Oh the good old times... Part 1

Everyone of us has a best friend. I miss my best friend horribly, so I´ll just write about her.

Fids and me got to know cause our mothers were friends. It was quiet obvious that this was a good choice, Fids Mom beeing the only Punk in town and Mom who was looked down upon for living with two men (in case you wonder: they actually just shared the rent for the house they lived in. However this was consideres scandalous on the country-side in the early 80s. However the fact that my grandfather was living together with a man himself and this not to pay the rent made it probably not easier.).

Fids was two years younger than me (about 3-4 years old, which results in the fact that we know since 22 years now) and we met when we went to Karneval all together. Fids was dressed up as a cat and i was dressed up as a vampire. At first we didn´t really like each other and I don´t think we hang out at this ocassion at all, but somehow we grew together.

We started off as two people beeing very different. She a really confident, headstrong, demanding child and I uber-shy, quiet and a dreamer. What united us was that we both were unique and creative personalities. You may call us the freaks of town. Over the years our differences faded and we fit together perfectly.

Childhood together was quiet fun. Her Mom lived in the neighborhood in the forrest about 10-15 minutes by foot so we ran through the forrests or our wild garden with the cherry tree. boy, did we do some stuff together! Not only did we write weird poetry together (an exerpt: "A swan swam in the desert, but when I finally kissed it, it only said goodbye to me"), we even trained for the case we´d get kidnapped someday (with ropes. Since this day you can feel free to call me the Houdini of Pin up. No ties can hold me down) and in later years we occassionally skipped school together ;-)

There was only one thing we didn´t agree with: She was a Take That Fan (later it became Backstreet Boys) and little me was into Rednex and not boygroups at all. But we made the best of it: We traded whatever we found in magazines despite going on each others nerves with our music-taste as, off course, we had those cds on endless repeat to our mutual distress. Fids at least had several albums at her service while I just had one. For 5 years :-D Hence Fids will forever hate Rednex and I´ll forever hate Boygroups. ;-)

Anyway: By the time I was 22 I moved out of town cause it wasn´t fun to live there. It was all too narrow-minded and there is hardly anything where I lived. Basically exactly the place to bury your dreams, get depressive, kill your creativity and get looked down upon if you are not like everyone else (when the school-class I was in from 1rst grade got split and mixed with other classes I lost all the friends I had since Kindergarten and instead got in a whole bunch of bullies. There were not used to me beeing a bit different so they tortured me at every chance) .

A few years later Fids moved away, too, however somewhere totally else than I did. We see each other on ocassions like X-Mas or eastern nowadays cause it is quiet a few hundred kilometers difference.

While I´m more of a pin up type she really has a gypsy/hippie/goth thing going on that would be ridiculous on everyone else but matches her to perfection. you could tell that we are connected in mind, cause it can happen that one of us thinks of the other and suddenly the phone rings and it´s her! We also share a talent of dreaming things in advance. Maybe running through the forrests made us witches or something. Not only are we best friends, we are sisters in mind. There is no one else with that I can philosophy about the weirdest stuff or with that I fail so hard finding anything on the world map. We mutually inspire each other!

I think I might post some more stuff about good old times and other people I have met, but let´s see. I could share my weirdest Rednex-moments or how we found those leopard-print boxers at the place of a male egyptian belly dancers and his perv vases. I don´t know yet I´m just so damn nostalgic. If you feel like doing so post something you´d like to know about cause I can´t know it otherwise :-D

The weekend

Hi everyone!

My latest info is that the docu about me and the pin up course wil be released somewhen between next Wednesday and the coming week. For all those that won´t be able to catch it: I try to record it with one of those modern Online-Recorder thingies and I hope I can cut the two hours of the programm so I can put our part up on youtube very quick ;-) Since I´m working and so are unable to watch RTL Punkt 12 at lunch-time I hope my Mom will tell me when she did some Sari-spotting as she follows that programm anyway,

The weekend: As I mentioned I went to a concert with my friend Anni. Finaly a concert in my town so I was able to pick up the connection to the loaction easily and we got there in time for Soundcheck. Actually we were earlier than the band, but that´s no news for us ;-)

So who have we been visiting anyway? Does anyone remember the song "Cotton Eye Joe" by Rednex that was a huuuge worldwide hit in the 90s? If you do, you either love of hate it. I know Mary Joe, that´s the pretty blonde lady singing it, since 1996 when me and Anni were taking care of her fanclub. Since that time we allways get free access to concerts, tv-shows, festivals and backstage-areas they are playing at. Yay! They´ve been doing a lot of stuff in Sweden, Romania and all over the world lately so we didn´t see for a while now, but it´s allways nice to meet and talk about the good ol´times. Plus both Anni and Mary Joe are mothers now so the kids can play together in the spare-time. You can bet we never dreamt of bringing our kids to Rednex-concerts when we were admiring teenage-girls. I´m actually waiting for the group-pic we did with Annis camera and maybe I´ll post it if we don´t look too horrid. It was shot at about 1 in the morning so I can´t garanty for anything... I hope it won´t take another year to see again.