Hello Friday. Be prepared for the least amount of ranting you’ve ever seen from me. But don’t be fooled, I’m still a poes.
Hello Friday. Be prepared for the least amount of ranting you’ve ever seen from me. But don’t be fooled, I’m still a poes.
Hey girls! Hey boys! Jo’burg! Cape Town! We’ve got tickets to Diplo‘s shows in both the Daddy and Mommy Cities, and we’re giving them away to whoever can answer the question below. Use some creative electronic sex magic on us and you’ll win. Easy.
So last week the boys behind Another-Day sent me a mail with the subject “We have our first real hater!!!”. I was so excited I almost puked. Finally, I thought, we’d made it big. My rant had been seen by someone outside of my friendship circle and had spawned a reaction! Maybe from an overseas reader! Maybe someone famous! Well you could only imagine my disappointment upon reading through the drivel to find it was just another paltry personal attack on me and my writing by a friend of mine. Well, it’s been a week and I’ve finally managed to curb the tears and dry the snot from around my nose and I can safely say I’m back and I still don’t give a fuck.
I have, however, been challenged to try my hateful hand at writing something positive this week. Here goes…
You’d be forgiven if you smashed your head against the walls of your Jo’burg apartment yesterday, all because the hoof-beats wouldn’t stop. You weren’t going mad. There were thousands of feet thudding across the tar all throughout the city for the first annual Nike Run Jozi event. The Another-Day team was there to cover the whole damn thing.
Check out the pictures and the video below.