I got served an advert for what looks like some sort of FootGolf game. It might be the best ad I’ve ever seen. As a candidate for “What Happened Next?”, it’s an absolute winner.
Lob your sound on, and see if you can work out what is going to result from this Brazilian booting the ball down into the city…
Absolutely amazing.
Home Alone, with competent robbers.
This scene never fails to make me laugh.
Sure the film itself – very much of its time: cellphones would have ruined it all – had its fun moments, but the ineptitude of Daniel Stern and Joe Pesci’s characters was a little OTT.
Props to Family Guy for showing us what could (should?) have happened.
Ouch, this “Suggested for you” recommendation was a bit hurtful:
Thanks a lot, Facebook algorithm.
Honestly though, considering how well Facebook is supposed to “know” me, the amount of misplaced ads and posts that it sends my way is quite laughable. Rap stuff, Trucking videos, Ads for Prime (the drink and the TV channel), the latest news from PJ Powers. No.
I think I’ll put this one down to being the same thing. Misplaced. Inaccurate.
Not me.
Definitely not me.
The weather has turned in Cape Town, and after a long, wet, cold winter, it would seem that spring is on its way. This oak tree in Constantia certainly thought so yesterday:
The trouble is – and hear me out on this one – we don’t really want it to be spring just yet.
[Capetonian people arrive en masse Chez 6000 with pitchforks and flaming torches]
No. Actually, we want spring to come at the normal time, which is probably about a month from now. Because while the dams might be nice and full (99.6% this week, down from 100.4% last week, to be exact), we need them to be like that in the middle of September too, when spring should start.
And if there’s going to be no more decent rain, that isn’t going to happen.
Also, it’s no secret that when it doesn’t rain, Capetonians use more water, so there will be a compound reduction of the amount of stored water we have going into what we’re told will be a long, hot dry summer.
Of course, this is just what climatologists and meteorologists are telling us, using their years and years of collective training and education, their cutting-edge computing models, and their interactions and collaboration with experts around the world.
You might well hear something different from your mate Keith, who has read something on Facebook. And we must thank Keith for taking some time out to share his thoughts on this, busy as he is also being an expert on Eurasian geopolitics, the New World Order paedophile network, cryptocurrency, and the reasons why Elon Musk is a “great guy”.
But I digress… often.
All I’m saying is that while it’d lovely to have a bit of nice weather right now, starting spring this early will have unpleasant knock-on effects in March and April. And I know that might seem a long way off at the moment, but we’ll look back on this post once we get there’re in the midst of heatwaves and water restrictions, just so I can say I told you so*.
* I won’t do that**
** OK, I might do that
Sunday morning thoughts.
Next door’s noisy washing machine has been going at it for several days now. All day, every day. Or so it seems. Two hypotheses here. Either they’re cleaning up a murder scene or they’ve opened a commercial laundry. I’m not actually sure which is worse (from a noisy back garden point of view, I mean).
On the other side, they’re chopping down trees. Big, healthy trees.
“Leafy” and “green” are adjectives often applied to living in a nice area: people pay premium prices for mature trees. And yet…
Next door 50 years of slow, hard work, gone in a couple of hours of noise (only just louder than the laundry).
On the Afrikaans side of my social media there’s a fierce* debate as to whether Neil Young or Steve Hofmeyr would provide the better soundtrack for the drive on the R319 between Bredasdorp and Swellendam. It’s getting quite heated.
I think I’d probably cancel the trip. Not least because whatever you have to listen to on the journey, you end up in Swellendam.
Oh, and obviously, since reading this, I can’t really get it out of my mind…
If I’d done a “Saturday thoughts” or “Friday thoughts” or whatever, this would also be in there. And in all likelihood, when I do my next ” ___day thoughts”, it will still be there.
Of course it will.
Freak Moose Antler Incident are in session for Marc Riley this Wednesday.
* Initially, I mistyped this word and WordPress tried to correct it to “faeces”. Did it perhaps read the musical options which followed? AI is amazing.