Officially disguised as a Canadian
Come 22 April 2009, we enter a new phase in South African politics. While it's not as ground breaking as the 1994 election (in which I was a few months too young to vote), it's the end of the honeymoon period of Nelson Mandela and his protégé, Thabo Mbeki. I'm talking about the newest four-letter word: Zuma.
I received this in my email. I cannot vouch for the source, but I support the sentiment. If you are South African and will be at lease 18 years of age on 22 April 2009, I urge you to read this.
Even if it was the angry old white man in the White House, I wouldn't envy anyone in that position right now. The US economy is in a recession, major corporations are closed or closing, and the world is not very amused with George W Bush.
Netbooks – I mean, what's the point, right? It's like Tom Cruise pretending (badly) to be a Nazi soldier, but not changing his accent. Granted, there is a school of acting which says you shouldn't do the accents and just be yourself, but I think I'm off on another Tomcruise Tangent (I'm copyrighting that) …
A Vision blue Ford Fiesta 1.6 Trend. I've made up my mind. I really like the Fiat Bravo 1.4 Sport, but I can't afford R215 000 for it, even with a trade-in.
Leonid The Magnificent.
There's still time to buy your charcoal pills to celebrate BS 4.1, the first day of the new year, falling on 22 May 2009 on the Gregorian Calendar. For that matter, I am revising the SOI calendar from BS 4, so keep watching.
Will someone please tell me, even if it's dirty, what a mannetjiesperd is? I'm not sure of the spelling, but apparently it isn't what it appears to be (much like the renosterperd).
Last year I said McCain would win, and if Obama won, I'd eat tomato. Well, I'm glad Obama won, and that the Electoral College made the right choice. In the meantime, I am pretty sure there was tomato in the bobotie my mother-in-law made on Sunday, so that's that, then.