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South Africa! - Benny Ou</title><description /><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>367</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MadeInTaiwanNoSouthAfrica" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="madeintaiwannosouthafrica" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-485960085489649866</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 May 2009 07:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:13:50.767+02:00</atom:updated><title>The End</title><atom:summary>365 days ago I started on a journey. I had just left behind a business that I had help start up and felt shattered. I had committed everything to it, moved cities, left my life behind; only to have it fall apart due to differences in opinions. I felt betrayed by it. I felt lost. At that trying point in my life, I had a crazy idea that I wanted to write. The only problem was that I didn't know </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/05/end.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>42</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-1287092716147575775</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 19:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:10:56.616+02:00</atom:updated><title>The PE Connection</title><atom:summary>It seems that coming from Port Elizabeth is actually paying off. I'm no longer surprised to bump into some one who is part of, what I like to call "the PE massive". We are everywhere...everywhere except in PE of course. If you ever visit PE, you'll notice there is a substatial lack of 20 to 30 year olds. Port Elizabethans seem to have infiltrated every facet of society whether it's in business or</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/05/pe-connection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-2443366854964581081</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 19:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:08:32.263+02:00</atom:updated><title>The End is Nye</title><atom:summary>What a great day, I spent most of it playing guitar on Llandudno beach, whilst watching some surfers catch waves. It was a great way to unwind and forget about all of life's problems including the possible Swine Flu (H1N1) pandemic that seems to be gripping the world in fear.  Tomorrow is back to the office *sigh* it's the first full week of work that we as South Africans have had to face in a </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/05/end-is-nye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-4994392970885553552</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 16:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:07:11.409+02:00</atom:updated><title>Sweet Tooth From Hell</title><atom:summary>Like a carnivorous animal that has gotten a taste of blood, I've become addicted to sweets. I'm ridiculous. In the last couple of days I've eatan so many chocolates, candies, cakes ice cream and other deserts its absolutely frightening. Not too long ago I was very good at passing up on the sweet stuff, in fact I was so good that I even refused an after dinner mint. But inherently, I have an </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-tooth-from-hell.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-5235442361208952518</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 23:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:04:57.317+02:00</atom:updated><title>Dueling Guitars</title><atom:summary>I spent most of the day jamming and dueling guitars with my friend. There's something very special about sitting around and being able to create music with someone else. Music is like a language; one has to understand what the other person is playing; their tempo, their rhythm and what exactly it is that they are doing. Once you've figured that out; you need to try fit in, compliment it and help </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/05/dueling-guitars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-4234697306430375107</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2009 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:03:43.029+02:00</atom:updated><title>Kink</title><atom:summary>Ah what a delightful evening of caberet-esque singing, dance, entertainment and food. Kink Bar pulled off a wonderfully enchanting evening in a very sophisticated and sexy setting, it was very different from your usual Cape Town scene; as Kink decided to hold something refreshingly special for their friends and supporters.Word on the street is that Kink will be extending and providing food lovers</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/kink.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-6435425261906642509</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T18:01:46.337+02:00</atom:updated><title>Don't Be Alarmed</title><atom:summary>I find that every once in a while you need to change the tone of your morning alarm, becuase you get so used to it that you begin to sleep right through it. I've become more and more accustomed to mine and find it exceedingly difficult to wake up.I decided I would change my alarm tone, the trick is that you can't have something too loud or too abrupt otherwise you'll wake up with a heart attack, </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/dont-be-alarmed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-1477799464038215563</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Apr 2009 19:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T17:58:51.616+02:00</atom:updated><title>School Yard Bully</title><atom:summary>I bumped into someone I knew at Caprice on Sunday evening, someone that I've known from way back when I was still living in East London. I thought it would be a fantastic opportunity to strike up a conversation and reminisce about the good old days. What I didn't realize was, what seemed good to me was not so great for her.You see, apparently I was a bully...can you believe it? Me? A bully? It </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-yard-bully.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-712588677909303211</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T17:55:25.870+02:00</atom:updated><title>Ain't No One Normal No More...</title><atom:summary>What I've recently realized is that there are no "normal" people... "Normal" I've come to understand is a relative term. What's normal to you, may not be normal to me and I find myself all to often meeting people and asking myself "Am I the only normal person left in the world?" The truth is that we're all abnormal. I may not realize it but I'm probably pretty strange to most people myself. </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/aint-no-one-normal-no-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-2912768315738048022</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 13:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-03T17:51:24.145+02:00</atom:updated><title>Movie Mania</title><atom:summary>I love Sundays, especially if the Monday after is a public Holiday. It gives me an excuse to sleep in late without feeling guilty at all; after all if the day is wasted, I still have an entire day the next day to get things done.I seldom watch DVDs these days, but when I do I watch a lot of them,(I tend to only operate in extremes it seems) - I rented out four DVDs from the DVD store and somehow </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-sundays-especially-if-monday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-3087784101154754676</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 13:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-18T09:58:33.389+02:00</atom:updated><title>Parcel Parcel</title><atom:summary>I’ve been harbouring a care package from Josephine’s sister in Denmark to give to someone here in South Africa. I've had it for over a month now and finally delivered it. The reason it took me so long to get it to the intended recipient was because she doesn't actually live in Cape Town. So not only did I have to wait for her to be in town, but I also had to find some time out of my busy </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/parcel-parcel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-48479998900289075</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-18T09:52:49.772+02:00</atom:updated><title>Another Long Weekend</title><atom:summary>Woohoo! Another long weekend! It seems as if April is littered with them, perhaps making it the least productive month, in South Africa; besides the end of the year, during all the Yule Tide madness of course. If I were president I would seriously just write the entire month off...With one holiday here and another one there; it just disrupts momentum and causes more incurred expenses than </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/another-long-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-4782753667199982437</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T13:28:44.222+02:00</atom:updated><title>Almost There</title><atom:summary>Almost there, almost done with my goal.  I must admit that I've been struggling to come up with things to write recently. There's only 12 more days before I reach the end of my year long journey and I'm in serious need to start thinking, so I can end off with something cool. Lets hope I break this spell of writers block...</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/almost-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-4998328403929517738</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-18T09:48:23.041+02:00</atom:updated><title>Voting Day</title><atom:summary>My idea to wake up really early to vote was thwarted only by my, having a late night watching Gazelle perform at the Assembly last night. What a creative act; their music seamlessly fuses different genres to create a mix of funk, disco,electro-house and African contemporary. Gazelle is exciting, fun and best of all they have a positive message behind their music. If anything, they definitely sent</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/voting-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-4313223494090787974</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2009 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-21T13:36:21.758+02:00</atom:updated><title>A Country Will Decide</title><atom:summary>Voting Day is only a day away, with bated breath the country waits before they can cast their decision to see who will be the next president. With so much relying on tomorrow's event, it seems almost absurd that people would take their right to vote likely. But sadly, I still witness people who are too apathetic to make an effort.  I really hope that all who have registered turn up and help the </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/country-will-decide.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-2834766042106998922</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 17:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T15:25:39.503+02:00</atom:updated><title>So Far So Good</title><atom:summary>Skyrove is a freaking lifesaver. Since discontinuing my 3G account with Vodacom, I've been playing internet hermit; which has made posting to my blog a complete logistical nightmare. Not only have I been needing to find time to write my entries, I've also had to find time to scurry around looking for an internet connection...I felt like that animated squirrel, Scrat from Ice Age, desperately </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-far-so-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-7888901209891647416</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 11:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T15:00:44.223+02:00</atom:updated><title>A Season for All Things</title><atom:summary>It seems like over night, winter has hit Cape Town. It’s like clockwork, as soon as all the foreigners leave to go home to their respective countries; the bad weather rolls on in. It’s been raining here for the past few days and the weather is expected to remain gloomy for the next couple going forward.It’s certainly not a bad thing. I’m feeling a little worn out from all the summer socializing </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/season-for-all-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-6895156412726098248</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 10:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:59:37.919+02:00</atom:updated><title>The Claw</title><atom:summary>I have a tendency to go a little overboard with silly things. I managed to spend 50 bucks to try win something that must have cost only a maximum of 10 bucks to produce. Yes, that’s right I went to a games center this afternoon and to pay for my sins I got addicted to the claw game. You’ve all seen the claw game before, it’s that machine that you find at game centers and carnivals, with the claw </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/claw.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-5808647296217606670</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:58:14.920+02:00</atom:updated><title>Obz</title><atom:summary>I haven't ventured into Obz in quite a long time. Obz is the more studenty area of Cape Town. Wang and I went to check out Gravity Wins Again, a mutual friend of our's band.I've forgotten what it's like to be a student, but seems like not much has changed. Besides having to study as an extra-mural activity; watching bands and drinking copious amounts of liquor are still one of the main priorities</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/obz.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-1633387793209110908</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-16T16:52:30.611+02:00</atom:updated><title>Visitor!</title><atom:summary>Awesome my BFF Bryan arrives today and is crashing on my couch for the weekend. Apparently he is here for his cousin's wedding, but I'm going to assume that he is actually here to visit me, so that we can cause city wide mayhem and have buckets o' fun...</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/visitor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-8346704463742087122</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 15:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:56:25.827+02:00</atom:updated><title>Pork Belly - A Commodity</title><atom:summary>In case you wondering what I was too busy with yesterday, so as not to write a proper entry, then wonder no more...Besides being really busy with legitimate work, some of the busyness may have been attributed to some mild dicking around on my behalf. For example do you know that Pork Belly is an actual commodity that's traded on the Stock Exchange? Why on earth would Pork Belly be a commodity?</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/pork-belly-commodity.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-6422776385916818952</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-22T21:41:01.860+02:00</atom:updated><title>Busy</title><atom:summary>Too busy to write a proper entry for the days account...unfortunately just busy, not really interesting. Till tomorrow.</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-5952604390890542404</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 10:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:55:24.383+02:00</atom:updated><title>Tribute to the Best Worst Dog Ever</title><atom:summary>Inspired after watching the movie Marley and Me, I decided to pay tribute to my own terror dog, Lucky, the Border Collie.Most people have owned a dog at some point in their lives and I'm certain that they have also, at some stage, thought to themselves that their dog was the worst behaved dog ever.  Well with Lucky, this was surely not far from the truth. Lucky was the biggest pup in his litter </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/tribute.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-6359765868661972091</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:52:07.037+02:00</atom:updated><title>Sleeping Beauty</title><atom:summary>I've been sleeping a lot since coming home to PE. I'm pretty certain it's correlated with the amount of food and chocolate eggs I have been eating; because every time after a meal, I feel sluggish and need a "quick" lie down.After every "quick" lie down, some hours pass and before I know it the day is over. The time certainly has flown while being back at home. I've done nothing except for eating</atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleeping-beauty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7233069523534391283.post-6858777165446534046</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 15:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-14T14:51:22.005+02:00</atom:updated><title>Easter Weekend</title><atom:summary>I woke up this morning stoked that the wind was blowing offshore and was amping for a surf. My memory failed me though and I forget that although, the surf is sometimes killer in PE, there is often a massive lull and the waves are... well, non-existent. I drove around the PE beachfront looking for a wave and found nothing; so I thought I'd be more adventurous and see if there was anything in the </atom:summary><link>http://benny-ou.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-weekend_11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Benny Ou)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

