2008-06-30

Sorry

I am sorry. I really am. I did my best to keep the mail dry, but it was pouring down and it was clearly an impossible task. Hence, the mail got wet, and for that I am sorry. But then, it was a bit irritating that one of the advertising mailings was made from a paper that dissolved at the mere sight of water. And that this mailing was pink and then of course coloured all the other mail pink was just an extra bonus I suppose.

Why?

We visited Parken Zoo this weekend. It was kind of cool, especially the Komodo dragon. And the birds were nice. And the monkeys. And the chameleon. Then we got hungry and stopped at the "restaurant" 'Bali, wok and thai'. On there menu was: vegetarian wok, chicken wok, meatballs, hot dogs and pancakes. Yea. Hm. öööh. Only in Eskilstuna would a restaurant that has that, and only that, on the menu be called a 'wok and thai' restaurant. But now to my actual hangup. What is the deal with amusement parks? Is there a law that says that food in such parks Must be overpriced And really shitty? I mean, how hard is it to accomplish a decent fresh vegetarian wok? I really understand all the families that lugged around their own food and had picnic's on the lawn. Maybe the burger joint was better, but honestly I doubt it. Is the answer so easy that 1) People get hungry, 2) They need to eat, 3) They buy what there is to buy -> so why bother making good food? And why not charge them insane amounts too!! They can keep doing it cause there's always new people coming that makes the same mistake (getting hungry that is.) So, The ways I see of battling the crappy establishments is to tell everyone that they suck, HEY everyone, 'Bali' at Parken Zoo SUCKS, and also to tell them that they suck, which I just did in a mail. So, now I have done my part. Now everyone just have to read my blog and then avoid to eat there and the problem should be solved.

Vielleicht soll ich das hier auch in Deutch sagen. Ich glaube das die Zoo ein menge besucher aus Deutchland hat. Hier ist ein kurtz überzetzung ab das hier oben:
Die restaurant Bali in Parken Zoo in Eskilstuna saugt.... Es ist sehr sehr slecht. Ich rekomendiere Ihnen eigenes Essen zu bringen.

Och en svensk version så att ingen missar:
Undvik att äta på restaurant Bali när ni besöker Parken zoo i Eskilstuna. Den suger.

2008-06-25

Never again

Never again I will do jam from my painstakingly picked blueberries. Never. I sweat, fight mosquitoes, sweat, get all blue, feed mosquitoes and then I make jam that I will keep in a jar and be a perfect base for mould. I don't know why, but I have never managed to consume the jam that has been so fucking hard to produce. In the future the blueberries I pick will be turned into pies which then will be eaten within a day. (Together with home made vanilla sauce of course.)
On top of that, I also got a stain on my shorts when I poured the jam into the sink. Take my word for it. Blueberry jam is just no good.

One little line

One little line sent me into a laughter on my way home:
Vindruvor - 8.95 kr/st (Grapes - 8.95 sek a piece)

2008-06-24

Two hours

Took a hike this weekend. Started here and strolled down Sörmlandsleden to Svalboviken, spending the night at the lake Näshultasjön. Getting home again was a real treat! The buss from Svalboviken, which you had to order by phone, was in fact a lady who drove us in a car to the closest busstop. At this exciting busstop there was nothing. And we had to wait there for two hours until the buss came. (Who planned that I don't know).

So, how do you kill two hours next to a road in the middle of Sweden? Why not by giving some ants half a peanut broken down into a few pieces and then watch them carry it away???

The small pieces was gone within minutes, but the two large once proved to be more difficult. The ants gathered around them and seemed to be deliberating on how to do it. And it was a long deliberation. The pieces was rocked, climbed, rolled, maybe nibbled a bit. Then the ants went away, only to come back after a while to measure the pieces once again. Finally they got to work, painstakingly moving them towards the stack. And you would think that after all that deliberation they would have worked out which road that would be easiest to transport the boulder, but no, they had missed that part of the planning. They almost seemed to take a difficult route, maybe just so that they could brag about it to their grandchildren when they get old. 'You know, Once when I was a young ant, I moved a giant peanut a long long way on a very difficult road!' And if they contact me I have the photos to prove it.

2008-06-19

aaaaaaah

After a hint from Ångestgrottan I started to read some on the conservapedia web page. After a brief look at the atheism article I looked around and found a page about dinosaurs. And, to quote a popular character in Friends, Oh! My! God! I actually feel nauseous. And there is nothing I can do about it. It impossible to contradict them cause they always have a fail-safe response 'according to the bible'...
-'Carbon dating proves that the fossils are 65M years old' I could be saying
-'No, carbon dating is false, cause the world was created 6000 years ago you see, the bible says so!'
You can't argue with someone who has that kind of comebacks.

Excuse me!

Excuse me sir, but your hedge is devouring you mailbox.

Excuse me sir, there are bugs living in your mailbox.

Excuse me sir, could you please remove the nettles that's growing around your mailbox.

Mail today (a response to one of my search notes.):
Hi Mattias. I have changed my last name to XXXX. The mailbox is marked Y XXXX.
Oh, thank you! But could you please tell me what your name was Before you changed it, that would be kind of good for me to know.

2008-06-18

10km

I am a bit curious how good I would do on a 10km run now. The last weekend before I started the mail man gig I made it in just under the hour. (I had said during the interview that I could, and I wanted to see if I had lied or not). The thing is though, I'm not really in the mood for a run after a day at the office.

Speaking of tired, the number of times that I have had to return home since I'd forgotten my glasses in the morning is larger than two.

Speaking of training, it has been a long time since I trained any budo. This has to be rectified. I think I will make some visits to some karate clubs in town soon, to see if any appeals to me. Maybe Cobra Kai has a affiliation in the neighbourhood.

2008-06-17

gött fredrik

If they vote yes

Are you with me in a silent protest if they vote yes tomorrow?
Stop using mail.
Stop using sms.
Stop using the internet.
Even if it is just for a day, If enough people do it, it will really be noticed.

Reciever errand

Mail today:
Regarding a search note on address xxx xx by Mattias:
1) Due to a very sloppy handwriting hardly any information on the note can be deciphered.
2) The lady yyy yyy moved in 2005 to another address. And she has also changed her name.
Hence the mail shall not be delivered at the address.

Hmm, the information that was handwritten on the note was: Mattias, the ladys name yyy yyy, and the address xxx xx. And the date... But thanks for the information...

2008-06-16

Football

It has been some time, quite some time, since I played football. I believe it was in like ninth grade or so that I played last. But this weekend I took part in CM's huge 7-man tournament in Stockholm, and we made it all the way through the group, through the 16'th, 8'th, quarter and was only eliminated by the Danish champions in the semifinal in a 'even' 1-0 match. And it was rather fun. Then we partied like it was 1999 (i.e. I partied with people that's as old as I was in 1999). My legs are still burning and I don't know if it is from the ball play or the dancing...

2008-06-13

I've

got

moneeeeeyyy!



(now I'm just going to pay back the money to my dad, pay for the wallpapers in my old flat, pay the back taxes, the mastercard bill, CSN and the rent. But still, right now, I've got moneeeeyyy!!!)

It's true

Two wheels, a motor, and wet asphalt. It's not the best of combinations. Luckily there were no cars/people in the way. And the road was free of gravel, so I survived with only a couple of scratches and some torn pants.

2008-06-12

Soup #30

The opinions differ. I liked it. K not so much. Butter simmered onion and endive, a dash of wine, some broth and a lot of milk. A couple of table spoons of maizena flour and then a long simmer. Top it of with some grated parmesan. It was supposed to be served over some toasts, but the track record of bread in the soups are not so good so we had the toast on the side instead.

Hmm

Drinking wine & blogging while cooking -> the likelihood that the food will burn increases.

What, alcohol, on a weekday!?

Making a soup that requires 1/2 dl of wine entitles you to enjoy the rest of the wine while cooking. Like Lloyd used to do. Nice, even if it is the cheapest tetra in the shop.

What is the deal with ...

... cuticles? (that I really did not know that 'nagelband' was called) I mean, come on, how can such small things hurt that fucking much just cause they dry up a bit?

Anyhow, now it is soup time. Endive is the main ingredient today. Stay tuned, a report will come in a couple of hours.

2008-06-11

Rain

I have been lucky so far, weather wise that is. But today it did rain. And it was cold. And the mail got wet.

Got un-addressed commercials in the mail today. Even if we have a note saying that we do not want any. Those darn incompetent Posten workers.

2008-06-10

Flowers

I understand that you really want to know how the flowers are doing. Just fine thank you!

Angry person

A day can be ruined cause of many things. This day was not ruined, but did for certain take turn for the worse when I was handed the phone this morning and a woman started to complain about everything that had gone wrong since CM started to deliver mail here. The reason she was talking to me was that a letter had come to one of my addresses, one where no one with her name lived. I had then put up a note that said 'I have a letter for you, but I cant find you. Call me.' It turns out that she had moved from that address more than a year ago, and now, when CM is in town bills get lost/put in her old neighbours mailbox and cards with money in them from her friends has magically disappeared. She sounded feed up and said that she was thinking about going to the police. Nothing I said could make her any calmer. That we do not deliver personal letters, and hence cant be responsible for the magically disappeared letters with money in them. That I am not the one sending letters to the old address. That the 'adressändring' is only valid for one year. That If I get a letter to an address, what should I do with there is no one at the place with the name? Look it up on eniro.se and send it to one of the persons in the world who has that name? That If we are responsible for a bill getting to them late we will reimburse any late fees that might come from that, just call customer service and they will help you. (I did look the name up on eniro by the way. No one in Eskilstuna is registered with that name.) Anyhow, the lady was a bitch and was blaming everything that had gone wrong with her post on us, and put me in a bad mood for the next four hours. 800m climb while listening to metallica on my mp3 player did manage to erase her from my mind.

2008-06-09

Relalalaxa

Except for the back that was out of whack this weekend was oh so relaxing. Did not do a squat, if a couple of laps in the pool is excluded.

Witnessed what I think was a steroid caused episode though. Heard the 'schreee' from a breaking car when we were sitting at MAX enjoying a burger. Looking over I saw a volvo that had stopped, and a car behind that one. The man in the volvo looked mad as hell, and was looking to get out, but he stayed in his car going forward a couple of meters. Then he stopped again. Put in reverse and backed into the other car with full intention. Then he sped on with the other car in full pursuit. A little Sunday lunch excitement in the small town of Eskilstuna.

2008-06-07

Old

Shit, I am old. Spending a day in a horizontal position due to a head ace and a general queeziness has left my back in a terrible condition. I can not lie in bed, cant sit up, cant stand, without the feeling that my back is broken. Floating around in the pool was nice, but you cant spend the entire day in the pool can you?

2008-06-05

please don't help my mama bomb a osama obama llama diorama

a real nugget from pearls of swine

2008-06-04

Got it!

After stepping on a slippery stone and subsequently slipping in on some blogs on tusenapor I ended up remembering the thing I had forgotten to blog about when I read Soran's blog. And it was:

What the heck is the deal with the crappy stuff that Bamse/KalleAnka/etc. persists on sending along to all the once that subscribe to said magazines? It is some plastic toys that I predict will last for about ten seconds, end up in a pile of other crappy toys, the pile will then be transfered to a cellar/attic, then put in a box, then the box will either move along when the kid grows up or stay at the parents house taking place to no avail. Ok, that is not my problem and hence not why I write this, My problem is that the fucking toys are to big to easily slide into many of the mailboxes that, we the mailmen, has to try to put the stuff down into. (Now I start to think that, hmm, this sounds familiar, did I not write that I had forgotten to blog about this and then continued to blog about it before? Perhaps, but better safe than sorry, I will continue on as if that thought hadn't struck my head). Last week I managed to get a Kalle stuck in a door. I dropped it down thinking that, yea it will fit. Then it got stuck and I thought, hmm, it should get through if I push a little. Then I pushed a little. Then it got really really stuck. And I could not get it back up. I ended up using a golfing magazine as a tool to and putting my entire bodyweight behind that and finally succeeded to get it unstuck. It did however not survive the ordeal. I dropped a note down after it saying that I will get them another copy, which I then arranged when I got back to the office. So, anyhow, my question is, Why oh why do they send along these crappy plastic to big for the mailbox fucking toys with every new copy of all the magazines? Why not save up for a couple of months, giving the kids something to look forward to for a longer time, and then give them something real, something that will last, something that is clearly to big to fit through the mailbox and hence must be picked up at their closest store that also moonlights as a post-office?

Smile

Also at Jablonski's door I tend to smile a little, for reasons known only for a few...

This week has been hard... The sun is bearing down on the lonely mailman and the heat is no picnic. A stop in a stairway (which happens e.g. when something needs to be written) means that the cooling effect of the breeze stops and the sweat starts pouring out. Not the prettiest sights I suppose.

2008-06-03

Soup #29

Gazpacho. Hmm. No, this was not a very good recipe for the cold vegetable soup. It was to much union and to much vinegar. And I think that some broth would have been good. The very bad thing is that I have to eat it again at lunch tomorrow.

Yes

The decision has been made. I do qualify for a-kassan. I will get some money. Mattias is happy.

2008-06-02







Photos

Spent the weekend in Sävsjö, the last town in sweden, and made some small excursions in the countryside. The camera was of course with me, and I think that some of the photos might turn out pretty good. Will now turn on my other computer and do a bit of editing... Some results might soon turn up at a page near you.

Never

There are houses in this city that I would never ever live in. They could offer me free rent and I would not even consider it. Today I met the cleaning staff in one of the worst and when I said that 'it must be an uneven battle to clean here' they only nodded.