this was dreamed by Ori on the..... - 09.03.2000 -

....first I was in some industrial area. Of course skating :-) Two skaters approached me and offert me to take me to a good spot to skate at. We were in Bensheim. The place, they took me to, was really great. Just marble,......We skated for some while until a person with a crane arrived, who had to deliver something to the building we were at. He parked the crane in front of the building we had been skating in front of. We stopped skating and tried to make a harmless impression. The person - a man - was standing quite a while in front of the building, when a heavy-goods-vehicle arrived at a really low speed and crashed really slow into the crane. But inspite of this really slow approach a real terrible accident was the outcome. An ambulance came and the staff immediately gave the order for absolute silence. Because of this the driver of the heavy-goods-vehicle received some heavy NARCOTICA and, when he couldn't resist any longer, was placed inside a transparent tent for emergencies, that the ambulance-staff had quickly put up on the parking-lot. I don't know, how one can take the time of a watch this wrong , but one of the skaters succeeded and told me, it was 4 a.m. although it was still bright day. So I decided to head home. Back home we where standing at a corner in some very good neighborhood. On the way home, we had passed the broadcasting-studios of the broadcaster ZDF in Mainz/Germany, where I was desperately looking for one of the studios, but couldn't locate. At the corner - in a Mini-ramp, we met up with some crazy people. Matthias Pfalzgraf was skating the mini - not bad! Me too, but because of the strange Vinyl-slippers I was wearing on my feet, I couldn't skate at all. The crazy people were wearing those too. They were singing and dancing about to some hiphop-beat, all wearing those same vinyl-slippers and 70ies hippie-suits in brown and lightblue. When one was singing, there would always happen something strange with his head. Unfortunately, I can't remember but one. A small man dipped his head into liquid latex and lighted it, when it was stuck to his head. The stuff was streaming down his head, all the while burning, while his head disappeared slowly until just the burning streams of latex were giving one an impression of the shape of his face/head.  After the song was finished, we asked for the meaning of the song. The band's name was 'Fettes Brot' - means something like thick/massive bread - and they had sung us their new song. Sounded great. We were again waiting at the corner, when suddenly a lot of people arrived - some out of a 11th grade class from highschool, some 'Old Members' of the PV,..... - and brought bubbleling, sparkeling real green wine with them. Everyone got really drunk. One 'OM' handed me his glas of wine and his sandwich. The sandwich was fantastic!  It was made of a whole loaf of bread, that had a  sauce-reservoir filled with great cocktail-sauce and a fresh cucumber built-in before it had been baked. This three ingredients - this way - could be eaten together in a perfekt way, what I did! Perfect! The 'OM'  got a bit annoyed as I drank and ate everything he had handed me with the intention of letting me have a try. He was off. We walked up the road to the next corner, where we suddenly were in Kempten/Germany. There was our old school, where someone was having a party, that a lot of people  of the wine-try-out ealier were attending.  2 people stayed till the end of the  party. At some point one of them had some cream-like red and white liquid inside his green wine. Circling the glass arround he tried to mix both of the liquids, but didn't succeed. Instead a lot of the liquids passed to the ground and made a real mess. In addition he started to drink his self-brew and squirted it all arround. Everything got real sticky! We tried to tell him to stop, as some of the people, that were hosting the party, already started cleaning up his mess. I tried to get the thoughts of the second guy, who was grown-up but still only 3ft tall, into the right direction again. But he was already so drunk, he didn't realize a thing. He was so weak, weighting in my hands, that I couldn' t shake him to wake him up. So I decided to put him on a table, that was next to us, to shake him up there. After many tries, that took me a nearly non-human effort - I guess he was the same weight as me - I had him up there and could start shaking (Oha!) to wake him up. He got real angry, that I had lifted him on the table and started telling me his the story of his bad fate. Suddenly there was a bear - Samson - in whose tail-crevice the small man had been born and raised. The bear had a very long tail and a zipper on his back. In there he could stuff his long tail,after bending it, and it there was still room for the little man, who now had to go back in there. The zipper was shut - finshed. We went to the corner again. Thorben and Andrea arrived who had bougth a house near the corner. We watched for some time, as they unloaded their old red car, as Andrea planted some flowers on the path to the house and as as time went by everything got real cosy.  Thorben told us, that the house had been sold to them for a very nice price, so they couldn't resist - although not yet married. But in Love! We talked about the one real love and somehow - as Anke, my sister, was hosting a party on the street outside the house - my mom walked by. I took her in my arms, we looked us deep in the eyes - like Tango-dancers do - difficult to describe - and she told me that there could be only one real love: between mother and son. At this point I awoke shotgun! Puuuuuuuh! My mouth was really dry.........
 
as always - comments to ori - if You think, this crap is worth a thousand kicks in the.... or any other punishments, You maybe thought of while reading the above :-)