Stay Puft

Late. Tired. Must… write… quickly.

The usual animal crackers.

Mathilde is so sweet.

Mads is so funny.

Magnethe is so cute. I vuw Magnethe, yes I does.

The girls are cute too.

Borrowing my camera and taking pictures of each other. Love the teddy bear!

While Kurt oversees the fire. They were roasting marshmallows and hotdogs. Now ain’t that the life? A nice campfire on a summery day. What more could you want?

Talked to Kurt about Magnethe too. He remarked that Magnethe always followed me everywhere when I came to the playground. Hehe. She does. She comes running to me and jumps up on me and follows me around. She’s still like a little puppy.

Black and White have been tied up the last couple of days. Kurt told me that they had been wandering out on the road. So now Magnethe is the last free soul. I’m pretty sure she won’t go exploring on her own. She’ll stick close to the others.

Black was not happy about it though! You will remember that he has the loudest little voice in all the kingdom. And being tied did not agree with him. So he has been quite vocal about it. And by that I mean: he has been baahing his little head off. Which I will illustrate with a video some time soon.

Meanwhile at work…

Natalie, Sanne posing and Poul Erik. My new camera isn’t quite brilliant indoors, in low lighting. I still haven’t finished reading the manual. I hope I can improve a little. It’s about time I learn some of the finer details of photography.

Mianne, our booker, has come in and asked me to print new posters twice. My posters have been stolen! The May schedule of Kulturgyngen. I don’t know why anyone would steal them, they’re not very interesting. Maybe the thieves are related to one of the bands that are playing or something. Or maybe my posters are just so awesome that people want to steal them and hang them on their walls. Or maybe it’s just vandalism. You never know.

I have gotten other nice remarks though. Sanne told me that Bente had said that the colour for the May poster was really great. So that’s nice. Also some lady I have never seen before came into our office and asked me if I was the guy who had made the Cuba menus. I said yes, and she said they were good and she liked them. They were fresh. Neato. I’m a success.

We have had some staff changes. Thomas has left, he is now working up in the bar. With the cute bargirl. I’m jealous. Maybe I should ask if I could go up and work there too.

He has been replaced by Ronny. He’s only been there a coupla days so not much to tell about him. He came over and looked at what I was doing, I explained how I make the flyer/poster every month.

We’re going to have another new guy starting next week. Alex.

That’s really the downside of working at Kulturgyngen. People come and go all the time. New people to get used to, that’s not the easiest thing for me. I miss Christian. Even ubernazi Lars, a bit. The office is almost too quiet. I’m not a big talker. And neither are Poul Erik or Natalie really. Lars and Christian were loud and funny, that’s missing a little now. I guess I’ll have to step up and tell some jokes or something.

The festival is getting close. On Friday. Remember once upon a time we (as in my family) won a minidisc? Well, I bought myself a cheap microphone for it. I’m going to try taping the shows I go to. Unfortunately I don’t have time to get a really good microphone now. But it doesn’t matter, I’m not looking to make brilliant recordings. I would just like to be able to keep the memories. Assuming I don’t get caught and thrown out.

I wish I could go backstage and talk to Tina. Not that I expect her to remember me. We only went to school together for a year, of which I was gone for 25% because of my problems. And that’s a long time ago now. But I still would like to just say hi and say that I love her music and that I think she deserves her success. She was always a good person.

…aaand that’s it.

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1. Anne Says:
   June 9th, 2005 at 11:12 e

   Det er da en lidt skæv form for ros – at de stjæler dine posters – men ros alligevel. Jeg kan se på billedet fra Kulturgyngen, at I har masser af opslagstavler. Hva’ med at få Den lille pige med svovlstikkerne, dunklerne eller en enkelt ged derop, så de kan se, at du da kan andet end bare computer-arbejde. Måske er der noget spændende, de skal ha’ fotograferet, og du er god til billeder. Jeg ved, hvad jeg taler om, for jeg har arbejdet sammen med dygtige fotografer i mange år. Håber, det går godt med din bedstefar.

Rise Darth Plumious

I have been thinking. You know how everyone thinks the Empire in Star Wars is evil? Well, maybe it isn’t. I think they had one big flaw. It’s kind of an obvious one. THEIR LEADER WAS A DARK LORD OF THE SITH. Hmm? I mean really, take any kind of government and put a dark lord of the Sith in charge and I bet you it will turn out to be a disaster.

So stop badmouthing the empire. It’s not their fault that they were run by the ultimate evil in the galaxy.

Imagine the empire with a good jedi in charge. Peace and stability in the galaxy. A strong ruler to unite everyone in the spirit of love. Also, imagine the money they would save when they no longer have to send all the storm troopers to practice training constantly.

I just think personal freedom is overrated. Look where it’s gotten us. The world is a shitty place and we have no one to blame but ourselves. Let’s have a tyrant clean it up, but let’s be sure it’s a good, benevolent tyrant. Not like the bad guys in the movies.

That’s my political standpoint.

Jessica Alba is the prettiest girl in the world. And thank god for seethrough material.

That’s my sexual standpoint.

Geeselings are cute, even if that’s not a real word.

That’s not a standpoint, that’s just how it is.

I decided to go see Sin City in the cinema today. I didn’t, though. Turned out I was too tired. So I just went to the playground instead. For some reason I am never too tired for that. No matter how I’m feeling, I always feel great when I get there.

Updated the video section, as promised. A video from the Hans Christian Andersen parade. So you can see Dunkelfolket in action if you want. Also a movie clip of Mads. Baahing like a big girl. Haha. Same-old same-old. Funny stuff.

I got an email from a Lisa Dahl, AWA account manager at affiliatedweb.com. They want to put banners on my site, apparently. I wish it was because I had such a great site with thousands of visitors. And not because they just spam everyone. The amount of money I could make by putting advertising on plume.dk would probably be enough for a piece of chewing gum. Not a pack of chewing gum, no, one individual piece of gum from the pack. I could go into the store and say “Hey, I can’t afford this pack of Stimorol, but I’d really like to buy one of the pieces. Is that okay?”

Mmm, Stimorol with it’s long-lasting smooth taste of freedom.

Nope, never advertising here!

A couple of days ago my mother told me that she had run into one of my old classmates. Pelle. Pelle was shopping in Kvickly with his mother. They all got to talking. My mother told them some of the stuff that’s going on with me. I guess Pelle said I could come down and visit him if I want. He still lives the same place as he did when we went to school. Just like me.

I remember he had an Amiga, before I did. So I would often go visit him to play on it. He had a dog. Back then I was terrified of dogs. Seems silly now, but it felt like such a dilemma back then. Playing on the fantastic Amiga, but having to face the wild beast.

Interestingly enough I dream of Pelle sometimes. My dreams often include my old classmates. And for some reason Pelle is one of the most often featured.

I don’t know if I’ll go visit him. Not right now anyway. I haven’t seen him in 10 years, I can’t just go to his house and say hi. But maybe later, when things are better yet.

He told my mother that he had read my poems online. Poems I had written under another name. I wonder if that’s The Boy Who Really Needs from when I first started writing online. Or if it’s Plume. For all I know he could be reading this now. Hi Pelle!

Odd to think that people I used to go to school with have read my stuff. I wonder how he found them. I wonder if anyone else did. I wonder if they ever wonder about me or if I am just a faded memory.

I always wanted to be remembered…

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1. Bunny Says:
   June 6th, 2005 at 23:50 e

   Oh, I looooooooove Jessica Alba. So, so much! And you know, George Lucas also thinks that there’s nothing wrong with a good despot. And yeah, the Empire was bad but at least they restored peace and order. You need a balance and the wussy Jedi alone can’t balance anything, if they were in charge there would be mayhem because they’re try to ‘diplomatically’ solve every problem and some problems can’t be solved diplomatically. And besides, they didn’t use democracy or diplomacy with Chancellor Palpatine, did they? They were just going to arrest him and in the Original Trilogy, the good side had no problem murdering the bad side. Oh! And when Anakin said that Obi-Wan was either on his side or he was an enemy, Obi-Wan said only Sith deal in absolutes, right? Well, Obi-Wan had no problems saying that Palpy was evil – absolutely. And how do we know the Empire is evil anyway? Because Lucas tells us so? Psh. Shenanigans!! Lol! Oh well, at least I have the ‘diplomatic when it’s possible, kick ass when it’s not’ world of Star Trek! :)

2. Katherine Says:
   June 7th, 2005 at 6:07 e

   Can you imagine Bush as Darth Vader? Oh, but that would make it a comedy and spoil it. Even though we know Bush is evil, it’s hard to take him seriously as a force to be reckoned with.

   Here’s a pic for you. Imagine being hugged by an intelligent giant. Elephants remind me of extraterrestrials on the old Star Trek or Star Wars. Benevolent like Yodas only very very large. Like they look really really different from us but when they speak they’re full of wisdom and good advice. It’s like here I am on earth discovering an ancient and wise species.

3. Katherine Says:
   June 7th, 2005 at 6:08 e

   oops, the pic didn’t take…check your gbook instead.

4. grant Says:
   June 7th, 2005 at 15:23 e

   you know i actually had a similar thought about the empire not necessarily being that evil. It is pretty much on the point of view. I think in the end all forms of governments are oppressive on rights to a point because no government can truly rule with equality for such a large group of people. In a lot of ways what is the difference between America and the Empire?

   I think if people in general want a government they must be willing to lose rights and compromise because everyone is not going to agree. In that sense government is very anti-freedom. I think though its all in degrees and what people are willing to live with.

Suicidal Fish #5

I never promised it would be historically correct either.

H.C. Andersen = Hans Christian Andersen, by the way. In Denmark we always refer to him as HC, but in English people seem to call him Hans Christian. And sometimes Anderson, heh.

PS. I still love Mutts.

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My Mind Has Wings

A little update on yesterday’s entry.

My grandfather’s surgery went well. He’s doing fine now. Recovering. Going to be okay. So that’s a relief.

The Dunkelfolk who gave me the V sign at the parade was indeed Anne. As she said in the comment she left me, the fact that I was there was a victory for both of us.

I had an interesting dream last night. There was a meteor shower. Actually, it started as a really intense lightning storm. I was standing with my dad in our house. The rest of the family had gone out to our car (we don’t actually have a car in real life). Evacuation I guess. My dad and I were watching the lightning outside. And it struck our neighbours house. Then the meteors started coming. Really big ones. Fireballs coming from the distance. We started running to get out to the car. Trying to avoid the meteors.

Funnily enough the local news channel was doing a story about kids harassing stoners, while the world was ending. Haha. Poor stoners.

It wasn’t a funny dream though. It was more of a nightmare. A typical “running from danger” dream.

The meteors were spectacular. Whoever arranges my dreams, they must have a big budget.

I love dreaming.

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Carnivale (… Or “Plume, The Ugly Duckling”)

This is the big parade entry. There will be a bunch of pictures + a couple of videos. If I have time for it all.

Why did I go to a parade yesterday, you might ask? Mostly because of the kind Anne, who I know through guestbooking and emails. She is part of ”Dunkelfolket”. The website is Danish, but you can click around for some pictures. I love their masks and costumes. Fascinating.

Anyway, Dunkelfolket was part of the parade. It was a big Hans Christian Andersen parade. We’re celebrating his 200th anniversary this year. Lots of festive things going on.

So Anne “invited” me to go to the parade. And I wanted to see Dunkelfolket of course.

I wasn’t sure I was going to go at first, though. I was tired. And I knew there would be masses of people. But I pulled myself together. I had two big reasons to go. First of all Anne has been very nice and supportive to me, I would feel like a jerk if I missed “her” parade. And second of all, this is exactly the sort of thing I need to do for my therapy. Get up, get out, face my fears. Face the world.

So I did. And the second I got out of the door I was glad I decided to go. I had Eels on my MP3 player. “I’m tired of the old shit, let the new shit begin”. Hey man, now you’re really living.

At the bus stop there were two (most likely) underage girls in skimpy outfits. Thongs and bras all over the place. I’m not going to judge. But I can’t help but wonder what it must be like to be that comfortable with your own body? That must be such a sweet freedom. But then on the other hand you always hear about young girls and eating disorders and peer pressure and so on. So maybe they aren’t that comfortable with themselves? But then why would they wear clothes like that?

I can but ponder. It turned out they were going downtown too, I saw them while I was following the parade. Thongs and bras for a Hans Christian Andersen parade. Sometimes life makes me smile.

As I had expected there were lots of people downtown. But once again I had that nice feeling of being… okay. I wasn’t afraid. My social phobia didn’t really come up at all. Amazing. Walking in a crowd and not being scared. It makes me happy that I can do that.

I quickly found myself a nice place on the bridge over the railway tracks. People were lining up everywhere.

And I didn’t have to wait long. The sounds of drums and trumpets. And then a police motorcycle came.

Followed by the man himself. Or an actor portraying him at least. No, not Charlie Chaplin. Good old Hans Christian.

I’m not a H.C. Andersen buff. But of course I have had his fairytales read to me as a kid. And read them in school. He is a very big part of our cultural heritage. I don’t think anyone here can grow up without hearing his stories. I don’t know how it is in other countries. We like to think that he is one of the most famous Danes ever, but in this day and age kids are probably surfing the web for porn instead of having fairytales read to them.

The pretty swan came.

And the bands played on.

And then followed a veritable parade (ho-ho) of scenes from his tales.

He’s not wearing any clothes! The king wasn’t quite nude. Too bad for the kids surfing here for porn.

I started getting butterflies in my stomach when I saw Dunkelfolket coming up.

I don’t know what Anne looks like. And even if I did I obviously wouldn’t be able to spot her. So I was sort of feeling self conscious. “Is that her? Is that her? Is she looking at me? Do I look stupid? Am I ruining her parade”. Hah. Nah, not quite that bad. One of them did make the V For Victory sign to me. And I made it back. But I’m not sure if that was actually Anne signaling to me or if it was just part of the act. They get quite interactive with the crowd. I don’t even know if Anne would recognise me. I don’t put many pictures of myself up. So Anne, you’ll have to let me know if that was you or not.

Before I knew it they were past me. I had a little map of the parade route so I went around town and placed myself at strategic points to see them all go by again.

Aren’t their costumes great? Imagination takes flight.

I think this is my first parade. I can’t for sure say that my parents didn’t take me to one when I was a kid. But I have no memories of it. And I certainly haven’t been to one in my adult life. Being my first, I really can’t say whether it was a good or a bad parade. Whether it was succesful. All I can say is that everybody was smiling and happy. Parents walking around with their kids on their shoulders. Balloons and candy.

Performers in the streets.

And it felt great to be a part of it.

I was impressed by the jugglers.

Juggling fire. That must be exciting. You know, I’m perplexed by people who can juggle apples. Juggling burning sticks is almost like rubbing it in my face. “You can’t juggle two tennis balls without hurting yourself, I’m juggling LETHAL FLAMES”. But it’s cool.

Another one of my favourite things was the little match girl. They had a foam machine that made it look like it was snowing.

Beautiful. I remember as a kid that story always got to me.

The city dancing with music. As I went home I was practically flying, light footsteps. Feeling good. Feeling happy. Happy about the fun, happy that I had once again faced my fears and won.

Just the fact that I went out on a Friday night. I don’t think I have done that in my adult life either. Next Friday I’ll be going out to the festival on Friday night, that’s downtown too. So this was good practice for that.

Thank you Anne, for giving me this opportunity. I am officially a Dunkelfolket fan.

Now, the videos will have to wait. it’s getting late. And I have also lost a little of the good mood. I have just been told that my grandfather is in the hospital. He had a.. stroke? Aneurysm? I’m not sure what it’s called in English exactly. It’s like blood clog or knot or so? My mother tells me that he’ll be getting surgery tonight. They say he is most likely going to be okay. I hope so. He is old. And frail. He has been especially frail since my grandmother died. But they say he should be okay, so I’ll try not to worry too much. There’s nothing I can do anyway. I hope you will all send good thoughts to him.

And have a nice weekend, my fairies.

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1. Anne Says:
   June 5th, 2005 at 0:31 e

   Det var mig med v-tegnet, og jeg kunne kende dig på brillerne og det smarte kamera, så… Det var sejr for os begge at du var der. Faktisk er Dunkelfolket også en måde at gemme sig på – eller holde ferie fra sig selv. Det er sådan en munter flok, og vi har det sjovt sammen, når vi ikke lige mundhugges som en flok uregerlige søskende. Forøvrigt er vores eventyr Historien om en moder, et af de mindre kendte og trist, da moderen mister alt for at få sit barn igen fra døden. Men slutter med frivilligt at gi’ barnet til døden og erkende, at livet går videre med trods sorg og tab. Godt du var der, modige Plume, og pøj-pøj med koncerten. Give the world a whack in the shins and make her dance. Jeg husker desværre ikke, hvilken amerikansk roman citatet stammer fra, men det passer ind her.

2. catz-eyes Says:
   June 5th, 2005 at 5:38 e

   the parade looks amazing! glad you enjoyed it. you commented on The Little Match Stick Girl (think thats what the story is called)… that one used to get to me, too…. so sad… when you think about HC Anderson’s stories, alot of them were kind of sad and/or bloody scary!

   anyway, hope you’re well and happy matey =^..^=

3. stace Says:
   June 5th, 2005 at 20:17 e

   oops, i forgot and left a comment on livejournal instead of here. so i’ll leave it again here. what a great parade. i love fairy tales.

   and oh, i hope your grandfather is ok.

4. Katherine Says:
   June 5th, 2005 at 22:41 e

   What a wonderful parade! I read HC Anderson stories when I was little. The one I loved the best was The Snow Queen.

Ever In Motion

I have had a good day today. Good times at the playground. Although I wish the sun would come back. It’s not fun to stand or sit around in the wet grass for long periods of time. The flu, my friend.

Still, at least I can go home and dry off. The goats have to stay out all day. I know they don’t like rain too much.

Typical Danish summer. The sun is out for a day or two and hormones are raging. And then the rain comes and gray days. I’m not a fan of heat. I am especially not a fan of dense, heavy, wet heat. When the air is so thick that you feel like you have to get out a fork and knife to cut it into digestible chunks.

My prefered weather (in the summer at least) would be beautiful sunshine with fresh breezes. And then cold nights. That’s the way I would want it.

Everybody is talking about the weather, but no one is doing anything about it.

My beautiful Mathilde. I love when she gets all close to me and sniffs at my head. When she jumps up with her legs on me. When she digs her nose and mouth into my pocket to get at the bread. I love how close she gets to me, my shy little girl.

There is a video on this page of her trying to get into my pocket. It’s so sweet. She’s not afraid of me at all.

More videos uploaded. Mads on this page. Getting up on two legs to eat from the branches. It really is remarkable how long he can stay upright without support.

Remember how I have talked about the lambs and their baahing? How Black is very loud and penetrating, while White sounds like a teenager whose voice is cracking. Well I got a video of it finally. On this page. It’s good fun. Not perfect though. They have grown, and their voices are a little less funny now. But I think you can still hear the difference. So check that out if you want to hear comedy gold.

If you just want insane cuteness then check out Magnethe on this page. She’s getting carrot. And slipping out little baahs as she chews. Also eating at my hand when I was hiding a piece of carrot inside it. Mathilde does that too. They can sense the food in there and they start gnawning and licking to get it out. It’s fun. Magnethe was chewing on my thumb too. Her jaws aren’t powerful enough to do any real damage, so it’s kinda funny to let her chew at me. I have bitemarks now though. But worth it.

That’s all the videos for now. And all from the playground. It’s getting very late. I’m running out of time.

I went to a parade today! A Hans Christian Andersen parade. I had a great time. Facing fears, fabulous fun. But I’m going to have to tell you all about that tomorrow. With more pictures and videos. I bet you’re looking forward to that!

Thank you, Anne.

Oh, and Dylan, doll-face, if you want to leave private comments then use the guestbook. It’s still operational. There’s a link to it somewhere in the mess on the right of my blog.

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You Don’t Know What It’s Like (To Love Somebody)

I love Dolph. What is more fun than an ultra-violent, mega-fascist, giant blue hippo?

You should see him on TV. He has the best voice ever.

Faster, Dolph! Kill! Kill!

All Hail to the Dolph!

listening: Billy Corgan – TheFutureEmbrace (leaked!)

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1. meredith Says:
   June 3rd, 2005 at 1:47 e

   haha. no wonder this doesn’t exist in the states — it’s actually FUNNY.

   my country sucks. :(

2. horse makes choking sound like it's being strangled Says:
   June 3rd, 2005 at 12:24 e

   if you love the sheep so much why don’t you marry it?! furthermore, i dont like this new/old comments system. i need a private button.

SEX! (…And Other Things)

Not much has happened since my last update. I did manage to get my ticket to the Spot 11 festival. So that’s all set. June 10th/11th. I will finally get to go to my first concert.

It’s quite exciting. I love live music. I hope it will be everything I have dreamed of. Here is my plan:

Friday 19.25 Tina Dickow
Saturday 18.55 Peter Sommer
Saturday 22.55 Carpark North

Those are the three acts I definitely want to see. Assuming I can get in. I think Carpark North is the biggest name of the festival. I have a two-day ticket so I can go see all the shows I want but I’m not guaranteed that I can get in. And if it’s completely stuffed then I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle that. But we will see how it goes. I would really love to see Tina and Carpark North. And Maria recommends Peter Sommer. The one song of his that I have heard is quite good so that makes sense.

There are other acts that I’m considering. Funch. Julie (cause she’s hawt). Utah. Barra Head. Jacob Faurholt + Sweetie Pie Wilbur. But none of those are essential. I don’t really know them, but I might check them out. Depending on how well it all goes, how tired I am, and how the busses run. Do I want to go straight home after Tina plays on Friday? Or will I stay downtown and check out Funch or Julie? And on Saturday, what will I do between Peter Sommer and Carpark North? Peter plays at 18.55, Carpark North starts at 22.55. So do I go home there? Or do I check out Barra Head or Jacob Faurholt?

Questions, questions.

I wanted to see Moi Caprice too, but they clash with Carpark North so that’s not possible. I kinda wanted to see Kindra + the Kindred Spirits too. But that’s on Friday, before Tina’s show. And it might seem a little silly but I really want Tina Dickow to be my first concert ever. I went to school with her for a year, I have only fond memories of her. And I love her music. I want that to be my first concert. Since it can’t be Billy Corgan.

Speaking of Tina, you can see her perform a song on Jimmy Kimmel with Zero 7 if you go to her website and click on “News” and then “LINK TO PERFORMANCE ON “JIMMY KIMMEL LIVE”.

She’s getting good reviews on Amazon too.

I’m looking forward to seeing her!

Yesterday I ate my lunch in the restaurant at work. For the first time ever. I usually go get my glass of lemonade and then go back down to our office and eat at my computer. But I’m going to try eating in the restaurant sometimes. As social practice. It’s not easy, eating in public. Feeling so aware of everyone else. But after a while I managed to just concentrate on my Edgar Allan Poe book. Hopefully I will get more used to it. And then eventually I’m going to try eating up there with the others from my office. Sanne at least.

Did this. I’m getting the hang of making over-simplistic menus. We have talked about the possibilities of giving me some bigger assignments. I don’t know if I’m ready for that, but it’s not like I have anything to lose. Maybe if Billy comes to Denmark I can design a poster for him. Yup yup. I should contact him, get him to play at Kulturgyngen. It’s an initimate little place, perfect for a little solo perfomance. If only.

Why is Vin Diesel making a remake of Kindergarten Cop? What’s next, Governor of a sunshine state?

Good times at the playground too, of course. Yesterday it was raining. Poor wet animals.

I biked the whole way from work to the playground. I didn’t think I could make that. It’s a huuuge uphill way. And it was raining and the wind was against me. But I made it. And when I got to the playground I didn’t even feel my aching legs, the goats made me forget all that.

Today the weather was a little better. And I spent even more time at the playground.

Mads always looks funny when he lies down. It looks like someone sawed off his legs. I was sitting with the goats when a kindergarten class came to see the animals. That was fun. They were running around, trying to get the courage to touch the animals. And then when they touched one they’d run away laughing and screaming “I touched it I touched it I touched it”.

And Magnethe was climbing all over me as usual. I really shouldn’t let her do that, my clothes get so dirty. But I can’t say no. A little laundry is a small price to pay for having so much fun with her.

Sitting there, I become like an animal guru. Everybody looks up to me and asks me why I’m not afraid of Mads, why Mathilde loves me so much. And so on. I feel almost admiration, respect. Those are feelings I am not used to. It feels good. It’s not like I’m anything special, anyone who would bring a little food and spend some time with the animals would get the same response that I get. But I guess there aren’t too many others who is willing to go there on a daily basis and just sit down with the goats. I am a little odd. But I don’t want to lose that. Even if I do make a normal life for myself, I still want to just go and be with the goats sometimes. They give me so much, I will never forget that.

Girls borrowed my camera again. Took this picture amongst others:

That’s quite nice isn’t it?

The lambs are getting bigger and bigger.

Look, White is almost as big as Mathilde now.

Mathilde will still try to ram them if they get too frisky. There’s a definite pecking order at the playground. Mads is at the top, although Mathilde has gotten a lot more confident and will actually challenge him sometimes. Mathilde is second. And then Magnethe and the lambs are at the bottom, sometime they will have little standoffs too, but they don’t have the power of the adults.

Mama Sheep obviously outranks the lambs. But she can’t take on Mathilde or Mads.

Complicated political and social structure eh?

White is really good at sneaking. Often when I’m sitting and having fun with Magnethe I’ll suddenly feel something on my shoulder. When I turn my head there is White. Snook up on me and just looking over my shoulder. Black is less interested in me. He seems to keep a little more to himself. He doesn’t want to eat from my hand. And I never see him getting in standoffs with Mathilde like White does. White is more willing to go in and get close to the goats and to people, in the search for food.

Am I boring you? I can’t help it, I love that place. I have updated the video section again. I don’t know if anyone was actually interested in hearing Mads and Mathilde, but surely you’ll want to hear Magnethe right? I have uploaded several videos where you can hear her baahing. It’s so adorable. You can see a scene of mother-daughter calling too. Where Mathilde is calling out, Magnethe calls back and then she starts running back to Mathilde, while still baahing. Sweet. When Magnethe was younger that happened a lot. Whenever Magnethe would get too far away they would start baahing out to find each other. Now Mathilde is usually tied up and Magnethe sometimes wanders around with the lambs and she’s big enough to take care of herself.

Anyway, enough already. Let me just mention that I have added plume.dk to clix. There’s a link on the right. I would appreciate if you voted once in a while. But don’t worry, I’m not going to start begging for it all the time. It’s not so important. Unless I win. Then it’s important!

Etcetera.

Hey, wouldn’t it be funny if your name was Etcetera? Every time you finished a letter it would go

Love, Etcetera.

Or something like that. Haha. Amusing.

Oops, I forgot about the sex. Oh well, maybe next time.

Please check out the videos. Thanks.

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