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		<title>Just when you&#8217;re ready to lose faith&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Just when you&#8217;re ready to start losing faith in humanity, something good&#8230; Nay great! happens&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/11/22/just-when-youre-ready-to-lose-faith/</link>
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		<title>Blueline Busses versus Minibus Taxis</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This sounds eerily familiar: Why Delhi’s Buses Are So Deadly: An Economic Analysis&#8230;  Sounds much like the life of the average Taxi Driver in Josi, doesn&#8217;t it?
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/09/09/blueline-busses-versus-minibus-taxis/</link>
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		<title>Pixar FTW!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This, ladies and gentlemen, is the reason why Pixar is one of the good guys.
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/06/19/pixar-ftw/</link>
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		<title>And damn soon too!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Palm Pr&#233;&#8230; WANT!
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/01/11/and-damn-soon-too/</link>
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		<title>The Truth Will Out&#8230; (aka Tim to the Rescue!)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Rather melodramatic, but still true. Well sort of&#8230;

More than a year ago (on 18th October 2007, to be precise) I wrote a post entitled &#8220;Of universal truth&#8230;&#8221; in which I asked for the source of a poem I had read as a youth.

And today I received an email from Tim Neutel from the Netherlands (at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/01/06/the-truth-will-out-aka-tim-to-the-rescue/</link>
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		<title>Happy new year, and all that rot&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hello world&#8230;

And a very happy new year to you all, friend and foe alike.

2008 had been much better to me than 2007 had been, but that&#8217;s not really saying much: it&#8217;s kinda like saying that a frontal lobotomy is preferable to having your head chopped off. That might be true, but we&#8217;d still prefer to [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2009/01/01/happy-new-year-and-all-that-rot/</link>
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		<title>Lovely. Just&#8230; Lovely.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Hmm&#8230; So it&#8217;s fine to kill off all Christians in a cathedral, but just dare sing some Muslim words&#8230;

This world really pisses me off at times&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/10/20/lovely-just-lovely/</link>
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		<title>Picasa Update</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As promised in my earlier post, here&#8217;s an update from my Picasa Album&#8230;






As you can see, I&#8217;m apparently still on track to my goal weight&#8230;

And, yes, being fit, lighter and much healthier does indeed feel very good!
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/06/24/picasa-update/</link>
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		<title>What is Love? Jack Handey to the Rescue&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For all of us who have pondered the eternal question of what love really is, wonder no more! I have Jack Handey coming to our rescue:

Love is not something that you can put chains on and throw into a lake. That&#8217;s called Houdini. Love is liking someone a lot.

Well, there you have it then&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/06/13/jack-handy-on-love/</link>
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		<title>Watershed Moments</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Now I would hesitate to refer to myself as a professional when it comes to watershed moments, never having been paid for them, you see, but I certainly would have no issue referring to myself as an experienced amateur&#8230;

In the the last year much has happened to me, and only some of that had been [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/06/03/watershed-moments/</link>
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		<title>Just a Simple Little Epiphany&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve come to the realisation recently that, quite frequently in the recent past, I&#8217;ve allowed the words of others to express what I had felt.

While there is nothing wrong with that per sé, and in fact much of the thrust of this post is given by the same sword, it is something to smirk at [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/04/04/just-a-simple-little-epiphany/</link>
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		<title>RIP Dungeon Master</title>
		<description><![CDATA[

Ernest Gary Gygax, one of the good guys, passed away on, fittingly enough, Games Master&#8217;s Day, the 4th of March 2008.

RIP Dungeon Master, and thanks for all the dice&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/03/07/rip-dungeon-master/</link>
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		<title>I just love these sea-shells!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A very good friend of mine just sent me this quote. I wish I could find the original author, but the net&#8217;s flooded with un-attributed copies. And now I, of course, will just exacerbate the problem&#8230; :-)

Never take someone for granted. Hold every person close to your heart, because you might wake up one day [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/19/i-just-love-these-sea-shells/</link>
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		<title>The Longest Time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If &#8220;Cold Wind Blows&#8221; is the one side of the coin, this classic from Billy Joel ever so eloquently highlights the other&#8230;

While the former covers endings and that sense of loss when something wonderful dies, the latter &#8212; this one &#8212; is all about that sense of great joy and wonder with life being oh [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/17/the-longest-time/</link>
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		<title>Cold Wind Blows</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
Sun don&#8217;t shine &#8217;round here no more,
since my baby walked on out that door. 
She broke my heart, make no mistake. 
All I did was give. 
All she did was take. 
But don&#8217;t you know, 
where she goes, 
the cold wind blows. 

Well, my baby told so many lies. 
I couldn&#8217;t see through my blinded [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/17/cold-wind-blows/</link>
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		<title>Cansa Shavathon 2008 &#8211; The orange version</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saturday became take 2 of the Cansa Shavathon 2008, and I decided to go orange for that one.

To be honest, I think I much prefer the green version&#8230;





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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/16/cansa-shavathon-2008-the-orange-version/</link>
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		<title>Cansa Shavathon 2008</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yes, yes&#8230; I&#8217;m very well aware that the real Cansa Shavathon Day for 2008 is only on the 16th&#8230; My company had decided, though, that today would be an opportune day for that.

I&#8217;ll post some more photos of the other poor victims when I get them, but some of me for the time being.

Of course, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/15/cansa-shavathon-2008/</link>
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		<title>Many a true word&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Now this elicited a rather poignant smile&#8230;



But, yeah. Things change. People move on&#8230; Bonne chance, ma chérie. Au revoir&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/07/many-a-true-word/</link>
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		<title>Virtually True&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This would be so damned funny:

  

If only it wasn&#8217;t just so gut-wrenchingly true&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/07/virtually-true/</link>
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		<title>What a ride!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A friend of mine has heard that I&#8217;ve lost a kilo or two; and asked me for some photos&#8230; Well, here they are&#8230;





I&#8217;ll keep my Picasa Album updated as time goes by in case anyone else is curious&#8230;

It&#8217;s been a wild ride so far, but, damn, am I having fun!
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/02/07/what-a-ride/</link>
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		<title>Hard Lessons</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s been said that the second hardest thing in life is knowing which bridges to cross, and which to burn. The hardest is the regret of crossing those that you should have burnt, and having burnt those that you should have crossed&#8230;
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/01/15/hard-lessons/</link>
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		<title>A Storybook Love&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[He was just sitting there, staring at the sea. Nobody quite knew what to make of him, the strange old man. But they considered him harmless. He was there every morning. As regular as clockwork; sitting there sipping his coffee from his flask at dawn, having his sandwiches, always the same &#8211; brown bread with [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2008/01/08/a-storybook-love/</link>
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		<title>Resolutely Wishing For&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I initially decided to write this post, I had thought to keep it sweet and short, wishing both my friends and enemies the same thing: may 2008 bring to you what you deserve&#8230;

Up until a couple of weeks ago, that would still have been my stance, but one of my resolutions for 2008 is [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/31/resolutely-wishing-for/</link>
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		<title>I&#8217;ll just go elsewhere, thanks&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My friends sometimes get a bit annoyed with my refusing to acknowledge that Yankeeland has any meaningful contribution to make in International Society. They also wonder why I flat-out refuse to go to that country.

Now since I&#8217;m of the opinion that there had in history only been three worthwhile inventions out of America (the Colt [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/17/ill-just-go-elsewhere-thanks/</link>
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		<title>Ah, yes, that&#8217;s a known issue&#8230;</title>
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Strangely enough, an issue I&#8217;ve been faced with quite frequently&#8230; ;-)
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		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/09/ah-yes-thats-a-known-issue/</link>
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		<title>Alea iacta est&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As Caesar said crossing the River Rubicon on his way to Rome, &#8220;Alea iacta est&#8221;&#8230; And the die has truly been cast. While I&#8217;m writing this they&#8217;re still in the air and I have no idea what they will fall on, but what I do know is that I will play the numbers I have [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/09/alea-iacta-est/</link>
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		<title>Dark Days In Paradise</title>
		<description><![CDATA[
I should be feelin&#8217; so happy
to wake up each day in the sun.
But I can&#8217;t seem to raise a smile
since this days begun.
&#8216;cos when you&#8217;re feelin&#8217; so lonely,
there&#8217;s just one thing you need.
Dark days in paradise,
dark days indeed.

I followed her to the airport,
I got down on my knees.
But she just stood there smiling,
ignoring all my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/08/dark-days-in-paradise/</link>
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		<title>Moving on&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The hardest part about doing nothing is knowing when to quit.

One can say much the same for feeling sorry for oneself. And the time for that has come for me. Thank you to all who&#8217;ve been patiently waiting for me to get my head out of my butt. And to those who couldn&#8217;t (or wouldn&#8217;t) [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/07/moving-on/</link>
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		<title>Reflections on the Falls &#8211; Day 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As Themba&#8217;s stentorian snores had lulled me to sleep the previous evening, so they not so gradually brought me to a none-too-gentle awakening. Yep. Still here&#8230;

With some caffeine fuelled enthusiasm I had decided that a shower was my first order of business. Alas, no, the miniscule alcove had not over-night magically assumed more generous proportions, [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/04/reflections-on-the-falls-day-2/</link>
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		<title>Reflections on the Falls &#8211; Day 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Now, I&#8217;ve been to some dodgy places. No, I mean some really dodgy places. But that was behind me, I was convinced of that. I knew that that was history. Which doesn&#8217;t explain why I am here. No, it really does not.&#8221; These were some of my very first thoughts at seeing the Airport after [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://damn.org.za/blog/2007/12/03/reflections-on-the-falls-day-1/</link>
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