Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Time travel

I listened to this whole TAL-segment dedicated to time travel. 
Turns out that given the choice of a preferred super power,  9% of Americans would choose the ability to travel in time.

First of all, what a low figure. I was surprised it wasn't 9% who wouldn't want this ability.
Secondly, the majority of people wanted to travel in time to fix something in their own lives or see what life would be like for them in the future.

What a boring perspective!
I'd travel in time to see for my own eyes what things were really like. And why travel just 20 years back into your own life when you could spy on cave painters, visit renaissance courts, witness Egyptian coronations, travel on the mighty barges of Roman emperors, listen to the music of ancient China, witness the schemings of medieval Kings, try the food from days when all food was locally sourced, organic and free from pesticides, check out dinosaurs and witness what life really was like for the Maya or get horseback riding tips from natives of the American plains.

Would you travel back into your own life or roam freely through time? Where would you go?

Smokin hot

Love Magali Attiogbé's work.

I love words and letters

Only in the world of words do the same components work to form



Old me.

Monday, November 17, 2014


I always get that "you and me buddy" feeling when confronted with Egyptian scribes of the past. 
You might think that wouldn't happen too often? 
That's because you don't use museums as your office. 

Also, is that Jimmy Fallon's long lost Egyptian ancestor?

I also feel connected to ancient Egyptians carrying children who're really old enough to walk themselves.

I didn't know this about myself.

I love ice skating!


Like mother like daughter.

Friday, November 14, 2014


I love this so much.
It's hard with a song like this, reality doesn't compare. Only select memories.

What if....

What turned out Joel has really been the one writing this blog all along?

News from Stockholm

Did you all see this? Hail a cab, get a shrink.

Oooh to be a Gooner

On tough days, I imagine to myself that Arsenal's fans are really singing my last name GUNER (pronounced Gooner by you Anglos).

Tuesday, November 11, 2014


Just received a mail from our landlords saying they're selling the building we live in.
So we'll be moving again.

Not sure where to.

I'd love to try the Upper West Side to be close to both water and park, but think we'll remain fairly close to where we are to let the kids stay within their habitat (soccer practice etc).

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

copy enhanced cookies sell better

Do you miss my blog posts from Sweden?

Well if you do, there's a Canadian (or born American?) woman who's started a blog about her new life with family in Sweden and her surroundings look very familiar.

I looked at her posts and saw a tree I feel like I'm on a first name basis with!
You've seen me in that very tree (yes, the pic above show the top section of her intersection tree!)

Here's her blog.

Friday, October 31, 2014

I love this painting.

Painted in 1964, it reminds me so much of Anders. I keep thinking it's him, though he's never fallen asleep while in charge of babies.

Two Ivans and Oksana by Viola Pushkarova. Pic from  here .

Wednesday, October 29, 2014