Bernaard

I am ecstatic… I got an old Commodore 64 from my friend, Tombua. Even the old model which has the same style as the old stove which my parents bought in the eighties.

Is she not a beauty? The good old shift lock-key, which locks mechanically. And of course: The wonderful Commodore key…

In addition to three cassette players, I even got an old model 1570 disk station, a monstrous thing, for real floppy floppies:

The things I am worried about is getting hold of some floppy disks and making the power supply work (or getting a new one). The power supply I got with the computer has a square plug which does not fit the computer:

However, I WILL get this thing running… I cannot wait until the day when I can play Barbarian and Oslo Børs on this eight bit system of glory. I will post continuously on the story of how this beauty will reincarnate!

Some pictures from Femunden National Park:

This chair nearly killed me, when I stayed in Cambridge for a while. I was planning to sit down. I was planning to drink a beer and watch a movie. I had moved the chair close to my bed…

But the Chair from Hell had decided to move another place, and I fell backwards on the steel bed-frame, and my back hurt so badly! To put it in perspective: The pain was manifold the one I experienced when I fell from a cliff hanging by a thin steel wire (which luckily had twisted itself around my arm).

I fell on the floor, but couldn’t scream, since it was late in the night, and the ambitious Cambridge students had to sleep before a long day of reading and strange college rituals. So I had to lay on the floor, wondering if the world was ever going to be the same, and then had to control the volume of my laughter.

This year the Tuborg juleøl is not worth drinking! It is awful!