Ok, so a mate asked me how my mouse pad looked.
Here’s a quick post. This mousepad we got from the Otaku Magazine guys when the mag was still on sale. Unfortunately, due to minimal feedback the magazine was shut down.
Much to our dismay, I might add. We did, however, attend the final party with the guys and all I can remember was weed, alcohol and someone brought a guitar.
Here’s my mouse pad:
About a month ago I finally decided to join the tablet club.
I had a look at a couple of models and finally decided on the Samsung galaxy tab 8.9. There are several reasons for this but I won’t bore you with the details of my research.
I opted for an Android powered device because I am really fond of the operating system. I have even gone as far as buying my first Android Apps powered application. The application in question is PrinterShare. A must for any serious android user. I used the free version of the app for about a week and after some thought I decided to purchase the full version. The price was R100 which totally worked for my pocket.
The main reason I got the tablet was so that I can have a light, powerful, QWERTY device that I can modify to my hearts content. Obviously after unpacking it I had to see if I could get Icecream Sandwich working on it because the Samsung comes with Honeycomb by default. After a little playing I got it up and running on my tablet. Man oh man, Icecream Sandwich really looks sexy on this little bitch. Unfortunately, it was a little on the unstable side so I opted back for Honeycomb. I cannot wait for them to sort the teething problems out so that Samsung can release an official release.
Oh, it seems that I have to cut this post short as my godkids are finally done with their homework and their uncle has promised them a swim in his pool.
Which reminds me, another reason for the tablet is total internet freedom.
Well, they just jumped in and I gotta join. To be continued…
Finally done with work. What an insane day. Come to think of it, the whole week was one fucked up game.
Luckily, I’m done now and I’m prepping for the Bong & Guitar bash at my mates place. Here’s some pics:
Whatever you do this 2011 Old Year Eve, do it safe.
For once, this post is about praise.
July 2011 was a month I was dreading the whole year. That would have been the month where I had to renew my drivers license. It so happens that during this time there was quite a bit of hoo-ha around the whole renewal process.
Systems were down, people were losing their cool, it was quite the cup of chaos. The place I had to renew my drivers license was “Langlaagte”. I shudder at the mere thought of having to go to that place. Not only..hhmm.. It would seem that my [backspace] key is a little bit stuffed. I typed out half a paragraph and when I reached for my smoke I dropped my lighter on the [backspace] key and it magically decided to get stuck and wipe everything out. Lucky for me I have the short term memory capacity of a fruit cocktail. This means that whatever I was busy typing, is gone. Alas.
It’s amazing how one’s brain can be such a mighty tool in certain environments and in others as useless as a nail clipping on planet Rupert.
Back to the main feature:
I realized that at some point I’d have to bite the proverbial washing machine and get the license renewed. By September 2011 I had finally mustered the courage and patience I would need to face the “Langlaagte Foe”. I made arrangements at the office that I’d take off on Tuesday to get my license sorted out. Unfortunately for me, work was being it’s usual fist-chest-air nazi I had known it to become. Finally, November 2011 is here and while I was driving to a client I realized that there was a lot more Cop activity than usual.
It struck me: “November/December SAP & Metro Bonus Time Project” has been initiated.
This meant that I had to renew my license, pronto. Last night was my sister’s birthday and the family got together. I found out by my cousin that the License Department in Meyerton was apparently pretty zippy. I figured, what the hell, might as well give it a chance.
Took me about 45 minutes to get there, had no idea what to do as this was my first drivers license renewal. Got the form, filled it in and started what any good red blooded Englishman would do. I started to queue. I flipped out my PSP(Don’t leave home without it) and barely had time to play 2 or 3 rounds of Naruto when I was ushered into the eye testing spot. 15 minutes later I was in my car, in total disbelief. 10 minutes later I started my car, still in half a daze.
Did renewing my license really just take 20 minutes? That’s gotta be some kind of record, right? Someone must be playing some kind of cruel trick on me. Schuster, are you hiding in the bushes somewhere?
Only after I got back to the office did I finally realize the implications of the event that took place during The License Renewal Project. Meyerton License Department are fucking LEGENDS!
So, in honour of these gods among men, these organized and awesome people I figured I’d show you people where you can get hold of them. If you’re in Gauteng, it makes sense, anywhere else, good luck >;p
So, without further ado:
No matter where you look around you, you can feel the end of the year rush.
People are bumping into each other in shopping malls. People are losing their patience during traffic hours a lot faster. If you listen carefully, you can hear a slight buzz in the air.
At the office it’s getting insanely busy. Every body is pushing to get their work done. Even though the sun is setting a little later every night, most people are getting home after dark. When I was a child, this time of year you could feel school was coming to and end the holidays were about to start. Through the years I’ve come to understand that December through to January belong to my clients.
This is the time just before people get jolly and realize that it’s time to buy all the needy little bastards…er I mean children presents. It’s such a weird concept, Christmas. It’s the time of the year where you feel compelled to be kind and good natured. It’s that odd slice of the year where prices of toys have their own unique little place in space and time.
However, when you’re a child, Christmas is the best time of the year. There are lights, there’s music everywhere, people look happy. There are promises and comfort all around you. When you’re a child, Christmas is awesome.
I started this post with a specific topic in mind, but due to some new stash intake, the topic eludes me.
So, instead have a look at my new stash. This will last me beyond new year!
It is with deep regret that I type this post.
After a year of faithful service, my maulling sieve has finally packed up.
I have been through a lot with this old bugger and he’s done more of his share of separating the twigs, seeds and stalks from the good stuff. I figured I’d say goodbye in style by showing the world his last day:
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He will be missed!