I went rock climbing last night…well ‘City Rock’ climbing that is!
Basically, it’s a whole bunch of climbing walls, clickety clips stuck in the wall, really really long ropes and extremely high ceilings. In other words, it’s an adventure! Just be sure you take along a friendly friend, someone who I hope you can trust…*thank you Miss M*…because they’re in charge of your rope and the inevitable connection you have with the floor from way up skywards! Each wall is marked with different levels and routes so you can really put your strength, technique and eagerness to the test. It’s amazing though…it’s like climbing the rainbow wall of wonderment…aka the liquorice all sorts of climbing walls!
To say that I thought I had an ounce of strength in my upper body is ridiculous.
I had none!
I could barely make it up the one wall! And it was only my second try! I was so buggered that my arms are now ‘oohing’ and ‘aahing’ in masochistic pain while I contemplate my very next journey to the liquorice all sorts wall. Not only am I looking forward to strapping up and climbing up but the talent is most appreciated as well.
It’s the girl’s meat market…and if you’re hungry for some meat then this definitely is the place to find yourself at! Men…there are ample men strapping up, clicking up, roping up and climbing up of walls! And they’re hot…with their beautifully designed muscles, muscle-stacked arms and hard worked hands…I could only dream of being a wall all night last night!
City Rock definitely is the ‘House of Fun!’…and far too much of it...wowwowwowwee!
Mmm…the evening’s adventures were calmed down by a relaxing Ashtanga Yoga class which was, to say the least, so flipping sore and difficult it made the climbing look like a walk in the park! Most enjoyable and very soothing for the soul!
Perhaps I’ll join this fantastic place and make a go at it...instead of climbing my own mental walls, this could be the alternative to revamping things up and making it a bit interesting...you know, shaking things up and havin' a bit of fun now and then...with a mountaineer...*wink, wink*. At least he'll have the gear to funk things up in the bedroom...or outside, depending on his grip!
Over and out y’all!
KaB
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Another 2 rhinos have been brutally killed for their horns!
You know...there are very few things that make me want to bash an incompetent person's head into the wall repeatedly...this is one of those things!
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/2-rhinos-killed-on-Limpopo-farm-20100824
How the hell can this continue happening...is it not plain as day that this is ridiculous now...I mean honestly, must a depleted population really be extinct in order for the moronic government to wake up and take action...I can't believe the people who are put in charge of biodiversity and conservation...they can't even run a flipping monkey's show and they're left in charge of our country's best assets!
There are alternatives to this...put cyanide in their horns...people will soon learn to not use them because they'll be dead...mission accomplished! Get geneticists to fiddle with their DNA and STOP the horns from growing. Do anything...do something for goodness sakes!
Please, somebody do something before it's too late!
Over and out!
Infuriated and extremely disappointed KaB
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/2-rhinos-killed-on-Limpopo-farm-20100824
How the hell can this continue happening...is it not plain as day that this is ridiculous now...I mean honestly, must a depleted population really be extinct in order for the moronic government to wake up and take action...I can't believe the people who are put in charge of biodiversity and conservation...they can't even run a flipping monkey's show and they're left in charge of our country's best assets!
There are alternatives to this...put cyanide in their horns...people will soon learn to not use them because they'll be dead...mission accomplished! Get geneticists to fiddle with their DNA and STOP the horns from growing. Do anything...do something for goodness sakes!
Please, somebody do something before it's too late!
Over and out!
Infuriated and extremely disappointed KaB
Keeping the balls in my court...
I asked a guy out today.
I just picked up the phone, called his office and spoke to him. *Hot voice*
He seemed intrigued but unfortunately another lucky bitch beat me to the punch...(I must have been onto something good there)...and he said that he'd feel bad if he complied. He was flattered though...of course he was...he's in high demand for f's sake and some random gorgeous-voiced woman just phoned him to ask him out!
Bold move...ah well...at least I asked.
At least I had the bloody guts to phone somebody completely random and ask them out for drinks. It's a first for me but it's opened the flood gates...**now going through my phone number list slash business cards looking for hot single men to phone and book up my weeks with** Is a genuine joke - not going to do that...this dude really got the insides going and am bummed to the core! Balls...he really is a hottie though and seems like a nice enough dude...what with his sincerity and charm felt through the phone. Wish I could've felt something else through the phone!
What is it about women asking men out...so many of my girlfriends were weary of the idea and suggested alternatives, some of the guys thought the idea was great and that it showed initiative. Does that mean you appreciate it if a chick digs you and asks you out or does it mean you're convinced you've got a place to stay the night even before the date has started?!?
Because, although that would be nice on date #you're getting lucky tonight, that's not the point. The point is to take the balls and put them in my own court...so to speak...and to take control of my very own situation rather than wait for some Prince Charming to swoop me off of my feet...I prefer to do the swoop testing myself, you see!
I won't lie...the thought of phoning him sent my insides running...sweaty hands and a sick nauseous feeling swept through me like the plague and I found myself staggering towards the finish line. And when I got there I came second...for goodness sake. Is there no good power type supernatural energy person thingie up there in the Big Blue ready to help a sista out with some good karma and good times!
It just got me thinking...why don't we do this more often, because honestly...it's the 21st Century and women are independent and in control of their lives...except when it comes to dating...so many wait around and expect 'the one' to walk through the door and rescue her from spinsterhood and scrawny old cats licking your old and mouldy body because it's smells dodgy due to lack of hygiene!
Seriously...why do we not ask men out on dates...what's stopping us? The fact that we'll look desperate...needy?!?
I need answers.
Over and out y'all!
KaB
I just picked up the phone, called his office and spoke to him. *Hot voice*
He seemed intrigued but unfortunately another lucky bitch beat me to the punch...(I must have been onto something good there)...and he said that he'd feel bad if he complied. He was flattered though...of course he was...he's in high demand for f's sake and some random gorgeous-voiced woman just phoned him to ask him out!
Bold move...ah well...at least I asked.
At least I had the bloody guts to phone somebody completely random and ask them out for drinks. It's a first for me but it's opened the flood gates...**now going through my phone number list slash business cards looking for hot single men to phone and book up my weeks with** Is a genuine joke - not going to do that...this dude really got the insides going and am bummed to the core! Balls...he really is a hottie though and seems like a nice enough dude...what with his sincerity and charm felt through the phone. Wish I could've felt something else through the phone!
What is it about women asking men out...so many of my girlfriends were weary of the idea and suggested alternatives, some of the guys thought the idea was great and that it showed initiative. Does that mean you appreciate it if a chick digs you and asks you out or does it mean you're convinced you've got a place to stay the night even before the date has started?!?
Because, although that would be nice on date #you're getting lucky tonight, that's not the point. The point is to take the balls and put them in my own court...so to speak...and to take control of my very own situation rather than wait for some Prince Charming to swoop me off of my feet...I prefer to do the swoop testing myself, you see!
I won't lie...the thought of phoning him sent my insides running...sweaty hands and a sick nauseous feeling swept through me like the plague and I found myself staggering towards the finish line. And when I got there I came second...for goodness sake. Is there no good power type supernatural energy person thingie up there in the Big Blue ready to help a sista out with some good karma and good times!
It just got me thinking...why don't we do this more often, because honestly...it's the 21st Century and women are independent and in control of their lives...except when it comes to dating...so many wait around and expect 'the one' to walk through the door and rescue her from spinsterhood and scrawny old cats licking your old and mouldy body because it's smells dodgy due to lack of hygiene!
Seriously...why do we not ask men out on dates...what's stopping us? The fact that we'll look desperate...needy?!?
I need answers.
Over and out y'all!
KaB
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Surviving the game...
Can I survive in the 'wild'?!?
Really...let's answer this honestly...
Seriously...am entering Survivor...have a HIGHlarious audition prepared...best I not tell them judges just how bad I could be in the 'wild'...hope there's a super hot boy I can 'use' along the way and make my slave! Will play the game well!
I reckon with all the limited fun aside I am doomed to hate the entire experience! But...really, REALLY, really want to compete in Survivor: Maldives!
Wish me luck y'all! Thoughts?!?
Over & out!
KaB
Really...let's answer this honestly...
- I literally gargle just a tad bit of vomit at the site of creepy crawlies...they're revolting! Don't even get me started on spiders...*little hairy monsters*
- I can make fire...with paraffin marinated tea bags of course...I can see myself twirling the only strand of flint around my fingers out of sheer boredom, next thing it's over and out with fires a la flint! *oh dear...wasn't me!*
- I can catch fish...no really I can...well I've tried and succeeded if that's what you're thinking! Never landed myself a biggon but I can provide! Am not afraid to bait a hook and send the reel on out there into the blue yonder...wish I was this capable in hooking up with a male *ROFL*...can also find mussels, oysters and other molluscs to take to the table!
- I have pooped in the bush before...all y'all need is a spade or similar like tool (I suppose a hand will do) to do the 'digging' (more like hiding!) and one must not forget to be courteous and leave a leaf or something flag-like to alert other toilet users to your poohs' whereabouts!
- Am petrified of the dark!
- Never slept on the floor before sans mattress, blankie or pillow...this could spell disaster...will have to sustain self with tree leaves and other cushion like materials...have no fecking idea what I would do?!? Keep seeing images of when I was a lightie in the sandbox and used to scoop out body type holes to fit into and would cover self with sand to 'protect' (against what...the nursery school teacher and her pet boyfriend the boogey man)...one has to wonder if this would be smart?!?...what with all those creepy crawlies and lice type monsters living in the sand...*eew*! OMG my hair...it'll get BIG...very big!
- That being said...I can't go 12 hours without showering!
- Wash my hair 1X daily
- Wine does not flow like water in the wild...*potential sanity issue here*
- No clean panties...for fucks sake!
- Will have to live in my bikini...can see local newspaper headlines...'whale beaches on island, blubber everywhere'
- The challenges...I can so beat boys at physical obstacles and things like that...make me run up and down a line or squirm around on top of others in order to conquer one and all...I can do that no problem! Can swim...can run...can walk...can sleep...can do technical shit as long as does not involve maths (am ill-equipped with numbers)...yez...I can play games and hunt and gather and flipping well win!!!
- Don't eat funny stuff like slime, insides or roaches...god forbid they put a goat's testicle infront of me...*mock vomit*
Seriously...am entering Survivor...have a HIGHlarious audition prepared...best I not tell them judges just how bad I could be in the 'wild'...hope there's a super hot boy I can 'use' along the way and make my slave! Will play the game well!
I reckon with all the limited fun aside I am doomed to hate the entire experience! But...really, REALLY, really want to compete in Survivor: Maldives!
Wish me luck y'all! Thoughts?!?
Over & out!
KaB
Friday, July 16, 2010
**Rhino Poaching: Make a Change**
16 July 2010
Department of Environmental Affairs and Tourism
Postal Address
Private Bag X447
Pretoria
0001
To Ms BP Sonjica
RHINO POACHING: MAKE A CHANGE
I write to you in response to the current news article that broke on News24 on Wednesday 15 July 2010.
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/Rhino-killed-in-Krugersdorp-park-20100714
As a proud South African, I am saddened and angry at this news. I, and I am sure many within the public, are disheartened by the continuous killings of one of Africa’s greatest species and we continue to see NO ACTION taken by the relative authorities. How can we celebrate the resounding success of the 2010 FIFA World Cup and be proud of our country when these senseless, money-driven acts continue to deplete the rhinoceros population? We continue to promote our country on the backdrop of safari adventures and in providing tourists with the unique opportunity of being up close with one of the Africa’s giants, yet we do nothing to create awareness around poaching, or at least not enough awareness that will aid in decreasing their untimely deaths.
Why do you not educate people, why do you not ensure that stricter measures are taken against poachers who have been caught – more importantly, why have you not responded to these killings and provided more skilled rangers who are equipped to fight poaching? How come you continue to hold your job title in a department that should be protecting these animals rather than turning a blind eye to their demise? It is unacceptable that this has been allowed to continue and as South Africans, we should all be ashamed of ourselves for not caring enough to put a stop to this. It is shameful that we promote ourselves through referencing these animals yet we do nothing to protect or ensure their survival!
Over the last year, 126 rhino have been murdered for their horn, a commodity that is exported to Asia for archaic medicinal purposes – medicine? Do you not think that this is a bizarre alternative to the survival of this species; so bizarre that you should be using all of your resources to ensure that the rhinoceros species does not become extinct? The female rhinoceros that was killed on Tuesday was still suckling her calf, she was not dead when those inhumane pigs sawed her horn off, she probably died of shock and her calf was left to fend for itself. Does this not have an impact on the emotional capacity of your soul, do you not care that this senseless murder was done in vain and was completely unnecessary? If so, why are you not making a change and why do we continue to hear new stories each week of more rhino being killed?
As a lover of animals, and someone who is proud of her heritage, I ask you ‘what are your action plans in fighting poaching and what do you intend on doing about it to ensure the survival of this species’? Surely there must be an action plan that you are obligated to share with the public? I implore you to make a stand and to create change, you have the backing of thousands of people who care about these animals and who want to continue watching them survive in the wild; their home where they can reproduce and continue to provide a unique opportunity to admire and appreciate that which is only inherent to us as South Africans.
It is time to put a stop to this, before it’s too late.
Regards,
Department of Environmental Affairs and Tourism
Postal Address
Private Bag X447
Pretoria
0001
To Ms BP Sonjica
RHINO POACHING: MAKE A CHANGE
I write to you in response to the current news article that broke on News24 on Wednesday 15 July 2010.
http://www.news24.com/SouthAfrica/News/Rhino-killed-in-Krugersdorp-park-20100714
As a proud South African, I am saddened and angry at this news. I, and I am sure many within the public, are disheartened by the continuous killings of one of Africa’s greatest species and we continue to see NO ACTION taken by the relative authorities. How can we celebrate the resounding success of the 2010 FIFA World Cup and be proud of our country when these senseless, money-driven acts continue to deplete the rhinoceros population? We continue to promote our country on the backdrop of safari adventures and in providing tourists with the unique opportunity of being up close with one of the Africa’s giants, yet we do nothing to create awareness around poaching, or at least not enough awareness that will aid in decreasing their untimely deaths.
Why do you not educate people, why do you not ensure that stricter measures are taken against poachers who have been caught – more importantly, why have you not responded to these killings and provided more skilled rangers who are equipped to fight poaching? How come you continue to hold your job title in a department that should be protecting these animals rather than turning a blind eye to their demise? It is unacceptable that this has been allowed to continue and as South Africans, we should all be ashamed of ourselves for not caring enough to put a stop to this. It is shameful that we promote ourselves through referencing these animals yet we do nothing to protect or ensure their survival!
Over the last year, 126 rhino have been murdered for their horn, a commodity that is exported to Asia for archaic medicinal purposes – medicine? Do you not think that this is a bizarre alternative to the survival of this species; so bizarre that you should be using all of your resources to ensure that the rhinoceros species does not become extinct? The female rhinoceros that was killed on Tuesday was still suckling her calf, she was not dead when those inhumane pigs sawed her horn off, she probably died of shock and her calf was left to fend for itself. Does this not have an impact on the emotional capacity of your soul, do you not care that this senseless murder was done in vain and was completely unnecessary? If so, why are you not making a change and why do we continue to hear new stories each week of more rhino being killed?
As a lover of animals, and someone who is proud of her heritage, I ask you ‘what are your action plans in fighting poaching and what do you intend on doing about it to ensure the survival of this species’? Surely there must be an action plan that you are obligated to share with the public? I implore you to make a stand and to create change, you have the backing of thousands of people who care about these animals and who want to continue watching them survive in the wild; their home where they can reproduce and continue to provide a unique opportunity to admire and appreciate that which is only inherent to us as South Africans.
It is time to put a stop to this, before it’s too late.
Regards,
Thursday, July 8, 2010
**DIY tools go on SALE**
So, after many a celebratory high-5, baby-5, double-5, jumping up and down in the air waving the Spanish flag and clutching of fists (you get the picture, right...so super happy for Spain after their clash with ze Germans?!?) I left the humble abode of a friend's place and descended upon my parental unit who were themselves celebratory *well, dad was already passed out in bed* and winding down from a rather stupendously brilliant Spanish footwork (oh, I'm sorry...should I shut up about that now...*cough*...no!). Mommy dearest then took the opportunity to get me all flustered and excited about a certain purchase, only to then bring me crushing down to hillbillyhood!
Moo: sweetie pie, I have such a great idea for you re: buying something for your house!
KaB: *oh goodie, goodie, goodie gumpdrops*...show me, show me! *At this point you can imagine me jumping up and down like an excited 10 year old who's on the brink of getting her very own Ultrahair Barbie...yes I got one of those way back when*
Moo: well, just before I show you what it is remember you'll need one of these and without a man around the house and your dad a few minutes up the road, it will make your life much easier!
KaB: *desperately trying to figure out what she's on about...what could it be?!?* Gee, thanks mom for reminding me that I'm 1X minus my very own sex slave *cough I mean boyfriend*! So what is this "mystery" purchase you speak so matter of a fact about?!?
Moo: okay, well I think you should really consider buying yourself this (see image below)
KaB: *a drill...mmm...she could be onto something here, self-controlled, different sized-bits to suit all moods...wonder if Women with Toys knows about this breakthrough...ROFL* Mommy, are you serious?!? What the fuck am I going to do with a drill...I hate that type of DIY, you know I need my very own handyman...if not for this, for other more important, bedroom satisfying jobs...**hope that thing is battery operated!**
Seriously, she then continued to point out the difference in cost between the Drill Set *imagine my eagerness* and the Drill alone! Imagine, she actually thought I'd be drilling holes in walls and measuring meterage and centimeters of thingies that people do to put walls up...I can't even measure a double shot properly, how the hell would I cope with this?!?
I think I'll stick to finding my very own DIY man...wherever he may be! Pity he doesn't come onsale!
Over and out y'all!
KaB
Moo: sweetie pie, I have such a great idea for you re: buying something for your house!
KaB: *oh goodie, goodie, goodie gumpdrops*...show me, show me! *At this point you can imagine me jumping up and down like an excited 10 year old who's on the brink of getting her very own Ultrahair Barbie...yes I got one of those way back when*
Moo: well, just before I show you what it is remember you'll need one of these and without a man around the house and your dad a few minutes up the road, it will make your life much easier!
KaB: *desperately trying to figure out what she's on about...what could it be?!?* Gee, thanks mom for reminding me that I'm 1X minus my very own sex slave *cough I mean boyfriend*! So what is this "mystery" purchase you speak so matter of a fact about?!?
Moo: okay, well I think you should really consider buying yourself this (see image below)
KaB: *a drill...mmm...she could be onto something here, self-controlled, different sized-bits to suit all moods...wonder if Women with Toys knows about this breakthrough...ROFL* Mommy, are you serious?!? What the fuck am I going to do with a drill...I hate that type of DIY, you know I need my very own handyman...if not for this, for other more important, bedroom satisfying jobs...**hope that thing is battery operated!**
Seriously, she then continued to point out the difference in cost between the Drill Set *imagine my eagerness* and the Drill alone! Imagine, she actually thought I'd be drilling holes in walls and measuring meterage and centimeters of thingies that people do to put walls up...I can't even measure a double shot properly, how the hell would I cope with this?!?
I think I'll stick to finding my very own DIY man...wherever he may be! Pity he doesn't come onsale!
Over and out y'all!
KaB
Viva Espanol...my team beat ze Germans!
And I am so happy that they showed dem Germans!
Viva...Viva...Viva Espanol!!!
Ah, the moment they celebrated their goal...*amazeballs*
Viva Espanol!
Over and out!
KaB
Viva...Viva...Viva Espanol!!!
Ah, the moment they celebrated their goal...*amazeballs*
Viva Espanol!
Over and out!
KaB
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