LANES!!!

11 07 2008

You stupid simplistic idiotic drivers. Do you have NO clue as to what lanes on a road / highway are for? If it has been that long since you bought your drivers license then allow me to help you!

Lanes are to assist the flow of traffic. The more lanes there are the more it was deemed necessary based on studies recording specific flows of traffic at certain times of the day. Now I’m not sure if you were told by the guy selling you your license, but lanes are generally split into regulated categories from left to right, “slow, medium and fast” flowing vehicles respectively. If there are only two lanes then use your brains and try to figure out on your own that the left lane is still the slow lane and the right lane is still for faster and overtaking traffic.

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You get where I am heading here? There is sweet F-All point on sitting in the fast lane going the same speed or slower than the vehicles to your left. You are a hazard to yourself and others and here’s why: Now think a little more. If you are used to driving on the left and overtaking on the right then surely you are more inclined to check carefully on your right before shifting over. Same applies to the left asshole. Look before you meander over to the left at your leisure because chances are that 100 cars behind you are now pissed that you are hogging the fast lane and are now overtaking you on the left.

I’m not sure if you are simply stupid or grossly inconsiderate and dwell in your delusions of grandeur.

God I don’t even know why I bother.





Oh Mai Thai

9 06 2008

SUNDAY 8 June 2008

Sunday morning was eventually upon us and I was blatting across town to get to Deeds’ house where it made sense to leave my car for the duration of our trip in Thailand. Boom boom with my new sound system in my car. Awesome!

Not much time was spent at Deeds’ house. Just loaded bags into Deeds’ pop’s car and before long all the goodbyes were done and we were off to the airport. The whole airport ordeal was very simple and pleasant to say the least. We were there early and just glided through everywhere. I’m sorry to disappoint you sadistic people who love my airport screaming rants and raves. Not this time! A few pre-flight drinks were in order and shortly after we were on the plane. WE ARE GOING TO THAILAND BABY!

Climbing onto the plane I was threatening to be asleep before takeoff. I never lie! I woke up for food and although I did threaten to be asleep the whole way, Deeds got me curious about the in-flight entertainment system. So much for sleep - 3 movies, 2 meals and a couple of games later. We did manage a few hours forced snooze so as not to be the zombie version of a fresh-off-the-boat traveler. Squeak squeak 6am touchdown! Whooo hooo!

MONDAY 9 June 2008

By now we had already decided to go direct to Chiang Mai so all that was required was a quickie immigration stop, bag collection and off. Deeds’ bag was in the first 10 to come off the plane. Mine was I’m sure, in the last 10! What’s with THAT??? The bags were checked at the SAME time! No drama at least all the bags were with us. Next stop Chiang Mai.

TAXI!!!! “Take us to the bus station please”. About half way there and 700 Baht later we decided that it would probably be better to fly there? Great. No place for a U-Turn. So we make it all the way there through 2 toll gates and rush hour. I figured since we were there we might as well check the prices. Oh and getting out the cab suddenly this loud music plays and everyone stops and stands at attention. My ego gave way after about 10 seconds realizing it wasn’t the Bangkok Welcoming Committee sent out for our arrival but instead some dedication to the king. Oh well. 900 Baht for a bus ride? For 10 hours on a stinking bus? Thanks but no. TAXI!!! “Take us to the airport please”. Oh the lifestyles of the rich and clueless.

I’m loving the seamless airport adventures I am experiencing now. We just walked in, spoke to 2 people, bought tickets, checked in and before we knew it we were back in a waiting lounge. LOVING IT! 45 minutes later and we were cruising at 32000′. Apparently Deeds had to elbow me a few times cos people started glaring and watching me snore. How embarrassing. What if she wasn’t there? What have people been saying when I have been traveling alone with no one there to elbow me? Oh the shame. Oh whatever. At least I get to sleep!

What’s the frikkin deal here with the bags? AGAIN our bags were checked at the same time, AGAIN Deeds is falling asleep waiting for be to get my bags last off the plane when hers comes off almost immediately. The airport carousel gods are against me! Fortunately though there was a little hotel booking booth in the arrivals hall so we made our arrangements there and were escorted by taxi to the front door. “Backpacking” done civilized! Turns out the “new” Lanna Orchid Inn has only become so in the last 5 days (very new) so all the signs still say Lanna Lodge Hotel. Typical flashy glossy brochure with 20 year old photos when the place was first constructed and delivered all wrapped in cellophane and ribbons. Oh well, our pink curtain 70’s style basic palatial apartment was just what we needed, a clean place to sleep with hot and cold running water and a toilet that flushed properly, after I unblocked it! Best of all it is centrally located to some great places.

We simply dropped our bags and walked out again. It was time to see Thailand! Our walkabout started. On the way in we saw a kewl looking bar called Mad Dog. We tried to find it again but on later reflection it seems we turned left instead of right. No biggie cos that’s when I saw the Häagen-Dazs ice cream shop. God I have been dying for some good ice cream for a while! My GOD that was the most expensive ice cream I think I have ever had. It is an import I guess. Banoffee Pie ice cream… Hmmmm It was worth it!

So picture this now, we are in Thailand and our first meal is…. German food at a German restaurant. I know I know but I don’t care. It was open and it was great! That was also the location of our first Mai Thais, and our second and ummm third and forth I think. Anyway who’s counting? The manager of the place was really kewl. When I asked him where I could pick up a local SIM card he dragged me up the road to the 7-11 and helped me get one and charge vouchers and everything. When we got back to restaurant I asked about a good massage and next thing a car pulls up to take me to a place. Deeds at this stage is half falling asleep so she decided that an afternoon siesta was the plan. She went back to the hotel and went to sleep. I went for my first Thai massage and… fell asleep for an hour and a half. It was just what the doctor ordered and now it was time to get ready and hit town again.

Monday night is Muay Thai (kick boxing) night in Chiang Mai and we were not about to miss it. It was incredible. Excellent Mai Thais (drinks) and beer. Oh and some Jagermeister for good measure ordered from what I think was my first run in with a “chick with dick”. Hey I don’t really know maybe there had been more by now but it was the first obvious one! The boxing was great. 6 year olds beating the crap out of each other, adults, locals and foreigners, guys and chicks and for great laughs, 4 guys blindfolded swinging madly even connecting the ref from time to time. It was awesome. Deeds had a bit of bog (toilet) trouble. Apparently the toilet was a half squat with drippy water and a cup to flush. Aim was a bit of a mission I hear but it’s ok, shoes dry quick enough!

Once we were done with boxing we realized we were on the right side of town again for Mad Dog so we walked around only to find it dead! What a let down. Well it was late so probably a good time to go to bed. On the way we passed loads of loud, small, chicky bars that looked very innocent a few hours earlier in daylight. Anyway, sleep time. We got in and jumped into bed. Of course I snored all through the night and Deeds loved it! In the morning she commented on how rhythmic and soothing it is. Good girl after my own heart!

It was a long 2 days and now its all over. Goodnight Chiang Mai! 





A birthday weekend

1 06 2008

Today (1 July Oops - 1 June) is G’s birthday, just to add to all the activity of the past few days. Happy birthday for the 107th time mate!

After finishing the running around yesterday afternoon, I stopped at the shops to buy some essentials like shampoo and wine. Yes wine is now considered an essential! Thanks to AH’s (aka pops) recommendation, I picked up 2 x 2liter boxes of Woolworths’ red. Don’t diss it till you have tried it! It’s a Simonsvlei cabernet sauvignon / merlot blend and well worth every cent of the R54 per box. That works out to about R18 per bottle which for all you international people equates to about $2.25 per bottle for a really nice wine. Yummy!

A few glasses on the couch took the edge off substantially. I chilled for a few hours and then it was time to get cracking again. G’s birthday dinner was at an awesome restaurant out in the bush called the Observation Restaurant (I think?). It’s an incredible place situated inside a game reserve (mind the Rhinos and Zebras on the way in) with a huge telescope that you get to view all sorts off good stuff during dinner between courses. My favourite was seeing Saturn and its rings as clear as day. Incredible. The food was great and the wine (all 2 bottles that I had) was even greater. It was so kewl to see old mates that I hadn’t seen in so many years and catch up with them.

Fending off a blistering hangover this morning, we managed to head out to a coffee shop for some tea and a muffins. I was quite impressed that I managed to keep it down. I was feeling awful. No rest though for the wicked. Directly after breakfast we drove out to Hartebeesport Dam north of Johannesburg for G’s birthday lunch with the family. Things started to pick up after the Grandpa Headache Powder and the Rennies kicked in. We were ready for the next round.

I am sitting at home now feeling like a stuffed pig after eating some of the best lamb and pork on a spit. Although the service was a bit crappy, it never deterred us from having a great afternoon out.

I had a lovely call from Deeds this evening to catch up and to talk about our upcoming Thailand trip. It is going to be so much fun! I cant wait. 7 days and counting! Even the passport is giggling excitingly. It is finally being used for some fun and games!

I think I am quite happy that the weekend is finally over. Since I am no longer employed I get to chill tomorrow morning. Suffer suckers!! My week goes crazy again from about Tuesday afternoon onwards.

Off for another glass of cheap SA dooswyn (box wine). Hic. Goodnight





I’ll get by…

14 06 2007

… with a little help from my friends.

This is an email I received from my good mate Jazz! Thank you sweets! You are just too precious!

Today is International Disadvantaged People’s Day.

 We’re honoring you today…. I don’t care if you lick windows, interfere with farm animals, fall down uncontrollably, vote liberal or occasionally pee on yourself…

You hang in there sunshine, you’re freaking special….

 Please send an encouraging message to a retarded friend, just as I’ve done.”

 

Miss you Jazz! :-)

Here’s to Calrsberg and goat!





Google in 10 years

18 04 2007

Google in 10 Years 

Thanks Mullac W D





IRQ - Q8

21 08 2006

Oh what fun.

The Q8 and US governments have come up with this cunning little idea. “Let’s create a new ID badge!” This makes it number 11 I think. There’s the DoD (4th edition), MNFI (3rd edition), CAC and others. This one is called a “Border Crossing Badge” which is now required in order to cross the border from IRQ to Q8. So apart from the well thought up name for this little piece of plastic, there really is nothing to tell. However, let me explain the “logic” and “clever thinking” behind this badge. I’m sitting quite comfortably in IRQ getting on with my work and minding my own business when one day I’m told that I have to make my way down to Q8 for 1 day. So I have to drive down through IRQ, cross the border into Q8, make my way to the US base that’s issuing the badges and spend an hour getting fingerprinted and photo’d, again, so that I can get a card which will allow me to drive down through IRQ, cross the border into Q8, make my way to the airport and go home for good.

The problem with people that haven’t been here at least 3 years is, we still try and apply logic to everything which is REALLY frustrating!





What can I say?

4 07 2006

Other than…. 

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I think everyone will agree that the artwork on the title header is fantastic! Not only that, there are another 3 that will be circulated through time. A huge thank you to The Don for that and all his help getting this little project off the ground. Appreciate it man!





Its the little things

26 06 2006

I have absolutely no idea why I would get excited about this BUT, I must admit I am a bit tickled by this. Passport Thrasher, in its debut month, has made 1st place, the number one spot, pole position, on Google. I know I know, the reason is so excruciatingly obvious but I don't care! I have joined the search engine world with a bang.

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Oh hey, Jo'Blog, check it out, you guys get a feature as well! :-D I am fully aware that being there will have absolutely no effect on you what so ever but it's still kewl for me to say, "you owe me one"….

 





Human Satisfaction

14 06 2006

I'm not entirely sure if the human race will ever be completely satisfied. There's a great old saying: “You can please some of the people some of the time, but you can never please all of the people all of the time”. This is so true. If it’s hot you will always have someone saying “oh it would be lovely if it was cold” and visa versa. Poor people wish they had money, rich people wish they didn’t have the stress that comes with the responsibility of having so much money. Students wish they were done with their pesky studies and out in the big bad world making a difference and business professionals wish they were able to kick back and live the chilled life of a student again (I'm sure it’s all about the weed). Young people wish they were older and able to do everything; old people yearn for their youth again. What we need to look for is the happy medium. My favourite is the elderly bless their hearts. You always hear older folk talking about how amazing the “good old days” were. A movie, a soda and popcorn was half a penny. Yes granddad but a house then was also only 500 pounds. They had a greater level of safety and good family units. Healthy home cooked meals and values. And then you hear them talk about how tough those “good old days” were: walking 25 miles to school in the pissing rain and snow; hand me down clothes; large families so 3+ children to a bedroom; stock market crashes; recessions and 2 world wars. “They don’t make things like they used to”. No shit. Back then you used asbestos and lead based paint. Cars went 20Mph and used 100 litres of fuel per mile. International transportation was 3 weeks by boat. 8 track tapes were hot shit! Slide rules and abacuses vs. the personal computer (no brainer). I know I haven’t been around for very long (sort of) but we have pretty cool stuff too. Open heart surgery and life support machines, supersonic travel (well we had it anyway), environmentally friendly fuels and alternate energy sources, 10000 channels of TV and as many radio stations, the internet, cats eyes in the road, woman’s rights in society and the work place and the ability to vote (one for the ladies), Xbox, PSP and 50” plasma and LCD screens (one for the boys). Today we have the Foo Fighers, you had Elvis – Debate over!

If you are open minded enough you will find pros and cons in any situation. The human mind likes to focus on the bad of the present and the good of the past and I firmly believe that bad shit happens for a reason. If it serves no other purpose, at least it helps us appreciate the good shit a lot more!