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Sol Beer T Shirt
- jersey: a close-fitting pullover shirt
- T Shirt is a 1976 album by Loudon Wainwright III. Unlike his earlier records, this (and the subsequent 'Final Exam') saw Wainwright adopt a full blown rock band (Slowtrain) - though there are acoustic songs on T-Shirt, including a talking blues.
- A short-sleeved casual top, generally made of cotton, having the shape of a T when spread out flat
- A T-shirt (T shirt or tee) is a shirt which is pulled on over the head to cover most of a person's torso. A T-shirt is usually buttonless and collarless, with a round neck and short sleeves.
- Any of several other fermented drinks
- Beer is the world's most widely consumed and probably the oldest of alcoholic beverages; it is the third most popular drink overall, after water and tea.
- "Beer" is the fifth episode of the BBC sitcom Blackadder II, the second series of Blackadder, which was set in Elizabethan England from 1558 to 1603.
- An alcoholic drink made from yeast-fermented malt flavored with hops
- a general name for alcoholic beverages made by fermenting a cereal (or mixture of cereals) flavored with hops
- The basic monetary unit of Peru, equal to 100 centavos. It replaced the inti in 1991
- (Roman mythology) ancient Roman god; personification of the sun; counterpart of Greek Helios
- a colloid that has a continuous liquid phase in which a solid is suspended in a liquid
- the syllable naming the fifth (dominant) note of any musical scale in solmization
sol beer t shirt - Altamont Repeated
Altamont Repeated T-Shirt - Short-Sleeve -Men's Olive, M
Get the point across when you wear the Altamont Repeated T-Shirt, even if you don't have a microphone. You can spit mad rhymes over bass beats in front of a worthy audience when necessary. But for now, you'd rather remain the best undiscovered rapper in the city, as you watch the kids make fools of themselves on stage and sip champagne through a straw.
Material: 100% Cotton
Recommended Use: Streetwear, skate, casual
Manufacturer Warranty: Lifetime
Vienna Day 7 (11)
Day 7 of the Vienna holiday, and the last full day The final day begins! It was a mere 24 hours until I'd be flying into Newcastle airport, therefore, I wanted the final day to begin early. It... er, didn't. C+J were sound asleep intil about 10:30, despite making plans to get up early, as it was pretty much the end of the holiday. Still, one thing that was in our favour was the weather. It was absolutely boiling, and probably the warmest day since we'd got there. My first priority was to get some photos for this blog, so I started off with "The Little Stage", where the previous night's "festivities" were still sinking in... That was the bar we'd spent most of the nights in. We were to give it a miss on this last night. One other thing, as I mentioned was the "street art". One particular one I hadn't mentioned was on the outside of the Pilgramstrasse underground station, and clearly visible whichever platform you exit from. I think I'm more interested what goes through people's minds when they design such drawings. We headed back to the museum quarter, because I was particularly interested on what was happening at that harvest festival we'd found the day before. Turns out, not a lot. I'm not sure if they were still setting up, but there just seemed to be a load of tents. Maybe if the language barrier hadn't been in the way, we might have got somewhere, and knew enough about what was going on. We didn't, and left the place pretty quickly, but not before I walked out into the path of a passing cyclist, presumably getting insulted in another language. Whoopsy. We walked around the shopping area for a bit, which was a complete waste of time. Pretty much everything had five figures before the decimal point, and I was day 2 into my ?3 Matalan T-shirt. I didn't really feel in place. One thing I wanted to do, was to go up the big tower we'd seen in previous days. I missed the opportunity to go up the one in Berlin. I didn't want to miss this one. From our walk in the previous day, I knew it was one or two stops after where we'd got on the underground, so we knew we'd be in the vacinity of it when we got off the underground. It was the "Commercial Quarter" this time. I wonder, just how many quarters there were. This area was very modern. Construction was going all around us, and there were some interesting building designs. Oh, and LED streetlights. By the way, Chad. No matter how many times you post "Lamp Post Goof" as a comment, it's not getting published. How old are you? Six? Anyway, we reached a park area, which I now know as "Donaupark". It was still about half a mile away, though the perspective made it look longer. I must admit, the standard of "mindless graffiti" here was rather more upper class here, than back home in Hartlepool. A short walk though the park (for me, still with blisters, it was like a short walk with rusty nails in my socks) later, and we arrived at the tower. I clearly had no problem with the height, but Chris did. He really didn't want to go up there. There was no point trying to get him to go up if he didn't want to, so I'd do a reconnaissance mission, go up there, do what I wanted to do and see if it was as high as it made out to be. Chris could then go up with Jonathan if he wanted to. I paid my money, and headed off to the lift. The lift had a clear ceiling. As it went up, lights illuminated the lift shaft. The fact that it literally took seconds to reach the top caused confusion between me and the poor lady whose job it was to go up and down a shaft for minimal pay (f'nar!). I have the conversation 'on tape' as I forgot to stop the camera. I've not dared listen to it yet. I remember it in my head as being "awkward". Tsk. They leave me on my own for five seconds... The view was just as spectacular as I've hoped. Usual rules apply. A picture says a thousand words... What I didn't know, is that there was a revolving restaurant above my head, and I only found that out by Jonathan telling me, after his trip up there. Bugger. We hastened back from whence we came. I'm not sure if that sentence is valid in English, but it meant we returned back to the expensive shopping precinct, as Jonathan had ran out of clean shirts, and sharing a plane ride home could be rather unpleasant for those concerned. To be honest, I know fuck all about fashion, but I know one thing. Certain shops that look expensive ARE expensive. The first shop we went into, I just knew he wasn't going to get anything out of here. All of the brand names were the same as at home, except that I'd scoff at paying ?50 for a certain brand of shirt because of its label. I think I let out an audible cry when I picked up the same shirt, with a €150 price tag. Good lord, I'll stick with Matalan. At least if I spill curry onto it, there's not much of a loss. The second shop we went into was a little more reasonable.One thing that struck me as
I've been walking the Southdowns. I even arrived in Brighton, but didn't go much further. It kept on raining. & 1 Of the soles of my shoes got loose. I stayed in a youth hostel in a tiny village & walked my way to Lewes, to get my shoe repaired. I felt lost. Especially thanks to the old major in retirement who ran the hostel at that moment. He treated me as if I was 1 of his soldiers. Which I was not. The only thing I ever did was going to the boy scouts. That's what I think about when somebody reminds me of the Southdowns.
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