Bumbling

My kids don't speak Swedish and neither do I. Now, I love "surfing the web" as they used to say back in the neolithic age. "Surfing" is not really what I do, though. Given the fact that I have at least some residual ADD, I more like "bumble" around on the damn thing. Bumbling like a bee, rolling and flitting from blossom to branch to soda can to bag of cheetos, to iridescent thigh etc..



I was bumbling on youtube a few weeks ago, and I was looking for paper airplane videos to entertain my kids (ie. how to make and fly really kick-ass paper airplanes). This got me to thinking about my favorite kooky airplane designer, Burt Rutan. I looked for Rutan and found something called "Ika I Rutan".

I clicked and my kids and I were hypnotized by a new wave, clown,mime,dancer-thingy that spoke in swedish and used every twitch of her big big eyes and every milimeter of her expressive face to draw in and captivate my little yard apes. They were not mesmerized so much as ENTRANCED.
So, for the next few days my almost two year old and my five year old had me searching for as much of this strange woman's work as possible..... We soaked up an entire other weird,cute, Swedish kiddie world. I double dog dare you to sit down and check this shizzy out and deny that it rocks at least at some level.

Anyway, I always go on about the internets and all that stuff. I know that it makes my thechnophiliac wife cringe when I do. But I still can't help it and it's harmless as far as I know.