Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Anatidaephobia


Hey you, duck – why you got get all up in my braces?

Two days ago I was walking in Adderley Street when a friend spotted a duck sitting on a window ledge. Now I’ve never seen a duck (or goose) just hanging out with its feathers-and-all in the middle of the city. So, I came up with three possibilities:
  1.  It was having a smoke break
  2.   It was a robot duck used in undercover surveillance
  3. There was no duck 




Friday, August 26, 2011

Sometimes Skype lends itself to unusual conversations

[05:00:00 PM] maishafox: [04:47:58 PM] maishafox: kim read the last mail I sent you
[04:48:09 PM] maishafox: and die laughing (well not literally)
[04:57:29 PM] Kim Hawkins: ahahaha,... very funny
[04:58:20 PM] Kim Hawkins: hey. that stuff from Madre, have you saved it?
[04:58:34 PM] maishafox: No I forwarded it onto nom
[04:58:41 PM] Kim Hawkins: cool
[04:58:58 PM] maishafox: word
[04:59:12 PM] maishafox: a cool word is: ice block
[04:59:22 PM] Kim Hawkins: hahahahahahaha
[04:59:32 PM] maishafox: ; )
[04:59:33 PM] maishafox: wow
[04:59:36 PM] maishafox: what a day
[04:59:43 PM] Kim Hawkins: good bad.. lazy?
[04:59:48 PM] Kim Hawkins: you slacking over there aren' you


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[04:26:30 PM] Dwight Anderson: I always have plans, I just want to know when you might be joining me for sum of them
[04:28:05 PM] maishafox: what do they consist of?
[04:28:25 PM] Dwight Anderson: What would you like them to consist of...
[04:28:47 PM] maishafox: you eating a lot of bananas
[04:29:04 PM] Dwight Anderson: You calling me a monkey?
[04:29:18 PM] Dwight Anderson: I eat a lot of delicious fruit
[04:29:20 PM] maishafox: well if the shoe fits
[04:30:01 PM] Dwight Anderson: I wouldn't wear shoes if I was a monkey.
[04:30:21 PM] maishafox: but you would iof they were special monkey shoes

Friday, August 19, 2011

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Peace Power Propaganda





The last hippie I know is my Dad, he drives around in a combie, seriously. He doesn't smoke as much as he used to, in fact I don't think he smokes anymore and he definitely gets down to the smooth sounds of the 70s. He puts on the first item of clothing in his cupboard and I've never known him to use deodorant (and no he doesn't smell, well he does when he gets sweaty, but it's not gross - maybe I'm used to it, which is a bit gross?) Anyway, he's the last of a dying breed. That's sad because...

As much as hippies give me the willies, they're cool when they're not parading a cause for cash. Dead are the days when hippies were all about smoking the greens, now they seem to be about the greens and uh spirituality (you know like, whatever's in vogue on the enlightenment front, like). The hippie brethren today have become obsessed with their higher power and this narcissistic pariah parade around in nice cars (what happened to the monk who sold his Ferrari?), at trance parties, poetically preaching 'altruistically' - forming nothing more than a smoke screen for the truth: I AM BETTER THAN YOU.