I have been in the basement. However, although I take pride in being a rational sceptic, today I got a divine reminder to pop in and say hello. You see, I was googling a local folk music event, and I was reminded that I
borrowed my avatar image from the logotype of the organizers. Also, two of the dance teachers had the family name Utter, which of course is Swedish for Otter. Now if that isn't a divine sign from the great Lord Randall, I don't know what would be. Proof: http://goteborg.folkdansringen.se/index.php/om-oss/vara-arrangemang/slottsskogsstamman
I just read the current newpage, but that was obviously too little for context. I may try more some time.
Anyway, I have just come home from the folk music thing, after two hours of informal singing. Some people were teaching simple songs. Jolly nice. I don't think I have the energy to go back and dance later. Feeling lazy.
On another topic: some of you may remember that I have recently had my second close encounter with the law. The first time was a few years ago, when I had a supporting wall in my garden rebuilt, but it turned out I didn't know that I should have asked for formal permission first. Well, lmjb sent me a file in a cake and I finally got a retroactive permission. No harm done. This time, I was sued by the horrible carpenter from Hell. I had withheld 20 bags of money for a number of reasons. He said, well, those are flaws, but I am prepared to correct them. I said, forget it, buddy. He said, the law says I must be given a chance to correct any mistakes. I said, oh yeah? He said, all right, let's compromise: just give me 10 bags of money in compensation. And I said ... well, it's a long story. He finally did sue me, and we met two weeks ago at a preparatory hearing in court. The judge was a girl half my age. I am still confused that professional people can be half my age: I am sure that never used to happen back in the 1980s. However, some googling afterwards revealed that she graduated from law school only two years ago. So, on the plus side: I am not that
old, apparently. On the minus side, my case was not important enough to require an experienced judge. But she was nice and professional enough, I suppose.
Anyway, we finally agreed on a settlement where I will pay the horrible carpenter only 2 bags of money. I think I never had a realistic chance to get any money back from him. So, I could say that I slayed the troll with an 80 % success rate. Or I could say that although justice was not done, there was less injustice done than might have been the case. So that surely calls for a half-hearted celebration. Hooray.
I think the carpenter was a typical con man, but I can't really say I have encountered anyone like him before. My impression now is that everything about him is fake. He can be very charming and friendly when he wants to, but that's fake. And he can be vengeful and furious when he thinks that will give him some advantage, but that's also fake. Someone said he is psychopath, but not in the horror movie sense (I hope!) but in the sense of a very manipulating personality. It was well worth two bags of money to finish my dealings with him.
To end on a more positive note: The law can't break me. I am still at large. Yee-ha!
Hatted and wimpled by ergman.
Dubbed "First and Eldest of Ottificators" by svenman.
Febrion wrote: "etc" is latin for "this would look better with more examples, but I can't think of any".