It´s never a good idea for a cooking show host, to invide a bunch of dragons for a session….You might need to rebuild the studio afterwards….
Category: Allgemein
Bat Cave Club
Actually it´s pyramids she likes best…
Beachlife
A summers dream…
Mummies in private…
Murder at the Golf Club
Walking your Dogs…
Walking your dogs can be quite an adventure on a gloomy, windy evening just before darkness falls…..
Then, suddenly…..
“MEOOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!”
A bit to late to run away….
Would yelling for help be useful?
“WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE????”
“DIDN´´ `T I TELL YOU NOT TO GO AFTER DOG-PEOPLE? LET HER GO AT ONCE OR YOU WON´ T FIND ANYTHING IN YOUR BOWL LATER!!!!”
“And YOU over there! Give the dog back!”
“Meoooow! But I like it! It´ s cute!”
“I said GIVE IT BACK°”
“So sorry, they bothered you! My cats are a nasty bunch, but they´ re harmless!
“Maybe you like THEM better…..”
“HOOOOOOWWWWWWL!!!!!!”
“Don´ t worry….She´ ll be alright….They´ re just playing….The way dogs do….
Recently at the new Chinese restaurant…
Tom´s Diner
This time, we´re playing “Tom´s Diner” by Suzanne Vega for you…One of those great songs about everyday situations. So familiar to most of us. And still there is a deeper meaning….
Curtains up!
Tom´s Diner by Suzanne Vega…
I am sitting in the morning
at the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the counter
for the man to pour the coffee.
And he fills it only halfway,
but before I even argue,
he is looking out the window
at somebody coming in.
“It is always nice to see you!”
Says the man behind the counter
to the woman who has come in.
She is shaking her umbrella.
And I look the other way,
as they are kissing their hellos.
And I´m pretending not to see them.
And instead I pour the milk.
I open up the paper.
There´s a story of an actor,
who had died while he was drinking.
It was no one, I had heard of.
And I´m turning to the horoscope
and looking for the funnies,
when I´m feeling someone watching me
and so I raise my head.
There´s a woman on the outside,
looking inside, does she see me?
But she does not really see me.
`Cause she sees her own reflection.
And I´m trying not to notice,
that she´s hitching up her skirt.
And while she´s straightening her stockings,
her hair has gotten wet.
Oh, this rain it will continue
through the morning as I´m listening
to the bells of the cathedral…
I am thinking of your voice….
And of the midnight picnic once upon a time before the rain began.
And I finish up my coffee
and it´s time to catch the train.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo- doo doo….