was sitting in basic restaurant, stellenosch, this afternoon with martina. the owner is a midget and somehow martina and i started a discussion on how much chances does a midget have in dating. i do not remember how it started but here are some ideas about midget dating chances.

starting arguments were two prejudices that women do choose partners first on the basis of power so looks is far in the second place to social position and social intelligence (which amount to power), and that women focus more on details like eyes, etc so how different the whole body is not so important as to how some details work out.

i do not like such prejudice but it was one of the starting arguments…

most women might not like a midget cause of the instinct to resist bad genes, but more intelligent/sophisticated women might be attracted exactly cause of they are different. being attracted to different is good for genes and there is always a % of population which goes a bit too far with this. again all this is retarded prejudice just for the sake of a stupid argument… i really have no idea what i am talking about…

so if there is a % of people who go for different, some of them cause they want something super different because of some subconscious urge to improve the species, they might go for a midget. example is how many people do consume midget porn or stuff like that. some of it is fucked up i guess but it is an example of how things develop between humans.

so if there is a % of these people in every society and if you cross-reference it to % of midgets in he same society it turns out that there are far more people interested in extreme different and midgets than they would be in anything else.

there are more women who really would want to date and try a midget per midget than in case of a photo model for example.

i am not really into well organized writing today but you get my point…

does it work out if you are extremely different and you always end up having more people interested, than being super general so everybody is interested but little bit… these are surely not only two options…

i will try to talk to the owner of basic restaurant, stellenbosch, maybe… and get his view on things… but that could be very subjective and not really a reliable conclusion.
second was that most men’s bodies are fucked up, i mean, people my generation are hardly handsome, a lot of them are fat slobs who can not do much physically. so being a midget does not seem like a huge disadvantage since most people do not much with their genetically appropriate bodies. ok, if you are in boulder or california or some olympic training center this could not work but in most places men look like shit after 25…

this argument makes some sense…

i was robbed again. this time our house was robbed and my bike was stolen, martina’s computer and some other stuff.

also i have been feeling super weak in training and i had an ecg test in sports science institute and my heart is in a mess, so i need to see a cardiologist on tuesday and check it out.

so it could be a really bad week but i do not feel so bad, it gave me some time to finish up some stuff and relax a bit. i did some basic training to maintain the strength and i organized buying a new bike on monday.

i am just supper annoyed by people around me who keep talking how horrible everything is. it seems that when something bad happens there is this horde of people who can’t wait for it so they can bother me with their theories about how world is going to hell, how crime is higher, how endurance sports is super dangerous, how everything is dangerous and negative and eventually it is all shit.

like one ironman guy here had a car crash and he suddenly hates south africa, says he knows “what these people are capable of”. wtf! i mean, you can have a car crash anywhere in the world. anyone who starts sentences with “these people…” should be smacked in the face immediately.

fact about our robbery is that we do not know if we actually locked the door or not.

i do not know, i am quite annoyed by people who are so negative. i really do not care if im robbed or if im going to die in a week or if i am sick or whatever. why should i? it will happen anyway. whats the point of drama. i mean i like drama in a sense i talk to friends about it and we make jokes, i get some attention and its fun and than we talk about something else. im into marketing anyway so i love attention and anything that gives me attention, but i do not like superficial everything sucks bullshit.

very boring…

im free these days so if you wanna do something fun, like make a nice website, let me know, but if you have theories how world is going to end and nothing works and everything is shit then fuck off…

such is the life i chose. i am aware of risks. people who are surprised by bad stuff are fools.

interesting moment:

sitting in beads cafe in stellenbosch, listening to the ride of the valkyries by wagner, checking out adolf hitler’s paintings and sipping on coca cola with ice and lemon.

it is strange i never before checked out hitler’s paintings.

his work is quite shit, so anal, but wagner is good of course, i can imagine why everybody was so much into him, i mean the change he made in music is amazing. i am not so much into the history of this music but i can get it partially, his music is so much different and stronger than what existed before.

i am not into animal sculptures. i mean, i never had much contact. current art offering is so big and i was never a fan of consuming too much art, so i narrowed down my interests on most basic things which have most impact on me. closest i got to sculpture is rodin in paris, i really enjoy his work, especially that door to hell, that is amazing.

but…

now that i am in stellenbosch and most major intersections have a sculpture by dylan lewis, a local sculptor, i had no choice but to experience this art form day after day and i grew to appreciate it a bit more.

my first impression was that a place like stellenbosch definitely could use a more controversial art in the streets. i mean stellenbosch is the most escapist isolated place on planet: while you sit in caffes and sip espressos and overpay for steaks and fish dishes, mingle with cheer leaders and rugby players, live in huge houses with pools, few hundred meters are thousands of people living in super fucked up conditions. it is like 1 min by car difference. amazing!

so i thought there is need for art to shake this up a bit, maybe something to remind people how really weird this place is. not bad, i mean, can i say this is bad, i do not know, i guess it is but that would be boring to say, but at least to explore this unique social structure, this human ability to be so paranoid.

so i was very annoyed by sculptures of running cheetahs. i mean, it does not say much, or teach much.

but it grew on me. dylan lewis (dylanlewis.com) stuff is pretty and i think pretty after all connects everybody and everything. it is an absolute. it is cool. it is something a super fucked up black guy from khayamandi and a super rich white investor from stellenbosch center can both appreciate (im using blunt stereotypes for the sake of the effect).

anyway, nice to experience different things sometimes, like this super conservative yet pretty art.

i like artists fingerprints in the sculptures, thats a nice touch.

as many know i help out few triathletes with branding and web “stuff”. it is a nice project and it makes me happy 90% of the time (quite high, almost as sex). i organized it under nekadatriathlonteam.com. one of the athletes i work with is three time xterra world champion conrad stoltz. he is like a major legend of triathlon and has been a professional for almost two decades – one of the few great ones from the good old days but he still kicks a lot of ass.

anyway…

conrad came to stellenbosch only for a month for some easy training and sponsor work but i am guessing he is eager to go home to his farm which is many many many kilometers into the real africa.

i mean, conrad’s place is none of this wishy-washy-ferrari-fuck-teenage-students-eat-italian-icecream-drink-coffee-at-vida stellenbosch and cape town bullshit. it is real africa.

it is a place where insects are big enough to eat cows and air is as thick as yoghurt. a place where men must hunt wild animals from age of zero and women give birth while they wrestle angry hyenas. no joke, i have seen the photos and have heard the stories.

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i just met a swiss ironman athlete and we had some wine and chocolate cake in the center of stellenbosch. while i was walking home i noticed two small crabs on the ground. i instinctively picked one up and wanted to show it to martina, my girlfriend, who was home. i decided to carry the crab to our flat without harming it.

it was a bit difficult as the crab tried to push itself off.

while it was struggling i started thinking how i did a terrible thing and i felt very sad that i first took this crab away from its mate and also i was full of respect for this little creature that amongst all the terror of being picked up was still fighting and trying to save itself. i decided to continue anyway because i started it and wanted to finish what i started. the crab kept trying to free itself. crabs do not have face expressions nor make sounds but i was projecting a face of extreme panic onto it.

home was few hundred meters away and somewhere in the middle i met some cats. i was interested to see what would cats think of this crab. one wanted to cuddle and i showed it the crab but it was not interested. the cat did not share my enthusiasm.

when i got home i told martina i have a gift for her and that she should close her eyes. she was lying in bed watching a movie. at first i wanted to put the crab in her palm but than i realize she might get too scared so i decided to just show it her from my hand. she got a bit scared and than she said how cruel it was that i took it from its home and how terrified it must be. it just made me feel worst that i did this but i also wanted to share the discovery of this animal with her – do not ask me why, i do not know.

i put the crab in my training shoe and it seemed to feel better there as it had a place to hide. it seemed so weak and fragile while hiding in my shoe. i felt even more sorry for it. martina said what i was thinking: i must take it back to where i found it.

i went back on the street and walked back the way i came, with a shoe and the crab in the shoe. i started feeling very bad and thought how i really have no idea how much damage i have done to this crab. maybe it will never find its way back or it will never find its mate again. i tried to convince myself how maybe i saved it from being run over by a car but i still knew i was bad, that i should have left it as it was. i was sorry i did not check on wikipedia what crabs do so i knew better what to do with it. i was not able to remember where i actually found it and i did not see any other crabs.

i decided to leave it next to a small creek and watched it for a while and than walked home. i thought about writing this post, about how bad i was and how i hurt this little creature because i did not think of the consequences of my idiotic impulses. i also thought about many other things like morality of zoos and other animal imprisonments. i also thought about how i act in general.

it was a very stimulating experience meeting this crab and i am sorry i made it feel bad. i am sure it felt enormous fear, i am sure it felt this emotion just as i would feel it if something huge would just pick me up and take me away.

i just researched crabs online a bit and found out that a japanese spider crab can be 4 meters wide. that is one reason not to visit japan.

i am finally in south africa again, this time in a small town, stellenbosch, just outside cape town.

i have updated my contact information on the contact page – my cell here is + 27 72 2991221.

i will see how martina and i adapt to the small time in africa routine – we arrived here during xmass and it is super deserted, like no one anywhere. stellenbosch is a student town and most students are away to visit their families. it is very empty and shops are closed, surrounded by mountains and valleys and constantly burned by strong winds and sun. beaches are some 20km away so we can not cool down in the ocean.

i have chosen this place to see how it is to be in a small town. i have always daydreamed about such life and now i have a chance to try it. if i like it, if i absorb it fully, it might be a new way for me, and i can stop living in big dirty cities and spend some time in the small houses in the nature. i will see if this is possible in the next month.

stellenbosch is not really a super small place, it is still close to cape town which is quite big, but it gives me a good impression.

i am inspired by a friend of mine, stuart barnes, who moved from london to sedgefield, south africa, and has spent last few years in a small beach house surfing and making money with freelance coding for london clients.

i will see how it works out…

stay tuned…

songo.info (visit songo.info) is a charity project which fundraises for a bmx track in a stellenbosch township kayamandi. it consists of a bunch of super cool people including ruth bird who is managing the whole project and who invited me to sponsor the project with designm branding and internet stuff.

project is promoted by world champion mountainbiker christoph sauser (sauserwind.com) who together with barry stander competed in cape epic (cape-epic.com) as songo.info team. they were actually leading the first two stages of the race before barry got injured. however a lot of publicity has been gained and photos of them wearing songo.info shirts will go around the world.

i am super proud that my designs got such coverage and such impact – my goal was to make it super visual and obvious from distance exactly from such situations like racing and finishing a race on a bike etc. even more i am super proud that one day, maybe ten years form now, i will be back in stellenbosch and i will visit kayamandi and there will be a bmx track which i, in my own little way, have helped create. this is great!

i would suggest anyone anywhere to be part of such projects as they are so fullfilling.

thanks to ruth bird for making me part of this project and thanks to christoph, dan, barry, elana, anyone who was part of it and making it happen. awesome!