Insert Inspiration Here

I should be writing. I actually feel like I have time to write for the first time since we came back from our creative weekend. But I am stuck. I have these thoughts in my head but they are just moments in time. Things which happen without purpose and as brilliant as they seem in my mind there is no way of expressing them without attaching a feeling to them that I can not describe.

Not at this time anyway.

I should probably just let it be. It's not like I have ever been in control of these things. Creativity does not wait for an invitation and when you want to invite it in it hardly ever comes.


We're making sashimi tonight. Or he is since I've been banned from the kitchen ever since that misfortunate... "accident". Cooking just isn't my thing.

Tequela and Cigarettes

I'm staying an extra day in Stockholm to spend some time with my second cousin. I called him up and invited myself to come and stay on his couch.

"We have to buy some Tequela," he says.

That's our thing. We drink Tequela. We drink Tequela and smoke too many cigarettes and by the time we pass out we've told each other all those things we don' t tell anyone else. Hopefully we drink so much we won't remember it in the morning.

Taking Tar

Where do these ideas even come from? I tried thinking about when it all started. It has to have been back in 1998 so it's not really ten years yet but I am still amazed over the fact that new ideas can still be developed like they do. They just pour out.

Yes yes....

And in light of not being so modest anymore I should just state that it is some pretty good stuff. I mean, after ten years you find yourself with some very interesting characters. Even when they are taking tar.

It's something about that place. Something magical. Something so brilliant you just have to experience it for yourself. It's place where ideas just bounce off the walls. Eyes are in the walls also apparently. And travelers coming out of strange looking holes... But that is a whole different story (no pun intended).

Too bad I don't have any time to write down all these amazing thoughts. I was free for one day and I am officially swamped at work. I have a new important project going on and it's taking up a lot of time. But it's all good. I get to go to Stockholm and be in charge of our role during an event that will be shown on live TV. I will try and stay rid of the cameras, wouldn't want to have my face on national TV. But I am kind of excited. Just wish I didn't have to choose between my writing and my work.

Our Creative Weekend...

We are not suppose to talk about it. Not until we get up there. So we call each other up and realize that we have pretty much nothing else to talk about.

And it works. My head is about to explode with ideas. I have no time to write them down though and they work better in writing than when you try to explain them.


Tisha's coming with us this time. With his little friend. I think that could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship ;)