Gotta love British humor!

"With over 900 years of motorbike building prowess behind them!"

Ugg the caveman speaks

I often wondered why Cavemen and other Neolithic tribes painted on cave walls and rock faces maybe now I have one reason.
They were men and us men are useless at talking... but very good at using our hands so we tend to let our hands do the talking but this seldom has the required result when it comes to communicating with the fairer sex.
Our paintings and handiwork is not understood by our soulmates, they would much rather have us say in words what we do not say but say in handiwork or other artifacts we bring back to the cave.
Men also do not need to say a lot when together with other men... It probably harks back to the days of hunting Mammoth... one had to be pretty quite around those critters or they would stampede and squash any hunters! Hand signals and bird calls probably conveyed what was needed to execute the task at hand.
We men have not mastered the use of language at all, there have been exceptions however, politicians and writers spring to mind. Neither do we feel the need to express our feelings either, lest we give the quarry an inkling of our intent. I really need to work on this language thing before I leave the cave again to go grab that woman by the hair.
"The most important thing in communication is to hear what isn't being said." Peter Drucker (1909 - 2005)

Have you had my meatballs yet?

I blame Patrick for this result! How is it possible? Me? the archetype nekkid cook like Jamie Oliver my hero! I love four things in life with a passion, well maybe more than four but the top two are my kids then Bikes and Cooking! This sucks...

You Are a Learning Cook

You've got the makings of an excellent cook, and the desire to be one. But right now, you're just lacking the experience. You couldn't be a top chef yet, but you could be an apprentice.

Are You A Good Cook?

Clearly Blogthings has never had my Italian Meatballs yet, I am famous for them... I am peeved... Speaking of peeved, Blogger via IE is broken... I just cannot log in! Yet when I dropped a comment over at KatieB and gave my log in data I could access the dashboard... what is up with that! Thanks KatieB for letting me use your comments as a back door to my blogs, Firefox has no issues in this regard. I suspect it was the recent Java Update that Microfart insisted on doing... grrrrr.
I was pleasantly surprised by my seamstress though... she fixed my favourite jeans as well as the two new ones I had splitteddowntheseam and my boxers I sometimes use for sleeping... sometimes things are not as well stitched as one would like and as the saying goes... a stitch in time saves nine. The total wa R36.00, works out to R6 per item! Now I must dig out all the other duds that need some love and attention, I love a pair of well worn jeans but some I have in my cupboard are not for public use any more, unless they can be made respectable once more... I hope so.
Oh... by the way... "Bloemfontein - Wing Eddie Fredericks struck twice in three minutes to clinch the Free State Cheetahs' 44-18 (half-time 10-6) win over the Blue Bulls in an enthralling Currie Cup match in Bloemfontein on Saturday." What can I say... the White Tornado is at it again! M just let me know that the Cheetah Girls won their game as well... 15-11! (Doing a victory war dance!) Whoooo boy!
L went to see Die Hard 4 and she enjoyed it... must be good then for her to enjoy a Man Thing movie! I may go and see it tomorrow if M feels up to it after his flight back from Cape Town. Either that or The Bourne Ultimatum or The Simpsons... I need a laugh or two. I also picked up a copy of Shrek3, the soundtrack and 100 80's Hits. Some good music on both albums... so I will exit with track 11 from Shrek...

What I Gotta Do - Macy Gray

Oooooooooh

Yeah, Girl a boy and a girl,
Never thought I'd have babies,
Looking up to me,
Wanna give them all the world,
Yeah, trying to make it, always gone,
You say, mommy don't go, ooh ooh,
And I don't wanna leave, uh uh (I don't wanna leave).

It's what I gotta do,
There's no place that I'd rather be than there with you,
It's what I gotta do to take care of you,
Make it right, ooh (make it right, make it right)
And I never make it,
But I have to hope you understand the circumstances,
I'll be there the second I get the chance,
What I gotta do.

Yeah, only you can rely,
Wanna give you the best of everything,
So I miss some things,
But you're always on my mind (always on my mind)
Yeah, I'm gonna show you the world,
But it ain't easy, ooh ooh,
But I don't wanna leave you (I don't wanna leave).

It's what I gotta do,
There's no place that I'd rather be than there with you,
It's what I gotta do to take care of you, (oh yeah)
Make it right, ooh (make it right, make it right)
And I never make it,
But I have to hope you understand the circumstances,
I'll be there the second I get the chance, (I'll be there)
What I gotta do.

Stars are in your eyes,
The sun is in your flower,
Easy to my churches,
You show me what my purpose is,
Girl, a boy, and a girl,
Sweetest in my world (sweetest in my world)
Hey hey, hey hey heyyyyyaaaah.

It's what I gotta,
It's what I gotta,
It's what I gotta take, ooooh.

It's what I gotta do,
There's no place that I'd rather be than there with you,
It's what I gotta do to take care of you, (a girl, a boy, and a girl)
Make it right, ooh (make it right, make it right)
And I never make it,
But I have to hope you understand the circumstances,
I'll be there the second I get the chance,
What I gotta do.
What I gotta do.
What I gotta do.
What I gotta do.

"Imagine if every Thursday your shoes exploded if you tied them the usual way. This happens to us all the time with computers, and nobody thinks of complaining." Jef Raskin, interviewed in Doctor Dobb's Journal

News from the field

My interwebs is tubed... I am using Firefox as IE is being a vacuum, sucking as usual...
Today was not the blustery day the weatherman predicted, thanks for listening God... My other best friend Ronnie and I decided to take a run on our bikes and we did the Brandfort run, we stopped at the Pub across the street from the Cop Shop, I was famished and asked for something to eat, "The kitchen is closed but I can whip up a burger or steak" said the bar lady... 20 minutes later I had half an ox on my plate... one of the best steaks I have ever eaten from a closed kitchen! Thanks that was delicious.
The run back was also great, Shrek is still loosening up and I had it up to the max with no effort but I think Ronnie on his Buza was frustrated at only doing 160 for a short burst... however I am happy and Shrek is happy at running at the legal limit on max torque... Kawa really got the recipe right for me. I know that my chance of getting a ticket is rather slim as I settle down at 120 and enjoy the ride knowing that the motor is running at maximum efficiency but has reserve for passing.
Hunting is fun...
"Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before." Mae West (1892 - 1980), Klondike Annie (1936 film)

Goosing out the bay

The back of Helderberg mountain, in wine country...
Gansbaai harbour and a gull in perfect focus!
Kelp harvesters... how those boats do not sink beats me...
Shrek on the pier...
The bikers favourite roadsign = fun!

day 8 of 12 Days with Shrek

Mountain breezes

Kitted up and ready to roll again
Mountain view
KLR promo shot...
The other breed...

day 6 of 12 Days with Shrek

Wet, wet, wet

The front is here...
Getting some breakfast in Kleinmond
Wall of cloud rolling in over the mountains... this is gonna be wet!
Time to suit up and hope hope that the tires are also good in the wet.

Day 5 of 12 Days with Shrek

Gung Ho

William Wallace You scored 79 Wisdom, 69 Tactics, 65 Guts, and 54 Ruthlessness!

Like William Wallace, chances are you have no problem charging a larger, better trained, better equipped, better armed and armored English army with a band of naked drunken Scotsmen. I'm not contesting that you have balls. It's your brain function I'm worried about. Scottish soldier and national hero. The first historical record of Wallace's activities concerns the burning of Lanark by Wallace and 30 men in May, 1297, and the slaying of the English sheriff, one of those whom Edward I of England had installed in his attempt to make good his claim to overlordship of Scotland. After the burning of Lanark many joined Wallace's forces, and under his leadership a disciplined army was evolved. Wallace marched on Scone and met an English force of more than 50,000 before Stirling Castle in Sept., 1297. The English, trying to cross a narrow bridge over the Forth River, were killed as they crossed, and their army was routed. Wallace crossed the border and laid waste several counties in the North of England. In December he returned to Scotland and for a short time acted as guardian of the realm for the imprisoned king, John de Baliol . In July, 1298, Edward defeated Wallace and his army at Falkirk, and forced him to retreat northward. His prestige lost, Wallace went to France in 1299 to seek the aid of King Philip IV, and he possibly went on to Rome. He is heard of again fighting in Scotland in 1304, but there was a price on his head, and in 1305 he was captured by Sir John de Menteith. He was taken to London in Aug., 1305, declared guilty of treason, and executed. The best-known source for the life of Wallace is a long romantic poem attributed to Blind Harry, written in the 15th century.

Off Line

The network is down and it is late... just got back from helping Anton assemble his sons 125... hope it runs ok tomorrow... Will post this when the net is up again...
"If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first create the universe." Carl Sagan (1934 - 1996)