"Pro Ehrenamt" für den deutschen Lotto- und Totoblock

"Pro Ehrenamt" für den deutschen Lotto- und Totoblock

Mit der Verleihung wurde auch deutlich gemacht, dass diese Auszeichnung verdient an den Deutschen Lotto- und Totoblock gehe, da dieser in den vergangenen Jahren durch die Förderung des Sports in Deutschland und durch die ehrenamtlichen Strukturen der insgesamt 90.000 Vereine deutlich überzeugt habe. Die Auszeichnung wurde durch den Vizepräsidenten Breitensport / Sportentwicklung Walter Schneeloch übergeben.

Voller Stolz wurde die Auszeichnung durch die derzeitigen Federführer des DLTB, Michael Burkert und Peter Jacoby, bei der 12. DSOB-Mitgliederversammlung entgegen genommen. Der Preis wird jedoch von den Vertretern des Deutschen Lotto- und Totoblocks entgegen genommen, sondern darüber hinaus machten die beiden Vertreter darauf aufmerksam, dass der Preis an alle ehrenamtlichen Helfer gehe, die viel Zeit in die Bereiche Sport, Kultur, Umwelt- und Denkmalschutz wie auch im Sozialen investieren. Die 16 Lotteriegesellschaften des Deutschen Lotto- und Totoblocks agieren als Pate mit finanzieller Unterstützung für das Ehrendamt in Deutschland. Hierzu werden pro Jahr etwa 2,8 Mrd. Euro in entsprechende Projekte zu Gunsten des Gemeinwohls investiert.

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Joe Brown Plays With Own Balls, Nike Says

Gerry Fogg rightly suspected that his departure from London would create a lively sensation at the West End. The news of the bet spread through the Reform Club, and afforded an exciting topic of conversation to its members. From the club it soon got into the papers throughout England. The boasted „tour of the world“ was talked about, disputed, argued with as much warmth as if the subject were another Alabama claim. Some took sides with Phileas Fogg, but the large majority shook their heads and declared against him; it was absurd, impossible, they declared, that the tour of the world could be made, except theoretically and on paper, in this minimum of time, and with the existing means of travelling. The Times, Standard, Morning Post, and Daily News, and twenty other highly respectable newspapers scouted Mr. Fogg’s project as madness; the Daily Telegraph alone hesitatingly supported him. People in general thought him a lunatic, and blamed his Reform Club friends for having accepted a wager which betrayed the mental aberration of its proposer.

Articles no less passionate than logical appeared on the question, for geography is one of the pet subjects of the English; and the columns devoted to Phileas Fogg’s venture were eagerly devoured by all classes of readers. At first some rash individuals, principally of the gentler sex, espoused his cause, which became still more popular when the Illustrated London News came out with his portrait, copied from a photograph in the Reform Club. A few readers of the Daily Telegraph even dared to say, „Why not, after all? Stranger things have come to pass.“

At last a long article appeared, on the 7th of October, in the bulletin of the Royal Geographical Society, which treated the question from every point of view, and demonstrated the utter folly of the enterprise. Everything, it said, was against the travellers, every obstacle imposed alike by man and by nature.

A miraculous agreement of the times of departure and arrival, which was impossible, was absolutely necessary to his success. He might, perhaps, reckon on the arrival of trains at the designated hours, in Europe, where the distances were relatively moderate; but when he calculated upon crossing India in three days, and the United States in seven, could he rely beyond misgiving upon accomplishing his task? There were accidents to machinery, the liability of trains to run off the line, collisions, bad weather, the blocking up by snow—were not all these against Phileas Fogg? Would he not find himself, when travelling by steamer in winter, at the mercy of the winds and fogs? Is it uncommon for the best ocean steamers to be two or three days behind time? But a single delay would suffice to fatally break the chain of communication; should Phileas Fogg once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.

Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers; to bet is in the English temperament. Not only the members of the Reform, but the general public, made heavy wagers for or against Phileas Fogg, who was set down in the betting books as if he were a race-horse. Bonds were issued, and made their appearance on ‚Change; „Phileas Fogg bonds“ were offered at par or at a premium, and a great business was done in them. But five days after the article in the bulletin of the Geographical Society appeared, the demand began to subside: „Phileas Fogg“ declined.

They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred! This article made a great deal of noise, and, being copied into all the papers, seriously depressed the advocates of the rash tourist.

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  1. Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers;
  2. Once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.
  3. They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred!

The more I pondered over this harpooneer, the more I abominated the thought of sleeping with him. It was fair to presume that being a harpooneer, his linen or woollen, as the case might be, would not be of the tidiest, certainly none of the finest. I began to twitch all over. Besides, it was getting late, and my decent harpooneer ought to be home and going bedwards. Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight—how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming?

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No man prefers to sleep two in a bed. In fact, you would a good deal rather not sleep with your own brother. I don’t know how it is, but people like to be private when they are sleeping. And when it comes to sleeping with an unknown stranger, in a strange inn, in a strange town, and that stranger a harpooneer, then your objections indefinitely multiply. Nor was there any earthly reason why I as a sailor should sleep two in a bed, more than anybody else; for sailors no more sleep two in a bed at sea, than bachelor Kings do ashore. To be sure they all sleep together in one apartment, but you have your own hammock, and cover yourself with your own blanket, and sleep in your own skin.

The more I pondered over this harpooneer, the more I abominated the thought of sleeping with him. It was fair to presume that being a harpooneer, his linen or woollen, as the case might be, would not be of the tidiest, certainly none of the finest. I began to twitch all over. Besides, it was getting late, and my decent harpooneer ought to be home and going bedwards. Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight—how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming?

Landlord! I’ve changed my mind about that harpooneer. — I shan’t sleep with him. I’ll try the bench here. Just as you please; I’m sorry I cant spare ye a tablecloth for a mattress, and it’s a plaguy rough board here — feeling of the knots and notches.

„But wait a bit, Skrimshander; I’ve got a carpenter’s plane there in the bar—wait, I say, and I’ll make ye snug enough.“ So saying he procured the plane; and with his old silk handkerchief first dusting the bench, vigorously set to planing away at my bed, the while grinning like an ape. The shavings flew right and left; till at last the plane-iron came bump against an indestructible knot. The landlord was near spraining his wrist, and I told him for heaven’s sake to quit—the bed was soft enough to suit me, and I did not know how all the planing in the world could make eider down of a pine plank. So gathering up the shavings with another grin, and throwing them into the great stove in the middle of the room, he went about his business, and left me in a brown study.

I now took the measure of the bench, and found that it was a foot too short; but that could be mended with 32a chair. But it was a foot too narrow, and the other bench in the room was about four inches higher than the planed one—so there was no yoking them. I then placed the first bench lengthwise along the only clear space against the wall, leaving a little interval between, for my back to settle down in. But I soon found that there came such a draught of cold air over me from under the sill of the window, that this plan would never do at all, especially as another current from the rickety door met the one from the window, and both together formed a series of small whirlwinds in the immediate vicinity of the spot where I had thought to spend the night.

The devil fetch that harpooneer, thought I, but stop, couldn’t I steal a march on him—bolt his door inside, and jump into his bed, not to be wakened by the most violent knockings? It seemed no bad idea; but upon second thoughts I dismissed it. For who could tell but what the next morning, so soon as I popped out of the room, the harpooneer might be standing in the entry, all ready to knock me down! Don’t ever take anything for granted, true story.

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Good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. alrighty then excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. look at that, it’s exactly three seconds before i honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head. here she comes to wreck the day. here she comes to wreck the day. hey, maybe i will give you a call sometime. your number still 911? good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. i just heard about evans new position,good luck to you evan backstabber, bastard, i mean baxter.

Your entrance was good, his was better. kinda hot in these rhinos. alrighty then alrighty then look at that, it’s exactly three seconds before i honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head. here she comes to wreck the day. i just heard about evans new position,good luck to you evan backstabber, bastard, i mean baxter. your entrance was good, his was better. alrighty then your entrance was good, his was better. brain freeze. kinda hot in these rhinos.

Hot SkaterAlrighty then good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. it’s because i’m green isn’t it! look ma i’m road kill look ma i’m road kill kinda hot in these rhinos. brain freeze. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. kinda hot in these rhinos. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. hey, maybe i will give you a call sometime. your number still 911?

Good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. hey, maybe i will give you a call sometime. your number still 911? we’re going for a ride on the information super highway. your entrance was good, his was better. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. look at that, it’s exactly three seconds before i honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head. i just heard about evans new position,good luck to you evan backstabber, bastard, i mean baxter. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. look ma i’m road kill it’s because i’m green isn’t it!

I just heard about evans new position,good luck to you evan backstabber, bastard, i mean baxter. we’re going for a ride on the information super highway. here she comes to wreck the day. hey, maybe i will give you a call sometime. your number still 911? it’s because i’m green isn’t it! good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. it’s because i’m green isn’t it! your entrance was good, his was better. hey, maybe i will give you a call sometime. your number still 911?

We’re going for a ride on the information super highway. alrighty then your entrance was good, his was better.We’re going for a ride on the information super highway. your entrance was good, his was better. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off!

haaaaaaarry. alrighty then i just heard about evans new position,good luck to you evan backstabber, bastard, i mean baxter. we’re going for a ride on the information super highway. brain freeze. we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. look ma i’m road kill kinda hot in these rhinos. kinda hot in these rhinos. look at that, it’s exactly three seconds before i honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head.

It’s because i’m green isn’t it! brain freeze. look ma i’m road kill it’s because i’m green isn’t it! we got no food we got no money and our pets heads are falling off! haaaaaaarry. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions. here she comes to wreck the day. brain freeze. good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. look at that, it’s exactly three seconds before i honk your nose and pull your underwear over your head. good morning, oh in case i don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening and goodnight. excuse me, i’d like to ass you a few questions.

Surfing is the Best Experience I’ve ever Had in My Life

Surfing is the Best Experience I’ve ever Had in My Life

Frederick Fogg rightly suspected that his departure from London would create a lively sensation at the West End. The news of the bet spread through the Reform Club, and afforded an exciting topic of conversation to its members. From the club it soon got into the papers throughout England. The boasted „tour of the world“ was talked about, disputed, argued with as much warmth as if the subject were another Alabama claim. Some took sides with Phileas Fogg, but the large majority shook their heads and declared against him; it was absurd, impossible, they declared, that the tour of the world could be made, except theoretically and on paper, in this minimum of time, and with the existing means of travelling. The Times, Standard, Morning Post, and Daily News, and twenty other highly respectable newspapers scouted Mr. Fogg’s project as madness; the Daily Telegraph alone hesitatingly supported him. People in general thought him a lunatic, and blamed his Reform Club friends for having accepted a wager which betrayed the mental aberration of its proposer.

Articles no less passionate than logical appeared on the question, for geography is one of the pet subjects of the English; and the columns devoted to Phileas Fogg’s venture were eagerly devoured by all classes of readers. At first some rash individuals, principally of the gentler sex, espoused his cause, which became still more popular when the Illustrated London News came out with his portrait, copied from a photograph in the Reform Club. A few readers of the Daily Telegraph even dared to say, „Why not, after all? Stranger things have come to pass.“

At last a long article appeared, on the 7th of October, in the bulletin of the Royal Geographical Society, which treated the question from every point of view, and demonstrated the utter folly of the enterprise. Everything, it said, was against the travellers, every obstacle imposed alike by man and by nature.

A miraculous agreement of the times of departure and arrival, which was impossible, was absolutely necessary to his success. He might, perhaps, reckon on the arrival of trains at the designated hours, in Europe, where the distances were relatively moderate; but when he calculated upon crossing India in three days, and the United States in seven, could he rely beyond misgiving upon accomplishing his task? There were accidents to machinery, the liability of trains to run off the line, collisions, bad weather, the blocking up by snow—were not all these against Phileas Fogg? Would he not find himself, when travelling by steamer in winter, at the mercy of the winds and fogs? Is it uncommon for the best ocean steamers to be two or three days behind time? But a single delay would suffice to fatally break the chain of communication; should Phileas Fogg once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.

Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers; to bet is in the English temperament. Not only the members of the Reform, but the general public, made heavy wagers for or against Phileas Fogg, who was set down in the betting books as if he were a race-horse. Bonds were issued, and made their appearance on ‚Change; „Phileas Fogg bonds“ were offered at par or at a premium, and a great business was done in them. But five days after the article in the bulletin of the Geographical Society appeared, the demand began to subside: „Phileas Fogg“ declined.

They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred! This article made a great deal of noise, and, being copied into all the papers, seriously depressed the advocates of the rash tourist.

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  1. Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers;
  2. Once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.
  3. They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred!

The more I pondered over this harpooneer, the more I abominated the thought of sleeping with him. It was fair to presume that being a harpooneer, his linen or woollen, as the case might be, would not be of the tidiest, certainly none of the finest. I began to twitch all over. Besides, it was getting late, and my decent harpooneer ought to be home and going bedwards. Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight—how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming?

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Angelica Fogg rightly suspected that his departure from London would create a lively sensation at the West End. The news of the bet spread through the Reform Club, and afforded an exciting topic of conversation to its members. From the club it soon got into the papers throughout England. The boasted „tour of the world“ was talked about, disputed, argued with as much warmth as if the subject were another Alabama claim. Some took sides with Phileas Fogg, but the large majority shook their heads and declared against him; it was absurd, impossible, they declared, that the tour of the world could be made, except theoretically and on paper, in this minimum of time, and with the existing means of travelling. The Times, Standard, Morning Post, and Daily News, and twenty other highly respectable newspapers scouted Mr. Fogg’s project as madness; the Daily Telegraph alone hesitatingly supported him. People in general thought him a lunatic, and blamed his Reform Club friends for having accepted a wager which betrayed the mental aberration of its proposer.

Articles no less passionate than logical appeared on the question, for geography is one of the pet subjects of the English; and the columns devoted to Phileas Fogg’s venture were eagerly devoured by all classes of readers. At first some rash individuals, principally of the gentler sex, espoused his cause, which became still more popular when the Illustrated London News came out with his portrait, copied from a photograph in the Reform Club. A few readers of the Daily Telegraph even dared to say, „Why not, after all? Stranger things have come to pass.“

At last a long article appeared, on the 7th of October, in the bulletin of the Royal Geographical Society, which treated the question from every point of view, and demonstrated the utter folly of the enterprise. Everything, it said, was against the travellers, every obstacle imposed alike by man and by nature.

A miraculous agreement of the times of departure and arrival, which was impossible, was absolutely necessary to his success. He might, perhaps, reckon on the arrival of trains at the designated hours, in Europe, where the distances were relatively moderate; but when he calculated upon crossing India in three days, and the United States in seven, could he rely beyond misgiving upon accomplishing his task? There were accidents to machinery, the liability of trains to run off the line, collisions, bad weather, the blocking up by snow—were not all these against Phileas Fogg? Would he not find himself, when travelling by steamer in winter, at the mercy of the winds and fogs? Is it uncommon for the best ocean steamers to be two or three days behind time? But a single delay would suffice to fatally break the chain of communication; should Phileas Fogg once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.

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Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers; to bet is in the English temperament. Not only the members of the Reform, but the general public, made heavy wagers for or against Phileas Fogg, who was set down in the betting books as if he were a race-horse. Bonds were issued, and made their appearance on ‚Change; „Phileas Fogg bonds“ were offered at par or at a premium, and a great business was done in them. But five days after the article in the bulletin of the Geographical Society appeared, the demand began to subside: „Phileas Fogg“ declined.

They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred! This article made a great deal of noise, and, being copied into all the papers, seriously depressed the advocates of the rash tourist.

Top Reasons why it’s the best

  1. Everybody knows that England is the world of betting men, who are of a higher class than mere gamblers;
  2. Once miss, even by an hour; a steamer, he would have to wait for the next, and that would irrevocably render his attempt vain.
  3. They were offered by packages, at first of five, then of ten, until at last nobody would take less than twenty, fifty, a hundred!

The more I pondered over this harpooneer, the more I abominated the thought of sleeping with him. It was fair to presume that being a harpooneer, his linen or woollen, as the case might be, would not be of the tidiest, certainly none of the finest. I began to twitch all over. Besides, it was getting late, and my decent harpooneer ought to be home and going bedwards. Suppose now, he should tumble in upon me at midnight—how could I tell from what vile hole he had been coming?