Stand-up comedy på Kulkaféen

Jeg var inde og se noget stand-up på Kulkaféen i går. Det var sådan en sidste øjebliks ting, men jeg er godt nok glad for at jeg kom af sted! Selvom der var alt alt for varmt (vinduerne er skruet fast derinde, så der er ikke noget med frisk luft…!) var det nogle af de ‘rigtig store’ navne.

Carsten Eskelund var vært og han gjorde det (som altid?) super godt. Så optrådte MC. Han var nok den der gjorde det dårligst den aften – størstedelen af hans materiale var genbrug fra et gammelt show.

Så gik Michael Schøt på og lavede et rigtig godt show!

Efter pausen gik Frank Hvam på. Man kunne godt mærke at vi blev brugt som ‘prøve’ publikum til et kommende show som måske ikke var blevet helt slebet i alle kanter, men det var stadig godt!

Endelig sluttede Povl Carstensen af. Det var blevet meeget varmt på det tidspunkt, men han kæmpede sig flot igennem, med sin lidt mere ‘afdæmpede’ stil.

Alt i alt rigtig godt underholdning, faktisk ærgerligt at jeg ikke får smuttet på Kulkaféen noget oftere. Men det kan man jo kun prøve at lave om på… Efter stand-up komikerne stod den på et par øl rundt omkring.

(Og fuck hvor var det i øvrigt koldt i går!)

… og så er jeg vist efterhånden også på vej ud af døren, skal til ESN-Copenhagen Mentor day om 45 minutter…

With friends like these, who needs underwear?

When I got up from bed this morning and was looking through my closet for clean clothes I could not find any underpants. First I was very confused, both because there were lots of sock at the place where my underpants usually are (can underwear transform itself to socks in 24 hours?), and also I could have sworn that it was not that long ago since I last did laundry, so there should have be plenty. Very strange.

I decided to go for a bath, get my contact lenses on, wake up a bit more and come back for a close look.
Nope, they were still gone when I came back. I looked at some of the other drawers, but no luck.

So, when I got home from school today I found a plastic bag full of underwear in my living room… The plot thickens!

I called up the usual suspect, Esben, who moved to Amager yesterday with the help of Mark and Rasmus. He told me that Mark and Rasmus had pulled the little stunt on me while they were helping Esben move yesterday. So Esben had returned the bag today, when he came to pick up the last things and fix a few other stuff.

… so what I really need now is a evil scheme to get back at them.

Oh the pain…

The pain helps me remember that I’m alive! My legs hurt quite a lot when I walk around. Not so much when I sit or if I stand still.
I went running yesterday evening by myself. I got all the way around all the lakes – twice. And all in about 1 hour and 5-10 minutes. It’s the first time that I have run so long a distance (it’s roughly 12.5 km, give or take), but with Eremitage løbet coming up this Sunday, not one moment to soon.

Monday I went with Esben to see All Gore‘s An Inconvenient Truth in Dagmar. I didn’t expect much but was to some extend pleasantly surprised. It’s basically one long presentation of his ‘slide show’ that he has given several times, spiced up with a few anecdotes, fancy graphics and similar.
Living in Europe and living (for better and for worse) the life that I do, of course the movie also had a message to me, but I felt a lot of it was very much for the American audience. Also, a lot of the information was in no way new to me, although some things were put into quite other perspectives.

While walking home from the cinema Esben and I talked about what to do about the situation/problems that the movie brought up. Our conversation covered a lot of ground, and our ideas spread from on the one hand start really using less energy, and use environmentally friendly energy, to on the other hand getting ready to live in a Water World like world, and starting already now looking into growing gills.

Hidden political messages in Aqua lyrics?

Last Sunday (the Sunday that resulted in quite a hangover for me Saturday) Rasmus and I, while under heavy influence of alcohol, started analyzing old Aqua lyrics.

Mostly one would associate Aqua and their lyrics with shallow bubblegum pop, but in the middle of the My Oh My tune, you hear René Dif‘s vocal singing:

Gotta steal from the rich when they don’t know I’m comin’
Gotta give to the poor, no time for lovin’

If that is not old fashioned socialist propaganda, I don’t know what is… Who would have thought that about Aqua – not me, that’s for sure…

Dybtegående journalistik?!?

Ved første øjekast ser Tivolis Himmelskibet ud som en hvilken som helst anden forlystelse. Se f.eks. billedet her:

Himmelskibet

Men det har jo ikke været billigt at bygge! Så ligesom man gør når man efterforsker organiseret kriminalitet har jeg sidet og overvejet… hvor kommer pengene fra?
Svaret er selvfølgelig sponsor penge! Men hvem ville dog sponsorerer sådan en forlystelse? Ved at kaste øjnene på nedenstående nærbillede af Himmelskibet tror jeg svaret må være klart for alle…

Himmelskibet close up

Den Københavnske Piercing Industri! Hvem ellers?

Kvaster? Kan man ryge dem?!?

Kender du det at man har fået en super god ide… eller man føler at man næsten har en god ide, man skal bare lige samle tankerne og formulere den rigtigt og præcist, før man kan sprede budskabet om sin nye ide, der uden tvivl vil bringe fred og lykke til hele jordens befolkning?

Kender du det?

… og så når man endelig har den, og lige trækker vejret og tænker over det en ekstra gang, så var det måske ikke sååå god en ide (men stadig en ok ide)?

Anyway, jeg fik tilsendt dette billede fra Rasmus:

Kvast

tror det er fra en fest for snart et par år siden. Jeg tror fyren på billedet har det sådan med ideen. Den er der næsten, men ikke helt… hvem ved?