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5 things most of you probably don’t know about me

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My intention was to start this years blogging with a review of 2006… but then this ‘I Tagged You’ thing came along, which also seems like a good start (and I haven’t even started to reflect over 2006, never the less start writing a review post) - so here we go.

The ‘I Tagged You’ thing is basically a blog-chain letter; you write 5 things about yourself and then pass it on to five mates (with blogs), who then do the same. Tom Hostler was the first one to tag me, and then Iain Tait.

  1. I have extremely small ears

    Yeah, they are the size of a 3-4 year old. I think it’s a defect caused by the fact that i was born blue; had my umbilical cord around my neck strangling me… that’s probably also why I can’t eat fish and find it hard to spell (good to have something to blame all these things on).

  2. I regularly shave my balls

    I am a hairy man - legs, head, beard, ass, arms, thankfully not back!. Like everything you have a lot of - you wished you had less of it.

    I once took this ‘anti-hair’ a bit to far. Being tired of always have to shave my head I once tried to wax the hair of it, thinking; this way I don’t need to do it that often. After 2 hours (and 1/3 of my head) we (myself and my waxing assistants) came to the conclusion that it wasn’t working that well. That the wax just isn’t strong enough to deal with hair on the head. Two hours was enough. The result was that I needed to shave my head with a razor every morning for about 8 month.

    So, if you have any plans on waxing your head - don’t. If you even thought about shaving your balls - please do. It makes you feel special.

  3. Just like Adam Duritz, the singer in Counting Crows, I have a Mr Jones

    When I’m on-stage with a guitar resting on my shoulder, I take on a different personality. Some people say I just behave retarded, other say that I’m a Rock God.

  4. I have a huge tattoo.

    … or I have two - one large and one huge.

  5. Belly Button Fuff

    I seem to be able to extract (or even produce) enormous amounts of belly button fluff.

So, now I will pass it on to:

  1. Joakim Jansson, (who just moved from 2006)
  2. Willow Tyrer
  3. Jonaz Vaneryd
  4. Henrik Engdahl and Isak Wikstrom on mananabanana

Midsummer 2006

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sweden.gifAs I said last week - I been to Skelleftea. Im now sitting in my sofa watching a recording of the Canadian grand prix, waiting for my parents to call from the airport saying; we are here now. Ferrari and Michael Schumacher are currently quickest… but as we all know - he didn’t win this past weekend.

Midsummer was good. It’s just so nice going back and meet all my lovely old friends. They all are truly an amazing bounce of people.

We (Willow, Mr Tall, Henrik and I), rented a car in Stockholm and drove up during Thursday night. I love driving. Especially during the night. And especially Swedish summer nights. It was a pure pleasure.

First thing on Friday morning was a lunch involving fish. I had fish. I just can’t eat it. I did my best. Thanks to the lovely company it went down alright. Then we were of to give my sister a warm hug before finally going to where we the last 4 years have celebrated the midsummer weekend - Olov Nilzens cabin in Boviken. HUGE amount of love and cred to Olov and Carina for putting up with everyone every year.
One of the highlights was definitely when Anders Norberg sang ‘far jag kan inte fÃ¥ upp min kokosnöt’ at the end of a long karaoke session.

On Sunday, we (Willow, Mr Tall, Henrik and I), drove to Burea to play Football Golf with my half brother other brother - Marcus Vaneryd, at Myggvalla (translates to Mosquito Valley).
Football Golf was very very fun. I definitely can suggest that to anyone in any age and any sex.
It is/was a lot more fun then Frisbee Golf, which we played on Monday evening before once again hitting the road to drive down to Stockholm again.

In Stockholm I had a tight schedule. During the day I had plans to visiting Vinh Kha, Simon Kallgard, Isak Wikstrom, Staffan Lamm, Karl Thyselius, Karl Ringman and my brother - Jonaz Vaneryd… turned out to be a bit to tight of a schedule (woke up way to late after the long drive down), so I never manage to get to Karl Thyselius and Karl Ringman =(.

Overall it was a very nice weekend.
And I’m looking forward to next year.