Svensk Anfaller

Well once again I’d like to point you in the direction of Matt’s blog. Matt has used his HTML l33tness (leetness = eliteness = ability) a column dedicated to me on his sidebar – he’s basically put a personal want ad on the internet advertising my availability. I’m not sure if I’m flattered or concerned. It seems the only people who visit Matt’s blog are his sister and Mel.

For those of you who don’t know about Sweden let me give you a little bit of back ground. Their national colours are yellow and blue. They’re famous for Ikea and ummm… Volvo… and umm… saab… and Henrik Larrson. They play ice hockey because Sweden is cold and frozen. They have a ceremony where they dance around a May Pole that is shaped like an… umm… let’s just say it’s a little phallic. Historically their men were responsible for much raping and pillaging in the Viking era. They like to eat caviar, and dry, biscuit like, bread (you can buy this at Ikea). Apparently they were some sort of world super power in the 17th century. They had superior weaponry and stuff. Now my favourite bit. On the world map Sweden shares a border with Norway. They’re neighbourly affection is expressed in a similar way to the way we treat people from New Zealand. They generally have a friendly rivalry. Except in World War 2. All the Scandinavian people are fair haired, fair skinned Aryan types. So they had no major problem with Hitler’s third Reich movement. Norway however, decided they didn’t like Adolf very much so basically told him where to shove his Mein Kampf. He didn’t like that very much so he decided he’d like to attack Norway a bit and steal all their treasure. Norway are land locked by Sweden – Sweden being the friendly neighbourhood warmongers allowed Germany free access to Norway through their country. “Don’t hit me – hit them,” they said. They did however rise to defend Finland at some point – in a showing of favouritism probably based on an addiction to Absolut Vodka (which is actually Swedish) or something. Most of this is horribly inaccurate slander based on heresay. You could do some research, or you could just believe what you’re told.

In other blog related news – I notice that Ben, of fame hasn’t updated recently. I have a theory on Ben’s blog that I shared with a couple of other people, Ben included. Ben is your typical alpha male (as in leader of the pack – not reader of Alpha, though he probably does). He’s tall, athletic (he’s doing sports science) and he plays the guitar. So he is a prime candidate for alpha male status. I have a feeling that he’s just trying to subtly reclaim all his lost alpha male turf online. I suspect many years ago men beat their chests and waved their clubs around – it seems blogs are the incoherent grunting of the current generation.


Miriam says:

Nathan… I have a joke for you, am I allowed to post it on your blog? It’s from Dad…

jo says:

yes please. post up the joke!! a bit of uncle frank humour never goes astray.

miriam says:

ok… here goes…

What’s pink and wrinkley and hangs out your undies?

Your mum.

Mattias says:

Not even sure if this edition of your blog warrants a comment.. maybe I’ll give you one in Swedish so you have something to think about: Vem vet vad en liten katt heter? Inte jag, inte du, men kanske heter den Peter? Nej usch of fy, nu borde jag fly, men inte innan jag smakta bly!

Dunno if that would make a whole lot of sense even to a Swede, but there you go! some swedish poetry ala me!

mip says:

according to
it says:

Who knows what a small cat is called? Not I, not you, but perhaps is called the Peter? No ugh of phew, now should I escape, but not before I taste taking lead!


CB says:

Incoherent grunting?! what an interesting thing to say about your writing Nathan…

Nathan says:

obviously those grunts have evolved into the sophisticated, erudite exchanges you find here on this site.

Nathan says:

It was clearly an analogy. For my Townsville readers that’s when you use an illustration to make your point. Sorry for all those syllables, I’m aware they’re hard to digest.

mip says:

Maybe you should include some visible syllabic emphases and dictionary links in your writing to help us poor far NQ natives out.

Andrew says:

If we’re lucky, they might go ahead and give you lot your own state, as they are thinking of.
(I can’t find any links, but they were talking about in the SMH last week.)