Hands have no equivalence. Except for feet. And monkey's hands. And their feet.

Due to intake of malaria prophylaxis I cannot be held responsible for anything from this point and three weeks on. For this little adventure, that might cause depression and nightmares, I paid 230 SEK.

That said, I think I will be holding a testing round of my fantastic croquet tournament tonight. I might just’ve dreamt it. I’m on drugs, dammit! Today I thought I had dreamt reading that Ape has male blood. Turns out it was true. Anyway, I will show up in the park and see whoever else is in the same dream as I am. I’m hoping for Tilda Swinton. She would be perfect.

Apart from this croquet project, my womb project and Ulf Lundell (who officially no longer is a project) I have a new one. I shall aim for ambidexterity. A successful outcome will place me in the same clique as respected people like Kurt Cobain, James Woods and Topher Grace. You see, today I read about handedness. Supposedly, lefties have a slightly higher tendency to develop ambidexterity. Also, we are more likely to be mentally retarded.* Personally, I believe what you want to do with your handedness is a matter of choice. I choose ambidexterity.

And if I accidentally start to stammer because of the massive strain I will put on my psyche, I will warmly welcome it as the eagerly awaited defining trait of my personality it will represent.

Now I will go check on the temperature of my beer.


*Most left-handers, however, have no developmental problems (Berk 2009).

I really hope it isn’t mothmen again.

Mulder: It could be… mothmen.

Me and my brother watched The Mothman Prophecies over a year ago and were greatly disappointed. I even shared. Yesterday night the pain of never having seen an actual image of a mothman was revived as we were watching the X-Files. H, being an intuitive little soul, blurted out the concept of “mothmen” on a whim as the plot developed. When Mulder later mentions mothmen as a possible label on the vicious creatures he encounters we draw our breaths and look at each other. Is it happening? Are we finally going to see mothmen? Alas, it turns out Mulder’s creatures, despite the glowing red eyes, are not mothmen, but some 450 year old Spanish conquistadors.

Thus the search goes on.