Doing the Roskilde thing (delayed post)

Oh dear. It has been a while, and a whole lot has happened.

Hello Roskilde:

What can I say? Four days of mayhem. I've posted the pics to my facebook account, so I won't bother to repost them here. We were spoiled with VIP status (thanks to Hello), so we had showers and could escape to the press area when the general scene got to be too much. Our protected campsite meant that I did not experience anyone peeing on my tent - which is apparently a common occurrence in the regular camping. Plus, it meant that none of us got too smelly, which is always good.

Didn't drink as much as I feared - afraid my system doesn't really do the hardcore partying thing anymore, but saw some amazing bands. Cocorosie was my personal favorite.

Also, one final note about peeing - I have never seen so many people peeing in public in one place. I am serious. Women squatting down barely on the edge or sometimes even in the middle of the crowd, men against every wall and every tree. Have to admit I was super thankful that it didn't rain like last year, which made it easy to avoid all the wet spots.

Diesel ran this human car wash, where dirty people could get hosed down by hot women in bikinis. (As showers were few and far between in general camping - it's a pretty good draw). I thought that was an interesting bit of marketing. They even had a window where you could watch as it happened. As you can see, this was often as crowded as the wash itself.

Hello brings you a poker tournament - a story told in pictures

So I've heard over the past few months that quite a few people who come across this blog do so because they want to learn more about Hello (the agency where I work). Last Friday was the Hello poker tournament, which seems a perfect way to introduce the curious to the odd universe that is Hello.


When we do things, we don't really go for half measures. So for this poker night, we brought in professional dealers and regulation tables. To kick us off, Event Poker talked us through the rules of Texas Hold 'Em.




There were prizes.


And suspense.



And, of course, the key ingredient for any successful Hello night.


There was laughter.


And tattoos.


And did I mention?


There were winners.


And those that were not so fortunate.


In the end, it all came down to one table.


One by one they went down.


And then there were two.


The pressure was on.


But in the end, there can be only one.


Guess who that was?

(You'll notice I didn't choose to post about Hello Race Day a few weeks ago where I came in 24th out of 28. Hey, it's my blog. I'll sugar-coat if I feel like it.)