Monday, May 31, 2010

It's party time

It's 10 days to the World Cup and I'm actually starting to get excited. I suppose it's all those flags you see on almost every car and realizing that this is actually a big deal and not just some major annoyance that you wish would be over as quickly as possible.

Also last night we got invited to an opening match party at friends of ours' house and there's nothing like a little bit of anticipation to get the party juices flowing. I might even wear that hideously yellow soccer shirt we got at work.

What will you be doing for the night of the opening game?

Friday, May 28, 2010

I don't want to brag...

...but look at how awesome le bf's art is!

Rebecca is our source of news at the farm. She's a lovely woman, who has worked at the Sammy Marks museum for 23 years. A perfect subject for one of Kobus' paintings.

A painting with Liza, one of our friends.

And who is this handsome devil? One of the benefits of having le bf de artiste is that he can immortalize one in a manner that is very pleasing.

Some more awesomeness.

I am also sharing this awesomeness with you because tonight there is an exhibition opening hosted by The Gallery @ Duncan Yard in Hatfield, Pretoria and le bf (Kobus Walker) is taking part. We haven't been to many exhibitions recently, mostly because our livers were asking us nicely not to! But this one promises to be one of the best of the year. Exhibition openings in Pretoria tend toward the very social - add to that the fact that most of the galleries are next to restaurants that sell alcohol and you've got one big fat kuier.

So if you are in the Pretoria/Hatfield area tonight and just sitting at home with nothing to do, come tap me on the shoulder for a chat, and we can have a lekker skinner. Oh, and look at some awesome art of course.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

God help us all

You see. This is what happens when you allow the numbers of shrill, 14 year old teeny boppers to get out of control. I propose we immediately implement the emergency culling program before the numbers destabilize our delicate social ecosystem and it's too...


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Thursday, May 13, 2010

On the subject of exes, or, How I learnt to stop worrying and love my boyfriend

So le boyfriend's art page on Facebook has gone live, for those of you who might have missed my shameless, almost non-stop attempts at promoting it for the past week.

[If you look to your left you will see a like box. You now have the urge to press the like button. Do not fight this urge. Press it. Press it now. My voice is the only thing you can hear. I know you want it.]

Aaannndd you're back! What was I saying? Oh yes. Le boyfriend's ex is a dick and I want to take a dump on his lungs.

Whew! Harboring homicidal tendencies sure does take it out of you! Actually I've never even met the guy. I just hate him in principle, after all the wonderfully entertaining anecdotes I've heard of him. I don't think this makes me a bad person, because I get along just swimmingly with all the other ex-boyfriends/shags, no problem.

That's because they are all decent people. Whereas you, Mr. Fuckface, I will personally disembowel and display your entrails on the nearest bridge over the N1. Just a friendly little warning. Toodles!

Monday, May 10, 2010

Jiraiya revisited

Found some links to what seems to be Jiraiya's personal site and blog courtesy of a friend on Twitter @tokyo23japan. Great, but everything is in Japanese, and Google Translate isn't exactly accurate.

I have sent the artist an email asking whether he doesn't want to consider maybe starting a Facebook group, or site, for his English speaking fans and will keep you updated.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

When I was your age...

When I first came out of the closet, there was none of this "variety" and "options". We had to make do with what we had: horrible old queens screaming along to ABBA tapes shuffling on an endless loop in dingy, smelly old clubs in the Pretoria CBD.

And we had to walk all the way from the parking lot at the State Theater to get there! You kids nowadays have it so easy...

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Disaster! The Sequel.

So what do we have next on the disaster film itinerary? Oh yes, the genre experienced something of a revival during the 90's when all those smart boys at Hollywood figured out how to use CGI. I'm sure everyone remembers:

Those aliens really deserve more credit. Can you imagine how difficult it must have been to get that mother of a spaceship parked exactly centered over those specific targets? They fly all those millions of light years just to have some idiot overwhelm their clearly more advanced technology with a Windows 95 computer virus... Wait! What?!

Moving swiftly along. The 90's had a couple of disaster movies that were virtual clones of each other. Like the imaginatively titled:

Hotter than hell and boring as shit.

And the small town version with a sinewy Linda Hamilton. 

And then of course the 2 asteroid movies. 

The one with Bruce Willis: 

And the one without.

Cows flying through the air. That's all I'm going to say.

Only way out you say? Excuse me, I think I've just wasted an hour of my life.

Then we have the very environmentally minded:

Which has yet another iconic disaster scene depicting New York being pummeled into oblivion. I don't know whether Americans don't like New York, or whether it's just an easy target. The tidal wave scene in this movie was actually "inspired" (read: directly copied from) by a scene from the 1933 movie:

Another one for all fans of claustrophobia is the little known:

Yes that does kind of look like that creepy ghost kid from "The Grudge". The movie has the same kind of dark overtones. I count this as more horror/thriller than disaster movie, but I suppose since it is about a bunch of astronauts trying to restart the Sun, you could class it as a disaster film.

Shame Nicolas Cage seems to be trying really hard, just like this movie.

And last, but not least:
We weren't warned about this movies' high rating on the crapometer. 

But I suppose in the end, it's not really necessary for disaster movies to be intelligent with complex plots and lots of character development since the plot and characters exist solely as a sort of filler for the actual star of the movie. The Disaster.

Monday, May 3, 2010


Last night, for lack of anything interesting on tv (True Lies etv, really? that's the best you could come up with??) we ended up watching 2012 again. You can say what you like about it, but there's nothing I like better than a good old fashioned disaster movie. Huge waves, earthquakes, meteors crashing into the Atlantic Ocean, people screaming as they fall into gargantuan cracks in the earth - bring on the popcorn!

"Earthquake" was one of the first I was ever allowed to see when I was about 6 years old. As my dad and I watched this the first time, a small tremor from a nearby mine made a mirror come crashing down from the wall. That was a bit more 3D than I'd anticipated and I was put off watching "grootmens" movies until...

This came on the tv one night. I'm surprised now that my parents let me watch it, but I remember that they felt it was a classic and it would result in a gap in my upbringing were I not to see it. This was and remains one of the most claustrophobic movies I have ever seen.


Followed closely by the "The Towering Inferno" as the second most claustrophobic. There's also a scene in this movie that I am convinced is the cause of my fear of heights, where a bunch of partygoers are trying to escape the burning building by chair and rope attached to the roof of the building across the road.

Tomorrow : Disaster! The Sequel.