RADIO WADA WADA

Every small city has them. The excentrics. The people that everybody knows about, but never dares to talk to. The city originals.

My hometown Halden is filled with them. And each and everyone of them adds a little bit of extra character to the place. This is a picture of the man who started up the SUN RADIO back in the days. I still remember, from when I was a little kid, how he always was threatening to close down the radio, if the old ladies didn't keep feeding him their pensions. (photo: Jørn Bøhmer Olsen)

BEFORE GOOGLE

I am the Battletank-game on my ATARI, I am my COMMODORE 64 Tape player. I am Airwolf. I am A-team. I am McGyver's Swiss army-knife. I am born before google.

The kids that are born after this information monster babtised Google, are born into a completely different world, with completly new sets of rules. A world where reset buttons, ctrl+c, ctrl+v and ctrl+ alt+del are shaping the way they see the world.

My hypothesis on the After-Google generation is that they are more risk taking, more outspoken and that they think less about consequenses. The copy paste mentality is so ingrained in their behaviour and attitude, maybe even their DNA, that they subconsiously think that every thing can be ctrl+x and restored to a failsafe reset mode.

I am grateful that I have experienced a world without cellphones and an everyday filled with so much crappy tv that you were better off playing outside.

DISTANCE

I am 1361 kilometers from where I want to be right now. If I start walking now, and continue to walk for 5 days and 8 hours I would eventually get there.

I feel distant, and Google Maps aren't helping. I used to get very calm when I looked at maps. I even know how to navigate on the sea, something my father showed me when I was little. At least I like to pretend I still remember how. Now maps show me only distance. Distance from me to you. Distance from then to now. Distance from who I was and what I have become.

It's nothing wrong with being away for a long time. I have been away for 4 years. It helps you to figure yourself out. But now, right now, there is not a doubt in my mind that the time is right to go back home.

EVOLUTION vs. WHERE ARE MY PANTS

The Ryanair report is finished, 11000 words, my fingertips are numb, my eyes are red and this morning I saw that I have gotten a respectible amount of facial hair.

Today was the last official lecture at the university, and to let us loose in the world our teacher told us that we are not alone. In London 300 000 students will graduate and compete with a scarcity of jobs counting 3 million unemployed to begin with. It could be worse. I could be studying technology.

Gavin, the man with the microphone tells us that within the next two years everything you as a tech student learn, will be obsolete. That means everything you learn in your first year will be old school as you enter your third year. Tough.

As I woke up today, a major gap in human capabilities struck me. I have the posibility to discover the world with a simple click, and still I can't find my pants or a pair of matching socks in my own 9 square meter room. I feel so human. Limited unlimited.

FILOSOFA

Last night I dreamed I was killed in a train accident.

I know, and firmly believe, that dreaming is our mind translating and storing memories. Dreaming is the link between the long term and the short term memory.

There is a lot of people that believe that dreams are omens. That dreams are flashes of future events. Could there be something to this?

Our lives are defined by a beginning and an end; birth and death. We move from the starting line to the finishing line at the same speed, some tracks are shorter than other, some tracks are beautiful, strange, some tracks are from me to you.

Which direction are we moving? Are we moving from the beginning to the end, or from the end towards the beginning. What if our dreams are stored memories of a future past? What if everything that will happen in our lives, has already happened, and we are all just daydreamers trying to remember every detail about a life lived.

Maybe I should think twice about train spotting in the future?

DONNIE DARKO - still uncertain

A worm whole that connects the beginning with the end of the film 'Donnie Darko', allows the main character played by Jake Gyllenhaal to travel back in time, disrupt time space continuum and create what is called a time loop: where an individual is stuck in repetition throughout eternity. This repetition causes Donnie to experience what we could refer to as a series of dejavus which leads to Donnie's mental illness and unpredictable behavior. (though very predictable for Donnie)

Donnie has to die, to end the time loop, so the time space continuum can continue its course. This "path dependency", if I may, is the answer to Donnie's big question: How can there be a God if everybody dies alone? My interpretation is that God is the pattern connecting everybody. Nobody dies alone. And. Time travel is possible because nothing doesn't exist and we are all following a common pattern.

SHOW SUPPORT

Harrison Hope is playing a very big, and very important concert this Friday at The Borderline , Tottenham Court Road,

Buy tickets online now! Listen to their stuff at their myspace and join their facebook group.

Vær der eller vær firkant!

BOWLING BRICK LANE

Last Saturday me and Sigrun, visiting from a snowed down Oslo, went to my seminar teacher Vidal's birthday party at a bowling ally on Brick Lane in East London. Birthday cake with 'seigmen', wonderful people, and classic drunken bowling. I was terrible. Cool place. Brick Lane is definitely something to check out, nice restaurants and night clubs. Great fun.

Sigrun stayed four whole days, we wandered through St. Paul Cathedral, Notting Hill, Buckingham Palace, Camden Town, Oxford Street and Regent street. Sigrun showed me 'Abercrombie and Fitch' a store that only hires beautiful people to entertain customers in facilities made up to look like a night club. Dancing staff. It was freaky. Disgusting. Hot. Prostitution and H&M.

Sigrun left back home Wednesday, can't wait to see her back in Oslo in the beginning of April.

DELOREAN

Woke up at 6:30 today, all by myself, ate breakfast and headed of to the university. I have a lot of work to do, the lectures will end in three weeks, exams start in the beginning of May, a lot of words must be written and read out loud, but I feel like I am on top of it. It's weird to think that I will have a bachelor degree very soon. And within the next year I'll probably finish my master degree, and then, schools over, like in some Alice Cooper song. The closer I get to the end of my studies, the more I want to study.

Anyway, as the title hints at, here is my future as I believe it will unfold: move back to Norway 1st of April, start working three jobs, saving up money for ticket to Seattle in July where I will work for six week as a teacher. After working I want to drive down the American west coast from Seattle to New Mexico.

WORK FOR LESS

Within the academic field of leadership we see a shift from a transactional view of motivating staff to a transformational view; reward & punish vs. motivating through a shared vision and common values. Many studies states that employees who work within a transformational organisation are more efficient, motivated, and healthy1 Transformational corporations are more profitable. But are the wages keeping up?

Everybody who has a higher education have a substantial student loan. Are we getting stuck with the tab here? Is a high five better than a downpayment? Are business students beeing brainwashed to work for less?

TSURUMI RECORDS

My good friend Kevin Schumacher has just given birth to the new record label [Tsurumi Records] based in Seattle, Washington. So far they have signed on three bands; 'Golden', a band from Tokyo, thats not as lost in translation as one might think, an original sound with impressive vocals and catchy beats, 'The Beautiful Mothers', reminds be a bit of the Norwegian band El Caco, great angry stuff, and finally 'The Second Academy' a Seattle band true to its roots.

All in all I recommend to check out the [Tsurumi Records] website, listen to the music, and show support. We need quality stamping record labels that can guide us in the big sea of noise that came with myspace and cheap recording equipment.

KUDOS TO ROBERT

Thank you Robert for pimping up my header :) The picture is of a Danish police bus I took during the youth house rebels that occured during the dismantling of "ungdomshuset" (an occupied property promoting alternative arts, alternative liveing) in Copenhagen, combined with grafitti works of the street artist Banksy. On the right there is a picture of me. Thanks again Rob!

ROGER BOND

After a couple of hours walking through the London underground net, trying to catch a ride to Nunhead, me and Janja gave up the ambitious plan of going to two different parties on both sides of London centre, and went to the original destination: Rogers birthday party. (pic:Renee Daffinrud Bjune)
Everybody was dressed up like a bond character, though nobody drank martini. Great fun, all though the drinking game Renee came up with at the end, made things get a bit out of hand. Roger was satisfied though, so mission accomplished.

Sitting at the library trying to write my assessment of Ryan Air. 4000-6000 words. Wish I woke up a bit earlier. The sun actually managed to break through the fog.