…you’re reading in bed, and you instinctively avert your eyes to your Exposé hot corner to access your Dashboard so that you can use your Dictionary widget to get the definition of a new-to-you word in your book.

But we don’t need an agency for everything in life either…

…so why do we need one for advertising?

Blerrie stoopids…!

In normal circumstances I wouldn’t, but…

for Johan Stemmet Dag?

Natuurlik!

Rowr!

Thanks to Judge for the pic.

Dear Ronald,

Love, hugs and smooches,
Dan

Haha, the Laugh it off boys just came out with this gem:

Cute…!

This is a little late, I know, but if, like me, you’ve met Metallica, spoken to them, in person, laughed and joked with them, then you, too, can post whenever you want. It also allows you to use a lot of commas.

Without further ado, I present, Metallica and me!

Eat it, peasants!

Hehe.

It’s the little things that people do that makes you feel special.

As example? I was away from the office for two days, dying slowly at the cold, unfeeling, phlegm-drenched hands of an ‘upper respiratory tract infection’ (I was sick). Two days was all my ‘friends‘ at the office needed to bring my most frightening thoughts to life.

My office was a classy, beautifully melancholic crypt, with all the trimmings (coffin, cobwebs, horror toys). A beautiful, safe little haven for me. An escape from this mad, crazy world.

Now it looks like a My Little Pony ate too much candyfloss, and vomited its organs out in a barrage of love and 6 year old girl-ness; a disgusting, cutesy intestinal mess. Pink-heart draping, a pink tablecloth topped off with a pink, fur picture frame, fluffy pink star cushion and pink flowers. For. God’s. Sake. To say I was ‘horrified’ would actually be too ironic.

Thanks all.

A previous post brought about some comments on how things can be read. This is another one of those times.

A mouthwash, that protects germs. Awesome.

Moving is a mission on its own, but when it’s done, and all (or most of) the boxes are unpacked, you get to relax and enjoy your new place.

But, I think the letting agents forgot to tell us that our new complex is built right in the smack bam middle of a bird sanctuary, and no-one is allowed to remove them. This morning I woke up, not to my alarm, but to the sweet scratch-your-spine-with-a-big-ole-needle sounds of Ha-dee-da’s, piet-my-vrou’s, loeries, pigeons, and I think I might have heard a duck hidden somewhere inside there as well.

Now on a normal day, like when you’re camping deep deep in the bush, I wouldn’t mind this, but when you’re trying to get as much rest as you can after another 21 working hour day, it’s a little, um, off-pissing.

So I got up, early, cut my hair, groomed what needed grooming, showered, changed and fed the dogs, all before my alarm was originally scheduled to go off. The positive side is that I think when you look good, you feel good, and today I feel fucking fantastic.

So this really isn’t a post bitching about birds, it’s about how hot I look today.

Spur of the moment one-night-getaways rock. Last weekend Leopard Lodge in Magaliesburg was the lucky host, and it kicked ass. About a 45-minute drive from Randburg, it’s close enough to just pop in, but also far enough away to feel like you’re, um, far enough away.

We arrived for Sunday lunch, a buffet with all the good things that I don’t get to eat on a regular basis, and chowed down. Sunday lunches are, apparently, quite popular. People go through a bit before lunch, go for a walk and look out for buck, giraffes, zebras and the sort, then get back to the restaurant and replace what was walked off! Sunday evenings the Lodge rests, so the bar and restaurant are closed. Dinner platters were then brought to each room for those who didn’t fully stuff themselves at lunch, which I thought was pretty cool.

I booked one of the last rooms available, which wasn’t bad at all, but I had my eye on one with a jacuzzi. When speaking to Winton, which is one of the managers, he informed me that there was a late cancellation and one such room was open. So an upgrade was performed, bags were packed and moved to our new cabin, Phumula, an outside-rustic inside-stylish cabin with an awesome view. Seeing as jacuzzi’s are silly things that take hours to heat up, it was switched on, and (ab)used the following morning before breakfast!

Overall, Leopard Lodge rocked. The service was killer, thanks to Winton and Jan, as well as our lunch and breakfast waitrons Max and Florah for making us feel relaxed and catering to our every whim. When receiving the bill before leaving, our hosts decided not to charge the extra for the late night upgrade, which was too, obviously, pretty sweet!

If you’re looking for a nice relaxed time away, give Leopard Lodge a call. The next weekend I have off, I’ll be doing just that.