Monday, 22 September 2008

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Me. Wearing my Keffiyeh
I don't undersand why some stores here in SA market the Keffiyeh as women's scarves?


I guess that explains the weird looks I've been getting for wearing mine.


Most people seem to be of the belief that everything that closely resembles anything feminine is indeed feminine. But it's really not. As a matter of fact. The Keffiyeh is traditionally ONLY worn by men. Strictly. Women wear other stuff. For women. Not Keffiyehs.


Crap.


Sucks when you wanna expand your wardrobe and the lady standing behind the counter gives you funny looks when you're eyeing one of the items on display - and it just happens to be a Keffiyeh.


I saw a manniken all dolled up in one - a female one nogal. I felt the urge to educate people but just decided against it. If they think it looks pretty on a female manniken (I'm sure there's one word for that); then I guess there's very little a single entity like myself can do about it.


If they wanna market it as a female accessory then fine. I'll still wear mine!


I guess people don't really care about the significance or meaning behind wearing it. But it's okay.



:P
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Friday, 19 September 2008

Money maker



Mr. Money


I've recently decided I'm gonna start making dollar bills. The interest rate is killing me, maybe I can get a real deal from the Rand/USD exchange rate.

Yeah.

:P


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Thursday, 18 September 2008

I had no idea!

WOW!

Just checked my stats page on my website and noticed that I got some hits from this website. So, out of curiousity, I followed the link to see who it was that came from that site, only to find that it was some sort of design blog that outlines different design styles like the colours to use etc.

And as I scroll down on the archives page.


BAM! There it is. In all its glory, under the title... Black & Red Websites. I like it.

Whoever the site belongs to... thanks for recognising my site. Kudos to you buddy!

:P


Feels good don't it?!
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Wednesday, 17 September 2008

Definition of self

It seems Facebook is providing me with great material. Me likey.

Anyways...

Why are we defined not by our character but by our posessions? Our acquisitions.

Why can't I just be me? Why do I have to be Mxolisi, the guy who wears specs? Why? Granted it's probably because people see the material stuff before knowing the real person behind those specs.

But it extends even further. Let's say, for argument's sake, *Sbu Mpato buy a red GTI (considering how many of those already are in circulation) and you also happen to have a chipped front tooth. Somehting that has been your unique identifier for as long as you can remember. Have a couple of people know you're now a proud owner of a red VW Golf GTI then all of a sudden the chipped tooth takes the back seat.
You are no longer the guy with the chipped tooth, you're now Sbu The Red GTI Guy. It becomes who you are. It's no longer what you happen to own, apart from your great personality and the jokes you normally tell to get the ladies grinning. You're now the Red GTI Guy. Even after you change the car a few years later, trust me... you're still Sbu The Red GTI Guy.

Even if you get mugged and get robbed of all your clothes (you were just taking a stroll to a nearby neighbourhood on a fine summer night - they came out of nowhere). It's still "The Red GTI Guy" got robbed and was running naked across the hood. Seldom will you hear people say "Did you hear Sbu got attacked?" or "There was a naked guy running past here the other day". You have to be defined by what you have/had.

This is the way soceity is, and there's a pretty much not gonna change anytime soon.

Apart from being defined by material things. You also get defined by the bad thing that you did a good 6 years ago. Or even last night.

Nobody cares that you saved an old lady about to get hit by a truck while crossing the road. What they care about is the fact that you happened to scrap your best friend's new Lambo a few days after having bought it.

Sad really.

Why is that though...?



C'est la vie
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Just a thought...

Help me out here...

All I need you to do is help me out a little bit.

I need you to do two things... 1. Think of Scotland. Ok. Are you done? Great.

Now lemme see if I can correctly guess the Scotland you had in your head for those few short seconds.

It's probably the Scotland where there's men wearing kilts and knee-high white socks... right? Or maybe you even had some Scottish whisky clouding your vision. No one knows for sure except you. But that's not the point I'm trying to make here.

My main concern is not what you were thinking. I know. Shocking. I'm more interested in what you were not thinking.

Yes, what you were NOT thinking.

Here's what I was thinking... I was asking myself...
How come there are no women in Scotland?

Don't look at me as if I'm strange or something. You know I'm right. There're very few women in Scotland. If any.

I have never even heard a Scottish accent done by a female voice. Never. Not ever.

The first thing people (you included) think about when it comes to Scotland is the dress-wearing men, bag pipes, the Lochness, and maybe whisky. Never the hot sexy women of the Scottish highlands (if there are any - I stand to be corrected). Never. I bet you 300 000 Zim Dollars.

I don't think women like their men wearing skirts in public. Maybe they go in hiding, or migrate to neighbouring countries like Finland or Amsterdam (NB: I have absolutely no idea how near or far these countries are from Scotland. I'm just saying. Don't use this in your University thesis. You WILL fail.)

Anyway...

I think either the women have turned lesbian just so they can also get some recognition (by wearing skirts) from the rest of the world.

And it seems Google is in agreement with me. [click here] It seems all the women have taken up manly sports to get some sort of sense of identity considering the fact that the men seem to have completely overshadowed their existence. hence my (and maybe yours too) thinking that there are no women in Scotland.

:P
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