mojo chicken vs. jim ram-jambo

So far we got a summer full of rain which is not unusual to be loved by anyone. It's not the summer I asked for, but since 1992 I have avoided summer. July 30th 2011 and it is 59°F...Schnürlregen...string rain. grid fries by chicken burger with this shit rain and the heater blowing the sweaty air around in here i tried to force...i am trying to force circa 5 espresso shots into my gut. tough though...i have stopped at around 3.5. i am noticing the speed effect of the caffine but it still is not enough to get me to do anything productive. confident that the remaining 1.5 shots of espresso will land, i trust that the goon inside will show face. as a matter of fact, although it is so early it looks like i will be receiving a celebratory beer in approximately 30 minutes...on top of the 10:45 which it is now...to hoist a toast to Hubert Scheibl, his team and a gang of 30 some odd painters up in the large hall. It would be good to pump down a KäseLeberKäseSemmel beforehand. that sounds like a good idea. eating-base. (long break) eating-base-a-thon. dont forget to do an eating-base-a-thon before the puppet-a-thon. so i am drinking another Kaffee...it is 7:15pm...i gotta stop...feeling like the song says...gonna cook a fake-steak chilli and then go to Schnaitl Pub...then i want to go canoeing with some friends...there's some river around here where you can rent canoes. well, i missed the train. no schnaitl pub...no canoeing...thats life...thats it for now. wasted.

out of the Soup

noncohesive blogging...from the island below

grey sunrise.
small technicality.
monday. monday.
see ya jim. was nice having you!
Congradulations Mark and Maura!
sound-system.
large wall plate in the salz-lager.
trash.
set-list.
gambrinus.

...new video

spaceman

...and this

This...

...just photos.