Naugtiness

Here i was, minding my own business, (mainly being mathematics, however shoddily), when along comes a comic which causes me to lay aside proper work in order to once again descend into the wonderful world of mysticism, myth, patterns of being, and.... britpop? Yeah, that last bit surprised me, but the authors managed to convey why such music could be considered interesting, and it was apparently rather popular with a lot of people. It was an incredibly refreshing take on everything from relationships to resurrections of old and venerated focus/social-coherence points. (Or goddesses, as they are shown in this novel.)
I`ve yet to rid myself of my nostalgia for a great many things i related to throughout my life, and Phonogram offered a nice, respectful corrective to certain aspects of the pining one has for ways, things and beings past. (WHOSE MICE?) It was also a rather critical look at the art of mythologizing, for which I have had quite the fancy over the years.

And i should have been worrying about other things whilst this was going on.

What to do when you sit writing a blog post and the name Graeme Souness, suddenly appears in your head. I know he`s somehow associated with the british football, but i can`t really pinpoint him. Interesting character, it turns out. Let`s hope the Steinar Nilsens managing career turns out slightly better than that.

In other news. von Fürstenbergs exist! Now there`s something of an oddity.