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Christmas roast.

It is this history of light and shadow, yin and yang, etc. My new apartment has the disadvantage that they are indeed in a great neighborhood, but directly adjacent to an S and freight railway line is. And that's really no fun. I'm tough and so some used to, but when ranked at two in the trains and for minutes pathetic squeak, rumble, squeak, and still roars the horn, I'm either in bed or palpitations perpendicular tie the noise in my dream. The mega-action that is going on in these dreams, one can even imagine about. This is no romantic Fummel scenes on the beach, but this is a worthy sequel to James Cameron's Alien 2 (not this gay David Fincher version).

But as I said - it has indeed all be good. Bilker citizen is indeed tolerant of itself, stress-resistant and positive attitude towards the celebrations. Who of them but at this path of terror lives, gained automatically at some point the mind of a 15-year-old, bloated Golden Retrievers.

aware, I've also made no great thoughts, as suggested Inky to have to play on our shared Christmas party the giant with his new rock band. What I have here, however, is completely over-estimated, the (nonexistent) voluntary volume limitation of musicians. I thought that is at a minimal drum kit with mini-bass drum, 6-inch snare and hi-hat, also a tiny exercise guitar and bass amp. Just so that you can just sing about the hi-fi about it.

Stupid, I had the guys my apartment key order to set up and left early evening when I came home, I almost have a stroke. There stood a full-blown rock drum kit, where really missing is the double bass and the Chinese gong, a perfectly respectable club PA, a bass amp and a guitar along with potent 4x12er tube amp. To Till, "Are you mad, what is this supposed to be please?" Till, "Do not Reg, so I can really play very quiet, honest!" I:.! "TELL ME NO SHIT, a 100-watt tube amp CAN NOT PLAY SOFT" then you could actually not, at least not if you drown out the drums must

I.. yes am a fatalist, I joined my fate, and thus expected that the party is over at 21.30 clock. But this was not the case. It was quite long and no neighbor even made a peep, and the green power also not appeared. At some point, late in the day, a half full drunk woman stood in the door, identified herself as a neighbor from the next house. After Uta her presence of mind, a cold Becks had pressed into his hand, it was tame immediately said that she and her husband may not sleep, could live music but would appreciate very much and told me clearly that I do not in any case would be to blame but my landlord, which insulated the shack to the house next door so bad would have. It also shone on me immediately - I really can not help it, that in my living room at night is a band playing. Three cheers to Bilk!


Tanja and Schäfer:


Till, the old Saitenquaeler and troublemaker:


chance of scoring came from a Christmas party and looked like Robert Palmer:



The Sofa Surfers:


giant. Horrified that the chips are all live on the microphone and later freed in glasses Rockstarattitüde:




The sponsors in Black: Stefan and KC:


Double-D (Dirk and Dave):



Inky (did not see anything too loud):



My little brother Savage-Ole and I:


cats Alarm: Eve and Chris:


Again Christian Alarm:




Los Mongo:


Hugh Grant not (could not), but Albi ..


porn Björn with Inky and my angry little brother:


Anke and Lars:


BB and Rudi .


... but the left of Chris and Uta calm again. So he's happy.


I was also mollified by the way, because I have been given by a self-knitted scarf Ale - the best I've ever seen. A thousand thanks again! be reported until now, no colds.

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Black gold.

are available for a night on the turntables. preach from the pulpit of the DJ-party crowd, the 120 BPM and pay homage to the sacred can beat juggle. Hundreds of sharp rabbits, just waiting, that you finish your set and you can tear down the Tractor T-shirt. Smart guys who make you humbly to the place and Pissrinne jet throughout the year to sharpen the party spots in the world.

All you like to do in "Second Life", but in my favorite bar Minol things are a bit less spectacular. Saturday something very spectacular, was Bar-Queen Uta, and was the "VEB plastics and elastomers" evening come up. He should now take place once a month and preview (Without posting or flyer) was 2 weeks. Fast range provides the equipment and it was a very, very funny action.




DJ Sven: Had about 46 kg of vinyl there - including beautiful music storage albums, covered with old stickers and photos of his Kreidler. And played with his huge fund of about 90% of the evening.




DJ Mike Geiler Sound, but really unfair, because pro. Has previously launched in Berlin safe.




DJane Inky: Had befitting great record there. Johnny the Moondog is dead!





DJane Jules: Came straight from her own birthday party and was in that night - as you can see - best Plattenlegerin Germany. Noblesse oblique ...




DJ I: My record bag was full of New Wave - next time I grab a rock and punk but rather that much more fun.


Addendum:
I've just been in the commentary pointed out gently that I had completely forgotten to mention Captain DJ KC. This great pike from Grafenberg has pulled off a beautiful set and rock steady with the guests of Jamaican Folk music entertained. Unfortunately, I have no picture of this legendary liner and especially none of the beautiful original 7 'Dub-Plates with the stamp printed, rough cut and pasted wrong labels. Next time ...


For those who love to be celebrated for their favorite old vinyl or want to be dissed because of their bad taste: Next date is at 5.1. Minol in the bar in Duesseldorf Harbour. Will be back for fun. And full!


Thanks to Sven for the beautiful photos

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Your friend and helper.

I have just had a visit from two detectives. This ended after 1.5 hours so that my young, handsome CID officer demonstrated how to dance to "The Red Horse" and with her colleagues, the six bottles had from my customers wine under his arm, is removed.

I think I go into work and go to the lookout. Seems as it funny than to be in an advertising agency in the 70s.

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Ab (t) screwdriver.

OK, it's fully public, to make fun of it. Old people is boil mega-shabby and poor retirees under the pretext of a good, Christian purpose anyway. But when yesterday I saw a program about a mailbox monastery, had blocked the monastery, with its garden products and price competition (!) the pensioners' letterboxes and thus properly the virtual collection plate filled, I have filled my pants.

The mailings were basically the same structure as any other mail scammers also garnished only stop in Gothic script, with Bible texts and - here's - complete with pictures of rotten brothers.

Types saw something out of left - namely, who had mounted their hangdog faces on any monk robes and tried to look gentle and kind. Was that cool. As in a '50s-Klaumauk thriller. This naturally beautiful captions such as "Help the abbot," "It is more blessed than to receive" or "Come unto me, ye that are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." That the advertised monastery garden heart drops course only with dye liquor are, of course by itself also, that there was nothing to win in the contest as a religious holy anger. Signed was with "brother Prosper (or so), Treasurer." Treasurer! Hammer, right?

brothers of the Order of the Golden Goose: You are not just Franciscans and I feel really sorry for the elderly. This is something completely sucks and I wish you guys a couple of nice eternity in purgatory in the ass. Beautiful still stewing!

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Jump.



This morning I received a text message from Jorn as follows:.

"Now hold times foot, men *** *** Evil Knievel is dead "

also Tillmister it in the comments already mentioned. Now I can not write it, I am full of sorrow. his blog entry he gets, of course, posthumously.

Rest in peace, flying man, May you and your succeed the last, biggest jump.