They're just a huge waste of paper, aren't they? When I get a letter, the first thing I do is open it and trash the envelope, then I start on the letter. Or rather, I put it in the paper recycling stack. Only a lot of them have that plastic window so you're really supposed to tear that off and put the plastic in the plastic container and not mix it with paper, but who the hell would do that on a regular basis? Point made.

Just think about how much less paper we would be throwing away if there were no envelopes.. I'm not saying it's necessarily practical though..

Have you ever seen a funny female comedian? Have you even seen a female comedian to begin with? There aren't many, are there? I haven't seen one that was funny. And I wonder why. How is comedy gender specific? What, women don't have wit, don't have attitude, don't have charm? Sure they do. So why aren't they funny? I wanna know because this is a serious anomaly, I'm a total comedy addict and I'm cheated out of 50% of potential killer material.

Actually, the only funny woman I can remember is Anne Kat. Hærland. And that's on tv, it's not material, she's spontaneously funny. She has great language skills, she's bright, she's witty, bold, everything you need. There should be more women like her!

Whenever one of these high profile immigration-naturalization cases come up in the media, I love to see people with no idea having their blood boil. Quite often it's about athletes having to choose which nation to represent, and that's a fun scenario because most athletes are just regular people who say stupid things sometimes. Even though they will get crucified for what they say, it's much more interesting to hear what people have to say about them. And by people, I, of course, mean people who have no idea. Case in point, the Zidane case. "He should represent Algeria, that's where his roots are!" Well gee, you didn't grow up in France to Algerian parents so much, did you? I'm not saying you have to be an immigrant to get it, but at least use your imagination a little. Talk to some immigrants, understand where they're coming from. Of course, every case is different, but for someone who has spent his entire life in the country his parents immigrated to, it is completely natural to feel "at home" in this adopted country. Why would he want to represent some strange country he has no idea about, just because his parents are from there? Parents and children are separate entities, just because his parents experienced something doesn't mean the child has. And vice versa, mind you, there are a lot of immigrant parents who would like nothing else than to go back, meanwhile the child has a perfectly good life right here.

This comes to me at a time when there is no big story in the press, but I'm sure that before long there will be one, so just you wait.

Forbruker no: Klesprisene i Norge er nesten 50 prosent høyere enn EU-gjennomsnittet. Det viser en ny Eurostat-undersøkelse.
http://forbruker.no/pengenedine/sparetips/article1100645.ece

The prices on clothes in Norway are 50% above the average of the EU. :wallbang:

What is the deal with female perfume anyway? It has a range of about 5 meters, when you pass a girl on the street you can count your steps until you don't smell it anymore. Let's have a look at the odor dynamics here, it's like have you ever seen a big ship making waves on a quiet body on water? Notice how the waves propagate, at the center there is the ship, then on the sides the waves follow slightly behind it, marked by skew lines to the ship's perpendicular. So if you're on a boat that passes the ship close by, you'll get caught in the waves. And the further out you are, the lesser the waves. The further behind the ship, the lesser the waves also. The question is though, why is there so much of it? Do you bathe in it before leaving the house?

Of course, I do prefer the female perfume to the male perfume. This one doesn't appear often, but when it does you wish you weren't quite so close to the point of emission. I recall a week ago I was on the way home from the supermarket and I see these two truck drivers talking on the corner. I took about four meters of space passing them but I still feel a rather unforgiving scent I could do without. Also called B.O.