Fire Island

After working quite long hours over the last few weeks, the spirit of buck was a bit down, even though we finally got the new office almost completely furnished. Actually this couch was a bed for almost everyone by now.

Another great thing about living at the office is a constant supply of food from restaurants in the hood. This here is the result of an indoor BBQ. I feel like I ate out of plastic containers for the last weeks. And I can"t stand this stuff anymore - so I decided to get into serious cooking. If you - Dear Reader - have any cool recipes that you can recommend - I would be delighted to try them out at my kitchen. Thank you.

And of course everyone wants to play his or her music out loud to punish the co-workers ears (i still think that anyone here is really into Gekloeppel and Liebhouse).
And it's not like we're obsessed with a certain producer of mp3-players, but it's just easier to keep them apart once they're all black.

But then the delivery day (d-day, hihihi) was over and the weekend came and we spent a chillaxing-weekend on fire island, that's about here:

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And it was amazingly beautiful. The beach was almost empty, the waves really high and the sun was burning sunburns on our backs.

Emmett was not impressed at all, but being from California requires that attitude towards sand and water I guess. But he took the most amazing pictures ever, please check them out here, on his flickr account: KLICK

Our house, in the middle of the island...lalalala

Everyone was cooking something, french toasts, chicken, salads, sandwiches, rice or noodlez, surfboardsoup, elephants - i decided to cook myself a nice V&T on Ice and watched the busy colleagues chillaxing on the couch.

Under the wooden paths were usually all kinds of really big spiders, rattlesnakes and hairy monsters hiding. But they are all getting paid by the Visitors to stay under there in the dark so unfortunately I couldn't take scary pictures for you - dear reader. Well, I'll try to sneak back on the island once the season is over and hope to catch some of the unloved creatures then with Camera Diaz.

Oh, and apart from eating and drinking, we were mostly hanging out on the beach or in the hot tub - da jaccuzzi - to make the whole stay a bit more rap party like.

Best thing ever - thanks to Kate for showing us that - Chicken, steamed and cooked to perfection by inserted Beer Cans. Looks weird but tasted delissssshhhh

Yeah - beach!

More Beach, Yay!

Beach at night. With moonlight overlay.

If you - dear reader - can read this, contact the TAJ team and win an awesome price from underneath the wooden paths...

But of course being a bunch of spoiled brooklyners now, we quickly missed the sounds of gunshots and exploding cars at night and couldn't get to sleep at all, cause it was just way to quiet.

and we gonna miss that one as well, what a shame...surely be fun. If you are a republican.

Back home? This way. But watch out, Deer's crossing!

This picture doesn't make sense yet...but I'll explain it in a while - right now I am not allowed to say anything. Sorry.
So it was a really great trip, we got back super laid back and recharged, with fresh color painted on our bodies by the sun, bright white smiles and saltwater-bleached hair. Thank you very much Kate, Yker, Kitty and Kevin for setting up everything so nicely and of course for all the amazing food and drinks. I think there are more pictures about to come soon...on a blog close to you, dear reader.

Oh, and another anouncement:
www.conradostwald.com is finally online.
Thanks to Henning for that one, I really appreciate it and will totally buy you an Ice cream for programming it, once you get over here.

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