[click] Zoom zoom

by Eddie on August 30, 2009 · 0 comments

in Photography, Sweden

Before I leave Stockholm, I suppose that I should post at least one picture from within the metro system — called here the tunnelbana.

Oddly, it’s here, on the system’s trains and buses, where I learned the most about speaking Swedish. Perfect pronunciation. Slow and steady. I grew to love the soothing female voice that greeted me on every morning and afternoon commute. I’m sure my fellow train-riders found it odd to watch me mouthing each stop to myself.

Oh, and now I can tell you to mind the gap when leaving the train.


Everything’s bigger in America

by Eddie on August 29, 2009 · 1 comment

in Prose, Sweden

Since coming to Stockholm, the one question — other than how do I like living in Stockholm or what am I studying at University — is what is it like coming from such a large country?

Every time I hear the question, I’m baffled by its premise. Is it a commentary on the U.S.’s geographical and social diversity? Its massive government and infrastructure? Or the fact that we’re a bunch of fat-asses — even though many Americans pride themselves on the junk in their trunks.

In fact, the U.S. really isn’t all that special. China and India have our population sizes easily beaten with at least a billion people each, while Russia and Canada have us beat by land area.

But what are the benefits from living in such a “large” country? I usually tell them that at least I’m allowed to make fun of a lot people. After all, the only person allowed to hit my little brother is me.

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[click] Full of it

by Eddie on August 29, 2009 · 0 comments

in Photography, Sweden

Summertime in Stockholm and the hot-air balloons swarm the skies, typically during sunset.

The summer malaise and doldrums seem to have impeded my postings - but with only a few weeks left in Stockholm, it seemed appropriate to make some last observations on my time here.

One year isn’t enough. One year in any city, town, state, country, just isn’t enough time to make an apt conclusion on the entire experience. I had many of the same inklings when I left D.C. to come here, having lived in the city-proper for only one year — despite growing up within the beltway. The delineation between the suburbs and the city was as stark as the Potomac River separating the two. But now that I’m leaving Sweden, a few weeks or months may have to pass before I can look back and take stock.

A return is definitely in order, if only to replenish my connection to the city.


It’s sale season here in Stockholm and while scrounging for some new clothes, I thought I’d take a picture of something old.


[click] No where to go

by Eddie on July 24, 2009 · 0 comments

in Photography, Sweden

Little tidbit of trivia: This photo was taken outside of Acne clothing store, which previously was a bank and the case study/birthplace of Stockholm Syndrome. Now, I wouldn’t saw the Swedes have been holding me hostage, but my affinity towards them is growing…


Learn from Lifetime?

by Eddie on July 14, 2009 · 0 comments

in Biology, Prose, Science, Television

It’s not often that I’ll admit to watching a “chick flick” television show, particularly one on the Lifetime network. I’ve never found Lifetime to be a bastion of great, or even unique, television writing — disenfranchised woman or women finds the confidence to thrive in a male-dominated society, rinse and repeat. I will keep my poking to a minimum, the genre has already been well lampooned in mainstream media.

Nevertheless, no matter my predilections, I’ll always offer the benefit of sampling a new show. In this case: Drop Dead Diva. Written as a dramedy, the entire show builds upon the “Freaky Friday” plot mechanism — under-educated and over-empowered model wannabe dies and enters the body of an erudite yet physically insecure rising lawyer. Oh, and don’t forget the requisite Asian sidekick.

Stereotypes and television tropes aside, my interest was piqued by a rarely seen twist on the body-switching genre: scientific accuracy. Ignoring the metaphysical and deistic intricacies of soul jumping — the protagonist’s memories are retained in the soul — several of the show’s moments of comic relief surprisingly stem from tested theories in biology.

After the soul transfer, the main character retains her 1st life’s memories, but does not incorporate the basic details of her new persona. Instead she acquires her new body’s intelligence (name the capital of New Zealand), proclivities (sense of ease at the lawfirm) and cravings (chocolate doughnuts).

Often, these body-switching plot lines involve complete and total transfers of personalities, but here we see that some traits are ingrained within the corporeal body. Take for instance muscle memory, where practice and repetition makes an action second nature, or the innate ability to swim and prefer sugar, congenital traits found in babies. Sure, you can earn a cheap laugh from having a teenager suffer the arthritic pains of switching with a parent, but Drop Dead Diva takes one-ups the baseline. I won’t give the writers too much credit — leaving intelligence and law school education intact is a matter of convenience in the storyline — but forcing a formerly size 00 model-slash-actress to ache for pastries enjoyed by a size 16 is a pleasant twist.

And this is where a bit of empowerment enters the picture. The writers intimate that eating habits, and the resulting physical appearance, is beyond the control of the person; that a sweet-tooth is purely biological, so give in to your needs. “Don’t hide it, embrace it,” she tells a widower in consultation over showing his grief in the courtroom, a poignant bit of self-projection just before she engorges on a chocolate doughnut.

What remains to be seen is how far the show will take this theme, or will they strike a balance between the two halves of humananity: nature and nurture.


4th of July rolled around and I decided to take a quick photowalk around town while searching for a new cardigan — it’s summer sale season. Mid-stroll I ran into a pan-Latin American, anti-U.S. protest near the city center. Although I’m not sure whether this protest purposefully coincided with the American holiday, Stockholm seems to overflow with political protests during the summer months anyway.

Being incognito, and without inciting any petulant hostilities, I slipped past the placard-holders while snapping these pictures.

Also, no protest is complete without pubescent girls and hip-hop dancing.

A few more pictures can be found here.


[click] Swedish air

by Eddie on July 8, 2009 · 1 comment

in Photography, Sweden

Swedish Air

Kite flying In Tantolunden (Aunty O’s grove)

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[click] In search of a bar

by Eddie on July 6, 2009 · 0 comments

in Photography, Sweden


Just before Eurovision 2009, searching for a good bar to witness the spectacle


[click] Warming up

by Eddie on July 5, 2009 · 0 comments

in Photography, Sweden

Cute dog, cuter owner