Monday, June 29, 2009

Bye Brita

Brita and Folke are moving to Denmark. Congratulations Copenhagen!

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Monday, June 22, 2009

Dear Lina

He's not wearing it to bed, but he has it bundled up next to his pillow. 

Dear Peter Parker

Thanks for adding spice to every day life.

Dear America

Thanks for letting Sweden have Sara + Petter and kids for a while.

Dear Triumph

I see you're not into subtlety.

Looking for a great bikini

I don't have a bikini. I need one. I'm very picky. I need a top with underwire bra and a hipster pant. I don't understand how I can look ok in underwear and horrible in a bikini. The bottoms are always too tight. How is that? Something is wrong in bikini design. Please tell me if you've seen a great bikini to an affordable price. 

Dear Nike

Dear Nike, there is no point in having a finger-sized hole in a running shoe. Could I have a new pair? I'm a loyal/frequent runner and have made lots of women and perhaps a male or two buy (and even use) your nike+ stuff
thank you. 

Monday, June 15, 2009

A word of warning

Don't buy anything these two try to sell you.

dear spårvägsmuseet

I so love your 70's subway man. He's got a painted beard and Paris Hilton hair.

Or is he from the 80's? He loves tobacco, roxy music, depeche mode, paul simon and rolling stones.

Those were the days. When smoking on the job was a natural thing. As was reading. 

He's so set. Reading. Music. Tobacco. And he's making money, just sitting there. 

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Dear short family members

I think this to myself, daily.

Dear royalty

Is it true being a royalty alienates you from regular people?

Like that would be a bad thing.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Dear Swedish church

Dear Swedish church, yesterday as Vanja's school held 
their annual end of term ritual in your holy house, your minister told people to:

"Pray to God, or if you don't believe in God, feel free to just say "good luck" to yourself. 
It's kind of the same thing, just different ways of putting it. Just different recipients."

He said those words in church. I liked that. I remember being a kid in church 
pretending to pray to a God I didn't believe in but feared if he knew I didn't believe in him.