Chris Must Come Skate Here!

Karabo Makenna once again! one the ones and twos Chris needs to skate the hole! We know who you are Chis Cole!

Too Many Many Men!

So Friday was an ABC night that saw and forgot a lot. From one place to the next we were all on a mission, for what the ever remaining pursuit of happiness, often known as the black mans downfall.

Grad party first. See some folk we haven't seen in ages and of course wish the Grad student massive respect for kicking a degree out of UCT while I couldn't. Sigh. Speaking to the folks is always good. There's always something to be learned and even better delicious catered food to be eaten.

Wandi did things I can only hope to do in the future with Magenta. A far greater photographer than I even on his drunkest day. Future Thug! Rapper from planet KillaSpasticThugKwik Disco Izrael once again hold his crowd to ransom with his buttery flows and even better nonsensic raps. '"YES PLEASE MOM CAN I GET SOME SECONDS OF THAT HARDCORE RAP SHIT!"

Fly On The Wall we get a bit more of whatever we already are. A trampoline, A New York City Cat I haven't seen in three years and more of whatever we already.

My first trip to evol, this is where I stop writing.

Nuclear Inspiration.

Roman Empire

After sitting in my lounge looking at a lot of fashion sites and stuff, I have just realized that i no longer know where the Roman Empire is. Help?

Things you learn from those older than you

Creativity is a bloody nuisance and an evil curse that will see to it that you die from stress and alcohol abuse at a very early age, that you piss off all your friends, break appointments, show up late, and have this strange bohemian urge (you know that decadent laid-back pimp-style way of life). The truly creative people I know all live lousy lives, never have time to see you, don’t take care of themselves properly, have weird tastes in women and behave badly. They don’t wash and they eat disgusting stuff, they are mentally unstable and are absolutely brilliant.”

— Toke Nygaard

Shout out to Roger Young!

Unwilling Accomplice

So I've been in Gauteng for the past couple of days and have enjoyed every second of it! Sometimes I forget that I'm not a minority in this country. But sometimes I forget that Cape Town is another country.

And in true Jo'burg fashion I ended being an accomplice to a ridiculous heist.

Firstly after Voicetags show on Friday two of the biggest problems I know decided to combine forces and meet up with the rest of the Jo'burg brethren while the rest of us stumbled around the Woods. One of these problems was Pretoria based and had left his car at a previous location, So when he realised that a strip club mission at 04:00 AM was a rather useless notion he decided to steal the others car. "Mchana, please go into the garage for me and buy me some airtime and yourself a packet of chips." Once the other was inside the man was in fourth gear by the time the other was still making his way to the counter for the airtime purchase.

I hear about this story on Saturday night when I see that the car that belongs in Jo'burg is all of a sardine in Pretoria, "Hau ndoda, what's happening here?" we ask... "I had no option" was the response.

Sunday: a trip to Jo'burg to drop off the car and pick up the other, we start at another friends place first where we see flashing lights. Talk of a lunch, liquor and female company is enough to deter us from fetching the other car on the other side of town. I can see what's coming. "This is guy is going to do it again." I tell a friend of mine over the phone. 20:00 "Mchana, jonga, there's a braai happening at my place and there's no way I can't be there so what we're going to do is take this car again and this guy is just going to have to understand." "Dude I don't want to be a part of this. Cause this guy is gana call and shout at me cause your phone will be off." "Okanye ndizokhu shiya apha wena and you find your own way home." "Shit." "Ja I thought so. Plus there's all this at my house except it's better, so let's go, you start walking to the car and give me 30 seconds." Sure enough 40 seconds later we were in the car making what ended up being a 12minute getaway from Midrand to Pretoria, while the other "sterring" constantly trying to call our phones.

An unwilling accomplice, I had to comply. What else could I have done? Oh Gauteng...