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My now main blogs; and also my ex-blogs from other web-places which were revamped here for your pleasure:

  • seapup (1) - Now posts. About all kinds of random non-hackery things, like rating seas by saltiness, for example - 2014-the future
  • awarewolf (1) - Now posts. About the awakening of the Aware Wolf, and other oh-so-hackery things - 2014-the future
  • tales-from-the-underbelly (31) - One Laptop Per Child/Nepal stuff, and some travelly/culturally things from other places - 2008-2011
  • fallen-frukt (25) - Common Lisp programming - 2005-2008
  • jaded-puppy (51) - Jaded puppy's adventures in Sweden - 2005-2007

and the rest: ex-blog(107) hackery(30) lisp(25)


Or browse by years:
Blog years (pick one): 2014*(2) 2011*(3) 2010*(4) 2009*(6) 2008*(19) 2007*(13) 2006*(15) 2005*(47)

And these are the latest posts, as far as I can tell. Have fun I guess.. If they wouldn't all be so dreary:

Wed, 13 Aug 2014 18:14:29 The gruesome birth of the AwareWolf The night was black. The omens dark. The mask of the world fell down for just a bit. It was enough for a reality-goblin to wiggle wiggle its way into the earth's left eye's tear-duct. Thus the AwareWolf was born. < ... > three comments


Sun, 20 Jul 2014 15:39:47 Restart As I'm about to type this, I can hear the I'm-gonna-win tune of Rocky buzz through my brain-ear. It's happening. It's actually Happening. It is happening again! < ... > six comments


Tue, 23 Aug 2011 16:30:13 Panther-kitten "Wolf-pup, wolf-pup! Wolf-pup!" 'Wolf-pup' she cried. A spirit made from atoms and flesh and blood called for me. "Wolf-pup!" I melted and thus became puddle. And this is how it went. Day in, and day out. "Wolf-pup!" and then puddle. A wolf-pup puddle. Much like the cycles of rain and river. < ... > one comment


Sun, 20 Mar 2011 19:35:53 Sour doh! You know: sour dough. That weird ooze that REAL BAKERS use in their bread to make it rise; instead of that newfangled yeast thing. Below my adventures with this fun substance, followed by an honest bread recipe for those that got hungry during their reading of the post. < ... > two comments


Thu, 17 Feb 2011 03:59:25 Fading memories exposed. Too much bleach used. So people have been begging, clamouring for an update. Screamed they have, with burning tongues. Well ok then. Am sitting in Stuttgart right now. In an airport terminal. Waiting to board a plane to Barcelona. My carbon-footprint is so big that I am afraid it has squashed multiple of the smaller countries. How did it get this far? I dread to know. But I know. I know. But I'm trying my best to squash the memories. But then they explode and are exposed. It's too late. A lucid birds-eye over-fly view of the last half year, with all the really important bits left out: < ... > zero comments


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