No Way Down - The Shins

Lately I've been listing a lot to The Shins new album "Port of Morrow". I love The Shins and this album is just awesome. They are still as good as they always where.

The other day I had to pick up baby Jonas in a kindergarten I've never been to before. In the fear of being late I was way to early. The sun was shining and I found a swing set close to where I was. I sat down on the swing and stated swinging with The Shins in my headphones. The song "No Way Down" just fitted the feeling of sun in my face, my shirt flying with the wind as I was swinging and singing along to the a bit weird lyrics in this happy sounding song.

No Way Down - The Shins

He's the son of a government man

And a pillar of salt

I was born with blood on my hands

And have all the signs of a bleeding heart

Living high on a giant hawk

On a mountain so steep

Keep your head in a hollow log

As the ruling fog are about to creep

What have we done?

How'd we get so far from that sun?

Lost, lost in an oscillating phase

Where a tiny few catch all of the rays

Out beyond the western squalls

In an Indian land

They work for nothing at all

They don't know the mall or the layaway plan

Dig yourself a beautiful grave

Everything you could want

Maybe those invisible slaves

Are too far away for a ghost to haunt

What do we charge?

Letting go of a claim so large

All, all of our working days are done

But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Get used to the dust in your lungs

Is there no way down

From this peak to solid ground

Without having our gold teeth

Pulled from our mouth

Make me a drink strong enough

To wash away this dishwasher world,

they said was lemonade

Walk with me after the show

Maybe we can find a way through the minefield in the snow

What are they charged?

Letting go of a claim so large

All, all of our working days are done

But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Apologies to the sick and the young

Get used to the dust in your lungs

Neverwhere - Neil Gaiman (1)

I have read a couple of Neil Gaiman's books before. Mostly those that are somewhere between adult fiction and young adult, like "Coraline", "The Graveyard Book" and "Odd and the Frost Giants". Oddly enough I have never read any of his other books or comics. Until recently when I read "Neverwhere" that I really enjoyed. A magical underworld of London written in British English - What is not to like about that?

"Can I ask a question?" said Richard.

"Certainly not," said the marquis. "You don't ask any questions. You don't get any answers. You don't stray from the path. You don't even think about what is happening now. Got it?"

"But-"

"Most important of all: no buts," said de Carabas. "And time is the essence. Move."

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"Darkness is happening," said the leather woman, very quietly. "Night is happening. All the nightmares that have come out what the sun goes down, since the cave of times, when we huddled together in fear for safety and for warmth, are happening. Now," she told them, "now is the time to be afraid of the dark."

Richard knew that something was about to creep over his face. He closed his eyes: it made no difference to what he saw or felt. The night was complete. It was then that the hallucinations started.

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"Don't all the tunnels look the same?" asked Richard, tabling his diary entry for the moment. "How can you tell which is which?"

"You can't," said the marquis, sadly. "We're hopelessly lost. We'll never be seen again. In a couple of days we'll be killing each other for food."

"Really?" He hated himself for rising to the bait, even as he said it.

"No." The marquis's expression said that torturing the poor fool was too easy to be amusing.

The Fault in Our Stars - John Green (2)

This book is good in so many way, but one thing I find hictarical is that John Green has inclued some Swedish rapers and mentions Swedish songs from farely famous Swedish bands in Sweden. I know of them of course but I don't know how John Green came across them(maybe I should ask him on twitter). I have bookmarked the pages where this is mentioned, but I will not quote it here because it's just greater when you know the bands and the songs.

Instead I will share this:

Once I'd recovered, we went inside and sat down on the couch right next to each other, the laptop half on his (fake) knee and half on mine. "Hot," I said of the laptop's base.

"Is it now?" He smiled. Gus loaded this giveaway site called Free No Catch and together we wrote an ad.

"Headline?" he asked.

"'Swing Set Needs New Home,'" I said.

"'Desperately Lonely Swing Set Needs Loving Home,'" he said.

"' Lonely, Vaguely Pedophilic Swing Set Seeks the Butts of Children,'" I said.

He laughed. "That's why."

"What?"

"That's why I like you. Do you realize how rare it is to come across a hot girl who creates an adjectival version of the word pedophile? You are so busy being you that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are."

The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger (4)

I feel like Dorothy, when her house crash-landed in Oz and the world turned from black and white to color. We're not in Kansas anymore.

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People don't appear and disappear the way you do. You're like the Cheshire Cat.

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"Well, I don't feel like a spirit. Or a fictional character.

"How do you know?? I mean, if I was making you up, and I didn't want you to know you were made up, I just wouldn't tell you, right?" I wiggled my eyebrows at her.

"Maybe God just mad us up and He's not telling us."

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The bathroom is tiny. I feel like Alice in Wonderland, grown huge and having to stick my arm out the window just so I can turn around.

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"I still don't get it. I mean, I can see you not wanting your parents to know you were playing Lolita to his Humbert Humbert, but I don't get why you couldn't tell us. We would have been totally into it. I mean, we spent all this time feeling sorry for you, and worrying about you, and wondering why you, were such a nun-" Helen shakes here head.

"And there you were, screwing Mario the Librarian the whole time-" I can't help it, I'm blushing.

"I was not screwing him the whole time."

"Oh, come, on."

"Really! We waited till I was eighteen. We did it on my birthday."