It's been a year or something in that neighborhood of imissthisguy and I'd like to start this post by saying thanks. I've got a shitload more out of this than I've put in. We've had people from all over the world stumble to this thing in one way or another, but much much more than anything else it's been a way to talk to the people that matter most in an informal, jocular laid back way - a meager but effective replication of life back in T.O.. Some technology isn't bad... Thanks for reading.
It's Halloween, of course, but you wouldn't know that here in Denmark - there's no such thing. I complained about this to a few guys at work and they took the bait, criticizing the holiday for being commercial, lame and for kids. I smiled the smile you get when you know you're going to put people in their goddamn place. I explained, sure Halloween is cool for kids, grabbing candy, decorating pumpkins, cooking pumpkin seeds - all that shit is neither here nor there. But then you stop trick or treating when you're about 12 and you think the whole thing is over. Maybe you hand out candies and feel like a grown up. I sure did, often wearing a blazer and smoking a pipe.
I continued to explain, the real Halloween - the Halloween these Danish douches don't know about, gets going when you're around 17. It's when the surreal, take mushrooms and freak yourself out parties get up to speed. Year after year, what party was better than Halloween for tripping the fuck out and and getting sur-fucking-real? Always, always, always the party fo the year. The thinking mans New Years Eve. In our 30's the mood changed from shrooms and joke costumes to gegootz, lingerie for the ladies and... joke costumes (think: Mr. Canoe Head).
There is a holiday in Denmark this weekend - they release the Christmas beer today and it's a pretty massive party across the country. I suppose an argument could be made that beer is the "candy" of Denmark. After all, children here are only allowed (by their parents) to eat candy on Friday and Saturday - the candy is called Haribo and it's disgusting (black licorice). I went to a grocery store to get some Christmas beer and when I checked out saw it came to 189 kroner for 6 bottles ($36 CDN). I asked if there was a mistake and twenty minutes later (and a HUGE line-up) the guy realized he had charged me for six, six-packs. Another ten minutes later, I was out of there with a full refund and the beer, again getting more out of it than I put in.
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2 comments:
You are to be commended for a year full of pithy remarks, excellent, though sometimes unrelated/weird videos and keeping the dialogue going between the crew. Enjoy your Christmas beer and some mushroom gegootz.
I also extend my warm commendations. Your commentary has been at times exhilarating, melancholic, nostalgic, erudite and sanguine. Your observations are always refreshing. I've banged my fists in fury, wept with the extent of your neuroses and insolence and squealed like a stuck pig at your charming insouciance. I'm not a huge fan of the constant technological change (touch-tone phones, VHS etc) - but the ability to get a daily dose of Danish musings from across the pond has been a genuine delight. Keep up the great work - have some of that sweet Christmas beer to celebrate your blog.
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