<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432</id><updated>2011-09-08T05:43:04.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaudible Versification</title><subtitle type='html'>  "There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up a pen to write."  
      -William Makepeace Thackeray</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-112591451404656542</id><published>2005-09-05T11:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T12:07:37.960+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Music: More Then Just A Pretty Punk Rhyme</title><summary type='text'>Although I suppport South African music, these days I have a Love\Hate relationship with it. Every new band since Tweak (AKA-the next best thing since sliced bread (insert sarcasm here) ) thinks that they to now have to play over the top happy punk songs. I'm not complaining about punk music in general or that finally bands are being played on radio stations that would normally shun South African</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/112591451404656542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=112591451404656542' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112591451404656542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112591451404656542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/09/music-more-then-just-pretty-punk-rhyme.html' title='Music: More Then Just A Pretty Punk Rhyme'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-112504940144224327</id><published>2005-08-26T11:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:49:59.646+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A or E?</title><summary type='text'>On the back of protest about language equality at our dear university, by Afrikaans students who claim they are being marginalised, I’ve noticed that there is some complaining going on amongst English students as well.Many of my English friends complain that campus newspapers, such as the Perdeby and Kampus Bleed, are solely published for Afrikaans crowd, leaving them without a platform to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/112504940144224327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=112504940144224327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112504940144224327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112504940144224327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/08/or-e.html' title='A or E?'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-112093783827175648</id><published>2005-07-09T20:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T21:49:50.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubik's Cube nightmare.</title><summary type='text'>Did you ever have that one THING that everyone could do at school, only you could never seem to come to grips with? Maybe you had difficulties flicking your marbles in the hole during break. Or maybe you couldn't walk the dog (or any other animal for that matter) with your Yo-Yo.My THING however was the infamous Rubik's Cube. It is inconceivable to me now that as a mere eight year old, my social </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/112093783827175648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=112093783827175648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112093783827175648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112093783827175648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/07/rubiks-cube-nightmare.html' title='Rubik&apos;s Cube nightmare.'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-112077032994228782</id><published>2005-07-07T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:08:47.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rural Mellow Country Crooning</title><summary type='text'>After spending two not-so-glorious days in the tiny Mpumalanga burgh of Kriel last week, I've decided that small towns seem to have an unexplainable need to express the sorrows of their rural lives in the form of cheap, reproduced country music.From 7am to 7pm Kriel Info Radio, the local community radio station, played non-stop country hits. And I mean non-stop. Most of which were not even by the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/112077032994228782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=112077032994228782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112077032994228782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112077032994228782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/07/rural-mellow-country-crooning.html' title='Rural Mellow Country Crooning'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-112076167208341174</id><published>2005-07-07T20:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T23:18:41.243+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Live8: Alive Or Dead</title><summary type='text'>I could not agree more with the points MacDara brought up this week in his post: Learning a Lesson from Live8 .He has an amazingly accurate understanding about how many Africans view and feel about the concert.In truth a bunch of well meaning celebrities jumping up and down, pronouncing their support, does little to get aid to where its is really needed in Africa. This is a continent where some (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/112076167208341174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=112076167208341174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112076167208341174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/112076167208341174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/07/live8-alive-or-dead.html' title='Live8: Alive Or Dead'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111711143164179105</id><published>2005-05-26T14:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T22:48:12.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cliche Hollywood Recipes</title><summary type='text'>Wondering what to cook this weekend? Try this age old Hollywood recipe. There are many variations of this recipe you may want to try, so feel free to experiment. My favourite is to add a dash of well known action hero to the mix. Please note that this dish is an acquired taste and you might find that there are some critics that will send it back to the kitchen.Ingredients:1 Adult in a moral, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111711143164179105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111711143164179105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111711143164179105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111711143164179105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/cliche-hollywood-recipes.html' title='Cliche Hollywood Recipes'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111624928321130476</id><published>2005-05-16T15:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T23:06:24.590+02:00</updated><title type='text'>UN Seats: Just Another Adjective?</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever wondered what makes a superpower? Why do some states only qualify to be called great powers? And why do some fall completely off the radar and never get a positive adjective in front of their names?There is no set list of characteristics that a state must adhere to in order to be classified as Super or Great. Academics have been arguing over a set list for a number of years. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111624928321130476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111624928321130476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111624928321130476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111624928321130476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/un-seats-just-another-adjective.html' title='UN Seats: Just Another Adjective?'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111590314062249721</id><published>2005-05-12T15:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T23:02:21.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To Bid Or Not to Bid?</title><summary type='text'>There has been a bit of moaning and groaning about the Rugby World Cup bid as of late. People pointing out that is will cost millions to host it, while that money might be better spend on providing save water and housings.Now I'm not arguing that we are in desperate need for the above mentioned, but I think these moaners are missing out on one vital point.The Rugby World Cup is more then just a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111590314062249721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111590314062249721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111590314062249721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111590314062249721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-bid-or-not-to-bid.html' title='To Bid Or Not to Bid?'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111529884586970838</id><published>2005-05-05T15:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T22:50:21.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Global Goverment?</title><summary type='text'>We had an interesting discussion in Politics today, about whether it is impossible to have a unified world government as such. Of course there were many different opinions, but in the end it remained clear that if we couldn't even get consensus on the idea in a class of 150 students, how will we ever become unified enough to even think of a one government ruled world.I must say I am siding with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111529884586970838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111529884586970838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111529884586970838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111529884586970838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/global-goverment.html' title='A Global Goverment?'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111528067962630027</id><published>2005-05-05T10:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T10:11:19.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Journalistic Flare</title><summary type='text'>We have official done our first real article in Journalism this year. Some people are having theirs framed, others are having theirs edge in stone. I'm just going to post mine. I thought that would be the less mentally insane way to showcase my journalistic flare. Loftus Jumper’s motive unclearBraam van Wyk, 21, was rushed to Muelmed Hospital on Saturday night, after he fell nearly three storeys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111528067962630027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111528067962630027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111528067962630027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111528067962630027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/journalistic-flare.html' title='Journalistic Flare'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111498098345196235</id><published>2005-05-01T22:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:58:46.300+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And, Even, So</title><summary type='text'>Even broken wings must learn again to flyBut mending takes time,And hope And prideSo you’ve mending your broken fancies, And sang your painted fences,You’ve said all the cliques that you were meant tooAnd you bid him a fond trip, Whether it be on coke or boat.Even broken spirits need to again stand up and cheer,But joy takes time.And energyAnd willThey told you to break an arm,And step in the a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111498098345196235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111498098345196235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111498098345196235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111498098345196235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/05/and-even-so.html' title='And, Even, So'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111489219559317856</id><published>2005-04-30T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T22:09:45.200+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Patriotic For Your Own Good</title><summary type='text'>There's a new statistic claiming that deep down all South Africans were really happy to be stuck at the south end of Africa. This stat proved to be so popular that even the media picked up on it. It even had politicians dancing in the aisles. They patted each other on the back for the great job they have been doing, and promptly forgot that the travel gate scandal ever happened.Now everyone else </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111489219559317856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111489219559317856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111489219559317856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111489219559317856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/too-patriotic-for-your-own-good.html' title='Too Patriotic For Your Own Good'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111442730652792768</id><published>2005-04-25T13:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:41:46.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Med Students: Who You Goin' To Call?!</title><summary type='text'>I always knew the medical students, on this campus, were a shifty bunch. Never looking you in the eyes as they walk by. All alone, over there, on their little campus, tucked away from the rest of us. We should have known they were planning something. The white lab coats were a dead give away.I can proudly announce that I have uncovered their diabolical scheming and will now present it to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111442730652792768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111442730652792768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111442730652792768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111442730652792768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/med-students-who-you-goin-to-call.html' title='Med Students: Who You Goin&apos; To Call?!'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111408619016521901</id><published>2005-04-21T14:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:10:02.206+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Religious Mud Slinging</title><summary type='text'>Did anyone hear Archbishop Desmond Tutu’s little rant about the new Pope this week? I support his views on the AIDS crisis in South Africa in every regard, and his believe that affirmative action isn't reaching the goals it was set up too, but I can't stand behind him in support, when he very nearly insults the leader of another church. To have an Anglican Bishop want to comment on the affairs of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111408619016521901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111408619016521901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111408619016521901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111408619016521901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/religious-mud-slinging.html' title='Religious Mud Slinging'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111382216385421554</id><published>2005-04-18T13:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T01:19:21.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sins Of The Father</title><summary type='text'>How do you look at the world? With cool, rosy shades, or maybe you prefer you glass half empty with a healthy dose of negative energy. What ever you believe, you might find that you started to look at the world in this fashion, long before you understood the meaning of the words: optimist and pessimist.Studies have shown that the way we perceive the world around us is formed at ages as young as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111382216385421554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111382216385421554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111382216385421554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111382216385421554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/sins-of-father.html' title='The Sins Of The Father'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111368434663235926</id><published>2005-04-16T22:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T22:45:46.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating The Template</title><summary type='text'>Had a really busy day today, working on the new layout for this site!Now don't get to jumpy, almost everything stays the same. Just with a tweak here and there. Its just didn't feel right anymore using the Blogger Templates, the site needed a personal touch.Don't ask me when it's going to ever be done. Till then every thing stays much the same around here, partner.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111368434663235926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111368434663235926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111368434663235926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111368434663235926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/contemplating-template.html' title='Contemplating The Template'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111360112300215773</id><published>2005-04-15T23:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:42:35.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawn, Appreciation Without Alienation</title><summary type='text'>Being one that has always loved strip and comic art, Drawn, a webblog that, highlights the best of these, is going on my reading list.This is the way a blog, or indeed any form of writing about art, should be written. It informs one about the subject without making you feel like a hopeless, art school drop out. It is not just for the art critic, but also for the man on the street. Dawn encourages</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111360112300215773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111360112300215773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111360112300215773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111360112300215773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/drawn-appreciation-without-alienation.html' title='Drawn, Appreciation Without Alienation'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111347162216290618</id><published>2005-04-14T11:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:16:54.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Destination To Where?!</title><summary type='text'>Can somebody please inform the Destination SA presenters to: A) Stop giggling like a bunch of adolescent guppies and B) Stop talking over one another, we can’t hear what the hell your a saying.Now I don’t care if you’re only a teen, if you want to be on the television and present, (and you have to only show on, in the afternoon, that is not a soapy or some Pokemon annoyance)  I expect you to do a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111347162216290618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111347162216290618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111347162216290618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111347162216290618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/destination-to-where.html' title='Destination To Where?!'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111347153011531257</id><published>2005-04-14T11:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:38:50.116+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mobile Mugger Blues</title><summary type='text'>Three weeks ago, while out on trip to the library with my mom in broad daylight, we were mug by two guys. The one tried and failed to grab my mom handbag, while his partner manage to hank, with some force my (please note) not so new mobile phone from me. It was not his lucky day though, I ran after him for two blocks, yelling and screaming as I went that, someone should stop him, and a few good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111347153011531257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111347153011531257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111347153011531257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111347153011531257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/mobile-mugger-blues.html' title='The Mobile Mugger Blues'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111339608539591199</id><published>2005-04-13T14:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T11:54:55.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Newcomers</title><summary type='text'>Recently there has been an upsurge in the amount of South Africans getting into the blogging mood. With so many newcomers dipping their toes into to pools of the commentary, there seems to be some criticism over the quality of what is being posted.Now quantity, we all know is not always better, but is it not an essential part of improving the quality of the writing?I know from my own writing that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111339608539591199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111339608539591199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111339608539591199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111339608539591199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogging-newcomers.html' title='Blogging Newcomers'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111322504439158173</id><published>2005-04-11T15:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:59:41.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Mil, Down The Crapper</title><summary type='text'>Since all the posts lately have been all about Death, the Pope, and the meaning of life in general I decided it was time for a bit of some what disturbing comic relief.Ever wandered where all your tax Rands are going? To mend the Grand Canyon potholes in the roads maybe? Or maybe, to build some old lady a nice comfy home? Nope, it would seem that it’s all being flushed down the local outdoor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111322504439158173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111322504439158173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111322504439158173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111322504439158173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/six-mil-down-crapper.html' title='Six Mil, Down The Crapper'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111286997618655512</id><published>2005-04-07T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T17:57:33.023+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PURE FRUSTRATION!</title><summary type='text'>If you ever wanted to know what pure frustration was, I welcome one and all to spend a day at the Pretoria University Library Computer section.If I ever found the idiot that thought it would be a good idea to merge the e-mail PCs and the word processing ones I’ll KILL him. Cause no not only do you have to stand in a 20 minute queue to send one e-mail, but you have to put up with stupid pricks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111286997618655512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111286997618655512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111286997618655512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111286997618655512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/pure-frustration.html' title='PURE FRUSTRATION!'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111277367506592474</id><published>2005-04-06T09:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:55:34.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pope Is Spinning</title><summary type='text'>The hypocrisy surrounding the Pope's death is making me sick.For years we have heard how many a world leader critique him on his conservative stances, but suddenly everyone is all teary eyed and snotty nosed, over a man they couldn't really give a gnomes nose about.Take my favourite (insert sarcasm here) person President Bush for example, who couldn't we know was non so pleased about the Pope's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111277367506592474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111277367506592474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111277367506592474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111277367506592474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/pope-is-spinning.html' title='The Pope Is Spinning'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111277341629242240</id><published>2005-04-06T09:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:47:45.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Format Problem</title><summary type='text'>I have to apologise for the weird way the posts are being formatted right now. It turns out that my university e-mail account and blogger are not really compatible with each other! I blame it on the university mail system!I'll fix it as soon as I can get near a PC, which is fully web friendly and that I don't have to pay an arm and a leg for to use.And if these posts look fine to you and you have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111277341629242240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111277341629242240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111277341629242240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111277341629242240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/post-format-problem.html' title='Post Format Problem'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111261298398967615</id><published>2005-04-04T13:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:49:44.396+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview? What Interview?</title><summary type='text'>Did anyone watch the interview with Mugabe last night? Not that it should really be called an interview the journalist didn't seem to really want to challenge the so called president on any of the points he made. It struck me as free propaganda time, in a prime time slot. It's no good boosting that you have an interview with a figure of dispute if you don't do anything really in that space of the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111261298398967615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111261298398967615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111261298398967615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111261298398967615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/interview-what-interview.html' title='Interview? What Interview?'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111247028526710856</id><published>2005-04-02T21:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:20:40.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Case Of The Giggles</title><summary type='text'>Courtrooms in the USA must be a pretty dull places, cause when there was some witty banter between a witness and the prosecutor in the Jackson trail it made front page news. Journalists, of course, could not lead with that headline. Not even they could lead with "Jacko witness gets laugh", even though I'm sure it crossed the editor's mind at least once. No, they chop and changed it into a few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111247028526710856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111247028526710856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111247028526710856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111247028526710856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/case-of-giggles.html' title='A Case Of The Giggles'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111244558509247203</id><published>2005-04-02T13:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T15:08:51.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahrain: A Rather Dry Experience</title><summary type='text'>After watching the first session qualifying for the Bahrain Grand Prix this afternoon, it stuck me again just how much I disliked this circuit.I had the same feeling last year, but decided to delay judgment until this year to see if the conditions would improve any, but still we are faced with the same desert induced problems, such as sand, dirt and and an overall very unappealing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111244558509247203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111244558509247203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111244558509247203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111244558509247203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/bahrain-rather-dry-experience.html' title='Bahrain: A Rather Dry Experience'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111238903920923347</id><published>2005-04-01T22:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T11:06:18.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need Of  Divine Clarification</title><summary type='text'>Heres a question for all the Catholics out there.If the Pope is placed on life support and is technically still alive by the fact that his heart is still beating, can the Catholic church go ahead and vote for the new pope or do they have to wait for him to be officially dead in every way and form?Certainly they cannot expect everything to go on as before if the leader of the church is on life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111238903920923347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111238903920923347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111238903920923347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111238903920923347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/in-need-of-divine-clarification.html' title='In Need Of  Divine Clarification'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111238858257053704</id><published>2005-04-01T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:02:52.710+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles Do Happen</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe, the MDC is  set to win this election. Against all odds they have come out on top. Now we know that miracles do still happen in this day and age.Now I don't want to rain on anybody parade, but this does not mean that everything is as right as rain in Zim once more.There are no reasons to believe that the Zanu-PF government will listen to a parliament made up mostly of oppositions </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111238858257053704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111238858257053704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111238858257053704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111238858257053704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/04/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles Do Happen'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111230768158682496</id><published>2005-03-31T23:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T00:38:32.753+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Up. Be Counted.</title><summary type='text'>I think we must stand up and applaud the thousands of Zimbabwe voters that went out today to vote, even when they had no way of knowing whether their vote would be counted or whether they would be able to vote without intimidation or violence today. Whether they voted for Zanu-PF or the MDC, the important thing to note is, that at least they got up and voted.Which is why it is time we South </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111230768158682496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111230768158682496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111230768158682496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111230768158682496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/03/stand-up-be-counted.html' title='Stand Up. Be Counted.'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-111230040062385405</id><published>2005-03-31T22:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T23:12:49.643+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Girl</title><summary type='text'>"You've been a bad girl" MacDara kept telling me, and he didn't mean it in a kinky/erotic I-want-to-lick-chocolate-sauce-off-you way either. No he was revering to the horrible thing I had done to something so close to my heart. That THING that called out to me in my dreams and beg me to come save it from the darkness.What you may ask is this horrible sin that I've committed? Yes it true. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/111230040062385405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=111230040062385405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111230040062385405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/111230040062385405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad-girl.html' title='Bad Girl'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109736441523970931</id><published>2004-10-10T01:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T01:35:45.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbing Campaign Trends </title><summary type='text'>During the last few weeks I've noticed two very disturbing and recurring trends in this US presidential election, that few people seem to have picked up on.The first must be the best example of political "flip-flopping" ever. When asked to talk about his views on stem cell research, in the second presidential debate Friday night, President Bush said that he could not support the notion that to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109736441523970931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109736441523970931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109736441523970931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109736441523970931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/10/disturbing-campaign-trends.html' title='Disturbing Campaign Trends '/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109726610503706198</id><published>2004-10-08T21:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T00:07:35.090+02:00</updated><title type='text'>An Expensive Popularity Contest</title><summary type='text'>After seeing the list of the 100 greatest South Africans, I'm more convinced then ever, that there are those of us living in this country, with severe judgment problems. That Hendrik Verwoerd, the mastermind behind the concept of modern apartheid, could be number 19 just shows us that this pole didn't really set out to determine the greatness of individuals, but rather their popularity, cause </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109726610503706198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109726610503706198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109726610503706198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109726610503706198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/10/expensive-popularity-contest.html' title='An Expensive Popularity Contest'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109709451599687237</id><published>2004-10-06T21:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T21:45:32.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Irony</title><summary type='text'>I thought I'd provide some sweet irony for today's topic.When I decided that I'd try my hand at freelancing, I knew it would not be an easy gig. I'd had been warned that I'd have doors slammed in my face all the time, I just never imagined, that the ones doing the slamming, would be a pair of Jehovah's Witnesses.Yes, it's true, I can't get a Jehovah's Witness to talk to me! I think I'll just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109709451599687237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109709451599687237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109709451599687237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109709451599687237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/10/holy-irony.html' title='Holy Irony'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109605003869761262</id><published>2004-09-24T19:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:06:33.730+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Their Own Me</title><summary type='text'>We all saw the Prime Minister of Iraq, telling the world how grateful the people were that Saddam was gone for good. I have no doubts that life without Saddam is a lot better, but I never the less think that life with the USA watching over them is a no better trade. These people need to find their own identity. Find their own way in the world. It might not be easy at first, but then change is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109605003869761262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109605003869761262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109605003869761262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109605003869761262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/their-own-me.html' title='Their Own Me'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109597677315682073</id><published>2004-09-23T23:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:30:12.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When Beslan Became "Bristol"</title><summary type='text'>MacDara send me the URL to this article by Andrew O'Hagan posted at Submit Response. Which is as just plain sad. (The views of right wingers that is, not the article)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109597677315682073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109597677315682073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109597677315682073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109597677315682073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/when-beslan-became-bristol_23.html' title='When Beslan Became &quot;Bristol&quot;'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109597157269432838</id><published>2004-09-23T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T22:44:12.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Popstar Ovaries</title><summary type='text'>If I see one more silly actress become a popstar wannabe, I might have too hunt them down, strap them to a metal table and remove their ovaries with a rusty spoon and replace those reproductive organs with barbed wire!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109597157269432838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109597157269432838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109597157269432838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109597157269432838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/popstar-ovaries.html' title='Popstar Ovaries'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109581024334816530</id><published>2004-09-22T01:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T20:17:08.786+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I hate About Afrikaans Radio And TV.  Part 1</title><summary type='text'>While SABC 2 is still celebrating Emmy nominations of such great shows like the sitcom Stokvel and crime series Zero Tolerance, a thunderstorm of bad Afrikaans sitcoms are looming on the horizon to upset everything.Up to a year ago I was as happy as a seashore clam with the Afrikaans sitcoms on SABC 2. They were fun to watch, gave one a good laugh in the evenings and were filled with wacky off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109581024334816530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109581024334816530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109581024334816530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109581024334816530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-i-hate-about-afrikaans-radio.html' title='Things I hate About Afrikaans Radio And TV.  Part 1'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109559902073311085</id><published>2004-09-19T14:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T16:55:38.803+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers: Media Watchdog</title><summary type='text'>"Bloggers are holding journalist accountable" claims Poynter Online's Kelly McBride in her article "Journalism in the Age of Blogs".I could not agree more with the above quote, bloggers are teaching the media that they are no longer the only dogs in the news yard anymore. The public can now find thousands of different angles on a story with one click of the left mouse button. No longer is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109559902073311085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109559902073311085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109559902073311085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109559902073311085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/bloggers-media-watchdog.html' title='Bloggers: Media Watchdog'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109559327725091818</id><published>2004-09-19T13:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T18:54:09.976+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatfield In Crisis</title><summary type='text'>Pretoria university students have given up their student drinking and partying rights, opting instead to stay home during weekends and avoid Hatfield square and party spots which are fast becoming dangerous hangouts late at night.After the last attack on a university student we were promised that the local police would be out in full force at night, keeping an eye on the nightclub and bar areas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109559327725091818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109559327725091818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109559327725091818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109559327725091818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/hatfield-in-crisis.html' title='Hatfield In Crisis'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109549374543082536</id><published>2004-09-18T09:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T19:05:34.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Networks Vote Yes On Bush</title><summary type='text'>If the news networks were asked whom they would like to have win in the US election, the answer would most likely be a resounding cooperate vote for Bush.When your in the business of selling news, the first rule is: The more exciting and controversial, the more newspapers are sold and the more viewers tune in. Sensationalism and scandal unfortunately sell better then everyday honesty and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109549374543082536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109549374543082536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109549374543082536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109549374543082536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/networks-vote-yes-on-bush.html' title='Networks Vote Yes On Bush'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109545144657239122</id><published>2004-09-17T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T18:46:43.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No, It's Not A Bird. Just Bad Journalism</title><summary type='text'>Sky news showed us Batman standing on the ledge, Batman getting off the ledge. They even followed Batman on his journey to the police station, street for street, traffic light to traffic light. All this, but little else.What about the story behind the mask man?The whole story was handle with little real journalistic flare. Most of the news channels just pointed a camera at some guy in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109545144657239122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109545144657239122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109545144657239122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109545144657239122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/no-its-not-bird-just-bad-journalism.html' title='No, It&apos;s Not A Bird. Just Bad Journalism'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109510740271212786</id><published>2004-09-13T22:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:20:28.713+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hells Fire, Holy Water And Physiologists</title><summary type='text'>The physiologist lady said I had to talk about and express my feelings about my Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.Express my emotions?! What does she want me to say? That it's like totally cool? Not! She wants me to deal with it as a show and tell project.I have my doubts about her. She once told me that my OCD might be due to the loss of my unborn twin sibling during my mother's pregnancy. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109510740271212786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109510740271212786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109510740271212786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109510740271212786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/hells-fire-holy-water-and.html' title='Hells Fire, Holy Water And Physiologists'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109502415740187501</id><published>2004-09-12T03:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:19:43.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Project List</title><summary type='text'>I thought that it would be a good idea to post a list of all the pieces I'm working on. This way I can tick them off one by one and feel like I accomplished something. Since the list will be on the site there's no way I can "accidentally" loose it when I get lazy. The List so far goes something like this: Shattered Glass Essay And ReviewThe College Of The Blind ArticleA Closer Look At Dreams </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109502415740187501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109502415740187501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109502415740187501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109502415740187501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/project-list.html' title='Project List'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109492269857795112</id><published>2004-09-11T19:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:19:02.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I like My Politics With A Side Order Of Decency</title><summary type='text'>The remembrance ceremonies today was a triumph for US politics and showed that there is still some common decency remaining in their politicians.I rummaged around internet news sites and was pleasantly surprised. What I had expected to find was a long list of speeches by politicians, with the occasional campaign slogan thrown in the mix, reminding the grieving masses that there was still an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109492269857795112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109492269857795112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109492269857795112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109492269857795112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-like-my-politics-with-side-order-of.html' title='I like My Politics With A Side Order Of Decency'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109486033819958443</id><published>2004-09-11T01:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:18:18.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When Hurricanes Attack</title><summary type='text'>Earlier tonight hurricane Ivan, a category 4 hurricane out of a scale of 5, made its present felt on the eastern shore of Jamaica, claiming 33 lives. This death toll will most certainly rise, since many of the islanders have refused to be evacuated to nearby shelters, claiming that they cannot leave, for fear of having their houses robbed in their absence.The citizens of Jamaica are stuck at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109486033819958443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109486033819958443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109486033819958443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109486033819958443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/when-hurricanes-attack.html' title='When Hurricanes Attack'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109483855887346951</id><published>2004-09-10T22:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:15:33.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Green</title><summary type='text'>I found this writing exercise in a book I bought a while ago. The suggestion was that one should try to convey an image from ones past in words. It's suppose to aid one in being able to write from memory. I tried it and I must say not only was it a good memory exercise, but it also help in venting some old feelings I had about my grandma.The Green Living RoomThere was green everywhere. It was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109483855887346951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109483855887346951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109483855887346951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109483855887346951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109490964204121232</id><published>2004-09-08T15:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:12:54.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyers Naude 1915-2004</title><summary type='text'>As a country we bid farewell to Beyers Naude.Once described as a "shining beacon" by former President Nelson Mandela, he was a man that had the courage to face and stand in the path of the raging storm that was known as apartheid. He fought for the freedom of a people that were not his and by doing so became an outcast in his own community, and within the church which he had served for years.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109490964204121232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109490964204121232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109490964204121232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109490964204121232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/beyers-naude-1915-2004_08.html' title='Beyers Naude 1915-2004'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109451140526949630</id><published>2004-09-07T01:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T12:12:45.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Vikings And Jellyfish</title><summary type='text'>There is not a part of my body that's not aching right now. I'm all tired out after a day of sitting in front of the PC, trying to give the site a new and improved look.I don't even want to imagine how it must have felt for a Viking coming home after a long day of fighting, pillaging and burning. One must have felt like death warmed up. And all there was to come home too, was your wife, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109451140526949630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109451140526949630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109451140526949630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109451140526949630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/of-vikings-and-jellyfish.html' title='Of Vikings And Jellyfish'/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8210432.post-109442489649359571</id><published>2004-09-06T10:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T00:06:42.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mission </title><summary type='text'>I keep on asking myself why I'm doing this?Maybe I have some strange fear of the blank white page, that has manifested itself in the unexplainable urge to blog or maybe I just want to fill more valuable web space with whimsical ramblings.Unfortunately it's nothing as dramatic as that. Wish is was though, would've made this post a whole lot more exciting.Truthfully I just need a place where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/feeds/109442489649359571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8210432&amp;postID=109442489649359571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109442489649359571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8210432/posts/default/109442489649359571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaudibleversification.blogspot.com/2004/09/mission.html' title='The Mission '/><author><name>Bee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14225108121894743541</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
