Sometime last year there was a huge billboard on the M1 close to Melrose Arch. It was for the new Playboy club and it had the photo of a voluptious Playboy bunny…facing the freeway. I am still amazed that there were no accidents on that stretch. The billboard really caught the attention. I cannot imagine any guy not to resist looking at it, and looking at it, and looking at it, eyes off the road.In any event, the billboard was up for just a few months and was replaced by another one, less dangerous to motorists.
A few months later, another billboard went up, in roughly the same area, but across the freeway from Melrose Arch. It was for Nine West. And it featured the most beautiful platform sandals. I could not keep my eyes off this billboard. The effect on any woman must have been like the Playboy billboard was to guys. It certainly was for me. I had to concentrate to keep my eyes on the road. I eventually bought the shoes.
Both billboards were successful I am sure. And I am certain that the startling shock factor of each was a well thought out strategy by the ad agency. It certainly worked for me. I wonder how many visits or memberships they got to the Playboy club with the other one? They got it just right. Put a scantily clad woman on a billboard to sell to most guys. Put a pair of shoes on a billboard to sell to most women. It works.
One man’s Playboy bunny is another woman’s shoes.
I’ve hit a blogging crisis! Aaarghhh… I enjoy writing but do people enjoy reading my writings? Does my blog have relevance? Will I get return visits? Will my readers subscribe to it? I know I’m probably not the first blogger to wonder about this.
At the moment I have my friends coming by to read my posts (thank you :-)), and some are people that have found my blog via Google. This is very exciting.
When I started blogging I was asked what kind of blog is mine? At the time I had done a few posts on India. But to sustain a travel blog would not be realistic because I don’t travel as much as I would want to. Not like this guy, Johnny Vagabond. So, mine was not a travel blog. I also researched the winning blogs of the SA Blog Awards. Here I found different categories, like Science and Technology blogs, Food and Wine blogs and Fashion Blogs. But I was sadly dismayed to find that there isn’t a “Personal” blog category section. Because my blog is mainly a personal blog.
As I was trawling through the web these past few days (that’s where I’ve been, in cyberspace), I found Squidoo. It’s an online content publishing platform. You can literally build a page in minutes. These pages are called “lenses”. There are a variety of types of “lenses”. One of my favourite “lenses” is one on how to knit socks – go on by and take a look. They look so beautiful. No, I’m not about to start knitting socks, but I am fascinated at the range of information and patterns in this “lens” about knitting socks, the tools needed to knit socks, and the different methods of knitting socks, to name but a few of the posts in this “lens”. Who would have thought this topic to have such wide applicability and information.
I guess there are blogs for all all tastes and interests. I trust that I will find more readers that will keep coming back for more. And tell their friends about it too. I must just keep writing.
This week went by quickly. Thinking back on the past 5 days, the one thing stands out as a daily occurence was traffic. I spent about 10 hours in traffic this past week. I wish we had a decent and safe public transport system.
On Tuesday I had a wonderful dinner with friends at Delhi Dharbar in Parkmore. The food was yummy, and I came home with take-away Gulab Jamun (remember this most delectable of Indian sweet I wrote about some time ago?). I had it for breakfast the next day 🙂
On Wednesday I stayed over at my sister’s house because I had a 7h30 seminar in Paulshof. I spent more time traveling the 10kms from Fourways to Paulshof than it would have taken me the 40kms from Alberton to Paulshof. The flip-side is that I had a wonderful evening with my sister and niece.
My uncle in Portugal who is 82 years old had a surgical procedure. He is quite frail and we are all a bit worried, more so because he is so far away. But he has a fighting spirit, so maybe we shouldn’t be so worried.
This was also the week that the Kilimanjaro booking was made. So it’s on for September. Now the hard training starts. A colleague said to me, “Get a backpack, put 10 kilos in it and just go walking.” Eish! It’s all of a sudden become real and I am s**t scared. You cannot imagine how I have vacillated in the last 2 weeks, “Do I?”, “Do I cancel…?”. I will be blogging about my training and climb.
This weekend – shopping with my friend, bike riding and rest.
How was your week What are you up to this weekend?
These songs literally move me in some way or another. An emotional charge runs through me, a resonance that puts me in a particular mood. I have been in traffic, in the morning, and if one of these songs comes on the radio, my whole day is made. I sing along, or move, and end up bouncing into the office. It’s undefinable, it’s not about the lyrics, it’s more about the melodies, so it’s primarily an auditory anchor that leads to a kinaesthetic response.
So these are the songs:
- Bohemian Rhapsody – Queen – The ultimate classic.
- One – U2 – Wow! This one takes me by surprise every time.
- Hotel California – The Eagles – Another classic. I saw them perform this live last month. I prefer the Hell Freezes Over extended version.
- Africa – Toto – I have this song on repeat on my iPod.
- Natural Woman – Aretha Franklin – Not an easy song to sing, I tried. She makes it seem so easy! She’s just so awesome!
- Drops of Jupiter – Train – I love the lyrics, India was a “soul vacation” for me 🙂
- I’m a Believer – Smash Mouth – This is The Shrek version – need I say more? If you don’t want to get up and sing and dance to this song then I don’t know…
- Angels – Robbie Williams – Makes me wanna cry…
- We are the Champions – Queen – Came over the loudspeakers whenever the French national team won a match in World Cup 1998. That’s why they won. An idea of midfielder Emmanuel Petit who scored the 3rd and final goal in the finals.
- Losing my Religion – R.E.M. – Another one that takes me by surprise and I end up singing at the top of my voice.
- Baker Street – Gerry Rafferty – This one almost made me buy a saxophone!
- Ten Thousand Angels Cried – Leann Rimes – astoundingly beautiful song!
This time there are 12 🙂
What songs move you? Drop me a comment.
What do you call the future? Interesting question my husband posed this afternoon. His BBM read “Aki talking to David O’ Sullivan, using WiFi from a Mango flight. Will cost R50 for one way and R90 all day.”
He then went on to say “The future is here. So now what do we call the future?”
I must admit that I read the message navigating Rivonia Road traffic. Ok, I know I should not be reading BBMs in the traffic but I can’t resist the tinny ping of a BBM message :-). It also confused me. I mean, the present is the past and the future at the same time because time passes. So why do we have to call the future anything? It is the now isn’t it? There is only the now.
Seen in the context of the Mango message, I realised what he meant.
So, I responded that the future doesn’t end. Nothing does. Everything is infinite. Ok, this is not a philosophical discussion.
My clever husband then settled on a wonderful name for the future – Outfinite! How gorgeous is that? A never-ending cycle of thinking outside the box gives us infinite possibilities. Infinite progress. Infinite opportunities for change. Outfinite!
So the future is called Outfinite!
How cool is that :-)?