- baue/entwickle Möbel .... wofür man kein Werkzeug zu Montage benötigt / Bevorzugt Betten (😉)
Das hört sich für mich sehr interessant an muss ich sagen.
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- baue/entwickle Möbel .... wofür man kein Werkzeug zu Montage benötigt / Bevorzugt Betten (😉)
Das hört sich für mich sehr interessant an muss ich sagen.
Damals, also vor Frau und Kindern.. hatte ich 3 Hobbys..
1. SV1000 Streetfighter Umbau
2. CBR900RR im Renntrimm
3. HD Forty Eight
Mit allen 3 Motorrädern hab ich im Jahr ca. 15000 km geschrubbt.
Ach ja gespielt hab ich auch noch etwas.
Jetzt hab ich zwar die Motorräder noch, aber keine Zeit mehr..
Ein bisschen spät, aber....das ist eins meiner 3 Hobbies, wenn halt Zeit ist👍
Auf deinem Bild finde ich das Raiders Cap top. "Raiders4ever" - jetzt mit Coach Chucky, an der Seitenlinie, in Las Vegas. ✌😁
Auf deinem Bild finde ich das Raiders Cap top. "Raiders4ever" - jetzt mit Coach Chucky, an der Seitenlinie, in Las Vegas. ✌😁
😂 ist noch ein original LA👍
😂 ist noch ein original LA👍
👍
Ich habe noch eine original LA Regen Jacke, während eines Monday Night Game im Stadion Fan Shop gekauft. Leider haben sich meine Körperformen etwas zu sehr ausgedehnt, weshalb sie mir nicht mehr passt und nur noch am Kleiderhacken hängt. 😂
Schiefer ?
Schiefer ?
Schiefer...
WOW, Dyna 😍👍👌👏
Ich bin beeindruckt. Tolles Hobby.
Da ich ja im Moment die Zeit totschlagen muss .... und gerade mal wieder darüber gestolpert bin muss ich das UNBEDINGT teilen. Sorry. Einfach immer noch sooooooo geil.....und ja, natürlich der Bezug zum IGN und Hobby. Passt hoffentlich hier rein.
Play it loud - UP THE IRONS
Text (frei nach oder inspiriert von Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on
The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime
Sailing on and on and north across the sea
Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me
"Day after day, day after day
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
All the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink"
There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide
See, onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but here's two
Death and she life in death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She, she, life in death
She lets him live, her chosen one
"One after one by the star dogged moon
Too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang
And cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump
They dropped down one by one"
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God's creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain
Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes
And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and the mariner's left alone
And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilot's boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto him
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins
The mariner's bound to tell of his story
To tell this tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made
And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on
Alles anzeigenDa ich ja im Moment die Zeit totschlagen muss .... und gerade mal wieder darüber gestolpert bin muss ich das UNBEDINGT teilen. Sorry. Einfach immer noch sooooooo geil.....und ja, natürlich der Bezug zum IGN und Hobby. Passt hoffentlich hier rein.
Play it loud - UP THE IRONS
Text (frei nach oder inspiriert von Samuel Taylor Coleridge)
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on
The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears, they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime
Sailing on and on and north across the sea
Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me
"Day after day, day after day
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
All the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink"
There calls the mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide
See, onward she comes
Onward she nears out of the sun
See, she has no crew
She has no life, wait but here's two
Death and she life in death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She, she, life in death
She lets him live, her chosen one
"One after one by the star dogged moon
Too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang
And cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump
They dropped down one by one"
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God's creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea
Then down in falls comes the rain
Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes
And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and the mariner's left alone
And then a boat came sailing towards him
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilot's boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto him
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins
The mariner's bound to tell of his story
To tell this tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made
And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on
Wieso Zeit totschlagen...🤔🙄
Wieso Zeit totschlagen...🤔🙄
Krank zu Hause und, siehe anderer Thread, FA läuft nicht mehr. Was hätte ich jetzt Zeit... Doppelt Pech
Das ist doch alles kein Beinbruch...☺️
Gibt da ja noch so viele andere Dinge...
Bloß Fallout...das ist doof...
Würde dich jetzt moralisch Aufbauen...👍
Wünsche Dir gute Besserung...und das Fallout zeitnah läuft...
Hebe Dir auch ein Stück Kuchen auf...
@Ancient-Mariner - dann wünsch ich Dir gute Besserung! Iron Maiden war eine meiner Lieblingsbands.... Gott, wie habe ich die Konzerte geliebt!!!
Ancient-Mariner ...du fehlst aber auch...
Ancient-Mariner Gute Besserung auch von mir 😊! Der Text ist übrigens seeehr gut, gefällt mir richtig gut 👍, die Musik aber auch 😉!
🤘*headbang*🤘
Da wir uns eben in Appalachia über den Weg gelaufen sind, geht es dir zumindest virtuell schon besser. 😁👍