I've bought a new lens for my camera! Surely that's interesting considering the quality? Don't worry, I won't bore you with details, but the pictures are fresh. They'll pop up at my flickr place before they're incorporated into any gallery accessible through here.

Mikaela's relatives are surely not all roses about coming to Suecia; they've endured 35 degrees Celsius and blazing sun while in Madrid, and here it's appx. 20 degrees less and rain. Late yesterday afternoon rain hit Stockholm, cats-and-dogs-style. Before that I crept around all the south of Stockholm city for more than an hour, scouring Needy Greedy, which is the cheapo-outlet of Nitty Gritty. I didn't find anything, as there was nothing to be found; the sweaters I liked were extremely small or too expensive, so I ventured to Mikaela's yoga shala of choice to pay her admittance to a course that David Swenson will lead. He seems like a really good instructor, judging from his DVD.

I also found that Badlands have moved next to a coffee-shop, forming some sort of shapely yuppie alliance. My only problem with Badlands is that they cannot compete with the prices that Swedisc offer, but they do have a lot of books and music, which Swedisc does not flaunt. I shopped some at Pet Sounds, where I picked up "1000 Record Covers", a good collection of...record covers. Good one. I also got Brian Eno's one-year-diary-experiment, titelled "A Year With Swollen Appendices", which I read ten years ago. He's got quite the brain underneath that bald hood.

I met up with Anos when shopping for the lens, and we headed to åhléns where I got hold of some skin-creme and shaving gel. I've got to say it, gel is superior to foam. I'm a sucker for the gel and after-shave balm from Lancà´me.

I really wish I'd get the chance to see the TV episode that this site reports of; it's John Lennon and Yoko Ono jamming with Chuck Berry, and the mere description of the incident makes me laugh.

Every time the untalkative bunny has shown on MTV, I've thought of John K. every time I saw the animations, that are basically a needle in the eye of everything that MTV is, nowadays. Does that make me sound old? I wish!

I like this charicature of Dave Navarro, not to mention the "recipe card" a bit down on the page - kneel before Zod!

Oh, if you're into comedy (which you should, Bog save you otherwise, if you're reading this at all - are you?) get this: a very conservative senator in the USA visits The Daily Show, where Jon Stewart kills him (a little) on his views on homosexuality. It's the old kids-shouldn't-have-same-sex-parents-even-if-their-biological-parents-are-rotten-drug-and-child-abusers. Check the story and download the snippet off the show here.

Speaking of idiots, check this out, directing you to a little question of payola that Sony dishes out to American radio DJ's who don't have respect, souls or bother: they're just asses not caring the least about the music, but takes money to play certain songs a certain number of times during certain hours. What bastards.