feel better about life

by listening to this.



looking at it helps too.

i like to think of it as the audio/visual version of eating a crepe and drinking a flat white. that i made myself.

julle ouens is grrreat

two oceans vibe did this. it's hilarious. even adriaan willem bergh said they were grrreat! but then i'm not too sure he understands what a parody actually is.
watch it.

then watch the original adriaan willem bergh video here. if you haven't had the good fortune already.

damaged control

oh, wait, two weeks, one brainstorm, one kief indie soundtrack, too many camera angles to stare at, one stick of mitchum, several copyright claims, five words, two desperate video deletions, and one very hopeful response video later...

and all is well in the world of adriaan willem bergh.

he's sticking to that old maxim that there's 'no such things as bad publicity'. perhaps not. or perhaps that's just an outdated way of making oneself feel better for looking like a complete twunt, that takes no notice of the effect of social media. yes. facebook and friends made bad publicity possible. and we all thought it was about connecting and making the world a smaller place. naive.

so here for you is adriaan willem bergh's latest foray into image making/rescuing.
watch it quick before he rips it down like he did the original video. you know, cos there's no such thing as bad publicity, right?

don't touch my olfa on my studio.

life can be ironic at the best of times, like when chad reminded to keep my olfa blade out of sight so that it doesn't get taken to studio and become lost forever.

and then reminded me that i'd stolen olfa anyways.

man what an awesome story! i just changed my password to chadisadick he's the BEST! :D

thanks for explaining capitalism

no problem mister fashion designer man.

it's nice here

feels like we're really fitting in.

good morning sailor jerry

yes it finally feels like i've woken up, woken up to something amazing

a hangover

i know? but as far as hangovers go this one was by far the best because drinking a full bottle of sailor jerry rum the night before made it all worth it

and the man in charge of sailor jerry south africa is brett rogers, and like he said he's just looking for some attention so look them up on

facebook or sailorjerry.com

not sure what to say about this

well. this guy's definitely winning something. he's either getting 'chop of the month' or 'satirist of the week'. whichever it is i'm laughing at him.
what a gent. he's even making me say words like 'gent'.
chine. boytchie. oke. bru. kief.
eff, i can't stop.
shmaak. laaik. chune. shweet.
taailand. peroni. sharks.
bint. proh-teen.
bench!

>>HALT! HALT!<< found another copy of the video that some other kind soul has ripped and uploaded. thanks friend. so that means: do watch it now.

>HALT! UPDATE< wait! don't bother trying to watch this video. apparently you now have to be invited to view it. so guess that means that this dude was being quite genuine when he said 'my idea of a perfect date would be a romantic dinner wiff a gor-jus girl but int-elergent'. guess he got embarrassed by his striking originality and like all the true geniuses withdrew from society, protecting his before-its-time gift to humankind through self-ostracism.
or. more likely, the thought of hundreds of pairs of eyes ogling his boksburg bowl cut and prize jet polyester chinos entirely royalty free sickened him to the bottom of his extreme-sports toned stomach. nee! he shouted. his patriotic, new south africa, enthusiasm and concern for the sick and weak couldn't bear that people, how dare they, might look at him on their computers and that this transaction would not result in at least a month's supply of whey protein or at very least some kief, lekker new go-faster stripes for the opel opc his dad got him.
okay. i'm over it. just really bummed i can't vote for him now. was literally creaming my pants in anticipation of the inevitable acceptance speech video. oh well, 'spose i'll have to cancel the spit braai.




thanks to thereza for this daai-mond, bra.

cinnamon rings and roundabouts

we've got doughnuts, massive macs, a brief. and, by some miracle of coincidence, an office.
we're under no impressions. just saying. but interning is pretty okay. and this time konrad and i are a team.
i left my camera at home so this is looking like a text update. of literally no value at all. to anyone. apart from the one or two cyberstalker obsessives who i know track my life with the desperate fervent interest of unemployed fashion-blog followers. because they probably are.

tomorrow i'll be making the best coffee in the world. in parkhurst. at a garish building that satanists painted black and landscaped with astroturf. it's called the super and i'm sure it'll be good. just avoid the people in robes carrying books and candles.

wait. i found a picture. the coffee will come from one of these machines, a faema e61 legend. konrad says you should come and get some of my hot white cream on your lips. flat white that is.