TSOMF

Variation, we love it.

I was in the mood for some stand-up after telling myself Mitch Hedbergs “In the s’t” all day.

A quick google pointed me in the direction of Eddie Murphys – Delirious.

Take a look after the jump.

Car manufactures

Are you really that unoriginal? The same cars over and over again? Where’s the car industry’s Apple? We have been driving the same old boring shaped cars for years. When is the carevolution coming? I really don’t understand what the folks over at Toyota, Honda, Ford, GM or any other company making cars is thinking. Can’t they make something along the lines of… this? Until they can make a really, really cool and new car that not everyone has, I’m sticking to used cars. But I still want one of these:

Phone calls

This is one of the most gruesome things ever. People who don’t answer their cellphone. I mean, they actually when into a store, believing that they need a device that make them accessible anywhere they go, whenever people feel like it.  Well then people, DON’T FUCKING LEAVE THE PHONE AT HOME! It’s not called a MOBILE phone just for laughs? Do you honestly think that in 1947 when the guys down at Bell Labs, working for AT&T, invented a phone you could carry with you, the best way to use the device was NOT TO?

In a moment of distres, when I really need to talk to you, remember. Have your phone with you, ducttaped to your head ready to service whatever problem or wish I have.

Tents

Now this I wrote on the bus on my way home from a camping trip down to Egersund, Norway. The trip it self was great. The tent is another story.

I fucking hate tents. They are so ingeniously created to make you go fucking insane. First off. The tent is ok to carry around but usually when people find themselves in need of a tent is when they have traveled far and long, perhaps a bit tired. Well, tentmanufactures find this to be the best time to ensure your mind in something that resembles Jeopardy. “I’ll take tents for 400!”, “a set up tent”, “what is; these two sticks in this hole?”, “*buzz*”, “FUCK!”. After successfully setting up your tent you find the fucking thing to be one of two things. Too fucking small or leaking. If both, you’re in for a treat. I can almost guarantee you this; all the roots in the whole fucking forest is, by chance, right beneath your tent and if, and only if, your tent is leaking, there is an amazing odds you won’t find out before around five in the morning when all of your clothing is when and your wet sleeping bags’ soul is in the grasp of the grim reaper.

Welcome

Now this is nice. I’ve set up my own space to rant about things that really irritate me. Now as a disclaimer I would like to say that you shouldn’t take the things I write here too serious. Things will probably often contradict each other but you know how it is when you’re angry. Things don’t always make sense. Now, I’m always open for suggestions for what to rant about or e-mail me a rant of your own.

You will probably on several occasions think that I’m an ignorant idiot, elitist and that I don’t care about other people. And most of the time it’s probably true too.

Now let’s get things started, shall we?