Friday, October 25, 2002

New Update:

We had a day full of the best entertainment you can get. First we went to the opening of Rockefeller Center Ice Rink. That's where you expect classy ice skating, double to triple axles, that kind of thing. What we got was an olympic gold medalist who solemnly skated onto the ice and then pulled out a dog hand puppet and performed to "who let the dogs out" Woof. (Though after reviewing this web page we are glad he did not bring the life size female dummy.) We got it all on tape. Uli was laughing so hard she could not hold the camera, though. We pissed off all the good American ice skating fans around us, too.

But it got better from then on. We had tickets to see the "Carson Daly Show". Never heard of the guy. Ulisch kept calling him Dawson. Anyway. It turned out to be some kind of talk show. At least the guest was Tim Robbins (Tim Robbins rulez!!) which was really cool. Dawson was o.k., too. Musical entertainment was provided by some of New York's finest bands. Earwax. (Actually, they were called Earshot, but they really sounded like earwax.) Made us wish for earPLUGS. They took away our chairs so we would go up to the stage and cheer Earwax. If you look really hard (October 31 we think around 11.30) you might see us in the second row. No, we are not crying, we are just laughing so hard at the "I am Satan" attitude of the singer that our faces look like we are crying. Pissed off all the good American Earwax fans around us, too.


Now we are in Washington, DC. They just caught the sniper they had been looking for all the time. They say it was hard police investigations, we say it was our good karma influencing the luck of Washingtonians. At last we have found our true purpose in life: bringing happiness and joy to humankind. We will be touring the Middle East next. Israel, we are coming! Palestinians, do not worry. We have the solution to all your problems. Our (divine, I might add) intervention will solve all problems right away. But we will be here in Washington till Saturday. Try the veal.

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