Why are more people not talking about this initiative?

Kind of embarrassing when we hear about it via the States. I commented on Dane’s site (well worth a visit) that it’s a great initiative, but poorly implemented. Have any of you had any good experience with this yet?

Here’s hoping…!

Two-thirds of the Wanderers cricket stadium clubhouse was destroyed on Wednesday night after a fire broke out.

Not only does it suck because of the money that needs to be spent to rebuild it, it’s especially crap because of all damage to memorabilia and cool shit collected over the years.

Pictures here.

South Africans, after a worldwide survey, have been classified as bad in bed, but it looks like some people will try anything to keep themselves ‘up’ and going.

An 81-year-old lady had her throat slit with a knife yesterday morning in Cresta Shopping Mall by a mentally disturbed woman.

Today’s news heading:

Mall murder suspect ‘not violent’



No track record or indication of any violence in this lady, until now. She was assessed by a team of specialists and released into the custody of her family. Then she ran away, slit an old lady’s throat and walked away.

Firstly: How stupid are these news-writers to say something as absurd as this? I say very. Not violent? She slit someone’s throat you crazy bastards! You could’ve headered it as “Crazy bitch that slits throats wasn’t violent until now” or “Bottled up anger forces loony-bin lady into a throat-slitting frenzy” or something creative like that.

Secondly: Either this chick had a plan, or these specialists are really special… They must be kicking themselves for releasing this sideshow back into the community.

Researchers from the University of the Free State say that bunnies could be the new diet for poorer regions in SA.

I heard bunny-boiling Glenn Close is particularly happy about this.

So all a man needs to do is bitch about his car radio being stolen for authorities to get off their arses and get to work.

I really really hope they find my Taking Back Sunday.

It must have been a shock to everyone when Humansdorp’s Diffie Joubert, age 46 and weighing in at a hefty 350kg, passed away from coronary and renal failure.

I really feel sorry for the family. For their loss, as well as having to live with him until his death. Watching him get bigger and deteriorate. Now they must watch their father/brother/friend buried with the help of a crane. If you or someone you know is heading that way, seek help now. Drop your deep-fried chicken legs right next to the pile of empty pizza boxes and get a clue.

Fat people are not jolly!

Johnnie Moore has had a lot to say about James Surowiecki’s brilliant book, The Wisdom of Crowds, myself, I’ve been thoroughly enjoying the unabridged audio version. I commented before that I thought the principle was great in theory, but hard to imagine working in reality. I was wrong.

Every Thursday on 702, Jenny Crwys-Williams runs a two hour Q&A session, where listeners phone in and ask and answer questions on literally any topic. I try not to miss it.

Last week a caller was trying to locate a statue his grandfather had crafted that he’d last seen in the center of Jo’burg over 20 years before, he had given up asking museums and art dealers – The Rain Goddess was, by all accounts, lost.

Then the phone started ringing.

Caller by caller (and that’s important) the statue was located. What amazed me is that we didn’t find the statue straight away, although the final caller worked in the building where it’s housed. No, instead we got the story piece by piece, clue by clue; the complete history. Each element of the “crowd” added their tidbit – the collective wisdom of the crowd knew the answer.

Hell yeah…!

South Africa has the worst case of Foetal Alcohol Syndrome in the world. Tourism boost of note!

That’s the type of people we breed in the good ole SA.

3 SA Olympians bust pick-pockets in Athens.

Haha! Little bastards!

I spotted this while driving back from a client yesterday, and needless to say, I promptly headed to the nearest shop and bought myself a copy of the Sowetan. R2.50 well spent I say.

Here’s the deal, David Masenta (35) and Mgwanini Mololo (25) are to be married in a beautiful ceremony this Sunday… unfortunately, the young lovebirds died last Saturday.

Now this is wierd at any level, yet I guess you could say it’s quite romantic. A couple, so in love with each other, defy Death himself by showing that when it comes to matters of the heart, you can take it with you. Bizarrely, this is where the story starts getting a tad strange.

You see, all was not well in the Masenta-Mololo household, in fact, you would be forgiven for saying that they were going through a decidedly rough patch. I’m not sure what highlights this point more, the fact that they “quarreled” on the day they died, or the fact that the groom-to-be shot his 8-month pregnant fiance in anger before turning the gun on himself. Ah, aint love is a fickle beast?

Not to be put off by all the messy murder-suicide, family and friends would like to remember them as a the “happy couple” they once were. Thus the wedding will go on as planned:

Rumour has it Paul Meintjies is going to make a surprise appearance as the best man…!

You really must read Michelle’s great post on Paul Meintjies a.k.a the third coming. An excerpt:

I seem to have missed this story, but I’m glad I did, Michelle’s commentary is perfect. If that poor bastard does rise again, he better be able to hold his breath really well.

His life assurer has apparently adopted a “wait and see” attitude…!

Wow, we all call for a harder line to be taken with criminals, but executing a 16-year old girl for having a “sharp tongue” is a civil-rights violation if ever I saw one. (via metafilter)

A happy medium please…!

I was reading and commenting on this post, when I remembered something I’d wanted to address for a while. I support Homeless Talk, the paper sold at traffic lights to support homeless people. However, I think the publisher misunderstands the motives of the buyer.

*Newsflash* I’m (we’re) really not interested in inner city Jo’burg and the plight of her homeless, I just want to support the seller. Thus the articles are not well targeted. Why not fill the mag with jokes and/or short articles that are of interest to the buyer, then I may actually read it. I know I’m not the minority here, no-one I’ve spoken to reads it, but hey…

At least we’re buying…!

Man alive, I can’t wait until Telkom lose their monopoly, I’ll change my number if need be, but it’ll be worth it just so I can tell them “thanks for shit service, useless call centres, atrocious hold music, apathetic attitudes and bullshit advertising that in no way represents your offering, now fuck off!”

As from today, I’ll add: and for being a “corporate bully” to the list. Telkom are threatening to sue hellkom (mentioned in a previous post) for R5m. Telkom you twats, sure hellkom is a problem, but if you want to do something, try tackling the problem at the source, you must know that you’re crap at even the basics of customer service, do something about that. Might I suggest you read “the ambulance down in the valley”

And regardless, you’re committing PR hari-kiri, you would be far better off just laughing it off.

Long live Hellkom, beat the bastards…!

After being shot dead at the gate of his home near Cullinan, Sebastian Venter’s Staffordshire terrier kept a protective watch over his dead body.

Now that’s loyalty.

I spotted this ad in today’s star:

Now, we at Jo’blog would like to feel that we offer our readers more than simply words to ponder, thus, we invested 30 of our hard earned ZA Rands to bring you this SMS porn public service.

Looking around to make sure no one was watching, I, as casually as possible sent the xxx sms off to 36060, not 5 seconds later, my sweet love replied:

After diligently checking my ID, I replied “1″. My breath was already short, so I was relieved when again after only a few seconds, (man she’s really quick with that predictive text), I got this reply:

Wow, what a decision, I didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings, but the thought of sweet Anna playing with herself was just too much. Luckily I was still thinking straight, so I untied young Camilla and got Desire to make me a coffee, before sending off my answer: again “1″.

“1″ dammit “1″!

This one threw me a bit, I kinda guessed what she was up to with the whole veggie thing, but I so wasn’t in the mood for shopping so I went with “2″.

Woohoo, she’s hot!

Well, to say the least by now I was very nearly exploding, and in my state I found it difficult to see the difference between 1 and 2, but I was in no mood to bring up this point, so with shaky hand, I selected “2″.

It goes without saying that the “P” word just pushed me over the edge, so I didn’t feel the need to reply. After I’d cleaned myself up and had a short snooze, I remembered that I’d just let her in the lurch, and that made me feel bad, I didn’t want her to feel cheap, and used, after all…

I think we really had something…!

Aint today’s headline grand?

Just another day in SA…!

“The International Olympic Committee (IOC) has announced that Sam Ramsamy, President of the National Olympic Committee of South Africa (NOCSA), will serve as member of the Evaluation Commission for the 2012 Olympic Games.” – (Read the whole article here).

Fantastic! Judging by the job he did on Spiderman and Spiderman 2, this is going to be an Olympics to remember!

According to two separate sauces, clothing stores in fare Durban are currantly being harrassed by a gang of overweight female thieves. They are still at large, and eating through shops at a rate of knots.

So far unstoppable, the crooks rush into a clothing store in mass (so two of them, I guess), scaring the clerks and patrons into blubbering idiots, before lunching a full scale attack, and rolling out with their loot, like dressings and scoffs. Before long, they acquire a new grazing area, and steak it out. Clothing store clerks fear they are all in gravy danger.

Rather than wearing the clothes themselves (the clothes are all in smaller sizes), the voluptuous villains are swelling their own pockets by selling off the stolen items to street hawkers, or dumping them in a gorge. .

The “large” women were first incriminated by an in-store CCTV system, which I find a little hard to digest. They were first thought to be part of a previous ‘plus-sized’ gang, who were rounded up a few years eggo. The ‘A-Team’ (the A is definitely not a measurement) are currantly stewing in their own juices in prison.

It will be a gorgeous day when these fatties are finally nabbed. I can’t weight. I hope the sentence is as heavy as they are.