1984 Causes Some Kak. Hmm...

So a friend of mine at 1984 - a division of Ogilvy Jhb - has just caused a bit of a stir in Joburg. He orchestrated the handing out of hundreds of controversial pamphlets at traffic stops. Each pamphlet had details of a  certain Dr Ubu asking people for their body organs in return for cash. There's a phone number, email address, even a website. Now, as this is Africa, it's a bit of a contentious issue and the news stations, even one fo the political parties, have latche don with their mouths foaming in anger... Turns out the campaign was a spoof, designed to garner advance publicity for a South African horror film called Night Drive, involving rhino poachers turned muti murderers. Some say it's in bad taste. Some say it's just advertising. Ogilvy, the ad agency at the helm of this, have just apologised prufesly to the public, promising to discilpline the creatives at 1984... yada yada... Kinda spinelss, don't you think Ogilvy? This guy thinks so.

Mr Beam. Hmm...

All you guys that think projecting on a building is awesome, watch what Mr Beam from Holland can do.

Post On 70 Juta. Hmm...

So it's taken me a while to finally come down here and let me tell you, it is so worth the wait. To it's right is a Lomography store. To its left, an art gallery. 70 Juta really is a great mix of old and new. Post is its heart, a delicous eatery where you can go and slow down for a while, enjoy a cuppa, maybe a freshly made pastry while tapping your feet to one of the hundreds of old-school vinyls on their rad vintage record player. 

NEWS: I hear the Old Biscuit Mill from Cape Town is going to be setting up a Jozi version right here at 70 Juta in the near future. Awesomeness!

A Kite-Powered Car. Hmm...

So two crazy Germans are attempting to cross Australia in what they call The Wind Explorer, their kite-powered car. Follow their exploits here.

The End To Those Pesky Ketchup Sachets. Hmm...

While many of you might not be as excited as I am about this, you can't deny that it's a vast improvement in design. So, farewell you pathetic sachets of old. I'd rather live in Lybia than use you ever again.