"I don't want to die at 40."

"Mahatma Gandhi and Martin Luther King are great examples of fantastic nonviolents who died violently. I can never work that out. We're pacifists, but I'm not sure what it means when you are such a pacifist that you get shot. I can never understand that." - John Lennon

« I’m in a band. I don’t go to church every Sunday. I love punk rock music. Sometimes I use swear words a lot. I respect and admire gay men and women. I’m obsessed with horror films. I know what shame feels like. And guess what old man? Jesus is still my Savior. » - Hayley Williams

Alan: Sometimes a mistake is like wearing white after Labour Day, and sometimes a mistake is invading Russia in winter!

Barney: Jesus waited three days to come back to life. It was perfect! If he had only waited one day, a lot of people wouldn’t have even heard he died. They’d be all, “Hey Jesus, what up?” and Jesus would probably be like, “What up? I died yesterday!” and they’d be all, “Uh, you look pretty alive to me, dude…” and then Jesus would have to explain how he was resurrected, and how it was a miracle, and the dude’d be like “Uhh okay, whatever you say, bro…” And he’s not gonna come back on a Saturday. Everybody’s busy, doing chores, workin’ the loom, trimmin’ the beard, NO. He waited the exact right number of days, three. Plus it’s Sunday, so everyone’s in church already, and they’re all in there like “Oh no, Jesus is dead”, and then BAM! He bursts in the back door, runs up the aisle, everyone’s totally psyched, and FYI, that’s when he invented the high five. Three days, Ted. We we wait three days to call a woman, because that’s how long Jesus wants us to wait…. True story.

Speaking of, I'm relieved to be able to air this in a public forum: How shitty are Avril's friends, as portrayed in her seminal work, "Sk8tr Boi?". According to the song, this dude they all went to school with, and on whom Avril had a secret forbidden crush, turned into a rock star. And she discovers -- whilst home alone with her baby -- that he's having a local concert. So she calls her friends, and, I quote, "They already know. They've got tickets to see his show." WTF! Why didn't any of these so-called friends call her and say, "Dude, Frank (or whoever) is like a ROCK STAR now! Isn't that crazy? He's playing here Friday night -- do you want to come?" Instead, they're all going out to party and leaving her at home alone! It's mean. I think Avril's biggest problem herein is not that she lost her rock star high school crush, but that her friends blow. Also, I just realized that the person in that song to whom that happens is not Avril, but some other girl, and Avril is rubbing it in that she's dating Frank the High School Rocker now. Avril, that girl doesn't have any friends and you got the guy, so maybe stop gloating.

(Btw, den sangen er nok et flashback til åttende >_<)

Something about short drummers...

George: What's the matter with you, then?
Ringo: It's his grandfather. I can tell he doesn't like me. It's cause I'm little.
George: Ah, you've got an inferiority complex, you have.
Ringo: Yeah, I know, that's why I play the drums - it's me active compensatory factor.


Åh, om dere bare visste hvem dette minner meg om...

GEORGE: "Ringo and I are getting married."
RINGO: "Oh? To whom?"
GEORGE: "To each other. But that's a thing you'd better keep a secret."
RINGO: "You better not tell anybody."
GEORGE: I mean, if we said something like that, people'd probably think we're queers. After all, that's not the sort of thing you can put in a reputable magazine like PLAYBOY. And anyway, we don't want to start the rumor going."


Og så lurer de på hvorfor...

Keith: Do you wanna have sex?
Dave: sure.
Keith: I wanna do it on the floor.
Dave: OK. Just let me put these groceries away.

Billy: That's the thing about Narciussus, it's not that he's so fucking in love with himself, because he isn't at all, he fucking hates himself. It's that without that reflection looking back at him... he doesn't exist.

En tanke begynte så smått å dannes hos Erik. To dager senere da han la seg for å sove, og irriterte seg over lysene fra stereoanlegget som ikke slo seg av med mindre man trakk ut kontakten, noe man ikke kunne gjøre uten å stille klokken på nytt, skjønte han hva han måtte gjøre. Det var på tide å reise fra Oslo.