Sarcastic, witty, fast: I wanted to be like Chandler Bing. To be able to read the room in a second, or hear about any mundane situation, and somehow turn the ordinary into something one could crack a joke about.
Stefan is also the founder of Carrison
and Cocodrilo Productions
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Stefan también es el fundador de
Carrison
y Cocodrilo Productions
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Sarcastic, witty, fast: I wanted to be like Chandler Bing. To be able to read the room in a second, or hear about any mundane situation, and somehow turn the ordinary into something one could crack a joke about.
Feeling sleepy on a Monday morning? And do you happen to have a puppy around you? Here is a simple step by step wake up routine for you!
Dear Faro,
I went for a walk in the forest, down our usual path, and I saw your footprints on the snow. They are still there.
“Movies aren't finished, they're abandoned. And you have to make your peace with that.” - David Fincher
I am honored to be featured in REPP ’s project Representation Wall, and in such great company!
I grew up under the Mediterranean sun in a popular Finnish destination: Alicante. I did not live in the city but 7-8km away in Cabo de las Huertas, a residential area very close to the sea. The best 3 words to describe my childhood and teenage years are sun, friends, and freedom. And to be frank: what else would I need?
Usually my daughter loves when we dance. Play some music and she will start jumping, spinning, laughing. So, today, when we came back from a lovely walk in the woods, I decided to open Spotify and launch some latino tunes. Nothing. Maybe I should…
I have been slightly frustrated lately, I wonder if I'm alone. It starts when someone starts the following sentence: “I actually don’t use email anymore…”. Now, let’s see how that usually ends: “I actually don’t use email anymore… I prefer if we connect by…
The story of a country is made by the people living in it. One can always look at the History books to remember the key actions, trends, heroes and crises that shaped the past. But, at the end of the day, we are nothing but a huge canvas of intertwined personal stories…
The following lines will blow your mind! Nah, not really. They won't. I am tired. Very tired of things that will "blow my mind". Exhausted of "you won't believe what happened next".
It happened on one of those days that make #Helsinki look grey. Mist engulfing the city one street at a time and soaking us all, down to our bones, if we don’t find shelter fast enough. I was exhausted, waiting in the bus with my hat still on and slightly wet toes. One of those times when…
I'm 33. My teenage years seem far, far away. Even my early 20s have started to vanish in a light nostalgic fog. I had stopped thinking about them. I had stopped listening to them. Somehow I thought I had outgrown them. And then, Chester Bennington took his own life last night.
I missed one step. It happened last May. It must have been around 3am. I woke up, felt the stingy urge to go to the toilet, crumbled out of bed and zombied to the stairs. Our bedroom is…
I don't type it often but, when I do, I have to stop, exhale, think. Each keystroke feels like cutting the next wire from a soon to blow up bomb: b-e-g-r-u-d-g-i-n-g-l-y. It is, ironically, the word I spell most begrudgingly.
I've lived in Finland over 10 years. I've always managed in English. I do not speak Finnish and my Swedish is limited. Is this normal? Is this ok? Well... It starts with: “Timmo. Sorry. I don’t [pause] English very well.” That sentence…
A short night-time story: I am working late. The world is dark outside, the house is quiet. Suddenly, from the living room, a short high-pitch cry and a thud. In that order.
I grew up in Alicante. Snow was something that happened to others. Now, you could drive to higher land, couple of hours away, and have a first-hand experience but, still: snow was a mythical phenomenon. Something we would never…
I hate recipes that end with "serve immediately". Asking a Spaniard to do something immediately is just a recipe for trouble. What is "immediately" anyway?