self, in oz, 2005, non-academic silly hat
I did a little genealogy research some time ago, and found a distant ancestor named Tore Tinghatt. He apparently acquired the name by turning up at an assembly (Thing) with something peculiar on his head. Challenge accepted.
Right now I am off-line at 30.000 feet, en-route to Australia again, to acquire a silly hat. It will take a while, but if all goes to plan, I will post-grad from RMIT with a few years of research on information architecture and four dimensions, some aussie wine under my vest and a silly hat on my head.
Wish me luck.
Dear Amerikay -
Back in DC. Back to the bones, the 
oh, what joy!
2011
Here i sit, on what can be called my last business trip. I have always been the practical, long-term traveller with the worn out backpack and simple well tested, practical – sometimes filthy – and ugly clothes. 
My 
If you ask a norwegian what s/he is most proud of, you might find a usually quiet person prattling on endlessly about natural beauty. Waxing lyrically, this norwegian might go on and on and on and on (and ON) about snow, mountains, deep forests, long rivers, rolling farmland, dramatic coastline, the mad explosion of spring. Ad infinitum. Yawn. 
