Tomorrow. Wednesday. Plans? In my case: A Philips event at Friedrichstadtpalast.
In theory, we could continue to Farbfernseher for a vodka/rhubarb, tip-tapping toes to the sound of Hrdvsion and Mano le Tough.
Then Soulfooled label night at Watergate or do the “I-have-to-hold-my-crotch-to-avoid-loosing-my-pants”-walk, saying wazzup while walking entering WEEKEND to dig Tony Touch. Btw, can one read irony?
Sounds great. In theory. Maybe except for Tony T. And when leaving out facts like having to get up early on Thursday.
