kicking it old skool

Hoi hoi peeps and a very happy Valentines day to all!

And yeah, haven’t been keeping my B-L to the O-G up to date either! For free abuse, please be so kind as to lodge an official compliant with our customer centric helldesk…

what did you miss? Fucking loads my friend!

For starters, there was the J&B MET. For the uneducated (yes, that would be you), it’s a Horse racing event they have in Kenilworth, Cape Town. Very la-di-da and shit. Happens every year round about this time and it’s quite an event.

The official theme for this year was “1920’s / The great Gatsby”.

My prevailing theme for the day was “dress up to get pissed out of my skull on rum and lose a fuck load of money”, which I executed flawlessly.

And no Blog would be really complete without some mention or another of the Tits / Ass ratio. I would have liked to take this opportunity to do so if my command of the English language didn’t fail me so dismally. Somehow saying “they where out-of-this-fucking-world-hot-hot” seems not to quite do it justice. I’ll have to keep working at it.

So in the end, stone drunk, sun burnt like a mofo and out of pocket a coupla G’s, all I got to show for it was a few pics. So here they are. (I’m keeping the really really good ones to myself, of course.)

PPS: the first comment about me looking like boy-Fucking-george will be the lucky winner of a nail bomb.


Me (With Money)


Me (with Girly)



Me (with Girly and Money)


Me (giving away my money)

That was a bit over 2 weeks ago.

The rest of the time I spent working more on the biz thing and helping my Girlfriend with her exams, mostly by summing up volumes of material for her quick consumption. The positive spin off is that I actually learnt most of the last couple of subjects myself, and BOY(!) is it fascinating!!

She made a good point when she mentioned that the ONLY reason I find it fascinating is because I’m reading it for fun and not have to stuff this shit into my head and write a 5 page essay (per question!) on it. Her logic seemed sound.

The funny part is, the more I read the better I began understanding my own behavior and feelings (this is the part where all the girls swoon cus I’m getting in touch with the inner me. And no Octavo, that wasn’t an invite).

You know how you’ve always had these things that you don’t quite know how to explain or you don’t really have a name for it, but you know you do it, or think it? That kind of stuff. Fascinating :)

So anywhoo, buckets of tears (mostly my own, on account of sex deprivation) and countless hours of lost sleep, she finally got that done and dusted and life can return to, well, “normal”.

I’ve also discovered that she is a party animal (+5), blessed with the Epic Tequila Tolerance feat, and doing the “Student-Package Pub Crawl” in Stellenbosch with her is about the most fun I’ve had with all my clothes on. At least, I think I kept them on. Good thing I roll 20’s. (PS: if you didn’t get any of that last part, set Geek = 1)

Oh, did I mention it was my birthday yesterday?

Yeah, Valentines Day, 1980. Which is a drag, cus all my Birthday presents say “from a secret admirer” on it.

So to celebrate my ¼ century, I threw a little party for me and my chosen family. Not all of the Mafia could be there of course. DubaiBob’s stint ends in about 6 weeks (which poses the question: Would he still call himself “DubaiBob”?) and Beefcake (a.k.a “The Hairy One”) is back in London Town. But no matter, I threw my name away regardless.

The theme, I decided, was “Old Skool” and everyone had to wear school uniform (think: hot chicks in little school skirts). Yeah, I know. :)

I think the photographic evidence should speak for itself.



Me and Girly. I think she looked better in a skirt...




Lapdancing some random stranger



More freaks, form the clan G-Unit



I'd love to see the security tapes from this little transaction. Good thing they're response times suck so much!


And now, it’s back to work again. Had a really interesting chat with IT manager at “Ex-Work” today. Seems that some form of contracting may be on the cards. Which is nice. We shall have to see.

Be good now.


[G], out

I especially enjoyed the pink bits