小利口 こりこう korikou (adj-na,n) clever, smart

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    onsdag 30 november 2011
    It's all about listening

    When a child falls it, before  he or she cries, listens to see if mum or dad is nearby. Then the child makes the nocise

    That's how we need to communicate

     We need to slisten

    Middleeast, do they listen? Or just shout?

    Is there a need? Should public transport in sweden get on twitter? Maybe the noice is to loud that all you CAN do is listen. Then it's better to talk where you can be heard

    There is no longer a point in standing on rooftops shouting, cause on the rooftop next door somebody else will stand and shout even louder . if you listen first, what that other person is shouting about - you'll be able not only not to have to shout louder but to shout the right thing.

     Communication is all about shut up and listen. That's makes you a good communicator. If you can't listen, you can't be in this business. Gone are the times where loudest were the strongest. Today, the smartest will survive. And if you listen - you'll always have an advantage. 

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    onsdag 17 november 2010

    I like Domo. He is a nice friend. He keeps telling me to forget my worries and look forward. Always look forward to those things important in life. I don't really know if anyone will actually read this but just for those who do, he is saying that in life we keep bottling everything up and all the stress as well as the bad things are just the pads on the back of the ketchupbottle. One day,all the things you have in there will blurt out like a read pile of oeygoey of memories suppressed and bad things hid. Instead,shake it off every now and then, don't look surprised around the bend but just look forward. After all, tomorrow can always be a even better day,says Domo.


    Sumo looks like a seal who just floated ashore. But it is for his own good you see.


    Yeah - I'm back. Or something like that. Can't even remember how I use to post stuff onto here with the phone. That's some bad update - I know. But what to make of it? Anyone can tell? I sure can't. Every other post is just an excuse that I haven't written for a while. "Shape up!" I keep telling myself. Shape up. And get a grip. But I ain't no good.

    måndag 13 september 2010

    Pinnar som pinnar. Kennel Floristas kennelträff -10.


    Jag har varit urkass på att blogga. Jag vet. Sommar,sol och alltför mycket jobb och fulltecknad fritid. Fullt med ursäkter. Höst,innemys och ja,jag ska bli bättre. Det kan ju inte vara så att det inte händer så mycket i våra liv för låter man blicken svepa ser man mer än man trodde var möjligt. Och så tar man ett kort och bjuder in omvärlden att ta del av betraktarens verklighet. 


    Vi åkte bil. Det gick fort.


    Vi åt kaffe och drack fondue. Det var gott.


    Sumo fick ett halsband och koppel signerat Tanja Fylking. Det är superelegant.


    Vi var på kvartersfest. Det var,intressant.


    Vi såg hösten.


    Vi var i Dalarna. Det var trevligt.


    Vi var på Gotland. Det var härligt!


    Jag hade födelsedag. Det var bäst!


    onsdag 28 juli 2010

    Men vaddå, vad trodde ni? Jag har inte direkt försökt dölja det. [se videoinlägg nedan] För den som undrar så äter jag allt utom citron,räkor och småskruv. Drömmer om elektriska såväl som levande får. Om jag puppar kryptonit? Fråga hussarna ... //Sumo.


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    One night, we were in the sofa, and the strangest thing happened. There was this sound - as if from another world, and his eyes started to glow. There were blips and blops and stuff not heard of on this planet. We crawled up into the sofa. His eyes were glowing in the dark. Look real close, you can tell there is a receiving message in them eyes. He backed away, wouldn't listen, and stared at us as if transmitting some secret information to his mothership. And before we knew it, it was all over. By then the truth had truly come to us, there were no doubts anymore, we were going to have to face the fact - our little Sumo is from outer space. We had the proofs, and he had told us earlier but we only thought telling humans that he was an alien was one of the miniature pinschers charms. Now we have to ask ourselves all sorts of questions: What does aliens eat? And do they dream of aliensheeps? And do they poop kryptonite?

    söndag 25 juli 2010
    fieldtrip 25:07
    [Sumo var inte med men ansåg att ett så långt bildspel utan honom var rackarns nerdrigt.]