John L. Wathen, Hurricane Creekkeeper and Alabama environmental activist, flew over the oil slick area on June 21 documenting the BP Oil spill fires and how it's now covering dolphins and whales.

When I wasn't busy chasing down interviews (this is surprisingly hard when press conferences move about randomly and jury members aren't let out for lunch on time) I was checking out the work, walking out of the Zuckerberg (a.k.a the most visited seminar ever!) in Cannes as Mark dodged every question and I have no patience at all in non-airconditioned venues, and bumping into people I've known over the web for years practically everywhere. In a word, I had fun.

I also acted as moral support / random interjector when Adverve did an interview with JoeLaPompe, as I hung out with Angela Natividad quite a lot in Cannes as evident in her wrapup of the week.

Checking the award exhibition with Joelapompe was like having two two-hundred year old people walk around stating "seen it" about almost everything, including one piece of student work, that I couldn't bring myself to photograph, because I was too exhausted to even bother digging for my camera. (The visual was a waterbottle-shape made from a sheet of bubble-wrap. Seen it, can't be bothered digging up where.)

I tweeted a lot of naps to DavidonDemand whom I actually avoided for fear of being all over teh intarwebs - he he. Adverve had a chat with him as well, check it out here.

In a word: Bizarre. Suddenly I'm meeting journalists all over the place, journalists who for whatever strange reason know who I am. Why? What? Really? Posing here with the editor of CB news Benjamin and AOL's free ice-cream (aol are in the ice-cream buisiness now y'all), I had a blast but find it real hard work with the sun taking most of my energy. One of these days I'm going to Cannes on a vacation. I didn't even manage my traditional dip in the ocean and race to the buoys with the Dutch soundcrew of Massive music (who I have never once beaten, but it's fun to try). Oh well, next year?

From Burkas and Birkins:

SATC2 takes everything that I hold dear as a woman and as a human—working hard, contributing to society, not being an entitled cunt like it's my job—and rapes it to death with a stiletto that costs more than my car.

Next time someone asks why I don't like Sex and the city, I'll just show them this review that sums it all up.

Hypnotic. Especiall when it reacts to my tweets of #thoughtmade. Shame I'm not there to stuff my face!

It's no secret that I really dislike Facebook. It's not their constant sudden changes to the API or the UI or their privacy policy that spurred my dislike. Heck, its not even the whole "backed by the CIA" creepyness. It's the uselessness of pals who think facebook is email. Holy cow people, if you can't use email, you're too stupid to be my friend.

But hey, if you want other reasons to dislike facebook, I got them too. Facebook leaks IP addresses. Facebook reckon data portability is criminal, making it very clear that they own your data, not you. Facebook forced people to use "connections", anyone who didn't was unlinked. Facebook threatens to sue a developer for collecting the data they have collected, because they know that data's worth. Here's a handy timeline of Facebooks eroding privacy policy for those at home unable to keep up. Here's a neat graph showing the same timeline.

Hell, even Wired thinks that Facebook’s Gone Rogue - and it’s Time for an Open Alternative.

Sure, this might seem like a strange set of links from someone who just installed the "like" button on adland, I just don't expect the mass exit from Facebook quite yet.

Mainly because people are lazy. Facebook has shut down sites like seppukoo and Suicide 2.0 as they made it too dang easy to leave facebook. Now you'll have to do it the hard way, and this means Facebook still stores you data somewhere, even if you plan on never coming back. Deleting all your images, interests and friend connections before leaving takes time. And what if you want to keep that carefully honed list of favorite movies? There's the aptly named give me my data app that'll grab all that for you, and save it on your own computer. Quick use it before Facebook sends a cease and desist to them as well!

But of course, the reason people don't leave FB is because people don't leave FB (this is why they make it so hard, guys). Remember Sixdegrees? I do, I was on it. It's the pre-facebook FB, and if you had friends on it who wanted you to join, it would pester you with emails, much like Facebook does today. I joined, connected to friends, decided it was a waste of my time after a few goes and set up an access rule in my sendmail so that sixdegrees.com could never email me. I didn't even notice when the site died. (I have a similar access rule for facebook, as people keep asking me to join that too, unaware that I deleted my account more than 5 years ago because I didn't want to be on facebook and poked by the socially awkward dweeb who sat behind in biology class in eight grade, jesus christ people, we loose touch for a reason.)

But think about it, you're on FB, and at least one (and that is by a very conservative estimate) of your friends is a rabid friends collector who believes that FB is a game where the object is to collect as many friends as possible. This connects you to so many people you may or may not know, or care much about. Remember the Creative Director of DraftFCB was arrested on suspicion of attempted murder, because one of his friends happened to be a gal he went to a class in UNI with, and it was her ex-husband that was almost killed. What if someone you're "friends" with on FB is a complete nutcase, and decides one day to crash a plane into the IRS building. God forbid you gave him a "like" on any random status update just hours prior, you'll be hauled in for a quick chat with the cops for sure. Don't forget that everyone else can see your stuff, like that depressed woman had her sick-leave benefits withdrawn because she looked happy on Facebook and countless other stories. Use of social networking sites in investigations isn't new, but I'm sure there are a lot of far-off aquaintances to Faisal Shahzad who wish they never accepted his friend request right now. Oh, don't even get me started on the fact that once you're newsworthy all your facebook photos are fair game for every news outlet, keep that in mind next time you upload your party images as they might be used as your identifying image if you die in some horrible bombing. You don't look that good with a lampshade on your head. Facebook can do anything they want with your pictures, including selling/giving them to the AP.

The age of privacy is over. Oh really? I am not where you think I am, my Flickr account is deliberately tiny. My twitter updates may clue you in to what a warped sense of humor I have and what my music tastes are, but you don't know everything about me, nor who I consider to be my friends. I like it that way.

What did I do when I found out that I had won the Radostar trip to design week in Milano (for my portrait of Yuri Gagarin) together with Benjamin Claessen, Lee Walsh, Claire Hartigan and Elvis Tomljenovic? I panicked, of course. Then i grabbed a few buckets of paint and spent 36 hours straight awake painting a wall tattoo - which is the pattern from my one of a kind* deep purple Turkmen rug, blown up huge on my office wall. The only reason I stopped was because it was 5:30 in the morning and I had a flight to Milan to catch.

Hit play on the music, then play on the film. Yes, low-tech, but I'm a little short of time today. ;)

En vass pangis jag känner fick just ett utskick från (nya) Moderaterna där de stod om deras planer på framtiden, pensioner etc och de frågade hur "Du, som är född mellan X och X [pensionsåldern]" såg på framtiden. Alltid bra när politikerna visar intresse i vad folket tycker, tänker och oroar sig för. Det tog inte lång stund innan pantermormor kastat sig på datorn och knåpat ihop detta svar:

Tack för information som kom i brevlådan idag. Vi som nu är/blir pensionärer är ofta välutbildade, livserfarna människor och inga "dumskallar". Därför är det viktigt att ni politiker verkligen anstränger er för att lyssna på oss och framförallt tänker på oss.
Att ni sänker skatt på pensionen är ett (litet) steg i rätt riktning, hoppas ni kommer med fler och större steg. Varför pensioner ska beskattas överhuvudtaget är en annan fråga, som jag inte tar upp idag. Dock är det en fråga som ni inte tar upp, och som jag också kommer att ställa till andra partier.
Det är reavinst skatt på försäljning av bostäder. Det är den mest absurda skatt som hittats på i Sverige!!
Och det säger inte lite i detta skattetyngda land.
Tar ett exempel.

Yes! It's time for me to TORTURE y'all with my answer to: So, how was your vacation in Orlando?. But instead of looking at slides, you get a little video starring miss playful.

I was using Perle's camera (when she'd let me), and discovered one of the last days there that, oh-la-la, it does video too. Not the greatest video, but you do understand how the vacation was. FUN! As in girls just wanna have. Also, that move she pulls when she attack-hugs a boy at 2:30 mark - I did not teach her that. It's genetics.

For those who don't understand Swedish, at the very end she says: Mom, stop taking pictures of me.

Sydsvenskan rapporterar om en stökig 15-årig grabb som kan portas från Aq-va-kul. Kan portas alltså. Det är inte riktigt bestämt ännu, men det lutar åt det hållet.

Hur stökig var grabben? Han blev lätt putt när de bad honom lämna området, och hämtade en kniv.

”Jag ska hoppa på ditt huvud”, sa 15-åringen till badvärden och gjorde ett utfall med kniven, enligt polisen.
Kniven var bara 15 centimeter från badvärdens huvud när en kollega avstyrde attacken. När polis tillkallades flydde pojken och kastade kniven i snön. Men en övervakningskamera hade fångat hela attacken och polisen kunde senare gripa pojken.

Nu kommer det mesiga:

Efter samtal med skolan och polisen bedöms pojken nu vara så farlig för omgivningen att han måste portas från badet tills han fyller 18 år.
– Det kan låta hårt men det är viktigt att markera att vi ser mycket allvarligt på det här, säger Aq-va-kuls enhetschef Gordana Vincic.

HÅRT!? WTF? Han drog kniv mot en annan människa och sitter inte inlåst. Det låter slappt som fan. Blir man "bara" portad för överfall nuförtiden? Undrar hur det hade gått om han träffat nån med kniven. "Efter samtal med hans mamma fick vi veta att han ångrade sig så väldigt för att ha vanställt och nästan haft ihjäl badvakten, så vi skall låta honom sommarjobba här..." eller?

Per Unkel ville riva det. Men det kulturminnesmärkta stallet står kvar, och nu är planen att bygga musikhögskola i det. Byggnaderna heter Generalstabens stalletablissement och användes tidigare som stall för militärens hästar. De ritades av arkitekt Axel Hjalmar Kumlien och byggdes 1884-1886. 1993 fick de sin kulturminnesstatus. Familjen Swartling har bedrivit ridskola i och kring byggnaderna under cirka 50 år på 1900-talet, därför kallas de i folkmun fortfarande för just Swartlings ridskola. Den gula trävillan på området är ett fantastiskt exempel på hur Stockholm en gång såg ut, även om den inte tycks omfattas av kulturmärkningen (I alla planer skall detta rivas). Edit jag läste fel i denna plan skall gula villan tydligen "bara" flyttas. Vilket kultigt café på kullen, omringad av grönt mys, det skulle kunna bli annars! Men allt snack om att lätta på trafiken på Vallahallavägen sedan sjuttiotalet har visat sig bara vara snack och aldrig bli av, så det är inte direkt tyst i det här hörnet.

There were many brilliant people that tutored us at the SCA back in the day, the two that really made their permanent impression on me were Dave Trott and Paul Arden, so I did my best trying to make a permanent impression on them - even to the point of almost giving Paul Arden a heart attack.

I sobbed the entire weekend when I learned of Paul's death, as if I had lost a family member and felt very strange about such a strong reaction, but that'll tell you how deep he cut into my ad-soul when I was young adpup. I even had him as a reference with phone# on my first CV, which at one Swedish CD looked at and said "Who is Paul Arden?" *palmface*

So days like this one, when practically everything I have said is being questioned, re-finding these tweets shed a little light in my gray day. I'm gonna have 'em bronzed.

Dear Webmaster,
I sent you an email on March 11, 2010, with a subject line of "Partnership Request from [redacted]" Did you receive it? Our advertising agency identified your website as being relevant and on target with our client's advertising goals.

Sometimes I even reply. Like today.

I ignored it because you're calling me "webmaster" and emailing from linkbuilding-dot-something
Cyas!

...and just to really hammer home that they are lost in the dark, they respond.

Hello Cyas,
I am sorry if you don't want to be called webmaster, its actually an SEO term.
Kind regards,

Here's a penny, go out and buy yourself a clue.

LOLKim jong il, pick up where all the other LOL-variants have gone. Remember lolkoran, LOL T.S. Eliot, Schrödinger's lolcat. Heck, LOLcats are in ur bibul, rewritin teh Scripchur, and there's LOLTheist - because blasphemy is teh funneh. For a while there even adtothebone was getting their LOLads on. This had to lead to LOLcode, of course.

You need to see "I has a bucket", and add the funny of the early Lolrobots to get why I laugh whenever I see my daugthers door.

see more Lolcats and funny pictures

....and moi who got so exited about the shot I had to place my dumb shadow right between them.