• T-Shirt Slogan of the Day

    Much like the previous Echoes challenges and traditions, this one happened quite by accident. We were having a discussion about how important the Hoff is to me (on Urban Trash), when Chucks name came up. As a result of that very misguided conversation, I am now instituting T-Shirt Slogan of the day. Mail me your T-shirt picture (worn by you, not worn by you, with your face in it, worn by your dog, blowup doll, whatever) and I will post it on the Echoes. At the end of a week (or weeks, depending on how this takes off), the blog visitors will vote for their favourite slogan and or pic…

  • Summer Shoppingness

    Come on summer…. x 1 6-Seater Garden Table…. Check x 6 Garden Chairs… Check x 6 Bright Orange seat pillows… Check x 1 Bright Orange and Deep Red Umbrella…Check x 2 Outside Candles in glass holders for table…Check x 1 Garden Bench (Maple and Iron)…Check x 1 Garden Hose with Sprinkler Attachment…Check Folding down the ‘magic seats’ and fitting all of it into my Honda without even a moments hassle…Check Stressing about the fact that I now have to figure out a way to bribe a BSM (Big Strong Man) to unload my car this evening…Check *contented happy sigh* Damn. Can’t wait for balmy summer nights, braai’s and ice ice…

  • I’m just not into that book

    *This is a long post, so grab some coffee before. Oh, and I’d love to hear your viewpoint on this. I had steadfastly resisted picking up He’s Just Not That Into You: The No-Excuses Truth To Understanding Guys until yesterday. I had heard about it, seen the title, read about its smashing success, and even debated its obnoxious position among the single-women-are-a-pathology lexicon, but I had never actually picked it up. Yesterday it landed on my table…a female colleague thought I needed help. Female colleague, who doesn`t know me from a bar of soap, but claims to be very concerned about the fact that I never speak about boyfriends. Maybe…