oravannahkaa

i had a dream last night in which i was walking a forest path with some of my friends. i noticed a peculiar shaped stone on the ground, picked it up and at the same moment saw a squirrel running by. without second thought i threw the rock at the squirrel and amazingly it hit it! i went down to the dead squirrel and asked a friend who has hunted before what to do. he handed me a scalpel and told me where to make the cut... i cut open the squirrel and a it looked like a sausage inside. i took the hide and the sausage home with me and was really proud of first squirrel hide! i think we had some kind of celebration for this great event. afterwards we went bowhunting with the same friend who taught me the skinning...

"fix from the bong"

laser & weed seem to boost eachother judging from their expressions

from Milano Fixed via Jussi

btw yesterday some middle class-looking woman's phone rang in the bus and the tone was "hits from the bong"

okay it was probably Dusty Springfield's "Son of a Preacher Man" which cypress hill sampled but i immediately thought about the bong song...

"Kantsii salee vakoilla juutuupist parin vuoden takane sidur pidur gaas dancemove. Veikkaan et sil ollaan aika eesti gallis leveleil tansseis."

a day in tha LiFE

woke up, drank my chlorella and ate my müsli. cycled down to the weapons factory in vihmane weather and arrived typically 25 minutes late from work. i cut up some seal skins and glued them on to handles and then finished some triggers. exceptionally no one was drinking Laua Viin today. talked about Tour d'ÖÖ with a colleague, which i missed. i also noticed it's hard to meditate in a ashtray-biowaste-glassfiberdust smelling dark and musty and dirty spot.

after work i went to Mahedik for a veggie soup and a beer and a buckwheat-mushroom-sundried tomato-plate and read Baudelaire and leered at some estonian twins who we're doing their homework. somehow made me think i próbably dont have any real gallis potential... i tried writing something but couldnt come up with anything worthwhile, just some ordinary babbling

and now im in the new art museum browsing the interwebs and listening to live piano playing

there isnt really anyhthing happening here... but i dont really mind

polish the chrome

and go cruisin! it's sunny outside!