Out for dinner this evening. At a proper restaurant place, not a mate’s house.
I will be having the meat. All of the meat.
Some interesting ethical stuff brought up here, albeit in a very humorous manner.
Pigs are expensive, pink and annoying. But they’re also delicious, which is why we breed so many of them. There might be a few polar bears left if more people wanted one for breakfast.
Has anyone ever tried polar bear? I’m suddenly tempted.
(For the good of the species, of course.)
Sad news for United fans this evening.
One player doesn’t make a team (and even if it did, this wouldn’t be that player), but it’s so frustrating and disappointing to lose such an integral part of the setup a week and a half before the new season kicks off.
Thanks, Ili. All the best.
Spotted this online and immediately thought of Home Affairs, but it could equally relate to any process or establishment of your choosing. DHA might have the dubious honour of being the go-to institution for queuing in South Africa, but there will be banks and telecom companies and government agencies all over the world which will share that reputation for their individual country.
Take a book or something to occupy your mind (like a time machine, for example), because invariably, you will be there for a long time.
System is offline, ne?
Every day.
I have never been a fan of anything corporate: the environment, the attitudes, the politics, the people. But central to all of these things is the corporate language: the verbiage, the jargon and the phrases, which are always deliberately confusing and whose use is often fleeting.
It’s all so unnecessary and it’s basically a show of (alleged, assumed) power.
Scientists, Engineers, Lawyers and, most of all, Medical Doctors have been using unnecessary terminology to maintain their lofty positions in society for years. I hate it.
For me, it certainly sends a message, but probably not the one they are intending.
There are always examples of this, but how about this spectacular effort for utterly verbose nonsense?
First off, “lense” isn’t a word. The word you are looking for is “lens”. Sloppy.
I know what I’d like to leverage you off, mate: it’s the edge of the nearest cliff, thus geo-sensitising you to the pointy rocks far below, and therefore “creating discomfort”.
This is an absolute abomination. Samuel Johnson must be spinning in his grave at what looks like the result of a particularly mischievous gibbon running amok with a thesaurus.
Do better. Or better still, stop doing altogether.
They’re coming to start some building work on the bar here tomorrow, so rather than tidy up the place and get it ready for them, we went on a 16½km hike up Table Mountain.
Chilly on top in the wind, but otherwise a lovely morning out with plenty of exercise and plenty of fresh air.
And then (after a well-deserved glass of red at a local wine farm), it was back home to prep the place for a week of dust and dirt.