THEY CAN FLY!!!

I'm really trying damn hard not to write too much about the soccer. Maybe because I know that the day it's all over and all the foreigners have gone home, to Cape Town or the Kruger Park, it will all be a happy, yet distant memory.

I came across this image while looking for pictures of the Spanish team to show Claudia that my new found passion for any form of sport is justified.

Not only are they an uber bunch of hotties, spectacularly talented, and have an accent to melt your knee caps...but they can FLY! For real!!! Check it out...



I'd let them join my team. So would Peter Pan.

So worth a yellow card!

Christian Authenticity

I am passionate about Christian authenticity. As Michael W Smith said: "If the church was doing it's job, there would be no poverty", and I agree 100%. It's mission in everyday life - where you live, where you go out, with friends and with strangers.

There IS enough to go around - we need to be the example when it comes to God's provision through His people. I hope I can provide one day even more than what has been provided for me. And that's been a LOT!

George McLeod has this to say:
I simply argue that the cross be raised again at the centre of the marketplace as well as on the steeple of the church.

I am recovering the claim that Jesus was not crucified in a cathedral between two candles, but on a cross between two thieves, on the town garbage heap, at a crossroad so cosmopolitan they had to write his title in Hebrew, Latin and Greek.

It was the kind of place where cynics talk smut, thieves curse, and soldiers gamble.

That’s where he died.

And that’s where Christians ought to be and what Christians ought to be about.

Dont buy this!!!

Not only does this Shampoo smell like raw egg when you put it on your hair, but it slowly progresses into a wet dog smell. Waste of money. At least they didnt lie about the 'nature' aspect.

There can only be one...(@ChrisMcEvoy_)

DIY: FIFA Ticket collection in Joburg...things to know

Today I had to deal with two of the few things that annoy me the most when I'm alone - big moving crowds (unless they are all facing a stage), and foreigners (unless they are Coldplay).

When collecting FIFA tickets and spending a few hours in Sandton City, you are guaranteed swarms of both…and thankfully…soccer fever seems to carry an element of tolerance and I left the collection office ten tickets happier!

I got an email reminder that I hadn’t collected my tickets (thank you FIFA); and as I had no idea where Laico Isle was, I plugged the address into my Garmin and went for a drive. Great…it’s the corner with Village Walk on the one side, and tons of other ‘this-could-just-be-where-you-have-to-be’ places in it’s vicinity. Urgh.

So, as my contribution to all that is World Cup, here is my COLLECTING FIFA TICKETS heads up list:
1. The building you are looking for is across the road from Village Walk with the fanciest gym ever built (the one where you bench press solid gold and you get fanned on the circuit – I’m just guessing).
2. I parked in the actual building’s parking. Just drive around the complex and you’ll see it.
3. While driving around, see which queue leading to the Ticket Office is shorter – people were forming lines both ways.
4. Make sure you remember where you park. I did, for a change, so I always feel it’s my duty to remind others. There is also only one place where you can pay for your parking. It’s between parking levels 2 and 3, at the exit next to the Mini Cooper shop. Walk past Mini and the Rolls Royce that is the size of a cathedral and keep going from there towards the queues.
5. At this stage, you will encounter some foreign media. It could just be your 15 minutes, so make the most of it…or avoid eye contact and run past them like I did.
6. Only start talking to the person next to you if you want to carry on with a conversation. Awkward silences in the sun are heavy.
7. They let you into the Ticketing Office in groups, so if the line aint moving for a while, don’t panic.
8. Once inside. If you have your credit card with you, DON’T stand in a queue! The World Cup people still had tons patience today, and they’ll direct you to one of the ticketing machines. DON’T PANIC if it says your card is invalid – this happened to 90% of the people in the group…but it’s better to try. When your card doesn’t work in the machine, stand in the queue on the right hand side. The staff are extremely helpful.
9. Make sure you have your ID book with you.
10. When leaving, go back past Cathedral car and Mini, and make sure you have the exact change for the machine – there is a sign that indicates it doesn’t pay out. My parking cost me R7.00 for just under an hour.

It’s really not as time consuming as I thought it would be. I wouldn’t do it again…but it is worth seeing the fuss that Sandton has made over the event that is finally sparking the patriotic flame our country so badly needs.

My only other advice is go now before any more foreigners arrive and our city starts sounding like the hot spots of Cape Town.

It's a pizza LIE!

The old wives tale/tip for the modern woman about heating up cold pizza in a frying pan is a LIE!!!!!

I'm guessing the idea is that it is quicker than heating it up an oven, and stays crispier than it would had it ended up in a microwave. Both ideas are true. The result, unfortunately...not so much.

Yes - my lack of patience (YET AGAIN) got in the way of my experiment, and I guess I shouldn't have put the gas up the highest it could go. I shouldn't have ignored the sizzling I heard from the kitchen while I was trying to warm up at the heater in the lounge. And as for testing one piece before tossing the entire thing in wasn't my finest moment of the day.

The base was scorched, the topping ice cold, and the kitchen is filled with smoke (AGAIN), but some lessons you have to learn the hard way I guess...which is, incidentally, why I am warning anyone who feels the need to test this ridiculously stupid theory.

So unless you enjoy food that leaves a carbonised aftertaste, or something that looks a bit like a lung of a heavy smoker, or scrubbing the burned bits off your mom's frying pan - I'd advise you take the time and use the oven.