Sunday, August 06, 2006
Animal House
I am living in a place I call Animal House this weekend. You can see the animal on your left. His name is Garpur and I honestly don't know why my sister named her dog after the long haired hippie-person called He-Man in the Anglo Saxon language. I think it must be a coincidence since my sister was not a He-Man fan according to my best knowledge. Anyway, my sister went to Kárahnjúkar to raise hell and destroy some capitalist bulldozers or more likely to stroll around in the beautiful nature beore the greedy bastards sink it. In the meantime her husband decided to take the kids to Sweden. I suspect he decided to go to such lengths in order to save his 16 year old daughter from the horrors of music festivals being held everywhere in Iceland this weekend. I think it's a good idea, I mean 5,000 teenagers camping, drinking and what have you not. That certainly equals big trouble if you ask me. I am glad that things have changed since I was a teenager, which was back in the day when a 16 year old would actually have been considered too old for going to a festival like that!
With this weekend being the biggest burglary weekend of the year in the city, my sis naturally didn't want to leave the house empty and besides somebody had to take care of the youngest family member. Garpur is a lovely puppy but a bit inconsiderate when it comes to the television set. You see, he wants to go out and play while I want to stay in and watch Animal House on TV. He doesn't appreciate one liners such as "The time has come to put someone's foot down and that foot is me" and "Double secret probation". The puppy doesn't either want to discuss whatever happened to that talented young lad Tim Matheson. I only remember seeing him in the Steven King TV movie Sometimes they come back, his whereabouts since are unknown to me.
Garpur absolutely refuses to watch the movie now and makes weird sounds that would make even Scooby Doo proud and he's also sneezing at me now, the little brat. Oh well, I guess it's time for a midnight stroll down street to see if the baby calms down.
For now, aaaoooooooow!
# posted by Björkin : 11:21 PM
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