Chronicles of Fly

After recently looking at my statistics, I was ashamed to find that I have only posted 6 times on this blog this year. Very pitiful numbers indeed, now before I present several carefully thought out reasons *excuses actually* for this worrisome state of affairs I thought it would be a great moment to be honest and just say that I’ve just been too lazy to sit myself down and write down all the weird stuff that floats around in my head. This particular blog is a collection of soccer related escapades that took place in Varsity. Very few people knew my name in Varsity; usually I was referred to as Alex’s cousin. Yaa’ll remember Alex from Once upon a time in Otshipanda (click here to read), my very popular and unmistakable cousin, he’s a yellow type so you can’t really miss him even if you were so drunk that you can’t tell left from right *it’s a mean thing to say, but I couldn’t help it*. On several occasions people expressed rather stupefying comments, such as “The two of you are alway

Your first job will probably suck; you won't like it that much although the experience is invaluable. I find myself in that situation, I'm grateful to have a job, but my heart yearns for greener pastures and shorter worker hours, not to mention the annoyance of working weekends. Below is a list of things that bring me joy when I'm under the sun doing my thing, in no particular order. 1. Rex “aitye..eeeh!” Schumacher Yaa’ll have heard of Micheal Schumacher? World champion formula 1 driver. some say he was born with a driving helmet on. I work with the other Schumacher, aptly named Rex (I know it sounds like a dog’s name but disregard that), some say that Micheal Schumacher only ever lost one go kart race as a teenager, he lost it to Rex. Okay maybe I'm exagerating, because I doubt Rex even knows who Michael Schumacher is. Rex is my driver; he drives faster than Sebastien Vettel in Pole position. He speeds like its going out of fashion; he's the only human who would