Friday, February 17, 2012

"Chip Manufacturer to take Disney to Court"

That is clearly what the headline should be. May I present exhibit A:

Curios....a lion named Simba, eh?...ha, just noticed this is chutney flavored, but not just any chutney...
Dear Disney, will your next animated movie featured a mustached gentleman named Pringle? perhaps he meets a young lady with the last name Utz? Maybe an antagonist by the name of Senor Dorito? A crime takes place....nothing Detective Lays can't solve. And who can forget the lovable Doug Sunchip.

Anyway, you get the point. And this company has been around well before the movie.

"there's a stampede in the gorge! OH No! my chips (sorry, crisps) are down there!!"

Also, sidenote, was looking at my jacket today and noticed this:

100% Alf....nevermind the polyester nonsense below that
Yep, my jacket is made from 100% of everyone's favorite 80's sitcom cat-eating alien: ALF

"I thought it was cat filet tonight...Hey!"...classic ALF
Also, sidenote, I believe this is the second ALF mention in one of my blogs, which leads to the question: When do the Harry and the Hendersons references begin!

Not soon enough, eh Harry?

Thursday, February 16, 2012

To live and die in SA

I'm currently sick. Tonsillitis. Go figure. I'm gonna have to just cut those bastards out of my throat myself. Stupid vestigial organ anyway. However, I decided to go to a doctor instead and got antibiotics. This is my vent.


Saturday, February 11, 2012

A late Post number 2 or Posting on Africa time

So it's been about 2 weeks, figured I should try and get the energy to post something to this thing. As is the usual custom when traveling, I have been searching for what will ultimately be my beer for the harvest. Currently the two front runners are Hansa marzen gold or Carling Black Label. For those interested, they are both lagers as is most beer here. I really can't imagine a scenario where I would want a porter at this point. The sun is hot to say the least.

View from near the winery


To give a short synopsis of my sitation, I'm currently working at Asara winery, which is actually a huge hotel and restaurant as well as winery located in Stellenbosch, SA. Unfortunately, I didn't get the penthouse suite like I thought I was going to (bastards). So it goes. Instead, my fellow housemates and I were given a different "penthouse" which is actually a converted office. It's actually not that bad except for the fact that we don't really have a shower per se (don't feel like explaining...there's a shower downstairs that I use that we get to share with the vineyard workers, so it's obviously very clean and works well) and that my bedroom is soo huge and empty that I often feel as if I should start playing indoor soccer in there or something (word on the street was that a ping-pong table might go in there, which I am obviously all for). Man I'm tired, really don't have any energy to think of something fruitfull and entertaining to write. Hell, I can barely spell at this point. Most of my day currently consists of lifting, stacking, moving, and emptying crates full of grapes...as well as the usual winery work (fun fact: wine is made from grapes!). Sorry if this sounds like complaining, but after dealing with 4000 of these things I'm allowed to (see pic below). Anyway, looks like its just another harvest getting paid to get in shape, boo ya; suck on that Jack Lalanne. (the other day we did a heavy day and I got to enjoy lifting 10 tons worth of grapes in crates in about 4-5 hours...."Where's the goddamn protein, MA!!")

I can take you, old man


Lebo with the remnants of a crazy hour of tipping crates onto the sorting table....we organized them later

Fun South Africa facts:

-In Africa time, now means tomorrow, soon means next week, and later means never
-the sun is hot.....very hot
-beer is cheap but you feel like its expensive..."no way man, 50 rand a 6 pack what is this? Lethoso??"
-trucks are called buckys and traffic lights are called robots...go figure
-people are in every parking lot to help you park, its like all of South Africa has valet parking....cept there are really just there to stop people from stealing shit......if you pay them
-to easily communcate with everyone at work I need to learn 3-4 languages....which isn't promising considering most people don't understand my english
-jerky is the national food only here it's called biltong and is made from all sorts of crazy animals like kudu, springbok, ostrich, and eskimos
-the rand (unit of currency here) is not quite as strong as the dollar, so despite the fact that I have fifteen 100 bills in my wallet, I am not a baller


that is all. Maybe I'll get around to writing another before I leave in May.