Because it amuses me...

For all those things that keep you awake at night, staring at the ceiling, asking yourself - WHY?

May we present..

http://quizilla.com/users/MawaruArashi/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20bread%20are%20you%3F%20(with%20gorgeous%20bread%20pics%20%5E_~)

A Cautionary Tale

The Duck was waddling down Hringbraut on her way to Kringlan yesterday in the semi-rain and fog when she saw a very unusual sign: *FYLKINGA* ógeðsleg fýla

Now, the Duck is not the world's championship Icelandic reader - she is, after all, a duck- but she isn't completely incompetant at it, either. So it struck her as a very strange kind of slogan to be sticking up by the side of the highway, and threw her ducky brain into endless confusion. "Of the parties - disgusting bad mood" !?!? Was there something here that she was severely missing? Or was she just as completely incompetant at Icelandic as she said she wasn't not four sentances ago??

Her heart missed a beat.

After some very hard staring, it dawned on her that the stars were actually little Rs, and that the first word was, in fact, REYKINGAR (aka. smoking. aka. is bad for you.) Óóóóójááá, thought Blue Duck, and didn't feel like the brightest bird in the pond.

That's when she was hit by the sudden realization that she had just stepped into a very deep puddle.

(Blue Duck is a very modern duck and therefore wears socks and shoes when she is going to Kringlan. There is nothing that makes her grumpier than having to waddle half the way in squishy wet runners)

moral: anti-smoking advertisements can be dangerous to your health

Home, Sweet Home!

Found this while reading the news from Canada: always knew the ledgislature was a shady sort of building..

(but who would have thought it was this bad)

Professor says Legislature design has roots in the occult

Thursday, February 17, 2005

WINNIPEG - A Winnipeg professor argues that the Manitoba legislature has occult roots.

Frank Albo, of the University of Winnipeg, says that after years of study, he's convinced Manitoba's legislature is actually an architectural talisman built to the specifications of the same divine blueprints found in ancient temples.

Among the things that kept cropping up were numbers five, eight and 13.

He says the numerical segment is found often in nature, and is considered by many to be a ''blueprint for the plan of God.''

Albo found the lieutenant-governor's reception room had cubit dimensions matching those of King Solomon's inner sanctum.

However, the cubits used were those favoured by the Freemasons, a fraternal group known for its secret rituals and interest in the occult.

Fuelled by a resurgence in numerology spawned by the book The Da Vinci Code, Albo has presented his theories to architectural experts, art historians and even Freemasons all over the world.

© Broadcast News 2005

102 Ways to not do Homework

101 Ways not to do Homework

aka. Duck Report #2
Status: quacking feebly áfram
State: kansas

Jæja, it's now 3 days before READING WEEK, and every good duck knows what that means: homework. Lots of homework. Lots and lots and lots of homework. Mostly due tomorrow, strangely enough.

What's a duck to do? If you are Blue Duck, then you will probably waste lots of time learning random things on the Net!! YAAAAY!! Speaking of, Blue Duck finds this site strangely amusing: it's a collection of international tongue-twisters - so you can have your tongue twisted in lots of different languages!

Amaze your friends, confuse the locals and avoid your homework:
http://www.uebersetzung.at/twister/

Spurning dagsins...
Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax
si marmota manax materiam possit materiari?

Oss er skemmt!

X-Y's Electoral Blaze of Glory

Election Update: For those of you who have been waiting with baited breath to see the results of last week's student elections.. the numbers are in. As might have been predicted, Alþýðulistinn, aka. The People's Party aka. X-Y for Yes, played a decisive role in the outcome.

(Editor's Note: MOOHAHA - kingdoms shall fall beneath us.)

But back to Reykjavík and the treacherous quagmire that is Student Politics..

In the end, the Less Healthy Party (LHP) and the More Healthy Party (MHP) won 4 seats each, meaning that the deciding vote on student council now belongs to the Down With Food-Bribery Party (aka. Háskólalistinn), a fairly marginal yet earnest party that the Duck may have forgotten to mention in her previous article. She frankly admires the Down With Food-Bribery Party for its stance on the issue of nutrition. She is happy that they at last have a little well-deserved power. If only the rest of the world would follow their example.

But back to the People's Party. In the end, they had far and above the highest ratio of existance-time vs. number of votes, with a stunning average of nearly 10 votes for each day of their existance, in all a crushing 100 votes: 3.0% of the total.

Laugh if you dare. But it appears that Alþýðulistinn has played a crucial role in deciding the outcome of the election. Despite protests from the MHP that we were likely to rob them of the votes needed to topple the LHP from Student Council power, when it came down to hard numbers, the LHP lacked a crucial 25 votes that would have given it its 5th seat (and thus, a majority) - 25 votes that the People's Party clearly gleaned away from them. It is, after all, a party for all people. Especially ones who hang out in Árnagarður over lunch discussing history and/or the irregularities of Icelandic grammar.

The People's Party: One Day, You Too Can Rule the World!

Politics and Tooth Decay

Why student politics can be dangerous for your health

In a sudden turn of events, the Duck has found herself running for Student Council. This was spurred by her passion for defending all that is good and righteous and beautiful in the world, and also because she wanted the T-shirt. Mostly because she wanted the T-shirt. Jæja. Blue Duck had no idea it could be so much fun to be a politician and wonders why she never tried before. She does not actually do anything as a politician, but she does have a really snazzy take-over-the-world shirt now:

Alþýðulistinn: Valdagræðgin knýr okkur áfram!
"The People's Party: The Lust for Power Drives Us Onward"

www.xy.hi.is

But on to the tooth decay.

It is a sad fact in student politics today that food-bribery is the main election campaign technique amongst the two main parties. These parties theoretically divide between left and right, but since students consistantly have difficulties recognising which party is which, Duck will distinguish them between the More-Healthy Bribers and the Less-Healthy Bribers.

Less-Healthies are easy to spot by the piles of chips, pop, kex, chocolate, gum, cake and breath mints surrounding them. They even give out coffee in the morning. One could easily survive for an entire week on nothing but the food that they offer the hungry morning student. Of course, by that time you would be dead of a cholesterol overdose.

More-Healthies probably don't have the budget to do this. Instead, they act as a kind of soup kitchen, where a careless student who has forgotten his or her tuna sandwich at the bus stop can drop in for some juice, cookies and spicy curry cup-a-soups.

But.. what do these parties actually stand for? What are the policies behind the candy wrappers? In a splurge of undercover deducktive work, Blue has come to the shocking conclusion that there is actually no difference between these parties. Both campaign on exactly the same issues - the only point of contention is who is doing the better job. Meanwhile, students are caught helplessly in the middle having all kinds of tasty goodies thrown at them. It's good to be a duck in Reykjavík during election time, thinks Little Blue, brushing the crumbs off her feathers.

Now, back to more of that deduckting.....

All hail the Cheese!

A long time ago in a far-away land, Blue Duck created herself a kingdom. She believes that it was called the Holy Empire of Cheesemasters, but she can no longer remember precisely. As we have already mentioned, this took place several months ago. For research purposes she went looking for the site again, but it had already ceased to exist.

Anyway, in the spirit of creating a kingdom and all, Blue Duck also created herself a matching MS-Paint flag. Due to her poor computer skills this flag never actually made it onto the internet. For untold ages it was left sad and alone in a pile of old university assignments and cheesecake recipes. Until today, that is. In yet another attempt to post her pictures onto the internet.. may we present:

(dundundun)

CHEESEDOM FOREVERRRRR!!!!



Wait - that's not a cheese flag, that's an ..eh... don't really know what that is! Oh well, I have finally discovered the secret to putting pictures onto the internet.
YIPPÍÍÍÍÍ!!!!!

Are you what you eat?

A report by the Little Blue Duck.

Here in Iceland, the time has come yet again for rotten shark and sheep heads to be served up on platters across the country. Once upon a time these tasty delicacies were eaten year-round on the island, but now consumption is mostly limited to one month out of the year – þorri on the old Icelandic calendar – beginning in mid-January and lasting all the way into February. During this month, þorrablót celebrations are held in communities from Akureyri to Seyðisfjörður and everywhere in between. It is unclear to Blue Duck what exactly is being celebrated here but everyone seems to enjoy them anyway. There is music and dancing, and people of all ages come together to party the night away. But the one thing that no self-respecting þorrablót could ever be without is this: þorramatur (= icky food).

So, in the spirit of þorri, Little Blue has made up a list of some traditional Icelandic þorramatur for those curious to find out just how icky it really is.

WARNING: FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. DO NOT TRY ANY OF THIS AT HOME.

Súrmatur, literally "sour food", is really just miscellaneous bits of sheep and puffin (and sometimes whale) pickled in whey. This was done to preserve meat so that it could be stored for long periods over winter. There is a reason that súrmatur vanished with the arrival of the refridgerator. It's because it tastes absolutely disgusting. Blue Duck was once cruelly tricked into drinking whey - talk about yuck!

Hákarl. The name means shark, but don't be fooled: this shark is rotten to the core. Instead of being pickled in whey, the shark is first buried in the ground for a couple of months, then hung up a while to dry before being cut up into little cubes and fed to tourists. It's supposed to be good for the digestion. Blue Duck, who seems to have a talent for landing herself in bad situations, has "eaten" this four times. Take it from an expert: it's like swallowing your own puke.

Harðfiskur. Dried fish. Not icky at all. In fact, it probably shouldn't be on the list, except to prove that not everything that Icelanders used to eat could send you to the hospital. It does give you really bad breath though.

Svið is the kind of food that you stare at and it stares right back at you: it's sheep's head, served whole. Iceland was once an extremely poor country, and so every part of an animal was eaten - right down to the feet. Svið is actually pretty yummy all things considering, and it's still sold in some grocery stores. Still, the Duck has difficulties with the whole head-on-a-plate thing.