Seeing as this is my first post on BRBcoffee (and may I say how happy I am to finally be here, after a long and excruciating wait due to Bjørn always forgetting…) I will start my career as an openly caffeine-addicted blogger with a tacky, cliché-like an incredibly awesome “Have you met Frida”-post!
So basically this is what it all comes down to:
My name is Frida, I just turned 20, and I only know a couple of the other people on this blog.
Vegard has been one of my closest friends for a couple of years, due to the random coincidence that neither of us were 18 at the time of a festival in 2008, so we were fenced in together for a couple of days. Seeing as neither of us died in a random case of self-combustion we figured we should become friends. And we did.
Bjørn I know from the political party that me, him and Vegard are in. He joined way after me, ’cause he’s a slow learner and so seeing the need for a revolution took him some extra time… But he caught on quickly, and is now a pretty O.K. guy.
Steinar was the neighbour of one of my oldest friends, and we met on the bus once. I have some memories of this, not a lot. Other than that he is one of the strongest believers in the myth of there existing or ever having had existed a little something something in the relationship between me and Vegard.
Elaine only knows me as Vegard proclaiming my undying love for her, but she clearly knew me well without knowing me, ’cause she didn’t believe it for one second, and actually guessed it to be me every time.
The rest of the people I haven’t had contact with, but probably will. Soon. Or soon enough.
Other things to mention, just to give you the feeling that you know me somehow:
-I’m a compulsive singer, meaning I’m always singing. Sometimes without even realizing it.
-I live in Bodø, as opposed to the other norwegians who betrayed their eminent status of being from the north of Norway to go live places where they have sun for more than 3 months of the year.
-I study political science.
-I work part-time.
-I have a terribly bad taste in humor.
-And yes, to all you guys and girls out there just dying to know: I’m single. (I know you were all wondering..) (Exhibit A of my bad humor…)
I’m pretty lame at coming up with things to write about myself, and so my next post will probably be political or about a book I love or music or something. But if any of the readers or co-authors would like to know anything about me you can ask, and maybe I will dedicate a post to answering questions you may have for me.
*weird good-bye catch-phrase to be inserted here in the future*
Frida
On the day that Google turns 12, BRBcoffee gets its 150th blogpost, and its 7th author! I’m working on moving the site to a new, better host. I say better, because in terms of features they are, but it’s taking some time for them to activate my account… Anyway, as soon as that happens, I have lots of stuff planned! I think you’ll all like it 😉
Oh, and since I can’t blog without being political… Yo Netanyahu, what you’re doing here is generally known as a dick move! It’s usually not a good idea to resume building big fucking shit on other people’s land, especially if you’re currently engaged in peace-talks with said people, and especially if said people are are already super pissed with you because you built big fucking shit on their land!
Let’s get the song of the blog rolling again!
Song of the blog: Annihilation (APC)
Yours inconsistently,
Bjørn
Daryl Hall!
Don't be jealous of his hair...
…and hot apple cider!
I can’t even begin to relate to you how my heart swells when I think of these two wondrous things. I recently attended a Hall & Oates concert, which further cemented my love of the Hall into my heart. Apple cider came into the picture by accident really. See, I’ve given up coffee as of late (a sin, I know, but I have my reasons) and so when venturing through a coffee stand with my sister, I decided to give hot apple cider a go. Turns out, it is one of the most magical things on this good, green Earth of ours. I highly recommend it to any- and every-one.
Hmm, I do believe it is time for a poll.
[poll id=”18″]
On a final note, I dare one and all to watch this video and not smile:
Out of Touch
And if that link doesn’t work, then watch this:
M-E-T-H-O-D O-F L-O-V-E
P.S.- We need a food category on here, Burnie!
Hello.
I’m sitting here reading about Native Americans and the European settlers in the early days of what is now the USA. I’ve stumbled across a few really interesting facts, that I figured I might share.
First of all, how do you picture Native Americans, or as they were called 300 years ago, the Indians? Chances are you picture a person in an elaborate leather/feather costume, riding a horse with a bow and arrow, like the hunters of the great plains regions. Kinda like this:
Well the interesting thing about this, is that although there were horses on the american continents millions of years ago, they died out. The Native Americans did not have access to horses until the Spanish settlers brought them over in the early 1800s. Also, they did not have bow and arrows, not until the eastern communities brought the technology over. Strange, huh?
Well, it gets better. We all know how this story goes, Native American culture flourishes, then the western settlers come along with their guns and shoot everyone. Right? Wrong! Actually, what killed most of the Indians were not bullets or cannon shells, but what has been termed “the biological unification of mankind”. People from Europe brought over strange diseases that killed off many of the natives. In the 1760s, the British even ransacked smallpox hospitals for contaminated beddings that they gave the natives as gifts. So it wasn’t all accidental!
I shall end this brief history lesson with a quote from my college curriculum:
“The destroyed cultures represented a kind of ecological harmony that was obliterated by selfish capitalist and Christian Europeans.”
Vegard
My dear, sweet readers. I have a challenge for you!
But first, a picture that was taken at a pub a while ago. (I am the creepy face in the background).
This image sparked a trend of awesome pictures. Allow me to explain:
And, because this is the internet and the internet has its own humor:
So my challenge. Take the top picture, cut out my head, and make it as amusing as possible! Fly, my pretties. FLY!
Vegard