NEVER SAY DIE.........
(begun November 5th at 2.45pm.....)
I'd noticed the Parks tractor much earlier on. The driver just sitting there in his seat, taking the air, over under the gumtrees across the valley.
The grass down in the valley has reached an almost unmanageable height, and there he was, in the nick of time to save the day. *beams.... Except of course, he didn't...*shrugs..
He finally kicked his green monster into life at about 1.00pm and proceeded to do little more than cut the area surrounding Wayne von Bart's Secret garden/thicket...*lawls... He left after 2.30pm doubtless having fulfilled his brief. My curiosity knows no bounds! The time and attention given that little copse of bush and trees, while all else is pretty much ignored or just randomly set alight, tells me that it is of great value to the Project.
Surely not just for the huge water runoff from up by the Senior Boys Hostel and the Stols house? If so, why did Basil see a droog actually watering manually with a hosepipe right at that spot?
A droog that foolishly told Basil they were beautifying it by planting special trees nogal! Out of sight to but a few brave/stupid enough to use the Parkland as a thoroughfare, and not even visible to the residents FFS!
The standard white Irrigation bakkie can still be seen now and then, lurking at the head of the little copse, tucked behind the furthest gumtrees....
Man - don't you just wish I would sit my old bones down in front of the TV and STFU and maybe knit socks for orphans, instead of paying such a keen interest in how a few are going to make a shitload of money off of many? *cackles...
Socks for orphans that probably won't be around in 5 or 10 years time having succumbed to AIDS. All the bucket loads of cash being poured into the Information Theft Project won't be much good to them at all...*snorts..
There is a reason for the blindingly shiny silver galvanised boxes being handed out to shack dwellers as temporary shelter. It's already common knowledge that the squatters regard these tiny sweatboxes as a massive upgrade from their shacks, and prize them as permanent housing...*vomits..
I sense these metal structures are somehow advantageous to the Wimax Project, but as always have no idea how...*fascinated...
See, just up the Crescent and past the Treasurer's house, is the Home for the Blind... Some months back there was a great flurry of activity both there and right next door at the retirement cottages called Findlay Hall....
What appeared to be a little wendyhouse type of guard hut went up just inside the gates of the Blind Home... All well and good in the current climate of crime you say?
Yes, but sticking out like a sore thumb, they then topped this with a silver, slanted galvanised iron? roof. Blindingly shiny as you round the bend it is, and literally screams for closer attention..*falls over... Findlay Hall OTH, suddenly had what appeared to be a garage erected right up against the roadside pre-cast wall.... If it is indeed a garage, it is the oddest place to erect such a structure...*shrugs..
So, when I saw the first of the tin cans given so kindly by the authorities to someone down in Cato Crest (spotted as we whizzed by on some arb mission), my first reaction was horror... How will they survive the increasingly appalling heat of summer? *gags...
What twisted mind came up with this brilliant idea? Whether it's silver brightness is a plus for the Project or not, it reeks of the callous behaviour now rampant throughout the country.... Old age homes and orphans being utilised to run the Wimax system with utter disregard to the effects this may have on some of the occupants....*pukes...
Did you ever stop and think what a crappy job it must be, to be a start-out constable in the SAPS? A few, filled with idealism and a genuine desire to help the public would soon have the stuffing knocked out of them....
I took a call from a CPF Patrol dude earlier and at some point, out of the blue, he said something along the lines of "so you think the whole lot are corrupt and this is all a waste of time?" *sighs.... Well no.... I certainly thought that years back.... Though in my case, my attitude and those of my neighbours was deliberately encouraged and fostered for the entertainment of the Rotten Apples...*gags..
I will have to now encourage the guy to go to the Station and see for himself how many really nice people there are putting their lives on the line for a pittance. Generalising just doesn't do it for me anymore, though the Rotten Apples still do their utmost to keep the Them and Us balance....
Later
I started up the PC at 4.37pm. A minute later the desk lamp dipped..*grins... FF opened quickly enough but Mybb didn't want to know. Eventually it loaded, and there at the bottom waiting for me was rwenzori saying the forum was slow! Haikona!!!
Do I take it personally? Stupid question mate. *falls over....
The next dip to the lamp came at 4.48pm and the Master has made his point with ease this evening...*grins..I shut down and went about my business.....
The pretty Beemer had been parked across the road on the pavement and abandoned for the day, and even now that all the painter droogs have left, it sits casually outside in the street presumably safe from harm...*cackles... What a joy to have the right connections.... der Kommissar repeatedly exorts residents to pull their vehicles onto their property or they will be (and often are) stolen.... Impressive then it is that His Protege does not feel this applies to him? *keels over..
His wekkers were uncharacteristically quiet, leading me to believe that my Pervert possibly spent the entire day holed up in der Bunker....*trembles..
A given then that our grumpy and bored Network Administrator would arrange for the slow loading forum...*chokes... Tis these small moments of power that doubltess keep the poor sod going... How simple for him to whine piteously that I do him further injustice, and that it was a countrywide problem, not of his doing...*winks.... And buy it you all will! *shrieks with laughter..
Later
A short while later, I spied my Hero standing dressed in his smart civvies on the top deck. Going out then el Pollo de Grande? *beams.... Absolutely no time to keep tabs on an ageing mischief-maker as she reads the mybroadband forums so - BOOM! and a most fortuitous net slowdown occurs?
Nothing illegal there right? The fact that the GameWrecker pays for a 24/7 wireless connection which is selectively supplied by our proxy Network Admin Colin Balliram? The fact that the account payer is unaware of this artful piece of skullduggery matters not?
If the GameWrecker were told, and given proof that his Internet came directly via his charming neighbours services, do you think he would mind? If he were given/shown proof that his home is VOIPED and his every word, snore and fart relayed to the Chicken King, do you think he would mind?
I've been with the guy for about 47 years now and still I can't answer these questions....*laughs..
Later
I went up to a CPF Motherbody Meeting at the Station tonight, and surpassed myself by enjoying it AND staying awake throughout....*cackles... Guess what? The Airwing chopper pilots are to be invited to our SAPS braai in December!
My question is - can they be persuaded to attend in uniform? *gets out it's fan, cackling rudely...... You just can't keep a Good Toad down!
Peace...
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Friday 7th November 2008 at 12.08pm....
