My dodgy connections ... and stuff that I wanted to write

I never get a headache, not even when I have a hangover or babbelas (as the same is called here) but sometimes when I'm hungry, I get a headache to indicate that. Similarly my stomach gets upset when I'm hungover ... a dodgy connection between cause and effect.

This is apparently caused by "Extended Tourette's Syndrome". I put that in parenthesis because I only half believe it. I was once diagnosed with it and put on a diet of Ritalin and Prozac. It did not work. I soon gave up the Prozac and fed my friends the Ritalin. They seemed to enjoy it (like coke they said) and all that it did for me was to give me sweaty palms and suicidal tendencies.

My Internet connection at home is the same. Sometimes it works fine on virtually no signal and sometimes it does not work at all on a full signal. Go figure.

In the meantime here are the blogs that you missed due to my dodgy connections:

• David Butler's must-see show about Herman Charles Bosman at a dodgy place called "Die Blou Hond" (the blue dog)
• A minibus taxi user's etiquette
• Porn and different national preferences for it (PG 18)
• The mating habits of the common milkweed locust

and other stuff ... my connection just died crxetrcvybuni0moiominbvfcxsazzsxdcfvgbnumio,

Hopefully, I will get to them sometime. I must go and sleep. Tomorrow I have a long insert about rhino poaching in South Africa to deal with. Apparently the new myth is that rhino horn does not only give you a hard-on, it also cures you of cancer ... and the F#$$%N market is responding to that. There are two to three rhino killed in South Africa per week ... Another dodgy connection. Go figure.

Then thanks to Amanda Hobson and lmprt for joining ... especially Amanda since I was deeply and speechlessly in love with her for most of my high school days (she knows this now, so don't fret).