Saturday, January 11, 2003
Sigg3 o 0 ( Dune - Around the world )
Here I am sitting at 4 a.m in the morning listening to
german machine-pop, drunk. Really drunk.
Chatting to Mefistofeles, a friend of mine from South America.
So, guess what I found while I was searching through my old stuff
for some really old Crescent recordings.. An English assignment from Junior High!
Christian and I made it, he is the teacher and I'm the student.
Teacher: Well, young man. This is the third time you're late this week. How can
you explain that?
Student: Well, you see, I was walking down the street and the sun was
shining and everything. Then I saw this little, old lady, dying in the ditch. She was repeating
"Help me, I'm dying. Please help me!" Well, I had to decide right there .
should I help that little, old lady dying in the ditch or should I run to catch the schoolbus?
Teacher: You should run for the bus of course!
Student: Yes, and that was exactly what I did. And I would've made it, hadn't it been
for this big, fat fellow standing in the middle of the way and stopping all the traffic.
I asked him gently: "Excuse me, big, fat man. I was wondering if you could consider
to move a few inches so I can reach the schoolbus?" His mean eyes stared at me
with the devil's look. Then he said slowly: "What-did-you-say?" So I repeated
my question and the big, fat man said: "Hey! I heard what you said, ok? Go bother
someone else!" Then I got really pissed and said: ",Hey, big-fat-man! I really need
to catch that bus, so could you please move that fat ass?!" That's the last thing I remember,
before waking up in the ambulance.
Teacher: The ambulance?
Student: Yeah, that big, fat man had hit me so hard that the ones who were watching
thought I had been killed. So they called an ambulance. Well, I woke up and told them nice
guys I was o.k, and that they could drop me off at school. So they did. If it hadn't been for them,
I'd still been walking to school. God bless 'em!
Teacher: ... and that's it?
Student: Yeah, more or less :-)
Teacher: O.k, I'm going to give you ONE more chance, just because
I like you. But don't let it happen again, you hear me?
Student: I won't. Thank you, sir!
....! Yeah, I hate stories without a point too!
Here I am sitting at 4 a.m in the morning listening to
german machine-pop, drunk. Really drunk.
Chatting to Mefistofeles, a friend of mine from South America.
So, guess what I found while I was searching through my old stuff
for some really old Crescent recordings.. An English assignment from Junior High!
Christian and I made it, he is the teacher and I'm the student.
Teacher: Well, young man. This is the third time you're late this week. How can
you explain that?
Student: Well, you see, I was walking down the street and the sun was
shining and everything. Then I saw this little, old lady, dying in the ditch. She was repeating
"Help me, I'm dying. Please help me!" Well, I had to decide right there .
should I help that little, old lady dying in the ditch or should I run to catch the schoolbus?
Teacher: You should run for the bus of course!
Student: Yes, and that was exactly what I did. And I would've made it, hadn't it been
for this big, fat fellow standing in the middle of the way and stopping all the traffic.
I asked him gently: "Excuse me, big, fat man. I was wondering if you could consider
to move a few inches so I can reach the schoolbus?" His mean eyes stared at me
with the devil's look. Then he said slowly: "What-did-you-say?" So I repeated
my question and the big, fat man said: "Hey! I heard what you said, ok? Go bother
someone else!" Then I got really pissed and said: ",Hey, big-fat-man! I really need
to catch that bus, so could you please move that fat ass?!" That's the last thing I remember,
before waking up in the ambulance.
Teacher: The ambulance?
Student: Yeah, that big, fat man had hit me so hard that the ones who were watching
thought I had been killed. So they called an ambulance. Well, I woke up and told them nice
guys I was o.k, and that they could drop me off at school. So they did. If it hadn't been for them,
I'd still been walking to school. God bless 'em!
Teacher: ... and that's it?
Student: Yeah, more or less :-)
Teacher: O.k, I'm going to give you ONE more chance, just because
I like you. But don't let it happen again, you hear me?
Student: I won't. Thank you, sir!
....! Yeah, I hate stories without a point too!
Sigg3 o 0 ( Lock, Stock and two smoking barrels (soundtrack) - Zorba the greek )
So, I've been home all day almost, working on the coming
design for Salangen-Webdesign.com, and I've really enjoyed myself.
Now, I'd like a glass, or a mug, of beer. Evening complete, if you ask me.
So, I've been home all day almost, working on the coming
design for Salangen-Webdesign.com, and I've really enjoyed myself.
Now, I'd like a glass, or a mug, of beer. Evening complete, if you ask me.
Sigg3 o 0 ( Cloroform - Goodthings )
Damn I love Cloroform. And Kaada. I love.
www.cloroform.com | www.kaada.no
I've just shovelled some (well, alot of) snow, and seen Swordfish.
Simultaneously? No.
I'm heading for the local café. See you in a century!
Damn I love Cloroform. And Kaada. I love.
www.cloroform.com | www.kaada.no
I've just shovelled some (well, alot of) snow, and seen Swordfish.
Simultaneously? No.
I'm heading for the local café. See you in a century!
Friday, January 10, 2003
Alex: Well that's good. I like to viddy the old films now and again.
And viddy films I would. Where I was taken to, Brothers,
was like no cine I ever viddied before.
I was bound up in a straight jacket and my guliver was strapped to a
headrest with like wires running away from it.
Then they clamped like lidlocks on my eyes
so that I could not shut them no matter how hard I tried. It seemed a bit
crazy to me but I let them get on with it. If I was to be a free young
malchick again in a fortnights
time I would put up with much in the meantime, O my Brothers.
So far the first film, was a very good professional piece of cine.
Like it was done in Hollywood. The sounds were real horroshow,
you could slooshie the screams and moans very realistic.
You could even get the heavy breathing and panting
of the tolchcoking malchicks at the same time.
And then what do you know, soon our dear old friend the red red vino on tap.
The same in all places, like it was put out by the same big firm, began to flow.
It was beautiful.
It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really
real when you viddy them on the screen.
Now all the time I was watching this, I was beginning to get very aware
of like not feeling all that well. And this this I put down to
all the rich food and vitamins. But I tried to forget this concentrating
on the next film which jumped right away on a young
devotchka who was being given the old in-out, in-out.
First by one malchick, then another, then another.
When it came to the sixth or seventh malchick
leering and smecking and going into it, I began to feel really sick.
But I could not shut my glassies and even if I tried to move my glassballs about,
I still not get out of the line of fire of the picture.
-from A Clockwork Orange
And viddy films I would. Where I was taken to, Brothers,
was like no cine I ever viddied before.
I was bound up in a straight jacket and my guliver was strapped to a
headrest with like wires running away from it.
Then they clamped like lidlocks on my eyes
so that I could not shut them no matter how hard I tried. It seemed a bit
crazy to me but I let them get on with it. If I was to be a free young
malchick again in a fortnights
time I would put up with much in the meantime, O my Brothers.
So far the first film, was a very good professional piece of cine.
Like it was done in Hollywood. The sounds were real horroshow,
you could slooshie the screams and moans very realistic.
You could even get the heavy breathing and panting
of the tolchcoking malchicks at the same time.
And then what do you know, soon our dear old friend the red red vino on tap.
The same in all places, like it was put out by the same big firm, began to flow.
It was beautiful.
It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really
real when you viddy them on the screen.
Now all the time I was watching this, I was beginning to get very aware
of like not feeling all that well. And this this I put down to
all the rich food and vitamins. But I tried to forget this concentrating
on the next film which jumped right away on a young
devotchka who was being given the old in-out, in-out.
First by one malchick, then another, then another.
When it came to the sixth or seventh malchick
leering and smecking and going into it, I began to feel really sick.
But I could not shut my glassies and even if I tried to move my glassballs about,
I still not get out of the line of fire of the picture.
-from A Clockwork Orange
Sigg3 o 0 ( Elvis Presley - Jailhouse Rock )
I've got mail (yeah!). The 6 Tom Waits albums I ordered came today:)
In addition, the brilliant, poetic, mindblasting soundtrack to Dead Man.
Music by Neil Young, William Blake poetry read by Johnny Depp.
The greatest (!) movie ever.
I've got mail (yeah!). The 6 Tom Waits albums I ordered came today:)
In addition, the brilliant, poetic, mindblasting soundtrack to Dead Man.
Music by Neil Young, William Blake poetry read by Johnny Depp.
The greatest (!) movie ever.
Hey, I took this test:
THE PIPE-SUCKING, GUT-BLOWING ALL NEW NEW AND IMPROVED SLACK QUIZ #1
My review: Smoke some 'frop and give me all your money.
You aren't a SubGenius, but at least you can do the rest
of us a favor.
THE PIPE-SUCKING, GUT-BLOWING ALL NEW NEW AND IMPROVED SLACK QUIZ #1
My review: Smoke some 'frop and give me all your money.
You aren't a SubGenius, but at least you can do the rest
of us a favor.
Slept for 2 hrs this night. Just before I fell asleep this poem came to me:
supposed to
Why can't I sleep
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I feel good
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I shed a tear
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I love
-when I'm supposed to?
I hope, at least, that I'll die
-when I'm supposed to.
supposed to
Why can't I sleep
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I feel good
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I shed a tear
-when I'm supposed to?
Why can't I love
-when I'm supposed to?
I hope, at least, that I'll die
-when I'm supposed to.
Thursday, January 09, 2003
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Wednesday, January 08, 2003
o 0 ( Elvis Presley - Are you lonesome tonight, live & laughing )
Damn, I've just spent the last couple of hours updating Apoet.no,
8 days after deadline:P What can I say? These things happen..
I'm hungry...
Damn, I've just spent the last couple of hours updating Apoet.no,
8 days after deadline:P What can I say? These things happen..
I'm hungry...
Again at school. This morning I actually got up from bed,
and I've now spent 90 minutes translating the first chapters of Le petite prince
to Norwegian. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry writes in a really complicated style, something which
he has become famous for afterwards.
Right now I'm having network difficulties. Usually the internetconnection is rather fast,
at least for a school, but today it seems like the sysadmin is downloading some
really heavy porn:) If anyone would like to hack us, we're at:
isa-server.undervisning.sjovegan.vgs.no
I was up all night, writing, actually. And for the first time in a very long time,
I've actually been creative.. Feels pretty good.
This project is one I've been working on since last summer.
If it gets to the stage to be anything at all, I'll let you know more about it.
Till then, consider it idle work.
Here; an anecdote I've written a few months ago, for your leisure (..as if!)
I reserve myself from eventual (and probable) grammar-flaws.
None of the characters are based on real persons.:P
- crossing the floor towards a table - this kid, maybe five or six years old, ran into me.
I have no trouble with kids, but this little fellow gave me a cynical urge...
Having a box of matches in my left pocket, I lit a match and as he shyly (?) turned away
I burned off all of his blond hair.
He cried demonically, of course, and headed towards his parents eatinv some kind of cake,
three or four tables from where I was standing.
Half an hour later when I'd finished my coffe, the police came. What a marvellous day!
Talking to the police psychiatrist, zipping (?) some crappy coffe paid by the government,
he suddenly put away his sheets of procedure-questions and took off his glasses.
I waited for the inevitable.
"Tell me something," he began. I grinned evilly. "..how did it feel?"
A single drop of sweat tingled down his forehead. I stayed put.
"I mean..." with the back of his hand he wiped away the by now probably
stinging sweat, "..when you lit his hair?" I just shook my head.
It's a sick world we're living in..
and I've now spent 90 minutes translating the first chapters of Le petite prince
to Norwegian. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry writes in a really complicated style, something which
he has become famous for afterwards.
Right now I'm having network difficulties. Usually the internetconnection is rather fast,
at least for a school, but today it seems like the sysadmin is downloading some
really heavy porn:) If anyone would like to hack us, we're at:
isa-server.undervisning.sjovegan.vgs.no
I was up all night, writing, actually. And for the first time in a very long time,
I've actually been creative.. Feels pretty good.
This project is one I've been working on since last summer.
If it gets to the stage to be anything at all, I'll let you know more about it.
Till then, consider it idle work.
Here; an anecdote I've written a few months ago, for your leisure (..as if!)
I reserve myself from eventual (and probable) grammar-flaws.
None of the characters are based on real persons.:P
Get lost! (©2003)
So I was in a convenientstore café the other day, and having bought a cup of coffe- crossing the floor towards a table - this kid, maybe five or six years old, ran into me.
I have no trouble with kids, but this little fellow gave me a cynical urge...
Having a box of matches in my left pocket, I lit a match and as he shyly (?) turned away
I burned off all of his blond hair.
He cried demonically, of course, and headed towards his parents eatinv some kind of cake,
three or four tables from where I was standing.
Half an hour later when I'd finished my coffe, the police came. What a marvellous day!
Talking to the police psychiatrist, zipping (?) some crappy coffe paid by the government,
he suddenly put away his sheets of procedure-questions and took off his glasses.
I waited for the inevitable.
"Tell me something," he began. I grinned evilly. "..how did it feel?"
A single drop of sweat tingled down his forehead. I stayed put.
"I mean..." with the back of his hand he wiped away the by now probably
stinging sweat, "..when you lit his hair?" I just shook my head.
It's a sick world we're living in..
Tuesday, January 07, 2003
I found the answer on the are belong to us riddle from Zero Wing!
In A.D. 2101 War was beginning
Captain: What happen?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the bomb.
Operator: We get signal.
Captain: What!
Operator: Main screen turn on.
Captain: It's You!!
Cats: How are you gentlemen!!
Cats: All your base are belong to us.
Cats: You are on the way to destruction.
Captain: What you say!!
Cats: You have no chance to survive make your time.
Cats: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....
Captain: Take off every 'Zig'!!
Operator: You know what you doing.
Captain: Move 'Zig'.
Captain: For great justice
In A.D. 2101 War was beginning
Captain: What happen?
Mechanic: Somebody set up us the bomb.
Operator: We get signal.
Captain: What!
Operator: Main screen turn on.
Captain: It's You!!
Cats: How are you gentlemen!!
Cats: All your base are belong to us.
Cats: You are on the way to destruction.
Captain: What you say!!
Cats: You have no chance to survive make your time.
Cats: Ha Ha Ha Ha ....
Captain: Take off every 'Zig'!!
Operator: You know what you doing.
Captain: Move 'Zig'.
Captain: For great justice
Ah, shit.
The clock is 2:15 p.m, and I just recently got out of bed.
I've missed 6 classes already, and since I got 5 minutes late to the
next I might as well miss that too. My body feels like shit; I slept for 12 hrs.
So here I'm sitting, @ the library, just surfing around trying to find a
meaning with the subGenius church, which I'm having as a topic
throughout my Religion & Ethics project.. Dobbs (referred to as "Bob") said:
"You'd PAY to know what you REALLY think" in 1961:)
..and their all-time-favourite motto: "Fuck Them If They Can't Take A Joke!"
I made this design for this small company I work in,
but my partner didn't like it so we were supposed to meet at school today..
Speaking of which, I'm going to register another subdomain; Design.Sigg3.Net, where I'll have a link to
all of the pages I've made or participated in making.. I'm also thinking about doing some
major changes and updates at Me.Sigg3.Net, but I don't know when I'm going to have time to all this.
I'm already in several projects, and one of them big ones, really can't wait.. Y, oh, Y?
The clock is 2:15 p.m, and I just recently got out of bed.
I've missed 6 classes already, and since I got 5 minutes late to the
next I might as well miss that too. My body feels like shit; I slept for 12 hrs.
So here I'm sitting, @ the library, just surfing around trying to find a
meaning with the subGenius church, which I'm having as a topic
throughout my Religion & Ethics project.. Dobbs (referred to as "Bob") said:
"You'd PAY to know what you REALLY think" in 1961:)
..and their all-time-favourite motto: "Fuck Them If They Can't Take A Joke!"
I made this design for this small company I work in,
but my partner didn't like it so we were supposed to meet at school today..
Speaking of which, I'm going to register another subdomain; Design.Sigg3.Net, where I'll have a link to
all of the pages I've made or participated in making.. I'm also thinking about doing some
major changes and updates at Me.Sigg3.Net, but I don't know when I'm going to have time to all this.
I'm already in several projects, and one of them big ones, really can't wait.. Y, oh, Y?
Monday, January 06, 2003
Sigg3 o 0 ( T.Rabin and Harry Gregson Williams )
Wow, check out these designs!!
www.frozensocks.net and plastic jesus
+ a must-see: punk kittens:)
Good night... o 0 ( damn, I'm hungry! )
Wow, check out these designs!!
www.frozensocks.net and plastic jesus
+ a must-see: punk kittens:)
Good night... o 0 ( damn, I'm hungry! )
Sigg3 o 0 ( Roy Ayers - Searchin )
yes, yes, yes... I F*CKING HATE REPORTERS! hmm...
But that's my personal business:)
Since me and my pal did that job for that flowershop,
we've got new assignments already. They want something really boring (à la cliché),
and I don't think I like it one bit.. BUT, the customer is always right; at least
until he's wrong:)
Begun at school this morning, and it was, in fact, good.. for half an hour.
Then I suddenly found myself trapped in the same limbo-atmosphere
I've been the last three years. High school in Norway Sucks. Capital S.
In addition, my favourite librarian had quit the job. It was no big surprise, but
he hated being a librarian, and we loved him for it:)
My brother has been setting up a BBS on his webpage, and it looked
really good. If I'd had more visitors I'd think about getting one myself.
my current Watchlist at Wikipedia.org:
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Talk:Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Church of the SubGenious
Abstract
Surrealism
yes, yes, yes... I F*CKING HATE REPORTERS! hmm...
But that's my personal business:)
Since me and my pal did that job for that flowershop,
we've got new assignments already. They want something really boring (à la cliché),
and I don't think I like it one bit.. BUT, the customer is always right; at least
until he's wrong:)
Begun at school this morning, and it was, in fact, good.. for half an hour.
Then I suddenly found myself trapped in the same limbo-atmosphere
I've been the last three years. High school in Norway Sucks. Capital S.
In addition, my favourite librarian had quit the job. It was no big surprise, but
he hated being a librarian, and we loved him for it:)
My brother has been setting up a BBS on his webpage, and it looked
really good. If I'd had more visitors I'd think about getting one myself.
my current Watchlist at Wikipedia.org:
Sunday, January 05, 2003
Sigg3 o 0 ( The Streets - The irony of it all )
Added some links to some cool projects,
including WikiPedia and E-Story.
I've also done microscopic changes to the design, but I'm thinking
about doing more drastic changes, but we'll see if I bother..
Spent all day watching TV.. It's fucking cold outside, ok?!
Added some links to some cool projects,
including WikiPedia and E-Story.
I've also done microscopic changes to the design, but I'm thinking
about doing more drastic changes, but we'll see if I bother..
Spent all day watching TV.. It's fucking cold outside, ok?!
 me@sigg3.net Hi there and welcome to my home on the 'net! I'm glad you could stop by:) who am I? My name is Sigge S. Åmdal, I'm 19 years old and I currently live in Northern Norway. I'm finishing Senior High School this summer, and afterwards I'm going to Cuba to study philosophy and cuban culture. In addition to studies, I read books, work in a grocery store and mostly just hang around. I've also played in 2-3 bands, check out the links below, music is without a doubt very important to me. devoted.to/grunge www.punk-jazz.tk learn more? If you want to, I've this 100+ page webpage where you can read about my travels, my desires, facts and so on... Features stories from: France, China and Scotland me.sigg3.net design In addition to being just passion, I work in Salangen Webdesign where we try to find the best websolutions for our clients. I also do poems, photography and manipulations. Please comment. MIND THE GAP POEMS.SIGG3.NET Salangen Webdesign Tagboard I'd appriciate it, if you could tag me a message on my tagboard. « enter here » F.I.X I'm a regular user of Fluxpod Information eXchange and if you want to, you can log on as long as you've a telnet client: telnet fix.no What is FIX? (FAQ) WikiPedia This is a multilingual project to create a complete and accurate open content encyclopedia. I've edited a few posts and I'm writing a few articles too, a list can be found at my userpage. Wikipedia.org Random page User:Sigg3.net meta.wikipedia.org w w w Whenever I find a usefull/useless, funny/tragic, important/worthless page/blog/link I post them here:)
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