Miserable Failures

Considering no-one's actually reading this thing except for myself when I'm out of town and need to get in touch with how I'm doing, it's no wonder I haven't been updating this blog for a while. If you want to maintain a blog of some stature, you need to update it constantly, at least once a day. For the political pundits, that's a breeze these days leading up to the US prez selection, considering all the shit that's going down all over the place. So because of these well-informed bloggers I'm checking and reading more than I'm actually producing; comfortable and nice, but fuck you how lazy and Lutheran I'm feeling, at the same time. It's a good read, though. These bloggers are all on my daily briefings list:

Tom Tomorrow - not only one of the best political comic strip guys out there (This Modern World), he also maintains snippets and links to all sorts of interesting... snippets and links
The Rude Pundit - totally uncompromising and rude as all hell, this profanity-laden anonymous blogger, with obvious insights in campaigning, lecturing and other things prone to make him a bit more knowledgeable than your average hate-spewing mongrel, is a must read
The Smirking Chimp - the best place to find snippets and summaries of news articles and other media events

Needless to say, they are like, totally nonpartisan. Do some reading.

I now also have three political buttons - two embarrassingly big Kerry buttons which I simply cannot wear in public, and one small, subtle "No More Bushit" straight outta NYC. I'll wear that with pride for the next four years.

(I hope to abandon these pathetic little political-themed posts soon, and concentrate on what I know best - porn. No, wait, make that movies.)

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Off to celebrate Malmö FF. Yes, for the first time since 1988, my local football team has fulfilled the promise of getting back the gold to the city. It's crazy here, cars have been honking all night and people are dancing in the streets, despite the cold, horror-like autumn weather we're having.



So now, off I go to the Stortorget square for some official, city-sponsored celebrations. Fun fun fun.

EDIT: It was fun. But we didn't see a goddamn thing, too much fireworks and smoke and scarfs and kids on shoulders. It was freezing. An estimated 30,000 people turned out. Amazing.