Anything is possible
The Cub language-switched for the first time today.
He speaks English to everyone but me who speaks to him in Afrikaans only. Not because I believe Afrikaans will be particularly useful to him here where we are outside of South Africa, but because I believe the ability to speak a second language will wire his brain for learning other languages that would be.
Continue reading “Polyglot Genesis”
This year marks my 18th year of posting to this blog specifically and blogging in general. I had a website on which I shared personal events and photos as far back as 2000, although technically that wasn’t a weblog as it’s known today.
Today’s a good day to reminice.
Continue reading “Hello 2023”Imago… too cliched?
According to the official (read: publicly visible) records of this site, I haven’t created a new post since April 2016. We’ll, I’ve taken on some new responsbilities at work which requires me to write a lot, and I can tell you, I need the practise.
Continue reading “Restart: Writing for Practice”A quick tutorial on how to send and receive non-Gmail email through Gmail. For this tutorial, we’ll use a fictious email account named me@example.com.
Continue reading “Sending / Receiving Non Gmail Email Through Gmail”Dammit Mudah, scammers again! I’m looking for a new place to rent and of course I’m on Mudah.my. I found this almost too-good-to-be-true apartment for rent in Marina Court.
And you know what they say about things that look like they’re too good to be true.
Continue reading “Mudah.my Marina Court Apartment Scam”The stuff part eluded to in the title of this post is the pile of emotional shit I’ve got going at the moment. There’s light in the darkness; a zipline activity that launched last week and needed documenting.
I went to go swing my camera around, as I do, with no real vision of what I wanted out of it. Turned out alright, actually. If you can ignore the intermittent focus issues and camera sake, that is. Have a gander:
Continue reading “Ziplines and Stuff”This weekend past I went about Kota Kinabalu as a tourist, participating in the most anticipated activities; seeing sights and visiting islands, and also the most dreaded; entering the bare, exposed savanna that is KK Taxiland.
Taking a taxi in Kota Kinabalu is especially grating because taxi drivers are such vultures; patiently waiting for a weak or desperate customer to stumble by. It’s always a mission to get taxi drivers to use the government-mandated meter, and if you don’t, risk being ripped off. This weekend was a little different though.
Ride with me for good, bad and uplifting KK Taxi Tales. I’ll even use the meter.
Continue reading “KK Taxi Tales”“That’s terrible,” I reply to a friend who comments how un-grumpy I was during a recent, fun night out. “From now on,” I mock-threaten, “I’m going to make sure my blood-alcohol level is always 0.04.”
“A little alcohol dissolves Mr. Grumpy and surfaces Mr. Amiable,” I argue, “although,” I say, cautioning myself more than her, “too much alcohol strips away Mr. Amiable and exposes Mr. Obnoxious.”
Continue reading “Mr Grumpy, Mr Amiable and Mr Obnoxious”On Sunday, on the way back from Ultimate practice in Stellenbosch, I saw a fire raging on the mountain slopes above Franschhoek. I thought nothing of it and was sure the authorities would have it under control soon enough.
Little did I know.
With my car tagged and bagged, I have a few experiences to share about selling a car specifically in Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia and specifically using Mudah.com.my.
I’m not sure if this is specific to Sabah though, or whether it happens everywhere in Malaysia, but here are the people who will call to buy, or not, the car you’re selling.
Continue reading “Who Will Call to Buy, or Not, the Car You’re Selling?”