile!!

  • Good news: I won’t have to pay an arm and two hind legs for repairing laptop.

    Bad news: I now have a very expensive paperweight.

  • brand “new” tv, part ii

    “new” tv is kinda working now

    sorta kinda

    there was no functioning remote, so there was no way to search for channels

    a flick through revealed four or five channels, two of them with actual proper sound and not just white noise

    those two are sky sports 2 & itv 2. so this weekend was x-factor weekend. probably last week’s stuff on repeat, not that it makes much difference if you didn’t watch it the first time

    managed to get some actual tv by recommissioning an ancient vcr that has spent the past 6 years or so taking up space & showing incorrect time

    no remote for that thing either, but you can (with difficulty) search for channels and such without one

    yay!

    unfortunately, a long long time ago, the makers of the vcr decided it would be real clever to include a feature that kills the thing if you don’t use it for 5 mins. you know, puts it to sleep, to save electricity and whatnot

    not insurmountable in itself when you have a fancy remote & can remotely poke it back to life, from the relative comfort of your greenish, if aging, couch

    but … well, at least we’re getting more exercise

    (part i of “new” tv saga)

  • out with the old

    & slightly broken

    the old and slightly broken - turning off when it thinks we´ve watched enough - one
    the old and slightly broken – turning off when it thinks we´ve watched enough – one

    in with the … erm … older & slightly less(?!?) broken

    the new and slightly less(?) broken - no remote to search for channels - one
    the new and slightly less(?) broken – no remote to search for channels – one

    so the old, humongous & broken tv that had taken to going off with a highly dramatic poof! when it deemed enough tv had been watched, has been replaced with a new(?!?) one that’s way petiter & fits snugly in the cabinet (a biiig plus)

    now, if only we could find a remote that works with this new one so we could search for channels other than sky sports 1, itv2 (pictured, in the middle of x-factor), the state tv channel with no sound & omega (local christian abhorrance)

  • our tv set is now possessed; if we watch too much tv, there is a highly melodramatic poof! and all goes blank

    then it refuses to come back on until we sacrifice a small pretend goat. or wait a bit

  • gegt osom!

    hjólaði eins og vindurinn í vinnuna hvar höfug anganin af nýbökuðum croissöntum bauð gúmoren

  • cat + fly

    a fairly accurate depiction of events yesterday @ casa siggimusum:

  • 10 years ago today—suffering hangovers of biblical proportions—i was fired from my part time job as proofreader at the baltic times—for not being a native english speaker—and promptly replaced by a chilean-latvian

    actually, gvido was sitting there when they told me, proofreading away

  • sumsé, fyrir að koma með ís fyrir alla (alla! ekki bara skemmtilega fólkið!) fékk siggimus sungið um sig:

    hann er ekki dauður

    en það líður að því

    G. J. Briem

    as is custom, siggimus brought goodies

    as is custom, colleagues repaid him in song, a personal, private, unique rendering of the birthday ditty

    for siggimus they had these kind (roughly translated) words:

    he’s not quite dead

    but it’s coming soon

    G. J. Briem
  • before & after

    some timely changes are coming to the breakfast buffet

    before
    before

    after
    after