Dash and Cash by Sabu

Ties into the release of The Taking of Pelham 123 in Japan, hence the trailer after the short.


Castlevania Birds

If you are kind of person who occasionally play video games you might have stumbled across an enemy that makes life difficult for you. Sometimes you get pissed and throw the controller into the wall, other times you cry into your hands in desperation. But sometimes you sing...


Imagine the Tenth Dimension

Something for your minds.



A few posts ago I mentioned that I like rain, but what I really love is thunder (and lightning too).
Just few moments ago lightning hit just right around where I live and the most massive rumble hit me just after I registered the flash outside. It sent a shiver trough my entire body and I just stood there with a big smile on my face.
Occasionally there comes another rumble from somewhere in the distance as the clouds releases their built up charges upon our world. But it seems it's already passing on. Too bad. I was hoping for a massive thunderstorm. It's been ages since I've seen one now. If I'm not mistaken I was probably still a child  during the last one. I remember going out to sit on the porch while the thunder almost shook you and the lightning lit up the dark.
Your body tingled from static electricity and pure excitement. Mixed with some fear and awe it made for one excited boy. I probably dreamed about lightning and thunder that night.
It also makes you realize that you're just another part of the world we live in. You feel small and gets taken down a peg for a while. Then it shifts into a childish excitement. You feel as if the lightning and thunder somehow empowers you. Maybe it's the boy and the man fighting for control inside of me?
It doesn't really matter. I'm pretty sure I'll always like thunder, no matter what happens.


You Cannot Live On Hope Alone

"Somewhere in Des Moines or San Antonio there is a young gay person who all the sudden realizes that he or she is gay; knows that if their parents find out they will be tossed out of the house, their classmates will taunt the child, and the Anita Bryant's and John Briggs' are doing their part on TV. And that child has several options: staying in the closet, and suicide. And then one day that child might open the paper that says "Homosexual elected in San Francisco" and there are two new options: the option is to go to California, or stay in San Antonio and fight. Two days after I was elected I got a phone call and the voice was quite young. It was from Altoona, Pennsylvania. And the person said "Thanks". And you've got to elect gay people, so that thousand upon thousands like that child know that there is hope for a better world; there is hope for a better tomorrow. Without hope, not only gays, but those who are blacks, the Asians, the disabled, the seniors, the us's: without hope the us's give up. I know that you can't live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. And you, and you, and you, and you have got to give them hope."
-Harvey Milk, 1978

Shameless Boasting

This story read here. I wrote it.
Sure, it's not a literary masterpiece of anything. In fact there's one or two things I'm not too sure about. But it's still great fun, and a little frightening to hear your own words coming back to haunt you, so to speak.
Go send Magnus your writing. It is for the betterment of mankind. Why would I lie about something like that?

The Future is Green

The biggest problem with the green energy has always been that it costs too much to produce even a little of it. In the end fossil fuel are always cheaper, and that's usually what tips the scale in their favor.
But by the sound of this, things are starting to happen.
Maybe it's the increasing interest in green living, what with ecological food stuffs, local fruits and veggies, and not to mention green roofing (high end example), that's caused an increased interest in the market? Maybe it's even a cultural shift? Well, not likely, but one can always hope.

Another interesting thing I've heard of lately is eco farming as vacation. You basically go to a farm and help them plant and manage things. You get to learn a lot about farming ecologically, and eat what's produced on the farm while staying there. There's probably some seriously hard work involved. And people do this for their vacation. I find it pretty brilliant. Instead of laying around on the beach of the closest tourist trap you actually learn things and get to do something different. That's probably a big part of the appeal actually.
Here's a link. The site is some sort of hub for countries where they've got their own thing going. So far there's only Sweden and Portugal. Time will tell if other countries pop up. Or maybe you've got to kick things into gear yourself?

Of course we also have cities that need don't have enough water as is, in which case water farming might be a solution.

What I find most interesting out of this is obviously urban farming. I like to do a bit of it myself, and seeing a lot of the blank spaces turned into mini veggie gardens makes a lot of sense. Who needs a fucking lawn anyway? Improve the environment and eat tastier things almost straight out of the ground! Seriously. Fresh fruits and veggies taste better when you've grown them yourself.

Warning, some of this might be old news. Readers are advised to do some digging on their own to maximize accuracy.


Massive Post in Which Webcomics Lay

The Love Eaters
A short tale of timeless monsters and a snake.

Border Crossing
About culture and alternate realities. I have little to no idea what's going on so far, but I like it. I think.

Nathan Sorry
A man who should have died at the 9/11 attack starts over with his dead colleagues fake money laundering identity. Good stuff.

Magpie Luck
Something nice about a time traveler. It reminds me of the Little Match Girl for some reason.

Mister Crimson
Is the personal favorite out of these. Awesome art, and a nice pulp feel to it.

Nightmare World
Assorted horror stories of varying magnitude and style.

Adventures of the Floating Elephant
Seems to be some sort of psychological drama so far. Odd things are happening though, so that'll probably change. Pretty good stuff.

The Lungs of the World
Looks sorta like a crossover between an art constellation and a comic. Highly interesting stuff.

Decayed Orbits
In where pirates and corporations battle over satellites in some manner which I'm not totally clear on.

Major Tom & Transient
Both sci-fi themed stories. Both pretty damned good.

Templar, Arizona
Awesome comic with loads of material. I've read over 100 pages by now, and I'm not out of 2007 yet. Really good stuff. A bit of cyberpunk and a bad future.

There, that should keep you occupied for a while. Enjoy!

Moving Around

On the move again. The weather seems to have anticipated my departure and throws on a show complete with curtains of falling water. I like the rain though, so I don’t mind. In fact I’m one of those deeply disturbed people you can see walking around in the rain with a big smile on their faces. That’s how much I like it. It’s better out of the city though. The sky isn’t just a gray blur. It’s got texture, and at least shades of gray.
Right now I’m stuck in the buss terminal in Gothenburg. There’s connections here if I need them, but I’m gonna stay off-line until I get on the buss. It’s nice to be unplugged for once. It’s just you and the world as perceived by your own senses. It’s more intimate somehow. The cold stone floor beneath me reminds me that I’m a bit out of my usual habitat. The place is made out of glass, stone and metal. The metal makes up the skeleton and the glass covers it like skin. The sloped glass panes creates miniature waterfalls everywhere around me. It’s pretty relaxing. If I didn’t have to check the clock once in a while I might even fall asleep right here on the cold floor. Though something tells me that might also be because of the lack of sleep I’ve gotten lately. I did sleep about half an hour or so on the train that took me here, so that’s something. Not really enough, but it’s a start.
There’s still 25 minutes until the buss leaves. That’s a long time when you want to get going.

And now I’m sitting on the train on the way back. It’s a more luxurious train, but the air condition must be broken, cause it feels a little like the tropical heat of the Dominican Republic. As we move south-west the clouds turn darker and darker. It seems the heavy rain I left going up is here to welcome me back home. I haven’t really thought about it before, but there’s a lot of forest all throughout central Sweden. It’s just by the coasts that nature has been forced to let go. Or up north, where big trees can’t really grow big at all. The heat makes it hard to focus. Thoughts keep chasing each other trough my neurons like a electrochemical game of tag.
We’ve stopped for a while on one of the small train stations along the way. The colors go in plant green, rust brown and concrete gray. People walk past the window. I see a blond girl with torn jeans walk buy. She spits and looks ferocious. For a moment I imagine her stabbing someone with the long black umbrella she carries in her left hand. Then we leave, and she soon fades from my mind.

From a few days ago.

Original teaser

Saw this a few months ago now. Still love it. Might have posted it earlier. Don't care. Can't stop grinning like an idiot.



Susan Blackmore argues for the existence of a third form of replicator. The technological ones. Considering that memetics hasn't yet been accepted as a valid theory, it might seem a little premature think of what comes after the memes, but if you as I had just read an article about humanity becoming the parts of giant computer, it'd seem more relevant.
Imagine the informational symbiosis man and machine could create.
It might look something like The Net in Ghost in the Shell. It might be completely different.
Link here

Next I give you the Red Army Factions manifesto for armed action.

And here's a whole bunch of documents regarding the RAF. Scroll down past the book and it's there.

Want to go sightseeing in Britain? Here's the less know underground locations to do so.

Ever heard of the Black Sunday Hack? Neither had I until I read this. Pretty damned interesting.
And in case you wondered what happened Tarnovsky, you might wanna read here. I'm not sure if the trial's concluded yet though, so you'll have to check that on your own.


I'm up visiting my dad for about a week.
It's good to see him, and to be exposed to a city bigger than what I'm used to. For one the number of people living in bigger cities is a mixture of strange and inspiring. I'm somewhat amazed that it's actually sustainable.
We've been walking around, gone out for a run or two, visited a National Park, played some games at a web café, or whatever it's called. It's just a big room with a counter and lots of computers really.
Other than that I managed finish Bioshock, after having started playing it a year or so ago. Then I tackled Mirrors Edge, which I've been wanting to play for months now. Love that game. Probably because I practice parkour, but still.
Something else we do is talk. Fitting really, considering the post the other day.
We sit around a table and just talk about things. Movies, politics, culture in general, drunken nights we've been trough. Anything goes.
And since I don't really sit around talking about anything interesting with friends back home, it's great to get to voice your thoughts about what personality is, if democracy really is the best way to run a country, or something a little less serious, like why I like a certain kinds of movies. Something you realize when you develop a serious interest in movies is that very few actually have movies as a hobby. It's more a casual form of entertainment for most. Which makes a me a little sad, but it also makes me able to recommend lots of good movies to people who otherwise might never have heard of them. And I love telling people about music and movies they might like. It's a form of bonding trough culture to me.
But generally, I have to say that we need to talk more amongst ourselves. I'm even thinking about starting some sort of discussion group that can just meet up at some café or something in town and just sit around talking with each other. Either chose something we've heard about recently, or maybe something someones been thinking about lately. If worst comes to worst we might just sit around chatting casually, and then you'd still have spent the day talking with some people over a sandwich and a cup of tea, so there's really nothing to lose when you think about it.

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