Travel Tips

Reading is my passion and i read all the time.
Here is a list of few non finnish authors i am hooked about;

-Charles Bukowski
-William S. Burroughs
-Allen Ginsberg
-Patrick McGarth
-Kurt Vonnegut
-Henning Mankell
-Douglas Adams
-Magnus Mills
-Jack Kerouac
-Ernesto Guevara
-William Boyd
-Graham Greene
-Hanif Kureishi
-Erlend Loe
-Jose Saramago
-Feodor Dostojevski
-Jim Thompson
-Nick Cave
-Jan Guillou
-Carl Hiaasen
-Rober McLiam Wilson

-Kauko Röyhkä
-Juha Vuorinen
-Jari Tervo
-Kari Hotakainen
-Rosa Liksom
-Eino Leino
-Arto Melleri
-Arto Salminen
-Eero Pasanen
-Pentti Saarikoski
-Taavi Soininvaara
-...(to be continued)

'The Airship Italia'

Farewell, darlings,
General Nobile's sailing in his airship
to a glittering death...
whoever knows the journey's end
as he sets out is there already,
wafted on his wing-stubs;
farewell, doubters - smiles on your lips
like the imprints of horse-bits:
'he'll never get there this way' -
'get there' - as if 'there' were
some place;
in one day you can only manage a day's journey...

Dead Man In My Bed

She sat in a wicker chair, her eyes they were downcast
She breathed in the future, by breathing out the past
The die is done, the die is shook, the die is duly cast
There is a dead man in my bed, she said
That smile you see upon his face
It’s been there for many days
There’s a dead man in my bed

I ain’t been feeling that good too much no more, she said, I swear
She pointed at the bedroom door and said I ain’t going in there
She leaped out of her seat and screamed someone’s not concentrating here
There is a dead man in my bed, she said
I ain’t speaking metaphorically
His eyes are open but he cannot see
There’s a dead man in my bed

The leaves outside the window waved, all brown, they were, and falling
Even I could tell the atmosphere in here was utterly appalling
The phone it rang incessantly but nobody was calling
There’s a dead man in my bed, she said
And though he keeps on taking notes
I swear this ain’t some kind of hoax
Dead man in my bed

Now she’s in the kitchen, rattling those pots and pans
I’d cook him something nice, she said, but he refuses to wash his hands
He used to be so good to me, now he smells so ***ing bad
There is a dead man in my bed, she said
I keep poking at him with my stick
But his skin is just so ***ing thick
There’s a dead man in my bed

We’ve gotta get it all together
We’ve gotta get it all together
We’ve gotta get it all together
We’ve gotta get it all together

"I think William Shakespeare was the wisest human being I ever heard of. To be perfectly frank, though, that's not saying much. We are impossibly conceited animals, and actually dumb as heck. Ask any teacher. You don't even have to ask a teacher. Ask anybody. Dogs and cats are smarter than we are."

"Swimmin' with Forty-Two thankful fish eating dolphins on my Blue-Green planet thinking my digital watch is pretty neat and wondering what is a Hyperspatial Express Route, anyway?
LIFE Is .... Paradoxically Coincidental To The Ironical Tyrrany Applicable To The Unparalleled Definition Of Reverse Entropy"