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Then That’s It.

All good things must come to an end. I guess the same applies to the not so good. They too must end; only sooner than later.

For the past few months I’ve been in a relationship with a completely incompatible woman. She’s a social butterfly who loves those boring parties where you float from person to person, making small talk about any BS, ranging from the weather to baby care and everything in between, excluding current affairs and politics, while wetting her lips on a glass of red wine all evening.

I, on the other hand, prefer to attend, at the most, one rowdy party per month while spending the rest of the time in small company, maybe just the two of us or one or two other couples, dining out, braaiing, go dancing or whatever.

We recognized our differences very early on and often discussed it. Our tastes in music differ, we do not agree in our political views, and we have very different religious views. We realized that it could not last, yet we hanged on to each other because we enjoyed each others company when we were together. We decided to enjoy it while it lasted; marking time, I suppose, waiting for something better to show up.

As usually, I did not see her this weekend but she came around last night. We went to a nearby pub for an hour or so and watched a movie (Avatar) at home afterwards. This morning, just before she left, she dropped the bomb. This was the last time, she said. After a night of more passion than the norm, she pecked me on the cheek and said good-bye.

You could have knocked me over with a feather. I knew it was coming, yet the news surprised me. My mind was in turmoil while I walked her to her car. It is her birthday tomorrow and I bought her a fairly expensive gold chain. I'm scared that if I give it to her now, she may think that I'm trying to buy her back.

As she got into the car, she said she’ll call me later and drove off.

So, that’s it then. At least we parted as friends.

You have a wonderful day, will you.

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Nov 2016
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So, What Is The Big Deal?

Right, Donald Trump was elected as the next President of the United States but nothing has changed. The USA is still intact, the world is still spinning round its own axis every 24 hours, and the stock markets did not collapse.

In fact, the only abnormality was a rather large full moon but as I understand it, that had nothing to do with US politics. While NASA is not accepting liability, they did admit that their engineers are working on it and according to their spokesman, that will be remedied very soon.

So, a rather tame entry for such a large Trump.

Quite unlike my cousin Don – also a Donald but he made his grand slam in no Trumps.

Now, did he make an impact upon his entry into this world!!

He was born on 29 April 1945 with catastrophic results. The news of his birth unsettled Hitler so much that he committed suicide the very next day, ultimately leading to the collapse of Nazi Germany. The rest of the world, not quite ready for sudden peace went into a panic, causing the detonation of two nukes over Japan, followed by the cold war. And we all know what followed.

I wish you all a grand day!

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Nov 2016
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Putting Paid To A Few Misconceptions

Some people believe that nothing is impossible. While this is a good positive attitude, it is impossible for them to be correct because it will create another impossible situation. It will be impossible for something to be impossible.

You cannot have a wrestling match without rules, because having no rules is a rule in itself.

Exam questions are not difficult at all. It is the answers to those questions that create the problems.

Humans don’t smoke. The cigarette smokes. Humans are merely the suckers at the other end.

So, for the record, some things will always be impossible, there will always be rules, exam questions are not difficult, and humans don’t smoke.

And finally, a few points to ponder:
1. The more similar two choices are, the more time you spend on deciding.
2. If you tolerate intolerance then intolerance will destroy the possibility of tolerance.
3. It seems like you can replace any component of a car, and it is still the same car. So you can replace them all, one at a time, and it is still the same car. However, you can then take all the original pieces, and assemble them into a car. That, too, is still the same car you began with.

May this be a happy day to you all.

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Nov 2016
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What A Woman!!!

Last night I met a most extraordinary woman. When she entered the room, she caught my attention like nothing before and I daresay that she had that effect on more than just me.

And believe me; it had nothing to do with her dress code . We purposely hold these meetings as early as possible. She arrived in the uniform worn by the admin staff of a nearby hospital, but she looked as fresh as if she just stepped out a shower; certainly not like somebody who had just worked an eight hour shift.

It was our monthly neighborhood watch meeting and in the absence of my brother-in-law who is in hospital recovering after surgery, I acted as host. She was the only stranger in the room. I sauntered across to introduce myself and quickly learned that they have just moved into the neighborhood a few days earlier.

I’d say about fifty, light brown hair starting to gray slightly, not exactly the prettiest woman around, though far from ugly. Maybe a centimeter taller than yours truly but take away the high heeled shoes and she’d be what I consider the perfect length. She was about seven or eight kilos heavier than what I would have liked. To put it in a nutshell, nothing out of the ordinary and another woman just like her would not have gotten a second look.

But boy, did she radiate an aura. Her presence filled the room. And only then I noticed the man dangling by her side.

She continued to impress me during the meeting. The few questions that she asked were concise and to the point. And though she spoke softly, she could be heard by all. Her voice was probably her greatest asset, next to that aura I spoke about.

Afterwards I realized that, other than greeting, her husband did not open his mouth once during the entire evening, so it is pretty clear to me who’s the boss in that household, but what is it that makes an ordinary woman into something so extraordinary, even before she had opened her mouth?

Hurray!! It is Friday! Enjoy the weekend.

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Nov 2016
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Apologies

Some people find it hard to apologize. Others, like me, apologize for the wrong things or try to justify their wrongs.

Typically such an apology would take the form of: “I’m sorry about it, but…

That’s not an apology. It is an effort to justify bad behavior. An apology should demonstrate a true and unconditional regret and should be offered the moment that you realize that you have wronged somebody.

Methinks people mainly apologize for three reasons.

1. They are truly sorry.
2. They are pressured by other people to do so.
3. They realize that they are about to lose some benefit.
Although the first instance is in rather short supply, it is the only acceptable apology. If you apologize for any other reason, you’re not sorry at all.

The other day, at a wine tasting event, I watched an acquaintance making a complete fool and annoyance of himself. At some stage I lost my cool and told him to stop being an a**hole. That was like pouring fuel on a fire. I realized my error and immediately said: “I’m sorry; I should no have said that”. He added another abuse, but my ‘apology’ pacified him somewhat.

The fact is that I did not apologize. I merely expressed my regrets for putting my thoughts into words and even now I still think he’s an a**hole.

I don’t think I have ever demanded a verbal (or written) apology. I feel awkward when somebody apologizes to me. If his reactions demonstrate regret, it is enough for me. Action is much more important than words. There is no need to beg for forgiveness. For true regret, forgiveness comes automatically.

Now enjoy the rest of the day.

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Nov 2016
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Better To Have Loved And Lost?

I guess a lot of people will differ from me on this but I think it is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all.

Okay, you’re sitting with a broken heart. That is not the end of the world. The human heart is very resilient. It will heal. How fast will only depend on how quickly you will snap out of your misery to get back into circulation; to start living again

The other casualty is your ego. You may feel rejected, unwanted, unworthy and maybe even guilty, but your ego too will restore itself. The heart won’t heal while the ego is hurt.

Think about it this way. The only thing you lost was a lover who may not have been worthy of your love in the first place. But in the process you have loved and you had a lot of fun. And most importantly, you have learned. Every time you will come out a little stronger and a bit wiser. You will cope better next time.

And just for good measure; if the break-up came to you as a surprise, you have been snoozing for there are always telltales. Love with your one eye open

Relax, it is Friday.

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Nov 2016
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Yikes!! Am I at the right place?

Wow! This looks great. How long has it been like this? For a moment I thought I got the wrong site.

Anyway, hi to to all you ol' geezers out there (and the new ones too). I've been away for so long that I forgot how to blog. I'll have to polish up a bit. Is there anywhere around where one can do a short course in the art of blogging?

Have a great time out there - will ya!!

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Nov 2016
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Your Knight On His White Horse

Still waiting for him? Well, he’s probably arrived many times before but you did not recognize him because his arrival was not announced by trumpets and church bells. You have probably mistaken him for Don Quixote or his squire, Sancho Panza. Yep, maybe he arrived on a donkey.

Instead you followed your brain's chemistry and went for the shiny armor and big plume on the helmet; just to get a decent lay. While it is important to confirm s*xual compatibility early on, there are other equally important things to consider.

Beware of the one on the white horse and shiny armor. He’s a tournament player and has done no real battle. Your hero may arrive on a hungry and bleeding horse; weak, wounded and battle-weary, with a broken sword, his armor in tatters and his banner torn. You may need to help him off his horse and nurse him until his wounds are healed.

This is the time when his character will show; when he’s weak and on his knees. If you think he’s the one for you, sell his horse, bury his sword, burn his banner, and melt his armor because when he is strong again, he'll just ride off to slay more dragons.

Have a wonderful day.

PS
No dragons were hurt during the production of this blog.

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Jun 2016
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An Archaeological Discovery

A recent expedition in the holy land, archaeologists found the painting shown here below in a cave. Without bothering to date the painting properly, they photographed it and sealed the cave again. After a few months they called a press conference, with an enlargement of the cave photograph on display. The hall was filled to capacity.

"We have learned a lot about these people”, the professor started off pointing to the chicken. “These people bred poultry to feed them.”

When the applause ended he pointed to the donkey and said: “They also harnessed animals to help them.”

Plenty more applause before he pointed at the shovel and continued: “And they used tools to till the earth.”

Even more applause followed and he pointed to the fish and said: “These people also supplemented their diet with fish.”

The applause lasted even longer and he concluded: “This was a religious sect; probably Hebrew.”

The professor received a standing ovation for several minutes and when it ended somebody shouted from the back of the hall:” You are all fools!”

The hall went very quiet and an old man stood up in the back row. “Don’t you know,” he said with a strong Jewish accent, “Hebrew is read from right to left.”

“The painting reads: ‘Holy Mackerel! Dig the áss on that chick!’”

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Welcome to South Africa.

We are so fortunate to have 11 official languages. How many do you have? We can think in one language, sanitize our thoughts in another, express ourselves in a third and deny our statements in yet another and still have 7 other languages in reserve. We are probably the most politically correct nation in the universe. We don’t talk about ‘black-outs’ anymore when the power fails; we refer to it as ‘previously lit’ places.

To save time, I will answer a few frequently asked questions.

No, we don’t live in mud houses.

No, we don’t have lions roaming in our streets.

Yes, there are still some whites.

No, we have no cattle straying on our highways.

Yes, some of our roads have potholes.

Yes, our government does create jobs.

No, our police force is not very effective

Yes, we have free public transport.

Yes, we have skyscrapers.

Yes, we have satellite TV

Yes, we have a reasonable degree of literacy.

Ok, now that I have answered all the shit questions, let’s get serious. If you have any other questions about South Africa, I’d be glad to answer them.

Bear up, it is small Saturday.

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Jul 2016
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Cowboys Don’t Cry

I think we grew accustomed through the years to see blogs from time to time wherein people complain about abrasive blogs and/or comments.

Yes, sure; sometimes it has merit. Some people are rather nasty with the stuff they post, but I cannot help to have very little sympathy when the complaints come from people who made it their mission in the past to ridicule visitors to their blogs.

And then he cries wolf because he or somebody else is being ridiculed, complaining about true colors while his own true colors showed a long time ago. It appears that what goes around comes around and apparently some people don’t like the taste of their own medicine.

To sum it up, in a nutshell: practice what you preach. You cannot expect a lot of sympathy from bystanders when you are beaten with your own whip. If you get a kick out of insulting people, then fine, it is your choice. Carry on cowboy; by all means. I think most of us have learned to handle it. But don’t complain when you get your own back. Cowboys don’t cry or, to put it more bluntly: If you don’t like the heat, stay out of the kitchen.

Have a great day out there. Yes, you too!

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Jul 2016
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Family ties

Sometimes family ties can become very complicated. Now just look at what happened ol' Jack.

Five years ago, when he was 55, he married a 45 year old widow named Tina who had a daughter Sally aged 20 and a son Peter aged 18. Thus Jack became the husband of Tina and the father of Sally and Peter. At the same time Jack’s father, John, became the father of Tina and the grandfather of Sally and Peter.

Soon afterwards Tina fell pregnant and gave birth to a son and they named him Deon. Deon, of course is the grandson of John (Jack’s father). Deon also became the brother of Sally and Peter. This was all kosher until John, at the age of 76, announced that he and Sally (Jack’s daughter), then 21, were in love and planned to be married soon.

By this union Jack became the father of his father (thus his own grandfather), and also the son of his daughter (his own grandson) and the nephew of his wife. John became the son of his son (also his own grandson), the husband of his granddaughter and the brother-in-law of his grandson. Jack’s newborn son, Deon, became the brother-in law of his grandfather and the uncle of his mother and father. There were too many new relative lines drawn to mention here.

As if things were not complicated enough, Sally also fell pregnant and she too bore a son. They named him Fred. Fred became the brother of Jack by way of his father and also his grandson through Sally. He also became the cousin and great uncle of Deon. Also in the process, he became uncle of his mother.

And now he tells me that Lisa, his daughter from his first marriage, is upset with him because he told her to F-off when she informed him that she was in love with Tina’s son Peter and plans to marry him soon.

And I thought my family was muddled up.

Aw well,it is Monday. Enjoy it.

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Jul 2016
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Then That’s It.

So, What Is The Big Deal?

Putting Paid To A Few Misconceptions

What A Woman!!!

Apologies

Better To Have Loved And Lost?

Yikes!! Am I at the right place?

Your Knight On His White Horse

An Archaeological Discovery

Welcome to South Africa.

Cowboys Don’t Cry

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