tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69101566844690284532011-07-08T17:53:50.886+02:00Oslo and II've kind of lived here for a bit, now.Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-57651028936329695742010-09-22T23:32:00.002+02:002010-09-22T23:40:10.362+02:00New apartment! little videoMollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-67064942254260220672010-08-29T19:40:00.002+02:002010-08-29T19:54:39.910+02:00Interview: 5 years laterMMQ: What is different, now?MMA: Well, everything, except me, and I still have my cat Victor. Ok, not that much. I can't tell.MMQ: So...how IS it there? I mean, has it recovered?MMA: WHAT?! NO!! Shut the fuck up. (What is actually said: some variant of 'well, you know, everything is different, blah blah blah' you stupid asshole why would you ask that jesus 'demographic changes' I can't believe I Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-6527517984013866382010-08-01T13:52:00.001+02:002010-08-01T13:52:24.286+02:00Sunny daysIt is still quiet in Oslo (I left for a while for a conference/a few days of vacation). All of July and most of august, oslonians retreat to their cabins by the sea (hytter), or travel somewhere else in Norway, or go to the beach in Denmark. Or something else. The point is, they are not around. They are partially replaced by tourists, many Norwegian, from elsewhere, but the population density is Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-65539000657352765942010-07-17T19:18:00.000+02:002010-07-17T19:19:05.955+02:00Summer this year...Is better than last year. I like to say better because of how completely unquantifiable it is. It just is. It is more summery and hot and busy and full of blistering skies and all of that. I am not going to complain about being sweaty ever again. I am lying, of course. But let's all check in again in December.Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-39194352877986186442010-07-15T17:48:00.002+02:002010-07-15T18:59:45.626+02:00Bear emerges.Hello there. This carving (from the British museum from my recent trip to London) depicts a polar bear halfway out of the water. Charming! And has a cute face. Anyway, this bear remarks my return to posting to my blog, likely with small snippets and photos and such. If you would like to request something, say, a picture of a duck, just let me know and I will try to oblige!MollyMollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-53034703753756257472009-08-24T14:07:00.008+02:002009-08-24T14:25:57.932+02:00Unhealthy snack foods of ScandanaviaHey there. Since I have basically abandoned my blogging post for a few months, I decided that I wasn't going to bore you with a rehash of all of my summer experiences, but rather share with you some of the glorious and mostly unhealthy snacks I enjoy here.(My summer has been great. It has been mostly rainy, unfortunately, but long long days and wonderful company.)Ok, back to the snacks.1. Mills Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-16402073951576516312009-06-01T19:06:00.020+02:002009-06-02T17:02:55.939+02:00Summer in OsloThe above picture is actually from Bergen, in the Spring. I hope it fooled you! No! It is NOT cold and misty here at all!It's been awhile, and it's summer here. In between the last time I wrote and now, my friend Jane came to visit, and we had loads of fun. Then I went to a conference and got the flu, but still had loads of science fun and got to see my friend Sara!Then I went to Baltimore and Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-31900098615771736742009-04-11T19:22:00.007+02:002009-04-11T20:25:22.137+02:00Easter weekendIt's Easter weekend in Oslo. Like any holiday weekend in Norway, it extends forwards and backwards from the actual holiday several days - so Wednesday was a work holiday, and Thursday, Friday, and Monday are national holidays. I have walked around, taking pictures at Vigelandsparken, some of which are posted here. Oslo has been completely deserted. Everyone fled the city to go to their cabins, orMollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-46184195766402169612009-03-09T18:47:00.004+01:002009-03-09T19:04:52.420+01:00Blog failureIt has been a solid month since my last missive, dear readers, if indeed you are still reading. For this, I apologize. I could claim many convenient excuses, such as: "I was sledding!" or "I was at a conference and then ate too much and fell asleep for a while!" or "I felt like I had to provide you with some real content, and since I am just living a regular life I didn't write because I didn't Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-90733239857353752402009-02-05T20:20:00.023+01:002009-02-09T11:28:21.249+01:00EuroLeagueI am watching basketball on Channel 14, SportN. Narrated in Norwegian, courtesy of Viasat. Barcelona is playing Tel Aviv. That's right: Regal FC Barcelona is playing Maccabi Electra and killing - sorry, Israel. Maybe it's because Electra was fraudulently admitted the the Euroleague, being from a place that is not actually in Europe and all. Anyway, it really doesn't matter that I don't understandMollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-1626721773661590512009-01-23T11:05:00.008+01:002009-01-23T16:33:56.079+01:00Sara's visit, New apartment, and Various DiscoveriesHello! Did I wait too long to write this? Answer: maybe. Now no one is interested in what I am doing. Well, fine: it's been busy here in Oslo, and I am going to tell the anonymous internet anyway.Sara's visit: My wonderful friend Sara K. just came out to the Oslo for a week. We had some good times. Among them were the couple of times she helped me schlep large, unwieldly suitcases across town to Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910156684469028453.post-23988813900212505252009-01-11T15:09:00.003+01:002009-01-11T18:20:48.155+01:00This is the first post of what can only be described as a shameless attempt to avoid writing emails to everyone. I love you all, but I would rather nap. So this frees up some time for you to tell me about your life when I talk to you: listening is easier, and I talk plenty. Hurrah!In any case, I am here in Oslo, Norway, with an excellent, robust feline (Victor). Besides the travel, which Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01277724590545968641noreply@blogger.com4