on entering the arena of the unwell and interesting Danish flu remedies

Most people have the good sense to get sick when it's cold and miserable out. Not me. Today I biked home from work feeling flu-ridden through a picture-perfect sunny day. The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and all I want to do is close the curtains on the world, curl up in bed and sleep until tomorrow morning.

The flu has been going around for a while here. Not sure if that's what I have, but to steal another Bruce Robinson quote, I feel strange and unusual. (The savvy will recognize the title of this post as well as the second quote from one of my all-time favorite movies - Withnail & I)

Interestingly enough, our CEO stopped by my desk before sending me home with flu remedy in hand - one bottle of wine, one bottle of rum, some lemon and an orange. Apparently you get the wine close to boiling, add in the rum, squeeze in some orange juice and add as much lemon as you can stand. He swears by this. Well, it can't really hurt, can it? (I know I mention this a lot, but I really do work with some of the best people on the planet.)


Remedy results tomorrow.

brilliant

We've been spending a lot of time lately talking about the old kool-aid commercials at work. This is the best description of them ever.

this is becoming a habit

So rather a lot has happened in recent weeks. Went skiing in Norway with my agency. We had a massive cabin up at Trysil. Fires were built, food made, songs sung, toasts drank and a whole lot of laughing and joking around. The snow was perfect, the weather was amazing and the company, as always, ideal. We really do have some of the nicest, most fun and generally coolest people I've met in the industry. And no one throws a better party than we do. There are blackmail pics about somewhere of me playing singstar. I can only hope they stay buried forever.

In other news, I got back into a flurry of work. Hence the lack of updates. It's now Easter here in Copenhagen and everything is shut (as usual). My camera is out of battery, so no pics for a while.

More as soon as I get my brain back.

sigh

Sadly, I've had to turn on comment moderation as I've been getting some comment spam. Although if anyone needs any "party tools" from some dodgy place in Delhi, I can now tell you where to go.

the riot party that wasn't

Last Saturday was the year anniversary of the storming of the anarchist house. We were warned that there were going to be major riots, complete with molotov cocktails, ripping up pavements and burning cars everywhere.

As these usually end up happening outside the window of my apartment, and, as I was moving the next day, we decided to do what any self-respecting people would do in a similar situation. Throw a riot watching party, of course.

T-shirts and logos were designed. Signature drinks created and food laid in against a possible forced overnighter. With the theme being rum riot and Ben, my art director partner, chipping in a top-of-the-line rum left over from his stint at an agency in Puerto Rico, we were as prepared as we could be.

Dinner was lovely, the variation on mojitos were tasty and the company was excellent. In the end, there was only one catch. No riots. Not even the normal Saturday night drunks randomly singing in the street. (My guess was this was due the particularly nasty gale-force winds that night.)

In fact, the closest thing to a ruckus was when a few of the guys took a bunch of broken up door frames left for the rubbish collectors and broke them up to feed the fireplace. The one time I was actually looking forward to the anarchists coming through and they completely failed to show. Ah well.

In other news, I have now moved into the new place. Sadly, everything I own is still haphazardly strewn about due to a rather crazy work schedule last week, but I've already gotten used to the blissful quiet. No demonstrators or drunks here on the unfashionable side of Norrebro.

I'm off to Norway skiing this weekend. L.A. already seems a lifetime ago. So many missed stories, but work has been hogging all my words lately and there's been precious little time for much else. Hopefully that is changing now, and I'll be able to resume my aimless rambling for those of you that actually enjoy that sort of thing.