I mentioned on Friday that there was some sort of surfing event that was possibly taking place in Muizenberg on Sunday and I was not too sure on what was happening. Not knowing anything about surfing, I did not have a clue if this event was really happening so SLXS decided to take an afternoon cruise along the coast until we found ourselves in the heart of Muizenberg. I never realised the event was going to be as big as it was and so was a bit shocked when I arrived to park. I learnt that it was called Earthwave and I was here to experience a record being set. It was for the most people surfing a wave at one time, which was quite a sight!

Earthwave 2007 is a global event and takes place to raise awareness of the impact us humans are having on climate change. I think it’s a fantastic idea, as being outdoors, setting a Guinness World Record, having fun, getting bronzed like a gladiator and raising more awareness on global warming is never a bad thing.

Obviously I saw all sorts of people there with their cameras and the E-TV chopper was flying over, trying to cover the Earthwave. They were all covering the same story. So why copy them? SLXS are excessive, and so I took a stroll outside the perimeter of the competition and found some interesting things that you will not find in the regular news report. This is also the article that sees me returning to full guns blazing, because I am back!

I have never been diagnosed with SAD(Seasonal Affective Disorder), but I can quite confidently say I suffer from it. This is when you get all unhappy and depressed in winter, from a lack of sunlight. I know I have it. I still manage to get through winter by doing crazy things to keep me happy, but a bit of summer sun is always welcome.

I have not felt so relaxed in a while, as I was today sitting on the beach for Earthwave, watching the surfers and enjoying the extremely chilled out surfer vibe. I sometimes find it very nice to chill out with the surfer crowd, because nothing seems to worry them. I’m sure a couple of them like to hit the reefer from time to time which owes to their uber-relaxed vibe. So to keep the whole chilled out theme of the article, I decided to skip most of the Earthwave in this article and focus on the atmosphere that surrounds these events. This is earthwave, SLXS style.

The Bomber blazed into Earthwave at full speed, and myself and Charlie managed to find a parking spot literally right opposite the event. Parking was packed and people must have been swearing that some car called a “VR3″ got the best parking spot. It’s the type of power that the VR3 commands everywhere in Cape Town.

The first thing we did was go for a stroll around the shops nearby, to see what action was going on outside the event. I can’t say too much was happening other than the fact that we found this shop. “Crow’s Nest Second Hand and Pawn”

Interesting theme.

We had obviously arrived a little bit early and there were no surfers on the beach but it was quite clear that some guy had possibly inhaled some second hand smoke when I found him cycling in the sea.

And that is no Photoshop work, like you will see in one of my next photos. That is some guy just enjoying a little cycle in the sea, which is quite good for the metal parts on your bike.

Chilling

I suppose I should also mention here that they did set the record at, and I stand to be corrected, 75 people surfing one wave at the same time. Wicked cool! And SLXS were there to experience all this! We watched a world record taking place, oh how I get around. I’m actually going to do another piece on this, but I’m busy Photoshopping a photo to fit in with the whole “surfer vibe” It was the strangest day and we saw the most odd things at Earthwave.To be honest, I found the people there quite interesting. It’s nice to move around Cape Town a bit and experience the whole of Cape Town.

I was just intrigued at the whole crowd milling around this event. I actually do have some photos of the surfers, which will come up in part two of Earthwave. I just thought you needed to see these to get your eyes accustomed to what SLXS saw yesterday.

What a fantastic day.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

It seems there were some people who could not view my site and it seems that this problem was caused by the Bishops/Rondebosch write up I posted. I think I found the problem, and will re-post it during the week but I am sure you have all read it by now. I will still post it again though, for future reference.

Anyway, I did a little something yeterday on the beach that might interest you. It will be up on Monday.  The warm weather is slowly returning, and it’s getting crazy!

Write soon.

Sean Lloyd

Editor 

Just two things to let you know what’s happening.

Entries for the Cape Argus/ Pick ‘n Pay Cycle Tour open tomorrow, 1st September 2007. It is well worth entering early as the entries do tend to fill up very quickly. I’m sending my entry in and I think I’m riding my 8th Argus next year, awesome! Entries are limited to 35000, which sounds like a lot but it does fill up at quite a rapid rate. You can enter HERE, but from tomorrow only.

Then in other news, I read somewhere that on Sunday, at Muizenberg beach, there are going to be some surfers trying to set a world record. I believe it takes place at lunch time. I think it’s for the most people to surf a wave at one time, but I must find the article. So I’m probably going to go down there and check it out if it’s not raining too hard.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

This was not ideal news to me yesterday, because the competition never took place this year, the one year that I really did follow it!

Obviously big wave competitions rely on the weather, and no one can change this so it’s up to the “Weather Gods” as to whether or not the waves will be good enough. I was particularly excited about the competition as I have heard the power of the waves at Dungeons and they really are crazy. So I can’t get you photos of the actual event, but what I can do is post some photos of Dungeons from up in the chopper.

Dungeons finds itself just around the corner from Hout Bay, and flying over there really is quite beautiful. I walked to Dungeons through the sand dunes in the previous article

This time round we decided to take the easier route, with the better view. It’s a pity it ended without really starting, but 2008 is another year and I will be down there.

And I’m going to look good!

“Ed, I’ll be down there!”

Sean Lloyd

Editor

 

Looking over Hout Bay after flying over Dungeons.

 

 

It’s a pity we did not see any sharks, that would have been cool.

 

 

Directly above Dungeons, the best view of it. You will see the path leading down to the water, that’s the one we walked down.

 

 

Wow

For those of you hitting that part of the year where you literally find nothing funny, because you are so tired of work, and for those of you who wait the entire week just for “Phuza Thursday”, now might be a good time to go to this comedy festival!

It’s well known that the sunny weather is now hitting us in the face, and the thought of actually doing anything constructive is slipping by. However, with your boss biting your head off, you might find the humour section of your mind going into complete shutdown/meltdown mode. I’m not going to go into any details here, I will rather give you a link to the website because there is a vast amount of information. I have actually never been to this festival, so I cannot comment on what it’s like but I’m keen to give a try this year. It runs from the 3rd until the 23rd of September 2007. Twenty days of hilarity.

For those of you unaware what humour is, I thought I would post the picture below to give you a guideline:

George W Bush. Funny guy.

 

Go HERE for the Cape Town International Comedy Festival website.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

Those of you familiar with the movie Old School might recall Will Ferrell as Frank The Tank in the film.

I’m pretty sure that this guy, who works as a barman at the night club Tiger Tiger in Claremont, Cape Town, resembles Frank

I don’t know, that’s just my opinion. Wait until I get a photo of him in the same pose as Frank after he funnels all that beer at the frat party. Awesome.

 

You know it! I’m back! 

 

 

 

I have to go now. I’m just taking the restrictor plate off the VR3, give the white dragon a little more juice. But let’s keep that on the down low…it’s not exactly street legal.

Sean Lloyd

Editor 

For those of you accustomed to my style, you will realise that I don’t always focus on the story that other people do. I focus on the other parts of journalism…the parts not seen to the average observer. As you might well know, we are not “average” So that is why, in true SLXS fashion, I have virtually nothing to say about the rugby! But somewhere in the next few lines of writing, you will find something you enjoy.
You might all wonder what exactly goes on here at SLXS. It’s a well kept secret, but I am a writer, an explorer, a story teller and a comedian. You might wonder why it is only men that are featured on the site and why SLXS are so stuck in the old days, where only men were allowed to report the news(Like Ron Burgundy)

In order to diversify the site, I decided to recruit a new member to help out at an historically mens only game. Rugby. And so it came to be that the SLXS news team, from Cape Town, were seen with a new co-anchor, in the form of Brittany. Welcome Brittany!

Welcome co-anchor. ‘Ello darling!

Applause

Crying

People throwing their underwear

Shouting and screaming

Old men passing out

Pleats in the pants

Anyway, as you would have read earlier, Rondebosch were not the favourites to win. They have not played well of late but for some reason they set on the after burners on Saturday and I was surprised when I put my drink down to look at the score board and realised we were winning! We were literally tearing the game apart but I was preoccupied with other things and can’t exactly go into the details of the game because I was not offering my full attention to the game. What I can say though is that our planning on the day was stellar!

Charlie V had arrived early and blocked off a road leading into the schools metalwork room so no one else could get in. I had to chauffeur our co-anchor to the game and so could not be there on time. Jerry D was also running a bit late and so Charlie V took one for the team and secured our parking. All we needed to do when we got there was call Charlie V, tell him to pull his car forward, and we could fit another two cars in. Brilliant! The call was made, the cars were in, and SLXS were in business. As always.

I took a meander in my new diversified disguise. It was quite weird because I was walking through the school,thinking that people would want to touch me and praise me for my writing talent. But it seems that they were more interested in our co-anchor. Pleasant. So I took a back seat and enjoyed the day for what it was. A mix of drinks. Jerry D was back to top form after hitting a bit of a slump of late. When last did you hear of him? Other than being mentioned in The Bomber article? Welcome Back Jerry D. Hitting top form, as you can see in the photo below:

Spilling a rum and coke on his T-shirt, and a bit of 5 o’ clock shadow. Jerry D is back! And all that is man.

Please also notice the cup that Jerry D paid R7 for from the Milo man. The most expensive cup of the day. Jerry D literally does live the dream. Bachelor pad in Stellenbosch, flat screen the size of a swimming pool, near all the dirty parties, he pilots the Bomber(Now with Garmin GPS…I think we need a review Jerold), plays X-Box all day and in between…well in between….I’m not sure what he gets up to. I literally do not know what he is thinking or doing but I do find it strange when I am working on articles and interviews(To come in the near future) that he will call me on a Monday morning for a beer at The Waterfront. Luckily my schedule allows this, and so we normally do it. When I get onto the subject of work I just hear Jerry D mumbling in a Spanish sounding language before changing the subject. It’s clear Jerry D is not into any legal businesses. Only underground stuff.

The only news that I have on the game is that Rondebosch played like crazy men. I was actually expecting them to get cleaned, and they not only held up, but they gave the Bishops guys a very good run. It’s a pity they lost it in literally the last 4 minutes of the game with a final score of 27-24. The photo below is the only one I took of the game as we hunted down the Cape Town dream in dramatic style at Rondebosch. It was excess at the highest level, but I survived so that I could tell the story.

The Bosch boys forming a tunnel

I have never seen the Rondebosch crowd going so crazy for their team! They brought out the big guns on Saturday and the support was amazing. Everyone was going mental on the sidelines when we realised that the boys were about to take the win. But such is life that Bishops won it and congratulations to them for that. But it was so close! It really was an awesome game, one of the better performances I have seen from Rondebosch.

They need to play like that every game, I have never seen them like that. And judging by the comments made about the game, the Rondebosch supporters have never been prouder, even coming off with a loss.

Bishops, well done, and we will see you again next year, I hope it’s as much fun. As well as I think Bosch played…the results still say Bishops won and a congratulations goes out to them. As unlucky as Rondebosch were to lose the game in the dying minutes, it also takes the midas touch to score in the final minutes from Bishops after being dominated the whole game.

Back to the other parts of the day. As I say, I usually shy away from the mass hysteria and follow other stories happening around the story that I am covering. And so I found myself going into the bathrooms, where I stumbled upon this:

 

 

“And this coach, is how babies are made!”

 

Just a tub of Muscle Science Xplode performance booster chilling in the change rooms. No big deal really. I’m sure it’s available at all good pharmacies. But then on closer inspection, notice the white residue around the tub. Like someone has literally put their face into the bucket, and taken the whole tub up their nose. Interesting way of delivering the supplement into your muscles.

So it was away from the changing rooms again when I heard lots of screaming. I thought Mike had downed the last of his bottle of rum and was now in an alcoholic daze of sorts. It turns out Rondebosch had scored, and so I ran away from the change rooms for no reason. I was keen to see what else was lying around. Badger milk perhaps?

The game ended in much excitement and for me this was a cue to head to the pavilion to have a beverage. Which was quite a pleasant experience.

The SLXS co-anchor, Brittany was…where was she? She is so sneaky, I never know what she’s thinking. Did she write anything for this article? Where is she now? I’m clueless.

After the debauchery ended there, we headed to an old friend, Forresters Arms for a beer. By this point most people were not speaking English at all. I was making out some morse code coming in, and I was sure I saw some smoke signals as well. But no English whatsoever.

We then headed back to the SLXS playroom to catch up on some….I don’t know what I’m talking about. We had a little lie down, and then it was off to Wadda in Claremont.

Wadda had a weird vibe as I saw people who were so drunk they literally did not know what planet Earth was. The upstairs section was closed, which made for quite a sweaty downstairs section. We met up with Mike, kicked it for a drink and then we were home again. The day was too long to be able to make a big party that night!

As you can imagine, we have been coming off a rough winter and some of our dams are overflowing. This means that we have not been seeing much sun. And we underestimated having a little bit of rum in the sun.

Some classic quotes came from the day, after the headaches hit home hard:

“It feels like there is a little man with a jackhammer behind my eye, and he is pounding the back of my eyeball and that spot where your medulla oblongata sits”

“It feels like my brain is going to explode into little biscuits”

“I want to go to Italy now so I can break plates”

Classic stuff!

You forget how hard we work to get you these pictures and commentary. I was at the rugby from about 10:30am, and only left at about 3pm. Then it was all work from there as we sent it into the evening until about 1am or so. Work on a Saturday? Unheard of in the world. But I do it. I love it.

As you can see, I managed to avoid going into the details of the game here, but I still kept you reading. Such is my power with words.

I’m like…like… I have absolutely no idea.

WAIT!

There is more!

You might think that this is the worst rugby write up ever as I was not really concentrating on the game. Luckily for me, I managed to get hold of the Bishops videographers report on the game which I received from Jason M of Bishops. I will edit this into a little piece for the people who really want to know about the game.Do I continue to amaze you?

I think I do!

It might take me some time to edit as I’m trying to get my head around things such as “Knock on”, “penalty”, “phase plays” and “kick down field”

I will write you soon.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

 

I’m officially naming this condition. One day when you go visit your doctor, and he/she/it diagnoses you with PWD , you can be safe in the knowledge that the SLXS team officially recognised the disorder first. It is ours. I own it. I dominate it. And it seems I currently suffer from it along with Charlie V and others who had excessive amounts of fun this weekend. I sometimes wonder, with what I do, is it possible to have too much fun? Can you literally run out of fun things to do? I thought about it for a while and then realised it is entirely possible. If you live somewhere else. Luckily for us we live in Cape Town, so we are safe.

Anyway, after the rugby yesterday, which you will be hearing about soon, we hit rock bottom. After mingling the whole day with beautiful girls, drinks and friends, we realised that we had maxed out our inner “Fun Police” I woke up this morning feeling as though my world was about to implode. Was yesterday in Cape Town too much fun? Well if you follow the SLXS rules, you can never have too much fun.

But you still might suffer from PWD from time to time. What is a person to do when this happens? There is only one thing to do! Go roaming Cape Town in the VR3. The weather is terrible today and so we did the one thing you should not do when a storm is approaching…play golf! We do tend to live life on the very knife edge though.
We never hit the real course though as we do have some resemblance of intelligence. Instead we hit The River Club Driving Range for a spot of golf ball abuse. I realised if I did not hit some golf balls, hard, I would be throwing my computer through my window. I was that bored and sad after another day of complete excess.

So we packed a couple of clubs, including the Taylor Made Burner, and piloted the carriage towards the driving range. The rain(I must add here that it was not in Spain. The rain in Spain. Whatever, I thought it was amusing. I’m building up my humour slowly after yesterday) was coming down and my humour situation was getting to new lows.

Until I started smashing golf balls all around the course like The Rock. I hooked them, I sliced them, I got good lift on them, I messed a lot of them up, I got my shoes wet in the rain, I laughed and I even nearly cried. The rain disguised my tears. Emotions were spewing out all over the range. I was on a grass course of emotion.

Charlie “Tiger” V. Look how depressing and dark it was.

I felt better after that and I have now found the cure for PWD. I have recognised the ailment, and found the cure. The cure is any driving range, anywhere. Although The River Club is quite special, with a bar on the premises to make sure you come out feeling really happy. After hitting 100 beers and 3 or 4 golf balls, you will be the opposite of depressed. You will be ecstatic!

Luckily for us, Cape Town people have a decent sense of humour as well. Which is why I laughed when I spotted the following on the back of a Citi Golf. There is something about Citi Golf owners that just make them awesome.

No fat chicks. This humour is inherited, not learnt. You won’t find this on a cereal packet.

 

Cough cough…VR3. Hint hint.

So I laughed at that.

Pretty standard Sunday otherwise by my standards. Stay tuned for another week here at SLXS, where you never know what the next day holds. Because we don’t plan ahead, we just wing it.

Living like a rock star.

Until the new week. Love and peace to the masses.

Sean Lloyd

Editor

I actually just found this article in my head right now. Nice lazy Sunday afternoon after excessing it at the Rondebosch/Bishops game yesterday(Write up in the week, of what we remember) and I manage to remember this. I think it’s funny. You might not. But you will probably read this anyway.

I shop fairly regularly at Makro because you can buy stuff in bulk. And when you live excessively, you don’t want single items of anything, you want the whole truck load. I often find myself strolling into Makro looking for some electronic equipment and end up walking out with an entire box of liquorice(Lucky for spell checker, that’s an horrendous word to spell on a Sunday) , which leaves my teeth black.

I also bought my massive punching bag at Makro, but have no space to hang it in. Not ideal. Makro also have a great bottle store which is quite handy if you like to have a drink from time to time. Although, when buying at Makro you literally buy so much that it would seem that you like more than a single glass of scotch. Maybe an entire vat of whiskey. This might garner you the label “Raging alcoholic”

Anyway, as you can imagine, Makro deal with vast quantities of anything you want to buy. And obviusly to protect all of this, they need a decent security system.

But when you go to the Makro in Ottery, you will be shocked to see the security guard at the front gate. The first couple of times I saw him, I thought he was having me on. I even laughed a couple of times.

But as the weeks went by, I realised this was not a joke.

You see, this Camel Man seems to be carrying some sort of double barrel/pump action style looking shotgun. No jokes, go have a look for yourself. Makro in Ottery.

I wanted to add a photo here, but I am too scared to try and get a photo. He will literally shoot me apart.

“Excuse me friendly security man can I…”

I motion to take out my camera.

Grinding sound of metal as he pulls the gun back to load it.

“No photos” While pointing the gun at my knees.

“Ok cool I was just wondering actually if you wanted R100 for being so friendly?”

Then get back in the VR3 and drive fast because the VR3 does not do slow. It has only two speeds. Off and warp speed.
But go have a little look at Makro in Ottery, you will be quite amused. Or maybe it only amused me. You know…small things for small minds.

Sean Lloyd

Editor 

I just received an e-mail from Jason M of Bishops, alerting me to the dedicated rugby website that Bishops have running. Well worth a look, instead of going to the link I gave you earlier to the schools general website. I checked the schools rugby website out- Quite impressive. It’s not completely up to date but it lets you know the essentials, including all the Bishops boys who have represented the Springboks which includes Dugald MacDonald.

For those of you who are unaware, Dugald MacDonald is a complete Iron Man. Not only has he played rugby for South Africa, but he has rowed across the Atlantic in a transatlantic rowing race in a two man boat. Can someone spell IRON?

In addition to this, in 2005 Dugald and two of his varsity friends became the first South Africans to walk to the magnetic North Pole.

I met Dugald a couple of years ago when I was quite young(I am however, still youthful) at none other than Peter Cronjes house! For those of you unaware of this, Peter Cronje played for the Springboks in the 1970’s, awesome! Peter was also the first person to ever score a 4 point try! Myself and Pete like to kick it sometimes and I was over at his place for dinner not too long ago where I enjoyed quite a nice roast dinner. It was lovely. To make this even more bizarre…I used to live two houses down from Peter Cronje. Then there was the time when I lived in Rondebosch, right next door to Joel Stransky. As a little kid I used to kick around with Joel, how awesome is that! I have quite a rugby pedigree…which is odd considering I know nothing about the game.

I will now go on to blind you with even more information! Peter Cronjes son, David, played for the Rondebosch 1st XV in 2000, where Rondebosch beat Bishops at home, at Bishops, and at the Villagers sevens tournament! How times have changed…

Even more bizarre is the fact that my brother also played for the 1st XV in 2000! And I turn out to be a mountain biker…Quite odd really.

One more bit of knowledge…You might be interested to know that Justin Melck also played for Rondebosch in 2000 and he now plays for a side called “Western Province” And he has the biggest set of guns I have ever seen on a person. His hands resemble baseball mitts.

Yes, I know what you are thinking right now:

“This Editor is a vast fountain of knowledge!”

Well…you know…I suppose I get around a bit being a writer and all.

This Saturdays game is going to be intense, and I am currently prepping myself. SLXS is ready to get excessed.

Sean Lloyd

Editor