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If you want empty space for the occasional outdoor party, I agree you don’t have many other options. On the other hand, if you want something nice to look at but still fairly low maintenance and cheap, I’d go for a meadow from seeds. Using seeds keeps the costs down a lot and you can put together your own mix by ordering online. After sowing you’re gonna have to do some weeding at the start of the season, but then the canopy will close up. At the end of the season (or depending on your species selection) you get to mow it down with a scythe! It’s more work than a lawn, will not always look pristine and may not be as useful, but it’s probably better for your local ecosystem. James Hitchmough, they guy who designed the flower meadows for the London Olympics, has written a pretty good book on the topic.
Apparently I’ve been off Hubski for over a month, so I guess the pub is a good place to show my face again!
It’s looking more and more like I will be finishing a course on schedule for the first time in three years. Meeting with a support group once a week, staying on my meds and communicating with my professors and has been of help. Still, I almost didn’t go to my written exam (my first in four years) because I was certain I hadn’t studied enough to pass it. I was one point away from acing it.
Tomorrow I have an oral presentation of a group project, which should be the last thing I have to do in this course if I don’t mess up too bad. Of course I’ve spent all day thinking of ways I can mess it up, everything from passing out or forgetting how to speak English has been running through my mind. Oh well, if 80 % is just showing up I think I can endure the rest.
Good point, I think it comes down to this being a short opening talk among many at an art/media festival. Not much room to be nuanced and expand on ideas when sharing the scene with these guys if you want to leave a mark on the audience. Apparently he wrote a longer piece in a Swedish magazine which I will try to find, and there's also a research project planned.
Speaking of which, has anyone read William Gibson's Archangel? If so, is it worth picking up?
Small businesses that stocks the shelves and takes care of their own inventory, why would you want to mess with that?! That Amazon Go store has me scratching my head, most grocery stores around here has had handscanners for self-checkout for like ten years by now, the friction is already minimal. But I guess they just want to suck up more customer data for marketing.
The acceptable number of ”holes” in the shelves when I worked in grocery was 1% of all items excluding perishables like fruits and vegetables. A lot of time was spent figuring out why those items were missing, searching for them in the back or filling out the shelves with other stuff in the interim. Most supply issues was due to the just-in-time deliveries being just-too-late. There’s some room for data-driven improvement, but not much, unless they want to start cracking open those display cases at the warehouse to avoid the surplus ending up on a mixed pallet in the back. Last place I worked at we had a couple of those from the day before to go through in the evening before closing.
Oh, and like five pallets of sugar. Apparently the owners (a Swedish distributor) of the chain managed to buy up the whole stock real cheap from a sugar factory in Poland that was shutting down. While in transit Big Sugar got wind of this and dumped their prices, which lead to them having to push it all out to their own stores.
Who has time for cinema when you have to count oil money and drive your women around all day?
I’ve had a Kjell Höglund relapse lately. It usually happens about once a year for a week or so, but this time around he’s been in rotation since november.
”Genesarets sjö” is probably his most well known song. Lyrically it doesn’t really tell a story, something about the Sea of Galilee and a gallery opening. Mostly it’s just beautiful poignant sentences strung together.
- My memories are like cherries in punsch
And it flows like a river in my inner world
Let me cry let me be alone
And burn my books like firewood
”You get used to it” is so dark and depressing that it somehow ends up cheering me up.
- The sheets get tangled up and damp of sweat
and the hours of the night like rubberbands
Waiting for the sleep of oblivion
And the alarm goes off
Holy hell, the pain, you can’t be bothered to wash yourself
Drinking cold coffee from the day before
And outside it’s cold and dark and rough and foggy
But you get used to it
You get used to it
Kjell never really cared much about having a ”sound”. He was happy to experiment and make albums with whoever, so his discography can get a bit... eclectic. This song is probably the answer to what it would be like to meet Socrates on the dancefloor in a small town in northern Sweden.
Last one, and then I promise our Swedish cultural exchange program is finished for now! Just some happy social realism to round this off.
- I hear them sleeping with each other on the floor above
She sounds so happy, she sounds so beautiful
She tells me how it feels so nice how she feels so good
I don’t hear him, but she sounds good