I'd rather be sleeping

...
sleeping is one of bun's fave hobbies to relax from her exhausting job as a cool editoress


and mostly her dreams are of the pleasant kind - filled with virtual flowers


but waking up again it's just about facing a world full of horrors, cruelty and pain


so that you'd just want to return back to mommy's womb - but that won't work


yours sadly, haselore

down where the streams shall meet - convince the beast to rock

...onna sunday bun got interested in watching more heavy rock having not seen too much of that recently.


somebun had told her that convince the beast to rock were going to feed the money milking local open air festival organization scene with a free show inna afternoon!


bun had to hop down to that horrible local open air festivity that she had reported from inna last year


onna location where usually only heavy drinkers and dincs meet


down where the rivers leine and ihme kiss the common green preservation society officers generally do a very lousy job as the organizers do not even have to water the the green


it looked like the weather was changing every 2 minutes, but bun got a nice seat there because the ground was getting muddy so there were not that many people and that was good because big amounts of people make you feel like that world famous bun caught inna blender...


and bun got a good view of the band playing

after convince the beast had finished their set bun gladly got to piss off from the scene instantly because the next band turned out to be an especially horrible one much too loud for anybuny's cool earnerves!

well to make the not so long story even shorter: you could've complained to the organizers but there was no pen in sight to voice your opinion with...

yours, haselore kohl

hier krepiert monster party

...

onna friday i went out on short notice because i got informed by my pal v. that one of his bands hier krepiert in this case were going to play a private event and i was offered to sneak in there even without a proper invitation to the "monster party" they were opening up for


i arrived there in time for there soundcheck


but it did not bother me that much and so i rather went for some food


and luckily i got to relax inna backyard of the location they played...


the band started one hour later than what was first appointed

later on the landlord of the place played some solo stuff and all offa sudden the room filled up with people...



but i could not stand the masses stepping on my paws every here and now and so i left the place after the following song...

see you on one of my cool internets real soon, yours haselore kohl

street justice

i mean... well.... err...


...ta matey!

yours, haselore

no bun can be that dumb

...





with the best regards from where the cool flowers just grow from joints
yours, haselore kohl

live from centro iberico

....
last night i went up to der quartier de ahrberg down linden-süd - basically just round the corner from seelze.

in the old days this place used to be a sausage factory. a factory where the driver's grandmum had to stuff some dead pig's small bowels with poor-daddy-and-his-siblings' minced meat just after there immigration from spain which was about the mid of the last century

tonight the building had been dressed up for what was going to be the big celebrebation for the spanish team winning this year's world cup...

... and they even had a telly put on their and winning the ex-coup jules rimet they were taking really really seriously - so that bun was forced to act real smart by repudiating her true beliefs...

..so she could assimilate with the crowd and join them onna way directly into the centre of the celebrations down der deisterplatz!

...which is some old roundabout near the old hanomag factory building. once arrived bun had to realize that these days watching footie is way more popular than watching the beatles has ever been!

to make it short, all those spaniards in the summer were heavily loaded by they're team's success and the cops did have a very hard time...

but then it did get too much flagwaving for my beautiful self ...

so it was time to get back home and relax in my comfy chair and forget about all that annoying noise!

see you soon somewhere onna streets, yours haselore kohl

party's over

...





yours, h. kohl

PS:

British Profiteers

just like one of the best bands inna world said, they usually do have their finger in every dirty pie, don't they?


but what would bun do if her car runs dry...


yours, haselore kohl

2.000.000 voices

...

"bastard - die fotografieren unserer fahnen...!"


at least that's what hasmuth said was what the old lady had shouted towards him when he got caught by her posing in front of those flags for a photo just to piss bun off...


those simpleminded jerrys did have a big celebration after the victory over bun's favourite team


while some were just sitting in disbelief some others followed the old english custom of mooning your favourite sis....


so here know is my indepth report about der celebrations down bembel city...

and even in the german parliament those idiots were singing and praising there creator for this unsuspected triumph...

while some of the players were even swearing by the mighty editoress of LFK not to lose a single match during the course of this world cup...

but most of them just did what they are best at - getting into there cars and having a rally round jah's throne and playing there rather old fashioned instruments for celebration

well wot shoud i say, know that


yours, haselore kohl