Regional

Wednesday, January 18. 2006

Tooltip

While translating an OS (open source) application, I ran into the word "tooltip", but couldn't think of a good translation (swedish). The biggest problem is that "tooltip" no longer describes what it does. It's used all over the place as a convenient "mini help".

Not even the, usually so helpful, Svenska datatermgruppen was of any use this time :-)

Monday, December 26. 2005

Postiljon; a surprisingly good Swedish beer

If you're one of those trying to avoid the (annoying) Swedish habit of ordering a "stor stark" when entering a beer 'n' ale establishment in Sweden, or if you don't know what that means but still like to drink beer while in Sweden, I can warmly recommend "Postiljon" from Jämtlands Bryggeri. It is a very traditional pale ale for which the Jämtland brewery has won many awards.

There are, of course, a number of other good beers available in Swedish; even some from large commercial breweries, like Red Lager from Spendrups; but you may have a hard time finding them in many pubs here in Sweden.

Saturday, December 3. 2005

Här

"Här"

Jag är här
Jag är här för dig
Jag är här för oss

När elden brinner
När taket rasar
När vinden viner runt dig
och när regnet aldrig verkar ta slut

Då finns jag här
Då finns jag här för dig
Då finns jag här för oss

Jag och Du

(joho)

Friday, April 15. 2005

Organ donations

Organ donor.. the word is weird and cold; but I suppose that's because you look at it from the "alive and healthy" perspective. What if you looked at it from another angle? If you're declared dead, what use do you have for your organs? Wouldn't it be better to possibly prolong somebody else's life?

If was in need of a new kidney or heart or other transplantable organ, I would expect to use this as a possible resource; so I guess I'll have to do the same thing back.

For Swedes who wish to sign up for organ donation, follow this link: Socialstyrelsen.se. It takes three minutes to fill out the form!

Friday, March 25. 2005

Tyst Hjärta

"Tyst Hjärta"

Dina händer smeker mitt ansikte,
mina armar, min mage.

Vid varje kurva leker du med mina
sinnen, roar dem, stillar dem, kittlar
dem.

Jag reser mig, och du tror att vi är
hemma.

Men av det jag vill ha syns ej ett
spår. Ty det är ditt hjärtas
smekningar min själ skriker efter.

(joho)