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Monday, February 17, 2003
I've Been Dreaming Of The Things I've Learnt:

Kottke gives a sneak preview of the new Bloggle interface (gotta love the I'm feeling lucky button).

I'm back home now and I've been thinking about some of the weird discussions I had with my Dad in the last two days. First off it was nice that for once we agreed about something political (i.e. the Iraq-crisis as it has been dubbed). So the weirdness began whenever something cultural came up. I was listening to Sondre Lerche, so we talked about Scandinavian music. After a while he mentioned that he didn't like Björk (I didn't realize he knew who she was let alone had an opinion about her music) and he laughed, when I explained that her music wasn't exactly made for people like him and frankly something had gone terrible wrong if he were to like it. He also read me a passage from About a Boy (which he uses in one of his classes) that he really liked even though he didn't get the reference to Marvin Gaye. And finally he stumped me, when I was telling him about the song Plastic Jesus, because I said, "The song is about..." and before I could finish the sentence he interrupted with "Kurt Cobain?", which I thought was pretty funny (I mean, how often does your Dad make Cobain jokes?). So it was a nice couple of days.

Oh, and if you live around here you might like to know that we're planning a blogger meet on March 4th.

Posted by John Fogde at February 17, 2003 11:54 PM | TrackBack
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