IT ALL STARTRED
It all started on Frinight (see previous blogpost for details) when yet another power failure in the western cape urged me to make plans to braai with my folks. My mom had just gotten herself two new cats, a pair of two year old gingers (brother and sister). I grew up with cats and we've always had between one and three of them at any given time, but Over a period of eighteen months all of my moms cats died of old age and she's been with out kitty companionship for about six months now. She's actually been quite depressed. The new cats are very cool and affectionate, my mom is happy. So I played with them and took some pictures before an attempt was made to overfeed me on Rump steak and various salads, my parents went totally overboard for an impromptu braai. Elisabeth and I only got to bed at 1am, we finally left when my dad was falling asleep in the middle of conversations. This made me think how, just like my mom's cats, my parents are getting old.
On saturday I ran some errands for my dad and bought a new pool cue. The salesman told me some cockamamie story about resizing the tip with sand paper that basically wasted 45 minutes of moonflake, zenstar and my lives. Saturnight (are you paying attention here?) was Dystopia's birthday thingy. We had planned to go to the One Ring and play pool and muck about, but the place was closed until about 22:30 even though there were people inside, and the bouncer apparently was being a bit of a dick. Antonio really needs to sort that shit out man. We ended up at Stones (previously the much cooler Rolling Stones) where I sucked at pool but kicked ass at Foosball. Man Dystopia and I are so gonna win us the drunken foosball tournament at SchpatCON. Phillip's band was playing at Cool Runnings, but lacking the energy and the warmth we ended up not going. By the time we left it was way later than I thought it was, I joined moonie and zen for some coffee and e-tv porn before going home to sleep.
Sunday was uneventful, I took Elisabeth out for breakfast at the Blue Route and spoke with Nick about stuff. I was really nice to see him again and I gave him this blog address so that he could link to everyone else's. Hi Nick! Leave a comment.
Sunnight (you were expecting that weren't you?) I watched Tome Raider for the first time and it was so shockingly bad. The dialog and general concept was good, at was AJ's accent, but that's where it ended. Seriously so much more could have been done, I'm not going to get into it here except to say that I wasn't expecting much and I was very disappointed. Then I couldn't sleep for like many hours and suddenly woke up tired and late. But all things considered it was a great weekend.
THE MOST EXPENSIVE PICTURE EVER
It all started on Frinight (see previous blogpost for details) when yet another power failure in the western cape urged me to make plans to braai with my folks. My mom had just gotten herself two new cats, a pair of two year old gingers (brother and sister). I grew up with cats and we've always had between one and three of them at any given time, but Over a period of eighteen months all of my moms cats died of old age and she's been with out kitty companionship for about six months now. She's actually been quite depressed. The new cats are very cool and affectionate, my mom is happy. So I played with them and took some pictures before an attempt was made to overfeed me on Rump steak and various salads, my parents went totally overboard for an impromptu braai. Elisabeth and I only got to bed at 1am, we finally left when my dad was falling asleep in the middle of conversations. This made me think how, just like my mom's cats, my parents are getting old.
On saturday I ran some errands for my dad and bought a new pool cue. The salesman told me some cockamamie story about resizing the tip with sand paper that basically wasted 45 minutes of moonflake, zenstar and my lives. Saturnight (are you paying attention here?) was Dystopia's birthday thingy. We had planned to go to the One Ring and play pool and muck about, but the place was closed until about 22:30 even though there were people inside, and the bouncer apparently was being a bit of a dick. Antonio really needs to sort that shit out man. We ended up at Stones (previously the much cooler Rolling Stones) where I sucked at pool but kicked ass at Foosball. Man Dystopia and I are so gonna win us the drunken foosball tournament at SchpatCON. Phillip's band was playing at Cool Runnings, but lacking the energy and the warmth we ended up not going. By the time we left it was way later than I thought it was, I joined moonie and zen for some coffee and e-tv porn before going home to sleep.
Sunday was uneventful, I took Elisabeth out for breakfast at the Blue Route and spoke with Nick about stuff. I was really nice to see him again and I gave him this blog address so that he could link to everyone else's. Hi Nick! Leave a comment.
Sunnight (you were expecting that weren't you?) I watched Tome Raider for the first time and it was so shockingly bad. The dialog and general concept was good, at was AJ's accent, but that's where it ended. Seriously so much more could have been done, I'm not going to get into it here except to say that I wasn't expecting much and I was very disappointed. Then I couldn't sleep for like many hours and suddenly woke up tired and late. But all things considered it was a great weekend.
THE MOST EXPENSIVE PICTURE EVER
That might be an overstatement, but it certainly cost me a metric fuckpile. In case you can't really make it out that's a picture of me driving Elisabeth's car through a speed trap near George at 100kph where the speed limit is 60kph. Total cost: R800. Ouch! Now I know that there are no discernable details of the driver or passenger so I could probably argue the case, but I know I was wrong here and so I'll probably just pay the fine. Still I 60kph on a stretch of then N2 is ludicrously slow, I believe that they reduced the speed limit there precisely to trap motorists and increase revenues.
NEWS AND VIEWS
The penis flytrap has apparently been launched in SA. This is a device that is shaped like a condom and inserted like a tampon and "bites" into any offending object subsequently inserted. What has our world come to? Still it should come with a warning sign.
That raises an interesting question. It is illegal to trap your property to avoid theft, even with a warning sign, I wonder how the courts would rule on this one. Two wrongs don't make a right you know.
A thief has stolen millions of rands worth of lego in the states after swapping barcodes with less expensive items. He used to steal the expensive lego sets and sell them online for a profit. When he was caught he had 66 Lego Millennium Falcon sets, I don't blame him, that lego star wars is teh bomb. They needed a truck to confiscate all the stolen lego from his home. Lego means "play well" in Danish.
Boart has public ally announced that he stands by the Kazakh government in their decision to sue Sacha Baron Cohen. Even though I don't love Da Ali G Show I have to admit that Cohen is a comedic genius.
Mo Shaik has told media on behalf of JZ that they expect a rape charge. This after the police handed over the docket to the National Prosecuting Authority urging them to charge him. Apparently the DNA evidence collected matched Zuma, and they have a Prima Face case. While the ANCYL has renewed their support for the former deputy president the SACP and COSATU have stated that they have never backed Zuma as their preferred succession candidate. It seems that the 'Zuma for President' t-shirts are evidence to the contrary. And just in case you didn't know, the cost of JZ's ongoing VIP protection is costing the tax payers R 102 633 per month.
On a lighter note we may be looking at another cold war as the Chinese are putting more people into space while the USA space program remains grounded. China also state that they want their own space station and could make lunar landings within the next ten to fifteen years. The states plans to resume lunar missions around 2016.
SCOPING
I was typing out a spec for internal development today and I got to the part of the template that dealt with scope. I decided to have a bit of a laugh and put the following in under the "OUT OF SCOPE" heading:
Nothing is out of scope, everything is in scope, including world peace!
That'll teach them for giving me control of the scope. Ha ha ha you fools!!
AMUSEING PIC
YO LET'S GET OUTA HERE, WORD TO YOUR MOTHER
Ice Ice baby to go....
I've been listening to a bunch of what used to be regarded as "Heavy Metal" in the eighties. All I can say is that it's laughable what people get up in arms about, the lyrics of the average pop song these days are more inflammatory. My point here is relax people, these things are not as important as you think.
Well, it looks as if my home dentistry needs some attention so that's what I'm off to do now.
schpat out.
2 comments:
sorry dude - it's definitely you. reminds me of doing 160 on eastern blvd and getting R900+ (i asked for the picture, and they managed to lose the docket. never had to pay)
your point about the 60kph zone being purely for cash is plausible... if you can back it up i'd say take the fuckers to court!
Nonsense, all you can see is a big dude driving, the face and all other features are pixelated and in shadow. Now I'm not going to go all the way to George and argue this point, especially because I know it was me, but if that's good enough evidence to be convicted i a court of law, I hope no big dudes ever commit murder!
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