Sick at home

I have been at home in bed sick with the flu for the past two days, only temporarily leaving my death bed to write this post....I should be back up and about again by Thursday.

I feel so sick!!!

Lost Marathon

This weekend is a Lost season 4 marathon for me. I have to catch up because on Monday, Lost Season 5 is starting!!!!!!

Whats in a dream

A good friend of mine, and me, had a similar dream about 2 nights ago. We both dreamt about plane crashed that we were involved in somehow, and the details of the dreams were very similar. I am not sure what this all means, but it is very interesting. I believe there is something in a dream that we have to take note of and deal with. So for this dream I am not quite sure what it is, but it was weird none the less.

The Australian Aboriginals believe that your dreams are the most powerful time of your existence. This is the story telling time, where you live, relive and repeat history, and all man kind. They believe that earth and all man were created when Kangaroos (the earth forefathers) went to sleep at Uluru (Ayres Rock) and started dreaming, dreaming up man, the world and everything else in it. This is why it is such a powerful and learning experience for them to dream.

Just a thought.

Great campaigne

This was spotted in a public bathroom in Wembley Square. When you wash your hands at the basin, you see the add the right way around with you in it to minci a police snapshot. Its for e local cab company and its great!

Stellenbosch

Its the latest craze in Stellenbosch. Everybody is driving around on bicycles. Students, business men, tourist, everybody. The city centre is a cycle zone. To add to this, I walked into 3 businesses today that has sensor lights. The lights stay off untill it detects movement, and then it turns on automatically. It seems like the 'Bosch' is getting this energy saving thing right! And then there are so many nice looking Afrikaans guys walking around the streets. I like coming to Stellenbosch

Our corrupt government strikes again

Well it comes as no surprise that once again the South African government displays it corrupt core, and proves to the world that they, and South Africa is for sale to the highest bidder. We allow people like Robert Mugabe to come and go into South Africa as he pleases, we give asylum to a despots like Jean Bertrand Aristide of Haiti, but we refuse a peaceful, loving, Nobel peace prize winning man of great spiritual wealth to enter the country. I refer, of course, to the Dalai Lama. South Africa has clearly shown its ugly money hungry face. The government is in very lucrative trade deals with China, a country that does not recognise any human rights. This in its self is a strange thing, seeing as the very government that deals with these people, fought for human rights for years.

Now because China is still oppressing Tibet, and they don't want His Holiness to come to South Africa, our government bows so low down to China, that we refuse the Dalai Lama a visa. The excuse is that there is no significant reason for His Holiness to come to South Africa.

The only saving grace is that not every high powered official is this corrupt. The reason why His Holiness was coming to South Africa, was to attend a peace conference along side other Nobel Peace price winners, such as FW De Klerk, and Desmund Tutu. They have now officially refused to attend the conference without the Dalai Lama. Therefore the conference has been cancelled!!! Not that it is going to make a difference, but at least some people stand up to the corrupt few.

So much sadness

There is so much sadness in the world today.

Fundamentalists attacking people, and killing
People dying
People getting hurt
Corruption

I feel sad for all the sadness and all the instability and all the fearing unknowing around in the world.

And then I come to work.

At the cricket

Tristan in a posh box with a cardboard box hat on!

Burnt

Ok this is a better pic of how burnt it is.

Animal Rescue

I am convinced that people who work for animal rescue agencies are people who could not get normal jobs because they can only communicate with animals. They have zero personal skills. I had the joy of dealing with one of these agencies this morning in an attempt to get our cats sterilized. They are so short and dirty and mingy and not really friendly. One lady went off her rocker because I did not have their inoculation certificates with me and how "the vet is not going to wait for you to bring them when you fetch the cats, she is a busy lady you know", to which I answered: "well then someone should have told us to bring them along when we phoned!!!" She sort of backed down with her tail between her legs and took the cats away.

I think the best way of communicating with these people is to meow, bar, scratch and bite them and then maybe they will understand.

The burnt mountain

How black is our little rock burnt by the fire!

Pedestrians

South Africa has a "pedestrians right of way" road law which effectively means you have to give way for pedestrians on the road when they are crossing the road. What the dumb people don't understand, is that this means where they cross the road LEGALLY. So crossing the road in the middle of morning traffic, or against a red light gives me the right to mow them down!!!

This morning I almost killed two coloured girls in Darling street who crossed the street where there wasn't even an intersection. One on her cell phone walking into the road so I had to slam on brakes. The thing that gets me about these monkey crossings, is that they always turn around to you, and start swearing at you and telling you that you were in the wrong.

Yesterday a black man crossed the road while the cars were driving and when the passenger hooted at him, he got agitated and started verbally abusing her. I am concerned for the state of this country when people do something wrong and then blame others for it.

Then we have the strollers.... The ones who stole across the road at a snails pace, even if they are crossing against a red light or in the middle of the road, and look at you with that blank baboon stare when you drive right up at them.

I am taking matters into my own hands from now on and am driving at them and its quote funny to see a few people spatter when you drive at them hooting!!!!

Some pics from the fires

All Sotlen form the net.....

Fire Night

Last night we were at a friends house for a little party (birthday and St Patrick's day), when we left, there was a bank of smoke moving over the mountain towards the city. We all still speculated about it being a fire and not fog or cloud. At around 03:00am this morning I woke up feeling like I was choking to death. I felt like I was sitting in an ashtray. My eyes were burning, my lungs were burning, my throat was closed. I felt horrible. I soon realised it was because of a pending fire somewhere very close. Tristan asked me if I heard them evacuating people out of their houses, or if he had dreamt that. I didn't hear it so I thought he had dreamt it, but my father phoned me around 06:00am to ask if we were ok and if we had been evacuated as most people in Walmer Estate (our suburb) had been evacuated. I then realise Tristan had not dreamt it. This morning there is black soot all over our house, the mountain is singed, and the park where we walk our dogs is completely burned down. The fire came really close to our hood, and it was scary waking up in that smoke. This morning everything smells like smoke and I feel very sick from the smoke.

The Cape Town fire season goes on.

St Patrick's Day

Its St Patrick's day today and the whole Ireland has gone green!!! Originally its a catholic holiday to honer St Patrick, but the Americans turned it into a huge feast and party that is now infected the whole world. People all over the world is celebrating it and it is a lot of fun. It also happens to be two friend's birthdays today. Happy birthday Steye and Rob.

Very good luck to have a birthday on St Patty's day!!!!

Lent

I have decided to give up sarcasm and chocolate for lent. Now I have to explain that in the Dutch Reform Church, we do not take part in this Catholic tradition, however, I have decided to do this for three basic reasons. At first it was in solidarity with Tristan and his Anglican believes, then it changed into a positive aspect in that I wanted to eliminate a brick wall between me and God. i believe my sarcasm sometimes is what stops me form getting closer to God, because it sometimes makes other people feel less worthy. And the third reason is that I am readying myself for my pilgrimage at the end of the year, where I will be forced to endure many feelings of suppression.

My problem is that I am battling with the sarcasm thing. I find it do difficult to stop using sarcasm to communicate with others. This is cause to worry for me. Am I so bad that I can only speak to others by using sarcasm. After having a chat to my father, I felt more comfortable, as about 90% of the time, my sarcasm is in good spirits and meant to lighten up a situation.

I am still battling to stop it for this 46 days....

At the Dirty Skirts Concert.

Clear beautiful day, Kirstenbosch gardens, my man and friends, and about 5 000 000 12 year olds dressed in clothes from the eighties! Deliver me.

International Voting

I feel its time to set the record straight. The ongoing voting issue for people in the overseas land, has never included immigrants. This was for people working overseas on working visas. The court granting them the right to vote is correct as they are still South African citizens, they just happen to be working overseas. My issue was with people who have immigrated. They are not allowed to vote as they have skipped the country and fled to their "greener pastures" and relinquished their right to decide what happens in our country....

Now everybody vote to get the ANC out of our lives and make Jacob Zuma go to jail for as the criminal he is!!!!!!!!!!!!

My lucky day

Ok, now I am going to try my best to not be sarcastic, as it is still lent, but if I happen to slip, its written and doesn't count. Today is my lucky day. Working in a hotel, we have plenty of trainee hoteliers coming through our doors. Once in a while you get one that wants to learn about ALL the facets of the hotel. These are the ones that I get to drive around with me while I do my sales calls. First problem with this is, I have to introduce him as what??? This is a trainee that is my tail for the day??? Second problem is they are inevitably some youngster who I have nothing to talk to about. I don't relate well to kids anymore....

Everybody in our office is going on about how lucky I am because they think this boy is hot. Let me paint the picture:

He has a small head, with Joburg hair (the picture exlaines Joburg hair). So his head looks huge with this little face. Then he has arms as long as my....car, and it looks out of place with his body. The worst of all however, is he is wearing Grasshopper shoes. Those black ones with the little trim on the top of the show....UGLY...

I have been told that he is very intelligent and very eager to learn. All I can ask for is that he is able to have an intelligent conversation and can talk about more than the clubs he frequent on the weekend, and which chicks at head office are hot!!!!

Its gonna be a long day....

Midweek Crap

This Wednesday has started really crappy. We are going to migrate to Vodacom and get a blackberry from work, and they want to keep our numbers when we leave.

So many problems with this. I have just upgraded my contract to a higher monthly so that I can cope with the call load, and if I loose my allowance, I would never have paid the R780 on my own. Then there is the fact that I will not give them my personal number, as that is my number I have had for many MANY years now. This means new number, and two phones again. Then I don't want to even start talking about going to Vodacom.

I will get the Blackberry and it will lay in my car for ever, as it is way too big and bulky for me to carry it around.

I am not a happy camper at work at the moment. It seems that everything that I was told when I started, is being changed.

Another attack

Yesterday my mother and father were on their way home from fetching my mom at work. Driving the same road they drive every single weekday for the past 8 years. Stopping at a traffic light, the window on my mom's side was broken, shattering glass all over the car, and they grabbed my mom's handbag from her lap. She tried to pull it back but they almost pulled her out of the car. They ran into the bushes with my dad after them, but obviously not catching them. Yet again, my mother, a 60 year old woman, was a victim of crime by someone who is so unfortunate and don't know better. Someone so poor and desperate for our help, that they had to break her window and grab her handbag. Mmmm this sounds more like: "they are white and have more, lets take theirs" to me.

I am starting to hate a lot of things in this country, and I use hate very lightly.....

Update on sick fish

So after consultation with the vet, we were told that the fish had just bumped his head against a rock in the bowl, and the white part around it, is now a fungus growing around it.

So no clove oil for him!!!

Crime in our country

I have had enough of people, both criminals and now also the victims, blaming everything else but the idiotic, mindless freak of a criminal for his/her actions. People all talk about how these people a victims of their own circumstances, and they are poor and getting poorer, and that is why they steal/hijack/murder. BULLSHIT!!!!!!!! They do this because they have no souls, and because they are evil. In the previous government, the crime rate was way lower than it is now, and the sole reason for that is because if you killed someone, and you were caught, you would swing from your neck so you could never ever hurt anybody else again. Today we have these human rights freaks, including some victims of brutal crimes, who believe we need to embrace these killers and teach them a better way (Amy Biehl Foundations). Maybe its the rage in me that can't stop laughing at this. 9 out of 10 offenders are repeat offenders. That's because they have a mental instability that needs to be cut out, and if the instability is too big, then the entire person must be cut out of society.

Why do WE have to live in fear of taking a walk on a mountain, and why do WE have to surrender our possessions when attacked to save our lives. Next time you are attacked, rip their balls out or blind them with a tree trunk. Screw them, fight for what is yours. Its time we fight back and get control back in our own hands. We can only do this by not hiding in the corners and behind high walls, but most importantly, by bringing back the death penalty. It works!!!!!!

Goldfish Ulcer

We have gold fish in our offices. Just about each department has a bowl of fish. Its tacky but sweet. This morning we came to work and one of the fish in the HR department had developed an Ulcer during the weekend. At the moment he (Sashimi) is in a separate tank as this disease is highly infectious. Nobody knows what causes this, but fish swim happily around with these ulcers on them. It is said that only injections helps this, but in small fish there is nothing you can do. When your tank is infected, it is better to end their suffering by overdosing the tank with clove oil.

This is so sad.....

The Argus

Its that time of the year again. Its Argus Cycle Tour time... Hooray!!! This is my favourite time of the year. The annoyance of the race day, where every conceivable road in and out of town is closed, so people in town cant get out, and people outside of town cant get in, is only marginally overshadowed by the week ahead of the race day. The once peaceful streets around town which previously hosted a maximum of 5 cyclists, and maybe 10 on a weekend, is now flooded with these cycling freaks. All of them taking the road into their own hands. Driving to work this morning I was stuck behind a group of cyclists riding on Victoria Road in Bantry Bay. There were 4 of them and they were driving two two next to each other, making it impossible for anybody to pass them. This, at peak time in the morning. They can thank their lucky stars I was a truck and a car behind them, otherwise they would not be doing the Argus this weekend, because they would be in hospital. I have no patience with these cycling types.

The only good thing about the Argus, is standing at the finish line, watching the young men in tights arriving and perving at them....if that is what you like.

Heat wave.

There is a slight heat wave in Cape Town today and tomorrow with temperatures touching 40 degrees. The weirdest thing is that it feels like I am in a foreign country today. There is a heat haze over the weirdsst whole city and it reminds me of Malaysia or a desert country like Dubai or Egypt. As much as I hate the heat and hot weather and sweating, I am smiling today because I feel like I am on holiday in a foreign country. But then I drive on the roads and hoot at mini bus taxis and that happy feeling goes for a ball of shit!

The root of my evil

I have finally realised why people are so late in Cape Town and are so oblivious to the fact that they are always late for meetings. They drive like idiots. Driving to work this morning, at 07:53, there are people who are on a Sunday afternoon drive. People driving at 40km/h in a 60km/h zone and hooting at me for overtaking them. Then there are the pedestrians who stroll over the road, against a red light, and still shouts at you for driving at them with a speed.

I get very pissed off with time keeping in Cape Town, as people are never on time. I had a meeting with an international client this week, who actually remarked on how Capetonians cancel meetings made, the morning of the meeting, and he came from Italy to see them. This is the way Cape Town does business. They are constantly late, and blame it on traffic, which they add to by driving miss daisy.

WAKE UP CAPE TOWN!!!!!!

The forces of eternal darkness

Its time to fight those forces of eternal darkness again.... I am talking about the money grabbing fat cat developers, and to do so, I need to get onto my soapbox again. hold on...

Ok am on

Once again there is a select group of rich people, who want to get richer, and therefore are aiming to start development on the Sea Point Promenade. This can not be allowed to happen!!! The promenade is a public recreational area for the city of Cape Town. Lord knows, we have little enough of these places as it is!!! It should be used by joggers, runners, dog walkers, families and the general public. Not closed to residents only.

Now I can already hear the economic wanna-b's saying things like, "its only a small part of the Promenade", or "it will bring in lots of money for the city".

Well, the thing is, once we allow developers to start building on the promenade, it is going to be impossible to stop it. Pretty soon the entire promenade will be reserved for the residents of the over priced apartments that are built there. Also, the money that will be coming in to the city, will be from yet another foreigner which hikes the house prices again, and once more, South Africans can not afford to buy houses!!!

I would like to know how Helen "Godzilla" Zille managed to halt the building of an International stadium because of budget concerns, but has no problem whatsoever to ok this development. Is there some German kickback in terms of amount of apartments sold to family? Honest question...

Point is, to help save the Promenade, got to this website, and sign the petition. Even if you don't live in Cape Town or even South Africa. Natural, public, recreational areas should stay public and natural.....

As the mist rolls out

Its a very interesting day today. Weather wise there is a bank of fog hanging around and covering most of town. In other news, there has been an attack on the Sri Lankan cricket team in Pakistan. Their bus was shot at and six of them were seriously hurt. Four policeman who were in the guard were killed. In Guine Bissau, the president was assassinated while running away from his killers. So he was shot in the back. What a bizarre day to wake up to!

The cats

So every morning I have to wake up to the cats walking on my face and purring in my face and kneading my chest. And when I say morning, I mean between 04:00 and 05:00 AM!!!! This morning I had enough of this, and tried to push him (Khensu) off. He however had other plans and kept on coming back, bless hiss little soul, and in the fight he got pushed off the bed, but decided to hold on. Enter the scratch on my finger. It hurt like hell and I flung him across the bed. True to form though, he was back in 5 min purring and curling up in my arms. F-ing cat!!!