This is the first scene of a new TV episode I am writing (with help from LA writer Brendan Pollecutt), based on a play I did ages back at the Market Theatre. Its a comedy drama set in one of those uniquely South African 24-hour petrol station and rest stops somewhere between Colesburg and Cape Town. The Golden Egg is a greasy oasis for travellers passing through the … Continue reading If
Someone was talking about the net not always being what it seems – sometimes the men are men, and the women are men, and children are often the FBI. Continue reading The interweb
I’m convinced my ‘voice of reason’ is either mumbling or has a stutter – it would explain so many of the same bad choices I have made with such blinding conviction. Then again, it might be that my voice of reason might be foreign, like Spanish or Mongolian, in which case I can hardly be blamed for misunderstanding the project entirely. Continue reading ke?
I am in a quandary. The only thing I am sure of is that if someone offers me advice about “listening to your gut”, I will be tempted to remove my guts with a blunt spoon and ask them where exactly this other worldly knowledge is situated. My guts couldn’t decide to digest wheat, so I sincerely doubt they have inside info on my romantic … Continue reading Digest this.
The Rant: My exhausted avatars. It started, brilliantly and simply, with media engaging and including us. I was excited. We got to vote for our favourite idols, ‘like’ the most appealing videos on YouTube and Facebook, and feel immersively included in the media cosmos. Concurrently with this media miracle, we could now be told how many air miles we just earned, how popular our posts … Continue reading Rant and Rave
All this talk about muscle memory, but you think your fat forgets? Continue reading Fat!
I don’t have a dog, which means for any kind of valid excuse i basically have to eat my own homework Continue reading Sunday blues
Our minister of security’s wife is guilty of drug trafficking, I think the concept of “if you can dream it you can be it” got a little confused in politics 101. Yes, we have the best politicians money can buy. Oh, and by the way, wasn’t the Minister of Security living off the proceeds of drug money? I see a move to the Ministry of … Continue reading more politics
I want employees that are like my beard. In the morning you wake up and the work is done Continue reading if only.
My ex and I split over religious differences, he was Catholic and I was Satan. Continue reading #undateable
There are moments where I have made the kind of blunder that is so spectacular that embarrassment moves to an altogether higher plane. I have rubbed a growing tummy to discover that it is in fact fat and not a baby, I have shaken the hands of the waiter and ordered a drink from my client, I have pulled a modem out of the wall … Continue reading end it all now!
Suicide bombers get to have 72 virgins after their explosive deaths. That’s pretty non-specific if you think about it. They could get 72 acne covered, world-of-warcraft techno-geeks; but then again, that’s a pretty just reward for being a suicide bomber. Continue reading A virgin what?