Thursday, June 17, 2010

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dwarf Action

the weekend it was again: Blue Santas with impossible figures, Elvis copies, many, many colorful T-shirts are we the dwarves cavorted upon himself to and partially in Fühlinger lake. It was dragon boat racing. The "LK Paddelsurium" was begun with the aim of the "Team Award" and thus to clear exemption from costs for the launch in 2011. With "Heiho - let's go" and since Sunday festgetackerten in the ear canals of a few hundred spectators catchy "Heiho, heiho Paddling us and are happy" armed, the green aprons swinging as obs were none tomorrow and the rhythm of the paddle, the stocking cap geheadbangt. Not to be forgotten by the Schmitz-brother launched Zwergola wave.

Great atmosphere necessary madness and irrepressible vocal volumes made it possible: the LK Paddelsurium showed all the other 31 teams, 7 of carnival clubs (Good Humor-makers also) short time where the dwarf has the hammer and scooped the team prize.

wants to know more, here Gibts Impressions from the first day of the race (in which we were not there - we were namely weather and mood better).



What else?

Horroskop?
Although we are currently under the sign "twin" is, for me the balance right now is still important. And the show kindly on recently that the 10-pound mark has been cracked. Now for the first time is a time of rest and regular announced and sloppiness that then be followed again 2-3 kilos. But bikini-ready, the whole times already and I know since the killer-shopping trip with his wife Zimthuhn is in the pants length again a 2 in front. We may remain so.

watched?
Finally Young @ Heart, the charming film about a senior citizen choir. Cried and laughed simultaneously. Only recommended if you're just mentally stable.

Read?
After I was about to get in books and strike with a red garbage bag and whistle dressed in front of Mayer's march up and down, because lately things only evil migrated to mediocrity from the bookshelf in my hands was (including "Poppy Shakespeare" and "Cliffhanger"), at the last second was a bright spot of the road. In
Volker Struebing "A brick for Dorte" Though it is not terribly profound, and there are no high literary terms, but at least I finally laughed out loud again.

erhin

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