holiday

Over the years, people have quizzically asked me why this blog has always included a reference to being from “underneath the table.” It’s taken on many forms, over time, as…

get on plane. get off plane. eat. drink. long street party. bombay bicycle club. eat. drink. laugh. the stars. the sunshine. hout bay. kalk bay. the vineyard. eat. drink. laugh.…

So, where have I been all this time? Ensconced at The Forge, that’s where. Some people don’t know this, and I think they should – The Forge is the only…

1. I am a lucky, lucky fucker. 2. I’ve never been this relaxed. Ever. That’s all there is to it. 3. They’re gonna have to draaaaaaaaaaaaag my ass home. 4.…

Right here, bitches, right here

i’ll be under the radar and quiet. for at least a week. i may or may not blog. depends really. don’t be hurt by that. sometimes i need a little…