Meet my homiez

Guys, did you see the premiere of STANDUP! yesterday? Oh maaan it was cool! If you couldn't get to the show yesterday, it would be advisable to make the ticket reservation now (info@blauefrau.com) for tonight. Last chance to see her performance, people.

Here's a little sneak peek of the show:

Uuuu, who's that mysterious lady?

While I'm at it, I could introduce my house and some of my friends here to y'all. There are some weird creatures (sorry fellas, if you're reading this: with all respect) lurking around here, that you might not have noticed. Let's start with a couple of pics of da house:

The main bar area

Good place to chillax

Random party pic!

One of my favourite spots: the bar

 Yeap, that's my home sweet home. Wanna meet my friends now? Okay, first just a word of warning: some of them might seem pretty weird, but the're all cool in their own way when you get to know them.

Lovely ladies 2 and 4

These lovely ladies are sextuplets (this is when six babies are born at the same time, and not what you thought) and they all have pretty names (at least I think so), but one thing you need to know about me is that I have a terrible memory (that is why I take so many pictures btw), so I cannot recall those beautiful names for the life of me. So, I call them lovely girl number 1, lovely girl number 2, lovely girl number 3, lovely girl number 4, lovely girl number 5 and lovely girl number 6 (I know you are not stupid and you got the idea but it is bad enough that I don't remember their names - I have to at least mention them all in this post).

Anyhow, contrary to expectations, the lovely ladies are licensed attorneys and they own a law firm called "Van der Linden and Associates". There is no one called Van der Linden in the firm but they thought it sounded fancy enough and you always need a fancy name when opening a law firm.

After a long day of hard attorneyfull work the lovely ladies enjoy pole dancing; they say it is fun and keeps them in shape. Oh, and they are also nudists, in case you didn't notice.

 

Don't let Papi's sunglasses fool you

The guy's name is Papi. He refuses to talk about his past, which makes me believe that it is either dark or plain boring; I don't really care, to be honest. 

But yeah, he is checking you out (that's what the sunglasses are for).

The babbling Parrot

This poor birdy ran (or should I say flew?) away from a pirate ship, where it was held captive by being glued with superglue to the captain's shoulder.

Okay, this is not entirely true: there was no glue involved. The real reason for the escape was its dissatisfaction with the cookies it was being fed. Parrot swears they were unbearably bad - it suspected that those were in fact dog biscuits (which is completely unacceptable in the parrot world). Parrot is silent during the day, but when all the guests are gone, it just starts blabbing and chattering, driving me absolutely bananas. It just goes on and on and on. And on.

 

"I mustache you a question..."

 Meet Draco. It grew a mustache during Movember and is refusing to let go of it, even though it's already December! The thing is, that a certain someone complemented it on the beautiful 'stache and that's when Draco decided to keep it forever, until death do them (Draco and mustache) part.

The lovely ladies beg Draco to get rid of it (facial hair on a snake really bothers them for some reason) bribing it with Sherry and pumpkin seeds, but there is just no way; the 'stache is here to stay (hehe, it rhymed!).

 

George the Head, the non-Santa

 This is George. George is a head. George the Head cannot lead a normal life due to the fact that it resembles Santa Clause's head way too much. Little kids always run up to George, asking for Christmas presents and expressing their disappointment with the lack of George's body. They are specifically concerned with the absence of lap, where they all seem to want to sit. Weird kids, George says.
George also says that the day it decided to get a red hat during its trip to the Santa village in Lapland was the worst day of its life. Must be tough.

 

Gunther likes to use his head

Carrying on with the topic of heads, here is Gunther. Gunther has no idea how it found itself in the barbecue. This is a mystery worthy of Mr. Holmes's time. Since the barbecue is located in immediate proximity to the lip phone, everyone just assumed that Gunther is a secretary. Now Gunther takes calls. Come on, call Gunther. You know you want to.

One of the members of Los Flamingos

  Many years ago (on the dawn of everything indie) these feathery beauties formed an indie trance band and called themselves Los Flamingos. Now they are spending their retirement days in Pop Up Art House doing nothing but squabble, although they never have anything interesting to say. They are purdy though!

"... and yea maan, I remember when Jimi came to the stage..."

These two don't talk much - unless you mention Woodstock or the Doors, but I don't suggest that you do that because that will ignite them to a long dragged speech which will lull you into deep sleep, and after two hours when you wake up they are still at it. Their names? Never stayed awake long enough to find out.

So those are just a few of my friends here; some of the other ones are a bit more shy and still afraid of this internet thing, so they asked me not to put their pictures here - yet. But they'd really like to meet you though, so come visit them and say hello! They're here pretty much 24/7, although Los Flamingos seem to mysteriously disappear from time to time... I'm beginning to suspect that they're secret agents. Hmm...

And what about my picture, you might ask. Well, I'll give you a clue: I like hanging out around the bar area, and sometimes we like to play dice with Parrot. Let's see if you find me now ;)

See you soon,

the Stranger