From the "There's only 400 gays and a whole lot of mirrors" file

Last night at the Friday night warm-up party, Pascal mentioned that there were a couple of Dutch guys here in town at the Edelheiss, our regular bar. Of course I asked right away if it was Jan & Timon, and while he couldn't confirm that it was them, of course as morning broke and I checked my messages, it is indeed them here in town this weekend for the Oktoberfest kickoff. Small world, this here planet. We've had a great day with them and a few other friends, starting with a brunch, and morphing into some coffee and beer on the Pestalozzistrasse, catching up on things. We've had extra special fun terrorizing the Germans as Henke and Jan put on their super-special dirndls for the afternoon coffee and were seen blowing kisses to the people walking by and gawking. I think the girls were just jealous at their very impressive cleavage.