Quick as you can, go here and vote for the ever-so-lovely Bronwen Barry, I had the pleasure of working with her this morning, more later though. Hurry now..

Voting ends today…!

Update: much easier – click here

Later, ladies.

The D’avester (I’m going to regret calling myself that…) is on leave for a month. I’m off to sunnier climes of Playstation, beer, sleeping late, whiskey, tequila, PC games, among other things.

I’m going to spend the next 28 days sitting in my Laziboy, surrounded by overcrowded ashtrays and beer bottles, in my boxer shorts sporting a castaway type beard growth. As long as my very understanding girlfriend remembers to turn me every so often, to avoid Laziboy sores, and pops Ghostbusters and double-fried-egg-cheese-and-chutney samies into my slack mouth twice a day, I should be fine. Maybe a good hosing once a week wouldn’t be a bad idea either…

Don’t worry. I will still be posting. they just might be a little hard to understand.

Merry Christmas!

I received this winner of an SMS yesterday (while in the our limo, plebians). I got all excited, at first, and then I reread the SMS with more concentration, and less boyish enthusiasm.

Excuse me? Firstly, R10 is a little much for any form of cellular adult entertainment. But what really bit my arse is the fact that I have to pay R1 to unsubscribe! Isn’t that akin to extortion?

Seriously, keep your ‘quality hardcore’, and go fuck yourself.

I am writing this post for three reasons:

1) To thank Ananzi for their superb service
2) To extoll the virtues of the iPod, which we recently won (yes, won) off the above site
3) To gloat, because we won an iPod from Ananzi, and you didn’t. Thbthhbthhbht.

It took a while to get it to us (we won it in October), for which Ananzi apologised profusely. We though they were just being knobs, until the MD himself pitched up to drop our prize off by hand. Which is pretty awesome. Now, am rarely without the little, white, 20 gig beauty. I love it. You don’t realise how sweet they are, and how essential they are (even just for bragging rights), until you actually own one.

We also purchased the iTrip, a small, pretty FM transmitter that pops into the top of the iPod, letting you wirelessly play all your music (1423 songs, in my case) directly to your car/home sound system.

And, as if you needed extra reasons, and weren’t already hurtling to Cool Apple Buddy in Sandton City to get your own iPod, it also acts as an external 20 gig drive.

Later, losers.

Police found 33 goats crammed into a minibus taxi in Limpopo on Tuesday.

My best: “Captain Malesela Ledwaba of Waterberg police … urged anyone whose goats had been stolen to come forward and try to identify them.”

Hi there, yes, my goat was stolen. It’s white-ish/brownish, has a few black patches, and looks like a goat. Yes, that one! Can I have it back please?

It’s true, I do it for the groupies…

and the stretch limo…

…that we just bought.

../Ant and I decided that driving is a bore, so now it’s not – complete with hot-rod flames (you’re allowed to snicker, but we know how rock n roll we are), a PS2, fridge, VGA inputs and power for our laptops…

We’re interviewing lesbian triplet strippers next week…!

We read…

“Dear Guest, running a hotel is fucking expensive, you have no idea. Be a pal and help us save money by using your smelly towel two days in a row. This will allow us to fire half our laundry staff, and save on Omo too!”

Gotta dash, places to go, baby seals to club…!

Shit, you know you’re a techno-peasant when fucking bokomo of all people, have better tech than you do:

(I was trying to see this link from d2)

I’m so ashamed…!

Update: Ha! they don’t know what they’re talking about, I just updated to the latest version of Flash and their site is still broken. Hmpf!

It doesn’t help that we’re listed with the middle-east, but if you could pop by and vote for us it would rock (every day folks).

If, however, the US bombs SA this week, we’re in with a good chance.

Fingers crossed…!

I’m on the plane flying back from CT at the moment. I was down doing a talk for the nice (very nice actually – they hearted me!) people at Struik publishers. It was a rad trip. When I arrived at the venue I was met with a sunset that was killer by any standard.

The rental I got from Avis (where Tony really did try harder – respect!) was that new BMW 1. I’m generally

not a fan of the brand, or actually the drivers, but figured it was a nice chance to try something new. I’m glad I did too, ‘cos now I know that this car is absolutely, positively… arb. Other than the look, which I admit was really nice, I found the car to be pretty damn boring. The sound was loud, but not crystal clear (my wee Alfa has Bose factory-fitted, not the loudest, but man it’s sexy).



The dash designer was lazy at best, it has the most irritating non-tactile indicator, and as far as features go, there was only one I really worth mentioning – an auxiliary audio jack input for external devices – all cars should/will soon have this.

An acquaintance assures me that this was simply due to the fact that this was a low-spec model, a cheapie, and that other models have features-a-plenty. Which poses the question, what the fuck are BMW thinking? All they have is the arrogance of their brand advocates, surely watering this down with el cheapo versions of their car is mad? Sure, have a cheaper category if you must, but keep the standards up. However I’m waxing lyrical, the beautiful people will buy it en masse.

I can’t really complain though, the car does go fast, I even managed to get up to 125km/h in a (sneaky sneaky) 75km/h zone, as was pointed out to me by a polite member of the traffic constabulary. R1200 later he wouldn’t even let me keep his pen ( a lightly-chewed bic), and there was no chance of playing the “I’m just a poor struggling guy, gimme a discount” card in the beemer.

This was long, sorry, flying is boring…!