Barrie Eksteen – EKSTEEN BLABBER

Enhanced ICT Vendor management

You’ve issued a tender (or RFP) and have gone to great trouble to evaluate the responses, negotiated the best deal and signed a watertight contract. For the next three years everything is sorted and you only have to worry about extending…

Dit Breek My Hart!!!

Oor die jare was daar verkeie kolomme in tydskrifte wat aan die eensames se behoeftes probeer voldoen het. Onthou jy dalk Die Opsitkers? In die Landbouweekblad, as ek dit nie mis het nie. En vir al wat ek weet bestaan dit nog steeds.…

Sixty? Sixty!

Sixty is just a number. So “they” say. 6-0. Eight more before I'll be forced to turn around. The amazing thing is I feel no different than I felt yesterday or even 3 653 days ago. (Ten years, three leap years – stop calculating!). I will…

The Power of the Label

Isn’t it just amazing what effect the label on a product can have on one’s desire to own or use it (or not)? I have been noticing a bluish round container in my bathroom for many moons and have always wondered about the magic contained…

Up the Pole

No, this is NOT a crude reference to pregnancy! Do you read the newspaper posters stuck on telephone or power poles every day? Did one or more of them ever convince you to buy the paper to read the story? I have made a conscious decision…

Facebook: Enough already!

It had to come. It was just a matter of time. Some months ago I received an invitation out of the blue from a “long lost friend” of mine: “Please be my Facebook friend.” What could I lose? I had heard so much about this so-called virtual…

Valentine, Schmalentine!

O M G! It is THAT time of the year again! Everywhere I go I see red ribbons, red balloons, red roses, red underwear. (OK, I’ll withdraw the last one – I don’t actually mind red underwear). Every radio station I tune to has some form of…

Power to the people, by the people.

For years now I have been contemplating the worldwide energy problem. OK, let’s be honest here for a second. I have been reading articles written by people who were contemplating the worldwide energy problem. On the one hand we are slowly…

My one left ball

I’ll give my one left ball for some clean undies! That is how strongly I felt about my problem a few weeks ago. Let me sketch the situation. One fine Sunday I left Cape Town for Luanda, Angola, flying via Windhoek. I boarded in Cape Town…