I Am A Fulparkerare Who Livsloggas

I found this article that was entitled "Ogooglebar... and 14 Other Swedish Words We Should Incorporate Into English Immediately". Why not right? Turns out ogoolebar just simply refers to a search that gets zero results in Google. I remember hearing something awhile back about these guys putting together a website that listed words or combinations of words that received zero results on Google. I guess they failed to realize that once they listed those words or combinations that they were no longer unGoogleable, so.... failure. But here the Swedish have decided to invent a new word and try to add it to their dictionary. That is until Google wanted in a refused to release the right to use the foundation of their company name unless the name itself was in the definition, which I guess the Swedish Merriam-Webster was not willing to chalk up the cash. Anyhow....

I found a few words that I myself would like to work into my vocabulary, so I'm putting them here, so I can practice them, because Swedish is wild.

Firstly, anyone who knows me knows that I'm a Livslogga, (v. - literally translating to "life log," the word refers to continually documenting one's life in pictures). And proud of it. Going on seven years without missing a day so far. Makes for some pretty damn harsh realities of my boring life, but, now I know what to call myself.

Ask Laura, I am a Fulparkerare, (n. - literally translating to "ugly parker," the word describes someone who parks his or her car in a particularly egregious or unlawful manner). But only since we've bought the van. I don't know if it's the shortened front end or the concern for sliding doors but I cannot park that thing straight. Like not even close. And I find myself really concentrating on it too, thinking I've nailed it, only to hop out and find the parking spot nearly perpendicular. Yeah, I'm an ugly parker.

This one doesn't so much refer to me or even Laura, we're constantly without our phones, but we do know a few Nomofobs, (n. - any person who feels anxious at the very thought of being separated from his or her mobile phone. Adapted from the clunky English "no mobile phone phobia."). And now we know what to call them. Not that it will matter because they either won't understand what we're talking about to even care, or by the time we explain it to them we'll be too hungry for Swedish beef curry to remember what we're talking about.

Has It Been So Long?

Laura and I were flipping thru photos this evening, of Yuula in the early going. It seems like a lifetime ago. She is so different we almost don't recognize her. She's gone thru many phases. A sleepy phase, a bug-eyed phase, a blank stare phase, and our favorite slight smirk phase. All so precious and special, Laura got a little teary-eyed, as did I, and then we look over and see that at the present moment she's halfway up the staircase, her new extracurricular activity of testing how many "NO!"s it takes before we cave. Not yet you little monster.

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54 Minutes To Houston

I was cleaning out my emails today and came across one from back in 2009 from old friend Tom Raith. It had a promise of coming east to visit in 2010 and a phone number, so even tho I haven't actually spoken with him since early 2008 I called, to tell him off. After the initial shock wore off we talked for almost an hour, catching up and talking about babies and chemistry classes and leaving professions and buying farms in West Texas. It was quite pleasant. We decided enough was enough and we are going to keep in touch with a potential get-together on the horizon. For now, we're gonna settle on sending random photos via text message on a semi-regular basis. Let's say once or twice a week. We started today.

I sent proof our tree is still up...


He countered with a pile of cats...


I hit back with a chicken noodle supper...


and he doubled down with a TV Guide from 1978 & some Italian butter...


You win tonight old friend, but don't get cocky. Tomorrow is a new day and I got an hour on you.

Clearing The Cache

Everything's unplugged, the heat's on low, the car is packed, tetris style. I gotta jump in the shower and eat a bowl of 19, but we are ret to go. Enterprise then Greensville and all points in between is the first leg of our 2010 Winter Tour. We will attempt to keep you updated throughout. Should be interesting to see how Yuula deals with her first real road trip. Today should take about 12 hours. I estimate a complete and total breakdown by the time we reach Roanoke.

So I decided to clear out the cache of photos set aside to make it on here so here's a random collection, in particular order, shots from the last few days.

That should hold ya over. See ya.