Thursday, May 19, 2011

mister hat and coffee..

it 's strange how some people will stay with you for the rest of your life-the impression they made was inevitably there to either haunt you, leave you scratching your brain or smiling.


last night as i was lying in bed i thought of one such a person that i had the non privilege of meeting in my life. Satan had to come form somewhere and this lady might just be his mother. with her anorexic , sarcastic coffee diet she was one of the most miserable people i have ever met. there are so many things that i could have said to this woman- except when i swore at her on stage. you just learn how to switch yourself off. something i could never do but remarkably taught myself

.Satan's mother came and went.

then there was mister hat. somewhere along the way mister hat fell in the Jordan and drowned himself in a can fruit bottle.the cracks were there .it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth- bitter sweet?would my life have been better without mister hat?

then you meet someone briefly and never forget them.

there are people that i could not imagine not meeting. sensitive boy. klipkerskind.bikeboy.they all have their own paths and lives now. married or soon to be,in a different time zone or just working damn hard...and when you think back many of these moments and situations made you who you are today.or not. your choice.

meet someone today with an open mind. love them or leave them. but acknowledge them first. mag jy net die mooi onthou.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

vyftig randtjies vir jou

starting a new job is absolutely terrifying. especially when you are starting on the radio. i have never ever done a radio show, although i can talk circles around you while you stand and stare vacantly praying that Jesus must save you..i walked into an amazing team, that helped me with every button ,every google and phone call. i have fallen in love with Afrikaans music all over again and made real grown up friends. without all of them alas the lord giveth..although getting up every morning at 5 is a little bit of a drag, it is getting easier. ja sure. remember your blue jeans and David bowie..reading the weather and talking about carpet burns on international radio is fast becoming too easy.

"nee, pappa ,nee" will never have the same meaning to me ever again. and writing my own dictionary is fast becoming a potent reality.it is a pleasure .

vat jou vyftig randtjies en gaan koop vir jou ietsie moois.