day 26; a book you’d read to your children

August 30, 2010

I think Milne’s Winnie the Pooh books win this one, along with Beatrix Potter books; I read way too few of those when I was a child, and they are beautiful and cute books with lovely illustrations, as opposed to the often very aggressive, edgy, ‘modern’ drawings they make for children’s books (and cartoons!) nowadays..

day 25; a book in which the main character describes you pretty well

August 30, 2010

So I have been thinking about this one for a while now, and too busy with other things (read: Uno Møller treasure hunt, getting excited over Matt Berninger, work, and happiness too) to really sit down and write something proper. It’s hard to pinpoint yourself that way, picking a character from a book and saying, [...]

Secret Meeting with the National

August 30, 2010

In American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis tells the story of a young and rich businessman and of his daily (and nightly) life in Manhattan; His being exhaustively methodical leads to the novel being abundant with adjectives, lists, and descriptions. Patrick Bateman could, for all we know, be one of the unnamed [...]

hiding under blankets and following trails on a map: an online treasure hunt

August 29, 2010

Everyone has used at least once in their lives the great living room table as a tent; alternatively, there were always the extra blankets that mom tucked away for winter to grab when no one was looking to construct a silly-looking installment over one’s bed: a safe and warm hiding place, best enjoyed with one’s [...]

chemistry is all we are.

August 27, 2010

You know, those songs you don’t love, until someone loves them for you? Teenage FBI is one of them. I never got into the first record so much, I like Konstantin’s voice, but it didn’t go much past that. The last album though is another story. And this song is wonderful, and it’s intense and [...]

day 24; a book no one would have thought you would read

August 25, 2010

the secret’s out: I own all of the Harry Potter books. Sorry guys, but I’m pretty much like everyone else from my generation. (Except I don’t listen to Lady Gaga.)