The lights are on again, and this time someone’s home

Good day my beloved readers, the one’s I have left I mean. I must apologise sincerely for the long motionless state of this blog over the past couple of months, and sure, you must be saying to yourself, “Yeah we heard that one before!” but I will make an effort to update Clueless Conclusions with all kinds of trivial information more regularly from now on.

The fact that the blog was rather lifeless for a while is definitely not an indication that there haven’t been any activities ongoing in my life, on the contrary that might be the main reason for not finding time to write.

Just to give an update on what happened since the 9th of December 07 to date, here are a few highlights:

- I visited Madikwe game reserve in December with Hannes, spotted a lot of game, enjoyed the game drives, hated the food, got lost on the way back, almost flipped the ML;
- Visited family for Christmas, all are good and well and they seemed to get the idea that I’m not getting married,;
- Visited Mount Grace in with Gwen, was relaxing, service was poor and too many children running around. I was reminded of an Easter weekend at an Aventura resort.
- Visited Durban for New Years, was a jol!
- Bought a new car, yes I had enough of malfunctioning power steering systems!
- Got a fractured cheek bone on my birthday , . . real story remains untold. . .
- Had a birthday party.
- Oh and the second last Gouws brother is getting married soon, so guess what, then all eyes, focus and prayers will be directed to the last unmarried Gouws brother, which of course is me. . .

That in a nut shell is where we are, I will think of something silly to post tomorrow.

Another Clueless Conclusion

As you should know by now, this blog’s name is rightfully called clueless conclusions where no subject is taboo and I try and explain the unexplained and challenge the explained and talk all kind of irrelevant nonsense along the way.

I came across a very interesting truth yesterday, if you consider that light travel faster than sound that is the reason why some people look very good until they start to talk.

Team Rock Paper and Scissors still ROCK!

Yes I know it’s more than a month since I last posted anything on this site. That in fact does not mean that I have nothing to share, but rather that I’ve been absolutely too busy to write about all my adventures. Some of you might watch my facebook profile every now and then. So I thought it good to combine the two and also have my blog fed to my facebook profile, so that people only have to read one or the other.
This past weekend was one of those non-stop energy drainer weekends. I got to bed on Saturday morning at 2h30am after painting the town red. On Saturday night it was time for the Xmas party of all Xmas parties. The night ended 4am the following morning after dozens of Jagebombs and all kinds of other evil stuff I remember something about playing truth or dare......luckily I can’t remember the finer detail.....
To my miss fortune I had to get up at 7am on Sunday, not to have a relaxing breakfast, but to rush to the Germiston lake to participate as a key member in the legendary team Rock, Paper and Scissors for another triathlon. I suspected that I could drown during my swim event considering the state I was in, but nothing that a few pain killers, and energy drinks couldn’t fix!
I am proud to announce that Team Rock, Paper and Scissors improved their time by 2 minutes from the previous race, YOU ROCK!

I’m a down to earth kind of guy

Me and my mountain bike buddy went for a journey around the Emmerentia dam and surrounding areas on Saturday. I was obviously driving my brand new mountain bike, fully kitted with helmet, gloves and of course tight cycling pants. As I became more used to the handling of the bike, I obviously became braver by the minute. Coming down a slope somewhere in Victory Park I didn’t notice a very small but rather deep stream crossing the little footpath I came speeding down. The front wheel of my bike disappeared into stream causing my bike to flip in a very spectacular way. I came down on all fours landing on my bike, or my bike on top of me . .I can’t really remember because I spent minimal time on the ground, despite my injuries I got up so quickly to reduce the risk of someone noticing my ordeal. After getting up my biggest concern was the condition of my brand new bike, which was fortunately ok. My ego and legs are bruised but I’ll live . . .Thanks H for not laughing (in my face in anycase)

Welcome Ruben Gouws

It is a great privilege to announce that there was once again another boy added to the Gouws family. Mrs G is now not only the mother of 4 sons, but the grandmother of 4 grandsons. It seems like the Gouws family name is pretty strong at this stage, maybe this is just the beginning of greater things, who knows a super race might not be so far fetched. Congratulations to the proud parents Hennie & Carinne, may you still manage to sleep every now and then.

Another house, another housewarming

This past Saturday evening we eventually celebrated my relocation to Johannesburg. The dress code rule was to wear what someone of your current age would have worn in 1987. This produced a couple of interesting sights, but I have to say Marinda won by far. Here are a few incriminating pictures….

Black Eyed Peas

Another generous supplier gave me tickets to the Black Eyed Peas concert held at Nasrec. I couldn’t be rude and say no, so me and some friends went to check out the show. It turned out to be a spectacular show and I didn’t realize what a cool stage personality Fergie has. We boogied till late, and had to drive over a sidewalk to get out, but luckily we were driving a very capable rental car.