Return of the Claw (tm)
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Wines consumed: at least 18 (I lost count, forgive me)
Immitating Ministry Of Funny Walks walking: 1
Ciggies: 2 packets
Hugs: in my imagination only 5
Loelz: once again, many
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Going Memento style.... starting of with the last experiences beacuse my mind is like a cheese, the older I get the more holes get into my brainz.
Tuesday, april 4th
Ellieuw loelz, just rolled in to my codomium, and once again I had a splendid evening. Phew, I dont even know where to start. Let's do it the Memento-way, I start off today, had a wonderful work day with a lot of hazars and funny customers nagging (I love them, do they love me? I wonder)
Came in around 1815 hours and ordered a delicious "Varkenshaasje Saté with French fries" (EUR 11,50 but it rocks!) combined with a glass of milk (too bad it was not Alkmaar goat milk, but I accepted, swallowed and lived).
Introducing new flesh (and yet very old flesh, hehehe): it is named Dr. Kaboom (also known als the Ouwe Rukker). Rodrillo is still suffering from his allergym bless you my friend and I hope the anti biotics rock ;) Representing on our Stammtisch: from left to right: Claw, Lord Of The Antz, Iceman, and Dr Kaboom, later mr Mooses joined us (bless you sweety). Had a wonderful conversation about eh universe and other minor things. Antman told us to watch "Dark city" (inclusing Kiefer) or should I watch National Pornographic (thanks Anty). We were talking about a funny scientific thing: put a rope arond a football and then take it off and add 1 meter, the space between the football and the rope will be 16 cm. Now take the earth and do the same thing: funny enough (we are talking about 40.000 km) it still will be 16 cm. How can that be? Mathematically Dr Kaboom explained us and he is fully right. Loel. I will leave out the equations derived from Dr Kaboom, because this blog is for the simple minds ;) Bless you for your contribution to science. Ok, rabbits glow in the dark, especially when you are near Chernobyl.
Mooses, queen of desperation (playing with words, I LOVE it) is about to have a big Vondelpark party: playing around with ropes and equator belly buttons, don't we all love mother earth?
After the fuzz (good luck with job hunting Mr Kaboom) I went back to Cheesy Town and dropped in into Cheesy Bar. Mum and Dad were around and I talked with the Male Kiwi (aka Paul) and The Biologist). Should we consider pets to be the same as children was the main question, AZ (Alkmaar rulez) won with 3-2 from NAC (fuckers). And then our own private movie started called "The witch from Hamburg": this day (big fatty with long greasy white hair) was thrown out of the "Stad en Land Hotel" nearby and was collecting her stuff and brought to the station entrance. One thing I have to tell: Cheesy Bar is full of big windows so we can watch and enjoy the suffering of others ;) This lady went and collect her bags but funny enough she needed four times to collect her luggage walking back and forth to pick everything up, in the meantime she put her luggage in front of the station entrance and after that she was looking around bewildered, tried to pick up a guy to (shag with)/help her (last trains was gone) and just went bezerk. Finally some Marrocan guys checked her out but were disappointed and went into the nearest bar leaving miss Witchy behind. I will explain later, you had to see it to enjoy (looked like one of the short Dutch movies students make to pass their exam).
Cheese mum went to bed and Cheese dad invited me to have a look at the neigbours (Dido's). Not much going on there, drank a quicky and went to the other neigbour, De Drinkerij to check out Mr Mike. Had some "business talks" about barry things going on, profit and personnel, splendid, I enjoyed and picked the latest info about Alkmaar Bar Life.
Monday, april 3rd
Bionic, Iceman, Antman, Claw were playing drinking games. Let me introduce you to some of that. Numero uno: one person starts off with a question like "things that are black and are easily swallowed" or easier "capitals"; everyone included has to answer clockwise and the one hesotaing to long looses and has to drink (elbows in front). Another one: make a circle and start with "Fuzzy duck", go clockwise repeating this until someone says "does he?", then counter clockwise answer "Ducky Fuzz" and go one... the first one to pronouce wrong looses (it's all about speed). Lord of the Antz had a variation on this: "Furry Muff", "has she?" and "Muffy Fur", well, whatever rubs your rewbarb ;) Got my pint of wine and forgot about a name of a rascist reggae artist (next day I found it :)) went home arund closing time AGAIN.
Sunday, april 2nd
Still sick as a skunk, sun was shining and I was only inside making my bathroom an unsafe place, cleaning up and watched a lot of teewee. Later at night I recovered and went into hotel Stad en Land meeting up with miss Irma (still I try to get her to work for the Cheesy Bar, but her sister also wanting to do this is interfering.. let's wait and see) and Snooker Jan. Also old Piet was there drinking his "Juttertjes", after a while Snooker Jan took me in his white van to a nearby snooker parlour and I LOST 2-1 (he was SO lucky, bastard). At least he drove me home and I crawled into my appartment and went listening to sentimental classical muci (I love it from to time). Went to bed without love.
Saturday, april 1st
SICK AS A TURD, unfortunately, I guess I lost the battle with my body (a strong body in a strong mind, or a strong mind into a strong boy, I still wonder wgat is true). Outside sunny as hell, but I could not enjoy, also have to skip ther Susie's meeting tonight (sorry sweeties) and just went to bed after watching a hooligan videoptape without eating anything. Didn't hurt any attendant mice or rodents, I am too good for this planet and too good for you mortals anyway ;)
Friday, March 31st
Cheesy town day, meeting up with The New Zealander, Aussi Jürgen, NUON Roland and some other material. Wonderful as always, stayed too long, drank too much (forgive me). Not much I van say about this evening, just had a great time, discussed about relative easy universal matters.
Phew, sorry guys, I was out for too long and have to look up Mooses blog to see if he put our very interesting conversation into something useful and remindable. I think you can ;)
Have a good night sleep, Rodrillo, take care and Bionic hope to catch up with you soon so I can beet you in drinking games. Anyway, I think it is big achievement already to type all this hit without making ONE mistake, and that at 3:13. Worship me please.
CHEEERRS!
Signed: Claw (tm)
Oh one thing, if I would make drawings and call them "Clawings (tm)", would they sell? Can I be rich and happy after all?
=======================
Wines consumed: at least 18 (I lost count, forgive me)
Immitating Ministry Of Funny Walks walking: 1
Ciggies: 2 packets
Hugs: in my imagination only 5
Loelz: once again, many
=======================
Going Memento style.... starting of with the last experiences beacuse my mind is like a cheese, the older I get the more holes get into my brainz.
Tuesday, april 4th
Ellieuw loelz, just rolled in to my codomium, and once again I had a splendid evening. Phew, I dont even know where to start. Let's do it the Memento-way, I start off today, had a wonderful work day with a lot of hazars and funny customers nagging (I love them, do they love me? I wonder)
Came in around 1815 hours and ordered a delicious "Varkenshaasje Saté with French fries" (EUR 11,50 but it rocks!) combined with a glass of milk (too bad it was not Alkmaar goat milk, but I accepted, swallowed and lived).
Introducing new flesh (and yet very old flesh, hehehe): it is named Dr. Kaboom (also known als the Ouwe Rukker). Rodrillo is still suffering from his allergym bless you my friend and I hope the anti biotics rock ;) Representing on our Stammtisch: from left to right: Claw, Lord Of The Antz, Iceman, and Dr Kaboom, later mr Mooses joined us (bless you sweety). Had a wonderful conversation about eh universe and other minor things. Antman told us to watch "Dark city" (inclusing Kiefer) or should I watch National Pornographic (thanks Anty). We were talking about a funny scientific thing: put a rope arond a football and then take it off and add 1 meter, the space between the football and the rope will be 16 cm. Now take the earth and do the same thing: funny enough (we are talking about 40.000 km) it still will be 16 cm. How can that be? Mathematically Dr Kaboom explained us and he is fully right. Loel. I will leave out the equations derived from Dr Kaboom, because this blog is for the simple minds ;) Bless you for your contribution to science. Ok, rabbits glow in the dark, especially when you are near Chernobyl.
Mooses, queen of desperation (playing with words, I LOVE it) is about to have a big Vondelpark party: playing around with ropes and equator belly buttons, don't we all love mother earth?
After the fuzz (good luck with job hunting Mr Kaboom) I went back to Cheesy Town and dropped in into Cheesy Bar. Mum and Dad were around and I talked with the Male Kiwi (aka Paul) and The Biologist). Should we consider pets to be the same as children was the main question, AZ (Alkmaar rulez) won with 3-2 from NAC (fuckers). And then our own private movie started called "The witch from Hamburg": this day (big fatty with long greasy white hair) was thrown out of the "Stad en Land Hotel" nearby and was collecting her stuff and brought to the station entrance. One thing I have to tell: Cheesy Bar is full of big windows so we can watch and enjoy the suffering of others ;) This lady went and collect her bags but funny enough she needed four times to collect her luggage walking back and forth to pick everything up, in the meantime she put her luggage in front of the station entrance and after that she was looking around bewildered, tried to pick up a guy to (shag with)/help her (last trains was gone) and just went bezerk. Finally some Marrocan guys checked her out but were disappointed and went into the nearest bar leaving miss Witchy behind. I will explain later, you had to see it to enjoy (looked like one of the short Dutch movies students make to pass their exam).
Cheese mum went to bed and Cheese dad invited me to have a look at the neigbours (Dido's). Not much going on there, drank a quicky and went to the other neigbour, De Drinkerij to check out Mr Mike. Had some "business talks" about barry things going on, profit and personnel, splendid, I enjoyed and picked the latest info about Alkmaar Bar Life.
Monday, april 3rd
Bionic, Iceman, Antman, Claw were playing drinking games. Let me introduce you to some of that. Numero uno: one person starts off with a question like "things that are black and are easily swallowed" or easier "capitals"; everyone included has to answer clockwise and the one hesotaing to long looses and has to drink (elbows in front). Another one: make a circle and start with "Fuzzy duck", go clockwise repeating this until someone says "does he?", then counter clockwise answer "Ducky Fuzz" and go one... the first one to pronouce wrong looses (it's all about speed). Lord of the Antz had a variation on this: "Furry Muff", "has she?" and "Muffy Fur", well, whatever rubs your rewbarb ;) Got my pint of wine and forgot about a name of a rascist reggae artist (next day I found it :)) went home arund closing time AGAIN.
Sunday, april 2nd
Still sick as a skunk, sun was shining and I was only inside making my bathroom an unsafe place, cleaning up and watched a lot of teewee. Later at night I recovered and went into hotel Stad en Land meeting up with miss Irma (still I try to get her to work for the Cheesy Bar, but her sister also wanting to do this is interfering.. let's wait and see) and Snooker Jan. Also old Piet was there drinking his "Juttertjes", after a while Snooker Jan took me in his white van to a nearby snooker parlour and I LOST 2-1 (he was SO lucky, bastard). At least he drove me home and I crawled into my appartment and went listening to sentimental classical muci (I love it from to time). Went to bed without love.
Saturday, april 1st
SICK AS A TURD, unfortunately, I guess I lost the battle with my body (a strong body in a strong mind, or a strong mind into a strong boy, I still wonder wgat is true). Outside sunny as hell, but I could not enjoy, also have to skip ther Susie's meeting tonight (sorry sweeties) and just went to bed after watching a hooligan videoptape without eating anything. Didn't hurt any attendant mice or rodents, I am too good for this planet and too good for you mortals anyway ;)
Friday, March 31st
Cheesy town day, meeting up with The New Zealander, Aussi Jürgen, NUON Roland and some other material. Wonderful as always, stayed too long, drank too much (forgive me). Not much I van say about this evening, just had a great time, discussed about relative easy universal matters.
Phew, sorry guys, I was out for too long and have to look up Mooses blog to see if he put our very interesting conversation into something useful and remindable. I think you can ;)
Have a good night sleep, Rodrillo, take care and Bionic hope to catch up with you soon so I can beet you in drinking games. Anyway, I think it is big achievement already to type all this hit without making ONE mistake, and that at 3:13. Worship me please.
CHEEERRS!
Signed: Claw (tm)
Oh one thing, if I would make drawings and call them "Clawings (tm)", would they sell? Can I be rich and happy after all?
posted by Mr Cheesy Claw at 2:09 a.m.
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