Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Talking about bleedin' stupid!

1. Politically correct is being taken to the limits these days. Just recently I read in the paper that some British Town Councils are scrapping the word marriage because they don't want to offend their gay constituents. Why? Especially now that gay marriages have been legalised? 2. Some city councils are going to introduce 'soft pastel coloured lighting' outside late night bars. (Why?) This follows a study (unbelievable to see what they spend their money on!) aimed at alcohol induced agression. Did they for one moment not think that its the alcohol that induce the agression in the first place and not the strong white lights outside the pubs?

Monday, January 30, 2006

The importance of a good handbag...

Just like shoes, a stunning handbag is the essential part of every women's wardrobe. For every outfit, you must have matching shoes and therefore also a matching handbag. Men will never understand the importance of a handbag and what it does for the female psyche. We live in the 21st century and we have moved away from our Victorian approach to certain things, but one thing will remain the same and that is a man's fear of a women's handbag. For them to enter the sacred sanctuary is like stepping onto the surface of the moon. To boldly go, where no man has gone before! Men can have carnal knowledge of a women, but ask them to grab something from your handbag and they turn a sickly white, they take the handbag as if it carries a serious infectious disease and tell you to look for it yourself. Why? I can't understand this because my handbag only holds a few necessities i.e.: purse, newspaper, gloves, three sets of lipstick, perfume, toothbrush, toothpaste, diary, mobile phone, the ever trusting tin of zambuck, pain killers, Adrian Mole - the cuppucino years, an apple (or banana, depending on the fruit of the day), pens, 60 quid (which should be in my purse), business cards, nicorettes, painkillers, house keys, my winning lotto tickets (don't get exited I only won £13.60), face cream, hand cream, concealer stick and a bottle opener (you never know when you might need one!). No boogeymen, no panties or bras or any other embarrassing items. So why, if my handbag holds only a few mundane things, are men so afraid of diving into it? Guys I really would like some input!

Friday, September 23, 2005

Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Ek wonder

Ek wonder - vir Joshua - Ek wonder oor die glinsterende oggend dou, ek wonder oor twee oë so hemelblou gevlek met smart en pyn so grou. Ek wonder oor die dag wat breek, ek wonder wat jy in jou hart weg steek jarelange se worstelende leed. Ek wonder oor elke nuwe dag, ek wonder wat jou weer soos 'n kind sal laat lag is dit nie waarna jy in jou stil eensaamheid smag?

Onthou jy nog...

Onthou jy nog... - vir Juan - Onthou jy? Ja, onthou jy nog daardie dae toe ons twee kinders was? Son, saffier – eindelose plesier? Helder somer-sonskyn dae, vasgevang op note tussen my en jou. Wolkelose sterbelaaide nagte, jy in rooi en ek in in blou. Dit is hoe ek ons twee sal onthou. Op tempels vol drome het ek en jy saam, lugkastele van kleure gebou. In 'n see van geluk, het die storms van ons emosies, ons weer tot werklikheid geruk.

Akkerboom-my-siel-se-vriend

Akkeboom-my-siel-se-vriend - vir Slo - Ek het 'n vriend, hy is 'n groot ou akkerboom. Onder sy takke, daar lê ongesiend, sy eensaam gedagtes, netjies toegesoom. Vriend, my akkerboom - vir jou is daar ook 'n toekomsdroom. Ek kuier gereeld, tussen jou wortels en blaremat. Jy skets vir my 'n lewensbeeld, van sielsvrede, jou enigste kosbaar skat. Akkerboom, sielsgenoot van my - jy is laggend en nou vir altyd vry van 'n eensaam lewensnoot!

Kruisiging

Kruisiging Soos doringdraad dra ek my kruis, my hart se ballingskap. Jare van smart, nou net littekens soos gletsers van woestyn op my hart. Pyn, verwoestend in my hart, vloei lawakokend deur my are Wat in die beker van geluk vredesvure weer laat brand.

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Privvy Heaven

If ever there was a heaven for toilets, or rather if toilets were a heaven in itself, then the Hundertwasser Public Toilets in Kawakawa in New Zealand would be the Valhalla of all toilets! Hundertwasser was born in Vienna in 1928 as Friedrich Stowasser and had a celebrated career as an artist cum architect cum philospher. A modern day Renaissance man. During the last years of his life he moved to New Zealand and designed the famous public toilets in Kawakawa before his death in 1999. The toilets in itself is such a tourist attraction and the town now fears the destruction of this magnificent piece of art and architecture. Hundertwasser was a magnificent artist, but when it came to building proper toilet facilities he knew nothing. According to public services in Kawakawa the sanitation is poor and urine and disinfectants form pools due to bad drainage. Some of Hundertwasser's views on art ------ Art must meet man's and nature's pace. Art must respect nature and the laws of nature. Art must respect man and man's inspiration for true and durable values. Art must again be a bridge between the creativity of nature and the creativity of man. Art must regain its universal function for all and not be just a fashionable business for insiders. Art must free itself from the ties of guided intellectual tutorhip. Art should not suffer speculation and cultural industrialisation. Art should not endure dogmatic enslavement through negative theories. Art must have a purpose. Art must create lasting values. The courage to strive for beauty in harmony with nature.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

10 points for the South African Police force

I recently read in a London Newspaper about the South African Police force and their creative idea of catching criminals. They recently masterminded a sting operation where 'the most wanted' criminals in Kimberley were captured. Invitations to a party was sent out to the last known addresses of felons. The gullible criminals was rounded up nicely at a party organised specially for the purpose of arresting them. Ten points go out to the SA Police force for creativity!

Friday, August 12, 2005

Curiosity...

They say that curiosity killed the cat...in my case it didn't kill the cat but fuelled a deeper interest! A new television series, Lost started here on Wednesday. After watching two episodes I was hooked and yesterday spent most of the day checking out the website and reading the next 24 episodes. I was pleased to find out that my initial thoughts on the weird happenings on the island rings true. The plot thickens though and I can't wait to read what's going to happen next. With series like these and especially reality shows like Survivor the temptation is always big to go and see what happens next. Luckily, the series boasts a bit of eye candy and I'll be glued to my seat for the next 24 weeks even though I know what is going to happen.