But The Clouds Break After Half An Hour (Lær Deg Poledance)
Saturday, 11th May 2913.
May’s been s a grey month in Bergen. it’s pouring down again today, and the light rail coaches smell like somebody’s pissed in them. it was just a matter of time before that happened, I guess, but the annual Nordic Media Days are in town, and both NRK and Rubicon have booked early tables at our place before the awards show later tonight and their schedules are so tight that I feel I should check in just to see that everything runs as it should. it does. it’s raining hard when they sit down to dine, but the clouds break after half an hour and when they leave there’s not even a drop of rain. the tv pictures outside Grieghallen look great.
Nedre Nygård is covered in pole dancing lessons posters. twenty years ago the posters would’ve been for the film society or some marxism study circle. the posters light up and look great against the grey brick walls. it was just a matter of time before the commies and the film geeks stopped pegging posters to walls and left it all to the babes instead, I guess.
it was raining hard, but the clouds broke and now there’s not even a drop of rain. the tv pictures look great.