The NimbWits

I was at Punks Undead in Copenhagen tonight! The good news is that neither I nor punk is dead! The bad thing is: I took the last picture of The NimbWits 00:01, was put in a taxi 01:46 and was in my bed at 02:01! What I remember from that hour and 45 minutes is that Sisse asking where my photo bag and jacket is that I heeled my guts out in the urinal (sorry cleaning) that someone says 'I have his lens' that I are put in a taxi! Much more I can't remember! The strange thing is I only had six beers and the blackout came from one moment to the next! I lost control of everything, couldn't stand on my legs or remember anything from that moment!

Without having to explain away or come up with conspiracy theories like 'someone put something in my beer', I would like to thank everyone who helped me! I got all my stuff home also the lens!