Nairobbery: day 21

So much to say..so little time...It just occured to me that those of youm living far and away are living vicariously through my storos, so wait until i tell you about 'your' weekend..

Thursday: Ol lady is a charm...I am amazed at how small their world in Nairobi is: between Her and my Dad, They know everyone I could possibly imagine, somehow through school, university, some past business deal, a marraige, a favour, their kids , their kids friends, their brothers their sisters..their brothers school, their brothers university, kids etc etc..u get the vicious cycle.
Anyway somehow thanks to this overwhelming network of influence, we got invited to the annual Kenya Fashion week gala dinner. It pays to be a beauticians son i tell u..we got complimentaries. Striclty black tie'd, we head off for the carnivore grounds to find one of the most amazing setups i've seen at the grounds.. it was grandiose in every respect - beautifully set up cocktail waiting area, the lighting pleasantly flowing down the skimpily clad waitresses: the flawlessly set round dinner tables sitting under the chunky langata grass...it was hard to beileive this was Nai.

More stunning was the aura of influence surrounding the whole event..politics, parliament, pharmacutical and fashion industry, corporate Kenya : all richly represented. Najib , agwombo, Nyongo, Micheal Joseph(CEO of Safaricom, with whom i couldnt avoid shamelessly schmoozing with), Titus Naikuni(CEO Kenya Airways) Sue Muraya(Top fashion head in Nai; hosting the event)...whashisface MD of CBA bank, ai the list goes on and on.

The most noticable prescence however was that of Ajuma Nyaseda - london based supermodel..this chic i understand has come from FAR. NO quesiton..there is MAD talent..
involved with anywone who zoolands with Naomi campbell.

So the show was fantabulous, lorna Irungu did a great job...huskii she's entertainment manager of the Carnivore these days raking in the chums..The standards were far and beyond anything ive seen..and i have seen some maajabu in this young life of mine.

Friday mornign was maumivu. Late for work..lakini In kenya all jobo implicitly anzas at 8.3somethingish...another thing about this city - way waaaay to many cars. The car person ratio in the CBD is absolutely a joke. If u start travelling at 745 from whereever u'll somehow be in traffic for a good 45 min unless uve become a matatu driver...and even they have sobered up of late.

As Certain as death and taxes i meet with Kibet at the increasingly popular 'cafe cream'(pronounced 'creme' by Nairobi wannabe's) which is a quaint little cafe up at yaya openly set up on a terrace. Note is said Cafe, not bar..but I noted this bizarre tendecy of uptown kenyan folk to turn the nice cafe's into BARS!!! Karaoke nite it was..and i was very displeased that no one selected a kenyan track!!!!!!!

Anaa clande habit i observed was this issue posing at 24hr petrol stations...ok for those of u unaware...GO to any 24 hr station..u will pata it has jaad with a range of shady to gisty lookin folk, sitting in , on or just standing around their car, boozing, chewing(miraa) and possibly smoking herb. It was an incongruent picture..but what do u do..mimi ni mgeni in my own home town!!

Then sato I'm off to Kenyatta market for some quality nyam chom...snag some good deals with the ol lady again at some of the stalls hoarding mens wear...afterwards it was off to fashion week again(this time for the catwalk only). The only thing that stays imprinted in my mind are some red hot hot pants...wololo i'm hoping for her sake her mom wasnt in the audience: those pants and the cleavage part thereof were a match made in heaven..lightning strike me for not having taken pics..

We have fries for 100 bob at Carni, and it has only now occured to me , now that i'm Bbbbbbroooke , that I am a foreigner who has not come to realise what 2 Canadian dollars mean in this country. Hard to believe we belong to the same country as those frighteningly atrophied kenyans in turkana and Kwale that we see on TV almost daily now.

End up clubbing allllll night at Soho's and Midas....these pub like clubs with tiny dance floors . sohos sounds were on point..but it was a fire hazard just waiting to happen. My friends were kidogo surprised that by 245 i was beat...yet another sign i've been away too long. I played it mr tough guy and went on till like 430 am after which i could no longer pretend to be awake....go home...
swatch for a handful of hours, and by 11 i'm in Church. All i can say is thatnk God for Redbull.

Sunday..aah sunday. Host my grandmom who continually makes fun of my broken meru..even i didnt realise it was that bad..damn..tutorial anyone!??

To all you folks struggling out there...take NOTHING for granted..I jus lost my distant cousin to a severe asthma attack..she was 14 with a bright future ahead...The world owes you NOTHING, is my surmise. We live by the grace of God.

More soon from the city in the sun..

Denis

Nairrobery :day 8

My oh my doesnt the week fly fast. It was just a few days ago i was pledging that i would be blogging daily. So much for mental notes...

I'm at a loss of words. THese punks..i will not name names..are all gone! My workmates that is..a team building retreat for the IT and accounting departments is happening at Sarova Shaba(for those of you unfamirliar with this, it is rated the best lodging camp in Sub saharan africa); i mean food ,accomodation ,pints all entirely covered by the nse. Guess who didnt get to go...yep.. no prizes for that one. ITs the same guy sitting here ALONE in the IT office whining into cyberspace.

OK I'm not sure whats more aggrevating - the fact that I wasnt budgeted for in advance or the idea that these folks take interns for Complete idiots..I mean complete retards. Before they left leo, i was taken through a repeated crash course on how to lock a door from inside, inject a tape drive into a server, and use notepad(!!!!!!!!!) among other things.

I being in IT also get the unexpected additional treat of showing some dummy how NOT to lose his main 'Start' toolbar on windowze XP. I mean unbelievable.

Someone said Humility, or was it patience is a virtue. If no one did Well hell I'ma say it loud and clear. When u can sit through bullshit and maintain your composure, u'll be a man my son..Rudyard add that one to your IF poem.
So my aim is to patiently pursue what i came here to do. Absorb as much as i can about the convoluted process of stock analysis trading & settlement and dream up a system that can enhance it.

For you folks eagre to make a quick kiling thru the short tem investements..I suggest you read up kwanza then we can talk. here's their portal It is updated daily by..yours truly.

So what am i doing this weekend? Trying to link up with old pals, going to see Spiderman 2 later this evening and perhaps
survey this tum new spots that have crept in since i left.

There was no way i was forgetting to mention this , even though its already on the calender:
Leo is my Niece Makena's Birthday..I take visa, debit card or cash for all you supporters out there..
How can you say no to such a face? hehe I'm playin..I will not exploit the lil girl..just yet.

Cheers folks. One love.

Life

Today I'lll say something about life.
My life.
My life at this moment is spining on its own axis. Its rather crazy.
I want to find a place to place my foot
but its like i'm in a really deep dark hole and all I can see around me is blackness. It seems like everywhere I look to place my foot sinks below me. I want to run really far but I want to hang about here. Everything is spinning around and around.

But, I like the buts in my life coz this is where I see the silver lining. I guess its good to know that even when everything around me seems to be falling apart. The center ..... MY CENTER.... will hold. I 'm sure Gods light will shine through.

He takes care of me.......................

Nairobbery: Day 5

1) the web is painfully slow here..The pain is fromm pulling my hair out and considering stabbing myself severally wtih a pencil...whats worse..I'm the only one who seems to mind..oh if i could open your eyes ye blind ones;

2) politics is TRAGIC COMEDY in Kenya. I leave the 9pm news each day with about as much disgust as watching fahrenheit 911. It hard to believe ANYONE takes these scumsucking villans seriously.

3) Work is interesting. 98% of my day is spent learning the loopholes of the nairobi Stock Exchange trading system. The 2 % is when I'm falling asleep after lunch.

4) Celebrity mania has reached new heights in this city: I'm not angry. its just a change of venue for more thugs from the street to the studio. A very thin silver lining , i know.

5) I see investment busniess opporunities everywhere i go. I mean everywhere. I am venturing big time into sky-castle-building real estate. until i get the money that is..any venture capitalists out there.. give me a hollaaaa it is 0720 490616(EDIT)..i think...sucks i got the phone jana.

6) the weather, the weather rocks. pics coming soon.

7) I met Mrs Dorothy at sarit Uchumi hyper recently..Damn the woman is still looking good..some lucky bastard that husband is. She's got two beutiful daughters and is teaching at Brayside. Seems the pastures have been very green there hehe..

Ok i must get out of this cave we call the IT office and buy a basketball. I'm feeling like mike.


Those of you reading this in Kenya..PLEASE GIVE ME a CALL.

One love.

CHARLENE

Hi! Are you attending Waweru's graduation?
If you are kindly pat him on the back for me! Pass my regards as well!

Cheers!

Guess who's back...

Hey people!!!! sorry i should probably be saluting you as tourists! How do you all get time to travel!!! When????? This is not fair!! Sijui mara Dennis goes to his relas town to take the kids to Disney world (was it) [by the way its a far cry from my relatives who are almost all found within a 20km radius of each other in shugs! lol!]- mara Charlene travels to which part of which town- Thomas flies to some town and drives back (which would probably mean- pun intended- that at some point he could afford the luxury of a flight but then got hit much later that aaaah! there's a road that gets there- Thomas, by the time we meet i trust you'l have forgoten my curt vibe lol!) then Chris calls me to tell me how he's traveling with his ex (for some strange i didnt attempt to understand). But again, i mustn't be envious! Which of u was almost suffocated in your grandmother's smoky hut? lol! Its really nice that u guys get to travel alot- i bet it has some restful effect and the change of scenery must be beneficial (it best be!)

Man the last weeks have been pretty busy. (I must capture this passing thought before it vanishes) I met Anthony Kamau gallavanting- as Mr Njau aptly described Anthony's motions in class 7, anyone remember?- in town right from campus. He's doing well but still looking kidogo dishevelled and rugged (man, he'l kick my backside when he sees this!). I mean him absolutely no disrespect- surprisingly i had and still have tremendeous respect for his intellect and reasoning capacity, which albeit the fact that it didnt shout out loud, i do take take cognisance of.
Yes, back to my last weeks. I was busy studying for a take away assignment that we were forced to redo because the lecturer, who taught us the particular unit about 1.5 years ago, lost our scripts and informed us only this year (i must have grumbled about this earlier!). So that kept me off the net for a while, then i had to prepare for some International Law Moot Court (Intercampus) which i was initially was taking part in justfor the certificatethat would be issued after the preliminaries. Surprisingly, the judges thought i had some skill albeit the fact that i had to confess that i hadn't researched for any authorities (cases decided by the International Court of Justice) to support any of the propositions i was ferociously putting across. Man i felt embarrased- i fell short of asking them not to refer to any cases. "Are you suggesting that the Nicaragua case is not of relevance to the Republic's claim?" "Do you want this esteemed court to listen to your bare-chested arguments?" I was humbled! But at the end they semad that the liked my poise even in the brutally poorly researched submissions i made.

Our results for our second LLB year were finally released a record 14 months after the exams- so i'm probably not going to cry or stalk and stab a lecturer for any bad results (because i might not remember who taught me what!). Man they were bad, but for the fact that almost the whole class appears keen to accumulate averages of Cs and Ds and spots of As and Bs- i feel pretty consoled. Apparently there was a student who went to the exam office to inquire on his results breakdown and he was politely told- in a bid to save everyone's time- ' You have all Ds". The shocked student then replies "Sorry, i didnt get you right.." The exam clerk quickly retorts" D for dog, D for desk, D for disaster and 9 more Ds!" Yeah D for DAMN!!!! Sad story right? some guys do that bad... so i feel pretty accomplished with my slightly better grades. Trust me, in our campus it takes strength not to get complacent.

Thomas, i'm anxious to hear what you think about Life after death.. throw it on!

Dennis, wash those dishes. You'll catch cockroach diseases! ie. the cockroaches will fall sick because of the dirt in the dishes and their sickness will be transmitted to your (healthy??) body. lol!!! Are you through with your Continuing Ed classes?

Charlene, did i mention how gorgeous you looked in the red dress/gown. Man! You are truly ageing gracefully!!!!

Hey guys, i must run or i might get fired! Do stay alive and be good. And go to church!!!!!

Kibet





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WHERE YA'LL @!!!!!!!!

Just got back in town and noticed that Denis has really had his blog ont he last few posts. Where is the rest of this virtually insane world.
Personally I've been taking a well deserved break and getting pampered massaged fed and spoilt in Edinbrugh Scotland. LOVELY PLACE I'd recommend it to anyone serioslu pretty place. For the more cultured among you I haven't seen soo many thearters in such close vicinity from each other. I didn't attend any show or visit any of the historic sites as I was avoiding the downpour half the time I was there so don't ask about those.

So guess what was picked as the theme music for my trip...BOB MARLEY...woud you believe it I was listening to this man there and back. I didn't pick it though my sistter did. I however hogged the walkman the whole time I was there so you can tell who got the most of the theme.

While Denis was busy watching and critizing todays movies I was hopelessly trying to get to see MEAN GIRLS but it wasn't showing. Every single movie at teh theatres there I had seen...'part from harry potter :( anyway all thing considered I don't regret it too much. I'll watch it another day..


Its time I left now though. I believe I've said my piece and made my presence felt in this here blog.

Come on over and blog aiihgt


Let God take care of you

film critic extrodinaire..

Ok I jus gathered a fresh layer of respsect for Steven Soderberg - So jana I watched Solaris (2002) amidst an undying urge to do something other than studying - what with my big exam tuesday. Wow. Talk about a beautifully delivered art form. This guy does this remake JUSTICE. Brings the whole issue of the limits of our perspective, to perspective. Killer soundtrack. And clooney doesnt disappoint. Anyone read the book? Need to get my hands on it. Thomas - needless to say - UTAPENDA. Everyone and Anyone whose seen this flick has their own interpretation..yea its one of those ones that encourages everyone to be a mjuaji...I'll save my opinions until I'm sure uve all seen it. So see it if you havent then we can all get-a-bloggin! dont believe me? check the site out..

I also saw ninio...what it called again..aah Secret window..Jonny depp and all..not a bad ending..but for the most part it was just warped. Nothing ati mindblowing. Or am I jus getting old and harder to please..hmm. I'll tell u hat i cant wait to see is Spiderman 2. Bloody thing premieres the day I fly out though..so not sure I'll catch it. Ok Hard as it may be to admit. I also sat throught the WHOLE of GIGLI. yeah I said it. too late to trun back now. Let the damage be quick and painless....
and u know what..it wasnt THAAT bad hehe...ok now that my entire Taste for films has been completely and utterly vanquished with that past statement i will continue with my Assessment with to whoever is still listenening...THese were my conclusions..
1) JLo still has a huge behind.
2) JLo has a big behind
3) Did i mention SHe has a big behind?
4) THe media sometimes just loves to hate people. They will love u when ur at the top(my love dont cost a thing days) and eat you and Spit you out when they are done and tired.(bennifer break up..gigli). SO I really think this flick got a bad wrap. I eman dont get me wrong...it ABSOLUTELYY SUCKED. but lets face it. Ive seen worse.

I also (damn what is happening to me) sat thru the worse half of maid in Manhattan. and I'm sure you can predict my first three observations, so i wont care to be redundant. Hollywood is a bizzare creature. This movies rags-riches-doomed-love theme is perhaps the most hackneyed of them all..yet it still raked in quite a bit at the box office. I swear I have been thinking about shooting a film..Only i would have to sleep with sijui who at Miramax to get it on screen. ah well..maybe in another life.

OK relax..i saw no other movies..I actually did put in some study for the weekend. I intend to do my mountain of dishes when i get up..so let me get some rest..I WILL NEED it.

Wonders of the African World..

Ever wanted to smack that obnoxiously ignorant foreigner who wouldnt stop issuing snide, misinformed opinions about Africa? Or bitchslap that North American Friend of yours who had NO clue where Africa was or if we learnt English at the Airport?

I have a better Idea..Howbout we make the effort and teach these lazy bastards(no offence to athe few those informed ones..) about Aour Continent..I mean if we dont..who will. Came accross these Wonders of the African World on a fellow kenyan bloggers site and pendad sana...Ignorance is the wolrds no 1 pandemic!! fight it!! if that fails bitchslap..but it is worth the effort...

Open Source taking over the world?

In this hereopinion It seems that There might be a future for Pharmacuitcal innovation..but is there enough goodwill to go 'open'? The industry's track record appears to to disagree - once again I will quote Chris rock - "The last major thing that they cured was POLO!!!" that was yeeears ago.

Anyway toeni Maoni..This "open source" initiative to biotechnology might be the our worlds only hope against this patent-clucthed deadlock to find cures to lots of diseases plaguing our continent. GO open Source!!

Starehe Girls??????

And the Griffin Dynasty lives on.. Come January ,Starehe Girls will be a reailty that many Kenyans girls schools wont be able to contend with if built on the same fundamentals as their male collegue school. I being a valiant proud alumni am particularly curious as to how they will fair - and more importanly; how those mamis will look with bright red tops and Electric blue skirts!!!!

Long live Starehe!!

Shattered Dynasty..

Ok AS if my day wasnt bad enuff..I get to gether with my boys to watch the laker pistong Game 4 , thinking that atleast something will go right leo.

I mean jus think about it. I am Still Beat from my fun but sleep deprived road trip to London, eaten out by allergies to my own apartment(!) , and overwhelmed by work and school. Then I'm slapped in the face with the news that I did NOT get that cheap Ethiopian Airlines ticket I had put my life on.. Man you would think Murphy would give me a break just this once for these extenuating circumstances..

The lakers lose by a convincing(read: disgusting) 20- somehting odd points and I am served to admit the certainty that indeed, upsets do happen. I must have been THE only laker fan in that pub. So much for fairy tale endings.

had my last class leo. It is is a continuing Education class remember, so i took the extra effor to schmooze with the working folk and build my networks..I have only but recently come to the surmise that the 'weak' links are EVERYTHING. In my small class I quickly became famous for being the 'nice' 'Kenyan' 'technology-expert' persona.. always being there in the nick of time to fix the digital projector and help with the presentations..Hopefully My black face will stick in their minds when i bombard them with emails and calls soon. (woi I pity them..they dont even know)

Funy on my way back home , and I''m sure this isnt the liqour talking...I am so keen on getting a Dog. We laughed with my buddy over how bloody spoilt k-nines this side of the atlantic are - sijui getting haircuts..going to doggy day care..mara mandatory walks and having to collect their shit..unbelievable..'Dogies' back home are content just getting our left over kuku bones!!!! not only that..they are loyal as a mu**f**..
Ahh It doesnt help that I live in a tiny i bedroomed pad, but my intent is still brimming and in great fervor. I am thinking some sort of Terrier. Any suggestions..I am pretty weak on my knowledge of the species..Ive had German Shephards all my life so i want to take a detour from that breed and welcome all suggestions with pros and cons. Whatever the dog..it would have to be a puppy so I can train the lil mut and hopefully get used to wahsing the thing oftean without much of a probo. I'm really excited about it now actually..It s like i want to make up for all my past transgressions as a Kenyan Dog owner in nai..

Folks..Ive got work Keshos at 8 in the cox.. wacha i be off. Wont even bother reading the Nation lets another member of parliament is getting his hous built on 1 billion of taxpayers money.

One love. Get your BLOG ON!!!

the full road trip...

Man , two days with my aunt and already I feel like a zacks!!! LAAAWd have mercy I dont want to get old and live in the suburbs!!! I feel like I'm in the truman show all over again , only this time I know and theres absolutely NO WAY OUT!!! hehe ok I've ongezad the proverbial chumbvi a bit toooo much..its just that when you get used to the fantastically hedonist life at Montreal..the dead Town miles away doesnt exactly grow on you if ya know what i'm talkin bwaot..

Seeing my lil Cuzos is great though..The lil Muts are convinced ati I'm the Rich cuzo from College with a car(READ: DISCOUNT CAR RENTAL) who they can scam - kids of today I swear..not even wekad both my feet in the door and they want to know what I've brought them from mtl!!! Anyway after all their nagging I decided to surprise them and drive em down to Canadas wonderland..yes I know I'm a sweetheart of a big cousin..So leo theyve been on bestest behaviour , mpaka even offering to serve me, fluff my pillow, the works.. coz its pretty obvious I'm hiding something from them...
I actually dont plan on telling them until we drive up to the place..see how long they'll survive..

Jana i fikad London(ontario) in the cox..Woi word of caution..driving all night is not exactly cracked up to all its supposed to be..I was stuck with my boy Hani who, believe it or not, about as bad as my Dad with his insistence of low volume levels, and expects me to school him on Hip hop. So about half the way to Toronto we are arguing about the volume lol..then I decided I'd rather die for a worthier more noble cause than hearing Talib enunciate 'revolution'. SO anyway I drop off my buddy at hamilton, and then I take the bloody wrong exit and dont relaise for another half hour or so...Get to The city and Bloody Yahoo directions are fucked..(some roads have changed..) so i end up driving around the city for anaa hour or so until its like 7am and I can call my aunt and succumb to the idiocy of asking for directions!! Anyway..thereafter I stop off at a gas station, nunua kadhaa redbulls, only to drive off , get lost again, and then realise the biatch at the counter at the gas station didnt return my debit card. wired on Caffiene, tired as fuck, and aggrevated to the point of contemplating murder..not a good combination i tell you..lets just say it wasnt a pleasant experience reacquanting with the lady over the counter at the gas station.

Leo we did more driving..went to the beach..had a deadly bbq..sun was out, girls were hot and the nyama was checking in like Kobe in the 4th quarter..holy Cow..speaking of which..I missed games 3 and four( i think leo) and couldnt stop thinking about France whopping Englans butt in portugal..lakini sports aint everything!! wacha i enjoy the country side with famo for a while..them come monday I will be back in MTL with a vengeance..

Still searching frantically and in utmost desparation for a flight to Nai..my Zacks the Master of Conne's might have pulled the ultimate..I might be Jobbing at the NSE(Wangu I am fuataing your tracks..dont falter) ..its still a 'might' considering the cost of flipping Tickets at this point! My friend whose trying to get me a ticket is kidogo concerend that Im willing to fly Ethiopian or Saudi - I assured her that they wouldnt be bombing their own planes hehe..matter of fact its probly the safest place to be in the air. I feel like if its your day, IT IS YOUR DAY. Gods calender is pretty legit if you ask me.

K. More driving keshos..so ebu i get some shut eye. Folks have nyamazad sana...Theres too much goin on..
Kui graduating,
Kibet Stonethr- ehem Working..
Chris mourning,
Thomas nashing on the guitar..
Isiaho chillin like a villian,
Charandeep frightfully SILENT,

muuoooongee!!!!!!

Baadayes folk. BTw 'case i forget to mention..enjoy the Blogroll on the side...some quality discourse on some Kenyan blogs out there..
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.Wonderland here I come.

p.s

I'd mentioned a ball earlier in the blogs.
heres me and my date Sony.

And I'm hoping I can get you to see althe pics if I just post my album paage. Lets cross our fingers.try this

Its Over Now

Praise the Lord its over now,

Its funny I didn't think it would be such a big deal getting done with uni. I mean most of my classmates were into the whole lets now get drunk its over thing but i knew that was not my inclination. Anyway this morning I got up bright and early 5:49am to be precise...out of no strength of my own and got a chance to read for my final undergraduate exam. Well I must admit these last three exams have been full of blessings. For every exam I have done God has fully answered the part of my prayer why I say lead me to what i should study because what I placed emphasis on this tiem was what showed up in all three finals. So wow, if you are searching for miracles theres one.

I'm sure you are a tad bit jealous having at least a year to go most of you, so how does it feel. HONESTLY, I was strangely happy when I walked out of the exam room, almost gave my lecturer a big hug! No I wasn't jumping all over the place just quietly contented. Now I think its dawnig on me as I write this that I've actually finished school. I feel old. Not to be a wet blanket on the whole leaving schol thing but wasn't it just yesterday I thought anyone in form 4 was old. Wasn't I just learning the alphabet two years ago? Really I feel like ive grown old without being involved in the process. Won't they start asking where my house is? When is the house warming.....and worse still where is the LUCKY man? I have got to find a way to get back into the education system and be completely lost..........NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I feel like a bird let out of its cage, I can sing I can fly, question is what's the tune and where am Igoing? You know what I don't care because as long as i start I'm sure I'll find a destination.

stay safe.

Let God do His Business

na hiyo..ni maendeleo...

We need more progressive Kenyans( and Americans to report about them) Like Kakenya..even these bits her story(washingtonpost.com) leave no excuse for those Kenyans who come and waste their chances...check out the entire series on her @ www.washingtonpost.com

OPPORTUNISM PERHAPS??

Hey good people... i trust we all survived the last weekend.

Hey Thomas.. true what noted, we ought to style and get a bit 'noisier'. What exactly is thermodynamics about and what are its practical applications... beside all the assumptions. There was some vibe you chomad about The Matrix... kindly recant- what was the jist of the movie ie the bigger picture. Personally i just saw the stunts and made very little of the message or concepts if any that were being posited by the producers and directors of the flick.
Dennis did you mention that Charlene is graduating? How is that possible? Kwani she;s malizad how many years.AM JEALOUS!!!! I should be done by mid next year and i am in such a rush to get there. I realised last week, that i havent joined any student organisation and my under graduate years are almost coming to an end.. so my most immediate goal is to find some student org. eg SIFE to affiliate myself with.
Dennis, if this rich, sorry WEALTHY boys folks own a myriad of companies that are not on the brink of collapse, then it would be very advisable to suck up to the boy and make his campus experience any better than it already is, with the hope that you will one day get to meet his folks who by that time should have heard of all your excellent skills and attributes SO THAT when Dennis starts looking for a job, he has the benefit of the said WEALTH? Good idea perhaps?? Only if you are the typical Kenya Opportunist, which ofcourse you are!!
Now i need to get back to work. Do enjoy yourselves people and do stay alive!

Kibet

Don't call this a comeback.....

Mood [ Tired ]
Music [LL cool J: momma said knock you out ]

Sup family....Granted the public demand..It was only natural that I pay tribute to my fans hehe..believe it or not its been a week or maybe more, and it feels good to be back. The feeling that I am accountable to you fellow bloggers is great...Something we are also learning in our HR class..some personalities perform far better in a team than they do alone..I happen to beone of those people. So much has happened where do I begin..I cant taja everything..jus the things that have been wallowing at the cesspool of my mind...

* This week was my first ultra - close encounter with WEALTH. and allow me to make the necessary distinction pointed out by Chris Rock..I don't mean RICHES..I mean WEALTH...the kind that lasts generations; the kind that that cant be lost over a summer with a drug habit or t a careless hand at the stock market; OK Shaquile O'Neal is RICH...but the guy who signs shaqs salary cheque at the end of the season is WEALTHY..comprende???
Heeeneway There is this chap in My HR class who happened to be on my team. We had our presentation last Tuesday, which meant we had to meet the weekend b4 that and get ours shit together...This is me, two other ladies, and the man in question. anyway..this jamaa NEvER shows up to class..so the minute our prof put us into groups me and the other two chics cursed silently that we had a major slacker in our group. Anyway.. The chep insists that we go over to his crib and get the presentation going... to which the chics issue faces of discontent but play along and agree. Anyway..Sunday 2pm we are at the lobby of his appartment building...already we are starting to wonder..this is a nice spot..u know..it already looks pricey..like in the $1500-2000 range for one bedroomed apartments..(folks in Kenya 1can$=60 bob..u do the math..lakini even by our exchange rate..that is not meagre).

So up to the tenth floor we go...and what do u know..the guy was aswatch..so we knock for kidu half an hour and he finally funguas...the chics are exuding some serious negativity about this guy already...there is even talk of ati how we should staki his ass to the prof vile he aint doing jack for our presentation. Anyway in we go and BAM!!!!!! The opulence of this guys spot Smacks us in the face like the humid monsoon winds...ma MA MA
talk about Gisty..this place would be the flosser Jengs Haven...we are talking every imaginable gadget...51+ inch screen TV, crazy Bose sound system, some seriously snazzy leather couches, sweet Mini bar - cleary very affluent taste in decor and technology..Money CaN NOT be an object with the type of stuff in his crib.. I mean everything in there was TOP OF THE LINE.
OK at the time I'm rather unimpressed,, i mean he could've stolen the stuff for all I could know..(kind of made sense since the guy was never in class hehe) lakini that is slowly changing as u sit and listen...we throw questions back and forth...wondering what a 20 year old Lebanese Kid whose been in Canada for not more than a couple of months is doing living this large. His attitude is Nonchalant , calm responses showed no sign of haughtiness or pride..he didn't show off at all really..
Turns out he wasn't linked to any aristocracy in Lebanon...Rather jus an incredibly successful family. Apparently, and he showed no real need to prove this to doubting Thomas' like myself, His family entirely owned the KIWI licenses & manufacturing rights in all of EUROPE & ASIA and Middle EAST. That was just one of the small companies that us bourgeoisie would recognize..there were many more that he cared not to mention. summary: The dude was WEALTHY. You think you know..but you dont know..

I began to realise that i was getting slightly aggravated by the the whole situation..i was puzzled for a bit..but i finally realised why. It wasn't because the dude had 3 unique Sony Eriksson cell phones and I had none.. No was it because he had a computer system dedicated to JUST his wide screen TV. noo it wasn't the fact that this guy had traveled to more countries thatn I have even heard of, nor was it the fact that the punk already had a Canadian passport and had only been in Canada for like 4 months. Nope..not not even that this guy had a life that even I the average,well-off kenyan could not fathom. None of the above.

What bothered me is something that is implicitly understood, but not quite that obvious - that Money/affluence (or huge sums of it) radically changes our perception of people. Sounds like something obvious eh..lakini hee i tell you. You should've seen how these same chics who wanted to rip this guys head off, warm to the idea that this was one wealthy MOFO we had in our hands. You could see how their attitudes changed the more we learnt of his lavish lifestyles..I figured had Peirre(wealthy dude) been the same lazy bastard he was but lived in my apartment..These chics would not even waste their time. It was sick.
I have to admit that even I fell subject to this 'halo effect' , and smacked myself every so often for treating him different coz of his cheese..

*So many of my pals we graduating this year..but it never uite hit me until I saw them in their capping gowns taking the podium to shika their makaratasis.. The pressure to graduate on time is suddenly on like never b4...I was curious as to which of u folks are heading off to grad school when your done...I am certainly beginning to think about it more concretely..
Isiaho what are u Majoring in again??? Wangu habari ya Acturial?? when yall do you graduate?
Kui Hongera mama... graduating ahead of ALL of he pack....mad props..not sure how you managed to pull it off..(pesa zilimwagwa eh) but let me be the first to pat u on the back..graduation is a BIG deal contrary to popular belief.

I've ran ou of steam and havent eaten all dayyyyyy ebu wacha i bail...Hope I'm forgiven for my silence....

More soon.

ule mmoja, ule pekee..
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One down two to go..and i don't mean pints

Hiya people. Wagwanning???? How come no one's blogged for ages? Are we dead? Ok those in Nai I forgive you lakini you should still feel Kidogo guilty but the rest of you with broadband and sijui wireless sijui cable sijui developed world who go to jobo to slug,...ama visit their neighbours to watch sijui soprano's and the soprano watching neighbours....as well as those loungers whose photographic evidence is about to be reposted for effect.........heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee watch yourselves....

Anyway so much for the hating. I've just finished my first of my final undergraduate exams...yipeeee. Thanks for yo'all praying for my ass. I was nervous yaani I don't think i've ever been soo nervous for an exam. Anyway got another one tommorow so I'm still here languishing in the library and on a sugar high. Yeah i went and bought myself a whole bag of pick and mix and I am on another energy level. I hope I don't crush and burn tommorow at my paper.

Whats good...well I corrected the link to my site..still haven't put up anything really meaninigfull but will do in a while.Need to clear these exams first.....


Just wanted to blag and cause controversy..

Chris I wasn't dissin your ass I was asleep, so call me aiiight sooon I miss you.

Thomas pole I really was asleep both times you msned....maisha ni magumu hope to see you soon though

David I'm about ot call your ass so anticipate

Denis .. you know you is a star right?

Kibet...hola at Ses for me

Wangu ...I miss you soo blinkin much and as Denis would say(well not word for word) you better show your ass up or I'll b*!~ slap you!!

The wknd hopin we can chill again......

I've had a mad interesting weekend. I was sooo tired and emotional last week I was fraying on the edges...Don't get me wrong here I was still manicaly happy but I was mad exhausted. Anyway I call my sis and tell her I feel a mess on Saturday and she , bless her cotton socks, came down the very same night. (its out of the way by the way so I@m sppecial you see) Anyway had a great night just chattin winin and dinin...I cooked she brought the bottle. Church Sunday morning, pub lunch with my pint a good movie and then off to my boyz house for a BBQ.(oh the pleasures of Summer). Had the best time there will hook you guys up with pics when I get around to compiling the decent ones..they all were .... anyway Had a real blast. The funny thing about my boyz is that whenever they have something gwan at theres they always invite me and my sis and my friend shiku (you remember shiku karanja right?)and when we get there we are always the only mamas.. So I asked about it lakini I got no reply ...any ideas? Well I'm guessing its coz we are such nice chicks to hang out with. Later went out to this next club Diva the music there is all that. One of my boyz Moses was my official boyfriend to everyone in that toen. I mean for no good reason from the day I met him everyone assumes he's my boyfriend...no why would I have a boyfriend i don't display public affection to... well these peeps have no explaination. So we at the club and he's trying to get some gal to dance with him and she wont I mean none of them would because his supposed girlfriend was there. Anyway since I'm really cramping his pulling powers we decided to break-up for the sake of all the decieved people, however at the afterparty which was at theres some next ol' mama was trying to get a handle on him so he goes you know what my wife's over here...(reffering to me)so I just had to play along all night sadly these other women who we are trying to get to accept that we aint together were at he after-party. What to do? Anyway we broke-up yesterday for goood......or until the next unseeming mama comes his way...Hope he can get a mama before the next time I go over to the boyz house. Otherwise I promised not to dance with him the next time we are out.......


Anyway so much for this I have my first exam on Thursday....you'all best pray for me coz I'm asking you nicely......

Be good have a ball and Let God take care of you.......

p.s I'm shyly givin this away.... my site .....its still in construction phase but David I'll be putting up my poetry so you can check it out ther. Plus I got your phone number will do it justice soon..

Kibet...can't wait to be chompin down that nyama

Chris....missing you say somin

Denis.... like the pics you added...

BREATHER

Hey people..
I finally make an appearance... Been quite busy at work then i had to read all your crazy blogs...(and you saythat you actually study in some library(ies)???) Am the acting office manager at the firm that i work for and it's been quite a hectic week.
My exams are finally over.. and i still ihave hair on my head. Somuch for balding from stress!
Hey Sababadi, i also thought shifta would be hakeem. Though i still find the name Shifta a bit shifty and dodgy... whats the history behind it Isiaho???? bY THE WAY Rachel is in law school.. we are in the same campus though she is two years behind me.She actually started with med and stopped at some point, i think she onad that law IS THE IDEAL WAY TO GO!!! he he
Thomas i think i have selective memory... ie my mind purposely sahaus all funny stories that i fear might be defamatory at some later stage... i wonder what stories those were that had people chucking clad...was i really there????:) we should really start writing a book...
Thomas leo i'd really love to be on your case but i made a personal covenant to be very moderate and polite in conversation. DID YOU ACTUALLY HOPE TO GET A JOB WHICH WOULD NOT REQUIRE ANY BRAIN EXERCISE???? (sorry this could get milder!!) Fly back home and come throw stones with University of Nairobi sling experts!!! No, that also requires a bit of strategy. Just fall asleep.. that might be thoughtless. Ha Ha Ha. Anyway... i feel your vibe. Sometimes i get some clients at the law firm asking me some serious questions.. and the client's probo most of the time is about issues that we've covered or should have covered in law school... but you end up realising that you learnt ABSOLUTELY NOTHING from the lecturer who was paid a tidy hourly sum to while away (polite version) your semester. ANd i consequently end up spending endless hours in the office library just to make sure that i dont make a fool of myself. I actually lied to a client once and i had to call them up and correct the legal advise that i had given them before the firm gets sued for proffessional negligence. u are allowed to whine...lakini kumbuka at the same time to be thankful for the job, back home many dudes are professionally tarmacing...it would be a profitable idea to start a factory producing iron soled shoes to sell to tarmacking graduates..he he he BUT THERE IS HOPE!!!!
THe prison monger story was actually quite nice. The book i did not like was this one by Ken Walibora... man it was boring with this angellic dude (you'd think it was an adulterated jesus story) who had absolutely no sensuality!!!! AND also this girl power book bout Akoko. I've never heard the name Akoko again!Akoko this Akoko that. Am actually surprised she wasnt called Atoti.
Hey Dennis, my good Kenyan self has been kidogo busy. My Kalenjin ego et. al is still infantile. Imagine i barely speak 10 sentences of Kale and i have thus concluded that my kids will just have to be taught the lugha by a maid ..sad eh? Right now i actually want to learn french and maybe spanish. The day that my masters in diplomacy requires kale, thats when i'l shughulika bout it. Just for the record, i blame it on my parents!!!
Charlene sexy, i'v not yet read the article thats got you all up against us irrestitable kenyan men but am sure once you step on kenyan soil... you'l quickly snap out of it! All the boys.. three cheers for the Kenyan girl!!! HIP HIP HIP HOORAY!!! Ati when are you checking in...Sema the exact day and time then we can organise for some Umoja Womens Group to fika the airport and ululate n shangalia for the arrival of the gikuyu darling.

Dennis, there must b a very fishy reason why the cologne is mysteriously referred to as 'X'. Are the ingredients written in kikuyu ama arabic??? We wont hate... just taja the name. Ha! Ha! For real i'l probably hate on you if the ingredients are inscribed in luo, why lie!

Hey Wangu, i lost my sim and thus i potezad your number as well. Kindly blog it on... am text me.
Chris.. pia wewe fanya hivyo.. Alex Mugo was requesting for your number. Pole bout the jamaa that u broke up with. Its probably for the best...what with all we serious jamaas out here. he he. Lakini for real, God's grooming Mr Wangu somewhere!!

Charlene, we should seriously panga a visit to MKA,ie after kulain lots of meat at your digs.. thats for those of us whole be ON HOME SOIL ha ha! Am sure akina 'shifta' are seething with envy... Dennis...sema when you'l be checking in. Timanoi told me she's flying in sometime mid next month... i dont jua if Tepeina will also be flying in around that time. I'll find out. Teps is in the UK choping Electrical Engineering i believe.

MKA nostalgia? I kumbuka the day we went to Mrs Mwangi for dinner... man i loved her compound, there was so much space to run around and the stream.. there was a stream right? i found that so cool!I hope she still lives there.
The laps that Mr Matu made us kimbia round the field in penance for our sins was quite amusing on hindsite. Ati that was punishment... AND WE actually dreaded it. Then the tembe for Kiswahili day. The disc was it, that you would be given if you spoke English on the kiswahili day.. that was funny, i actually wish it helpedmy kiswahili.

Now i need to bounce... people do stay alive and dont do anything i wouldn't be able to do on a bicycle!!!! (I really cant do much on a bicycle so you should be safe!)He! He!

Cheers!

And then some..

Haiya..this shits addictive I cannot lie...I managed to waste kadhaa time blogsurfing and happened to come accross some crazy stuff. I felt we were kinda in our own cocoon , So I opted to link us to the rest of the bblogosphere thru a blogroll of some interesting blogs that I frequent...so enjoy the new blogroll on the side bar and dont feel shy to recommend any additions.

*With all this abortion clinic buzz going on back home (after the grizly find of dead babies in paperbags couple of days ago)..I was curious to know your thoughts and opinions on Abortion in Kenya. See the poll, and post away too.

*Thomas..your spontaneity is admirable..a book idea seems brilliant idea. what better platform than the blog??!!
How bout we have a short story(fiction) contest on thru a series of blogs at a given time. We can all easily vote through a customized poll, then all storo's can easily be compiled and published if desired. Another thingif you want to post a link..it is fairly easy..jus highlight the text u want to be linked, then on the toolbar of the text area there is an icon of a globe with a chain. easy as ABC. saves the reader the time of actually copy pasting the link to the address bar.

*Kui..interesting read..however i wasnt particularly alarmed...it it possible that the reason your so freaked is coz u exhibit some of the psycho traits mentioned? they say self realization can be a dauting affair..hehe (sort of the shock effect when Neo refused to believe his first experience of the matrix)..Just curious thats all..

What ever happned to our Kalenjin Friend mr Chebiii?? reveal yourself kijana..

The one, the only
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If this doesnn't scare you nothing will

..Read and run... Seriously bana I read this and quickly conferred with my good friend. The next time I mention marriage someone shoot me. Whats gong on in Kenya.Maybe I should just stay here and find a safe non-Kenyan man to marry if this is what the Kenyan relationship scene is coming to I don't even wanna go there....I concede no more M...(choke choke)talks till I'm over this......(which may be never)

On a lighter note, I found this site really entertaining especially interesting to those of us not in the motherland and intertested in keeping up to date with the local music scene.Burudika with a taste of Home

..Mission Accomplished...

Well, it wouldn't take a rocket scientist to recognize that i've had a pretty emotional week. I have also been studying seriously all week and its been taking its toll.For the last few days I haven't even bothered to comb myhair Ijust put on my stylish hat and go to uni. Well I'd had about enuff of this drudgery adn decided I was gonna look glam and sexy today.

So I put on some make-up, did my hair and dressed apporopriately..Whats appropriate?
Well if you ask Denis about the women he's always gawking at when he goes to the Library to ahem study...I think i was on the ball there....(by the way Denis I think you shoulda just walked up to that hot receptionist and flashed the Kariithi smile as Shiku would say)...Well there is no test like the public, and boy did I get complimented . All day everywhere I went and everyone I met even my number one love hate friend complimmented me. what can I say mission accomplished. So anyway I wasn't planning to go into town but my makeup artist(no not my personal one just where I get proffesional photos done) called and said she'd like to enter my pics in a competition so I went down to sign a consent form (you can see here I'm getting the full ego massage) . If she wins I get to be on billboards well not me just6 my pic how cool is that. Anyway i think the Lord has spotted my pride here but i hope for her sake she wins she's such a great gal.Anyway I got those stares you know those ones that say damn you are sexy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ok maybe I've blown my own trumpet a tad bit here but man after having a low week........and then such a successful attempt at getting a makeover that causes people to be blown away is a worthy cause to get excited about!!!!

I'll hola when my head gets smaller..until then


God bless and stay beautiful coz you all are...............

Baada ya kazi, burudika..ni wakati wa...

ya'll remember that add? The thumping "kazi..kazi" intro,..the tum contractors with yellow helmets lifting some heavy shit, sweat profusely dripping from heads further drenching their overals, then after the Ear to ear smiles of content they would adorn as they held up their optimum-chilled pints of Tusker...

ahhhh this productive feeling, foreign as it may be, feels great. Yaani I actually put in a hard days work. For those of you whove been itching themselves to death wanting to know what the average Productive denis Gikunda day is like.. you are in luck..I am in the mood of feeling better than everyone else, so I will let you in on it.

2.30am 27th:
Badly need to get keep studying but will not concentrate for the life of me. I have set personal boundaries..I cannot go within 3 meters of my kitanda or comp(but with the size of my apt that doesnt leave me with very much). Alas I find away to cheat myself into a break and decide i have to print something out. So i'm off to the Chris' To use the community printer(haha thats sure to tick him off) and as if to spite my valiant midterm preperatiion efforts, the jamaa is watching season 4 DVD's of the sopranos!!!!! wa wa..life tests u in funny ways..but this time i passed..ignoring the magnetic lure to that couch and straight for the printer.
Print my stuff out amidst Chris's consistent wife-style-nagging about sijui "aaa h u guy si u use your own paper etc etc.."
man the bitch slap is coming closer son.watch urself..

3am: 27th:
Notoriously indulge in a cover to cover read of my favourite magazine..Business2.0. I cant get enuff of that stuff..Soon after completion I smack myself upside the head and curse myself for not having finishied the 2 remaining LONGEST chapters which will be on my midterm...In a shocking personal display of both arrogance/stupidity/confidence, I go to bed, promising myself I will get the chapters done sometime onward into the day. Sleeep is far more important i convince myself..

8am 27th:
Alarm seems louder than usual. I feel drugged and like I'm tied down on the bed with chains. I manage sit on the bed, with the damn obnoxious thing echoing throught my floor, and review my life in a few seconds , and in that moment of clarity surmise that a "few" more minutes wont hurt. back under the covers..

930am: 27th
After a full thorough evaluation of my life, my dream persona decides to smack some sense into me and I'm suddenly alert as an owl.
pull a few dance moves in the showi to michael as he howls Bille jean(its the thrill of slipping and falling that gets me fully awake i think) . Leo , nimedecide hata kama ni Monday I will vaa like its Sunday...I pull out of the closet one of those shati's my zacks gave me that is a pure classic..nothing but the full Savile Rowe..I need to stua stua the world a bit abit...splash on the X cologne(I never tell people what I'm wearing..Mysterious like that).

11.30am:

I am posing at the Electronic Arts Devoloper studio, in montreal. (here to do an interview a HR specialist for a class project)
but I'm finding it hard to stop staring at the receptionist...ok I lie..I'm finding it hard to restrain myself from jumping on her right ther and getting it on right on her table with all the paperwork. in Chriso's words.."ggggggdaaaaym". Stunning. Heeneway in true corporate beauracracy..miss Hr specialist has a minor appointment before my scheduled one, but I'm not complaining..more time to gawk at missy over here at the counter. oh by the way, just so that i dont sound like a rabied, high strung sex crazed maniac, the facility at EA is off the hook. (EA..u know , creators/publishers of intereactive entertainment software for XBOX, PS2 etc). employees here are spolied rotten, from bonuses, to Salary to stock options..it is insane. The to ongeza chumvi..jamaas come to jobo in sandals and shorts. I felt kinda silly in my wall street uniform.
Anyway.. I do the 2 hour interview..I am tempted to turn into a maniac and avenge all my other gone-sour interviews, but the nicer deno prevailed...

1pm-5pm:
My regular daytime Job..nothing worth writing about..jus the usual humdrum of computer lab maintaince. The frequency of my yawns are starting visibly irk my boss..hehe have u ever tried to yawn under pressure without panuaing your mdomo??? anyway..got some major stuff done, but the whole time I'm thinking you idiot..how could you not have finished those 2 chapters..a mission impossible will have to be pulled. How can i possibly clone myself i'm thinking...

6pm:(midterm time)
Two chapters have been processed somewhat thru osmosis..But i waltz into class with that characteristic beaming smile (that annoys people who havent somad enough). I am glad to tell you i think i RAVAGED the exam..for lack of a better word..but les not get cocky too soon. FOr those who prayed for me asante sana..they seem to have been answered. For those who didint, ebu start..the final is coming up.

1025 pm:
Sitting here typing away and starting to think that this is enough verbal diarrhoea for one day. Just keep in mind that I'm writing for the sake of writing, not for the sake of your reading. you dont like it..tough...(i've been feeling too accomodating lately)

Mluya ulikuwa umejifichieko wapi pwana..Ebu to hadithi ya ingoho tusikie..

Thomas..youve inspired me. Guitar mara tatoo..kumbe i'm not the only one going thru a quarter-life crisis. I think i want to get hit another first in the Gikunda dynasty..(i was the first with the stud)..Kui are u still game?????????????????????????
Wangu wa makeri...The eagle will be landing in good time..BTW can all u folks in the motherland post up your mobile info? muchos gracious. Kui great work emailing everyone else..u other folks Need to follow suit.

Now a sopranos DVD must be watched..so allow me to make myself scarce.

Much love,

The one, the only.
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..Virtual Insanity...

Yes I think there isn't a more perfect way to title my bolg.

Strange things be gwan down in my life you know.

I discoverd my right hand is slightly darker than my left.Is that normal?

I found that I can actually do anything for love .... seriously I just said it before I hadn't had the chance to prove it...

I've started an intelligent (in my eyes) correspondance with someone I've never met.......(more like scary than strange)

I am actually finding myself in the library reading for my finals....note:I haven't done this throughout my entire degree.

My most exciting moment of teh week has been noticing that shifta also known as da g kid a.k.a Isiaho is on the blog wooohooo...


Please tell me I'm as normal as the rest of you....

On the case of ex-mka storo's who remembers when Wangu and Chris were under that tree in the fireld near te basketball court chattign for like 2 days (ok hours) but its my blog I'm allowed to exergerrate. But hey thats one highlight of mne from back in the day


Well I'd better get a reading if I want to successfully complete my degree
Once again welcome David

God bless you all


LOVE KUI (its all very strange)@@[smiley: Chiseling I Love You: [11/11_6_102]]

Its been emotional

wow.....

I guess it all begun yesterday when I was having a so-so day. Thank you those who noticed it put a smile on my face. Anywya my highlight thanks to Thomas was the old school visit the link . Brought back fond memories and I found myself emailing mka. Well guess what I recieved a reply this mornign from the ever wonderful Mrs Charity Mwangi. She is soooo sweet.

Anyway I just thought I should let those of you in Kenya know that I am on my way home yipee, and I'm hoping to have you all down mine for a weekend of loads of nyam chom and friends.. you know i aint seen you all in a while, may be a good idea to combine this with a trip down to mKa or somin Mrs. Mwangi said she'd love to see us so if thats not too much trouble you are all invited to mine and tell those other nomads who refuse to settle down and blog.(Which reminds me hebu I get my begging mail in check and ask them all nicely to blog) You guys should join in this appeal. and Wangu jua you shoulda grabbed Husna's e-mail address...but you know I love you regardless right.....

Apart from that I am having a looking glass kinda week spiritually. I've been forced to look at some things in my life that need some addressing so I'm kinda glad for it.....

I've realised how important some people are to me....yes you are all included. I mean my friends and man I am soo glad i met all of you. I'm richer for it.... Ok if i go on I'll sound like I'm dying and this is my farewell speech, but today I just wanted to send my love out to you'all and let you know i care.

God bless
be Good
and stay real...


Chris call me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just me on a monday

"whisper to me intimately, like a lover for tenderness is rare in this world. it is difficult to convey the magic of love to those who are made of dust"

Rumi-the hidden music

apart from all the boring things taht are going on in my day,i.e. studying and studying this sparked something inside me and i had to share it.

GOd bless you all and i'LL BLOG SOON.

MY RESULT..

Thanks for this Denis. It was a good distraction from my wacky world of revision. I knew I'd have a more interesting result...;) LOL




You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves
your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling
he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss
that never lessens and always blows your
partner away like the first time.


What kind of kiss are you?
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LoL

Damn I think these last few hours have been Godsent bana..Just when I was having doubts and generally bila psyke about coming home this summer.. MAAAAD PROps to OYUNGA PALA..his article on Man Talk - Peculiar habits of Kenyans has reached classical status in my books.. so much so I have began packing a month in advance -

*THought you might be interested to know that I just took my garbage out..and LAWdy was that a job and a half..It was biohazard in my crib lately....some Vitunguu's I had left in my cupboard since Lord Knows when had reincarnated into something not so nice...mpaka the yellow rubber cloves had to be pulled out. Then I have this other habit of wekaing my fruits right in the back in my fridge(i like the cold Dammit!!) - Lo and behold..Leo as I am doing 'spring cleaning' I found what appeared to be a pear...Auwii i thought the thing would jump out and attack me...But *sigh* all is well, all is well. Most importantly..the Krib is safi. And I'm on a mission..I'll be doing Dirisha's - which to be totally honest..I have NEVER done....should be interesting hehe.

Ok . so I have to admit..I have been reading too much of pulse lately.. LEo I slapped myself before i finished reading this silly article on PREzzo of the(damn i laugh everytime i say this hehe) Cash money Brothers which, since i am so ashamed of reading, will not even care to proliferate. I mean dont get me wrong.. I love Wayua Muli..been reading her stuff since High school..but who the F*&# cares about Prezzo's bling..I think what really bugs is first..these guys try too hard. But such coverage is slowly going grow into Tabliod culture, something I wouldnt want our media to be a part of.(and neither would many of our tum local Celebs I'm sure).

DENO is out!
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My Results...

You have a mysterious kiss. Your partner never
knows what you're going to come up with next;
this creates great excitement and arousal never
knowing what to expect. And it's sure to end
in a kiss as great as your mystery.


What kind of kiss are you?
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T.G.I.F.

Sema folks...Ok so heres my latest attempt to Vanquish whatever is left of that shady perception you all have of me..I thought I was being ati sincere and I can openly share my other culture-embracing side(sniff sniff)..but I guess not..So here I am trying to look cool as usual..this was not too long ago actually..The second purpose was to mention .DOESNT CHRIS LOOK GAY!!! I swear we vote..

A) chris looks Gay
B) Chris looks Gay

ama I should change the poll question!! (this is another weak attempt to get him to blog again hehe..a kajamaa ..like all these other mr and mrs feelgoods who wont respond to my invitations..needs a lil bembelezaing).

I have been literlaly rolling on the floor laughing at your posts and man i tell you Am I glad u I'm keepin in contact with all of you..Too bad these other folks need me to Kiss their behind kabla they make an apprearance!!! I suggest YOu drop them a kam email and hammer it in..I might have lost my "charisma"(Kibet, Kui haha..maybe Ive never had it!!)

I will hit you with another phase of the good old days very soon..Some stuff i still chuckle to myself has to come out since there is a mood of confession going round..hehe ..hold ya horses!!

Take care and signing off for the week..yours truly,
MR COOL...(cmon..u know u love the pic!! Click it to get the full view)
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Of drop-tops and near nudity

Ok so I've veared of topic here but I had to as thats all thats been in my face all day. THE SUMMER IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yipee my one excuse to wear almost nothing and get away with it...! BUt i must be well behind eveyone else here coz I was in for the full bare midrifff sandal deal today. Oh yeah and men in shorts which my brother insists is a weakness of mine. Prior to coming here however I used to think that these white poeple were just slutty with theyir dressing, lakini the jua here has taught me somin else. Now I'm in the front line to take of all my clothes and catch as much sun as possible. (you don't know what you've got till its rationed) plus man the heat is too much. So hello slutty clothes its time for me to wear you...oh yeah and hello body firming and slimming exercises.

Back to the point though.
REMINISCING

So glad I can do that among friends. You know what really comes to mind when I think back....well apart from Joy coming out of the pool and all the pubescent boys shamelessly ogling.............(that girl had game and she played it all too well. thanks Joy I learnt a lot from you)....
Its the trip to tharua farm. No not of the stuff we were meant to learn sijui castration techiniques and A.I., its the safari ant attack. Coincidentally it began in Joys sleeping bag. Yaani those wadudu's had a plan of attack that was something serious. How the were in all the girls bags and none of the guys and how they bit simultaneously was amazing. Mad respect. Then how we tried to wake the boys up and alert them of the danger to no avail....(sijui women should be seen and not heard).. Anyway an hour later around 5.00am, as I'm sleeping peacefully though not very comfortably in some seat on the bus I hear screaming. Wa the boys are getting their just deserts.I t was really funny how they lit this huge fire and they were jumping up and down around it and flicking their sleeping bags about. It looked like some messed up juju witchcraft... I remember speculations of what would happen next. Would the boys join us on the bus to maliza their sleep. Speculation was going round as to whether chirs would join joy in her sit..(young minds) well the teachers weren't about to let that happen so the boys did breakfast. I can still see Denis seated by the fire looking disgruntled as he fried the eggs... Well I found Anthony and started chatting but helped with the breakfast....the rest is sketchy but I only need to close my eyes and see the mad dancing of the boys around the fire....you guys were mad funny!!!!

Another thing I like to think about was how before any trip anywhere there would be gossip in dorms about who was gonna kiss who when we played catch and kiss because catch and kiss was just standard... Well obviously Wangu was the local target for the boys and Chris for the girls.... how did it feel being sex symbols at such tender ages.... ?????????????

aaah so much is rushing to my brains right now...have to stop and talk about it next time. But was Miss Dorothy's rock playing guitarist impression the best good luck anyone got for our KCPE or what?(lets vote )


Let God Take Care of You

Kui

Is that really 10 years ago???

Leo after nursing some major hangi's, I made some breakfast(at 3pm) and was halfway through my sandwich when it hit me.yiikes..Those pics were taken a stunning 10 years ago!!! At that point I looked closer into the pics ...my grande conclusion? We don't really change that much in Ten years for real. A little height, slightly better looking , broader shoulders, a deeper voice and that's about it for me. My mentality/approach to life is not significantly different..just upgraded really.

Tena after our big "reunion" last August, meeting you folks only helped reaffirm this idea..Anthony is still but jokes..Nathan the calm and collected Mr suave..Cina the Lifist with a deadly sense of humour,..Joy and that biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig ..SMILE (hehe)...Wangu the principled , ever cheerful...Kibet yule yule tu.

My memories of MKA are scattered here and there but there are some things that made this school different:

*The sense of elation(aki it was such a natural high) when it was time for Sunday breakfast it was not just any Sunday...it was sausage Sunday. Not only that..but some sucker you had conned earlier in the week OWED you his sausage....Then sijui 70% of that breakfast would be spent preparing for that best part of the meal.. meticulously slicing your sausage(s) and superfluously spreading our 4 half slices with enough peanut butter and jam to feed an army. LOL..great times..

*Being such a slacker of a headboy..I remember the bell for breakfast echoing in the dorms with NONE of us in big boys dorm(std 7's and 8's) even remotely awake..(ok maybe Steve G..an organised chap he was)...Lakini even in our deep slumber..there was that sixth sense for Mary (boys dorm matron) arrival..the second she popped...it was pandemonium!!! ties and socks flying all over the place, the screeching shrabs Mary would pull, bedcovers instantaneously falling into place..Amazing how much could be accomplished in sijui 2 minutes.

*Oh my now who could forget Sunday 3 pm??? This was time for "NBA action" time..and wololo i tell you Kids were inspired by the time that show was over. The basketball that would ensue on our courts thereafter was sheer gymnastics and fantasy.

*Something I have never quite understood to date...Shower time. Oh the things hot water would make us do...remember speeding for the dorms at 4 pm(std 8) then arguing who got booked which shower when? haha..then going on to squeeze into a shower already full of like kidu 6 chaps and the hot water slowly trickles to and end -at that point it was survival for the fittest bana...

*Any class of 94 jamaa will ATTEST to having a MAAD crush on Miss Dorothy...I am man enough to admit it..are the rest of you???? mamama that woman was something i tell you. She had it all..the Charisma, the smile, the mwili and she COULD COOK!!!!!(or atleast we thought so given she taught home science haha)
Even getting a look from her during class made u feel special!! mpaka there was this inner hate for this boyfriend who she would mention ..damn we had it bad..

*Haha this one's etched in my memory..std Six..kidu 3 something ish pm... I had only been in MKA for a couple of weeks now and would hear horror stories of how Mr Matu would turn into the rage monster and slap people sober....never quite believed it ..well up until this day...The class is a hurricane..people making noise..some folks playing tipo in class , Just utter chaos...the teacher(presumably Mr matu, is late for his math class. Its beyond a ten minute delay..so there is real lingering doubt that he will show at all, hence the madness going on in class...Ok so as the class builds into a frenzy ..i think Roseanne appoints herself class vigilante and is peeping at the door every 5 seconds or so...heee she peeps one more time and comes racing back to her seat screaming "MR MATU MR MATU HE"S COMING!!!!!" LOL In seconds , even before he puts his first foot throughout the door, pin drop silence...everyone "busy" trying to look serious at work....Mr Matu , visibly unamused, paces slowly round the class and the straight to Roseanne's desk, where she's standing , guilt all over her face now. wa..the chep LIFTS Roseanne onto her desk like she's a balloon, and proceeds to zaba her anaa one..one of his classic u-don't-see-it-coming slaps..Folks in class were jus wincing in pain for this girl..that was by far one of the harshest slaps I have seen live to date!!!!! There was rage bana.rage in that slap.
Needless to say, All the stories were confirmed. I made a mental note not to be caught in the line fo fire that day..I watch TV huku and they talk about abuse in schools and sijui harrasment and just laugh man when i think of this incident. Human rights abuse should have Mr Matu on watch bana..

*Another thing I still cant fathom is the fear MR Mirobi would instill in the hearts of us kids...I particularly remember us reading out our marks and making note of those who had being doing consistently badly...those few weeks I had not been particularly sterling in my efforts bana..a few 20/50's in lugha papers...So he reads them out..and comes to my name..hears yet another horrible mark...He asks what the problem is..and as i stutter and fumble for a answer he sees right thru my bullshit and interjects me with a terse, firm -"DENIS, UUUZEMBE UTAACHA!" and the class bursts out laughing and I was sooo mad..felt like such and idiot. I vowed i would be first in the next Lugha exam just to prove him wrong....haha never quite happened...But I will have the last laugh someday MR MIROBI!!!!

I have thou more memories which willl be released in due time...
Need to get back to work..Memory lane has hit a dead end for now.

Take care and God bless.
Get your blog on..
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When the paparazzi caught Denis and got even on my behalf....I mean bana whats with the towel...fashion statement nini? (forgive me)  

We certainly had potential...some things never change 

when i had a crush on Kennedy, Eva was still my homie, chris was taller than Denis, Jonathan was my deskie, Irene the baller, Hakeem kippin it real and Eddie still didn't talk to me 

Anthony and I the King and queen of the class of 96. Don't hate you know its true.. 

Do you remember those days huh Kibet. I'm sure Priscillas(that was her name) hawk eyes were watching in the background.This didn't work so I'mma try again later..watch this space. 

REMINISCE

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Hey people... may i suggest, if you all permit me to, that we have a short moment (series of blogs) of reminiscing and mulling over our youthful days on the slopes of Mount Kenya.. Kumbukain akina Miss Sonya, Wahu, there 's this old lady who used to stand like a scarecrow in the dining room during mealtimes covering her mouth with her lesso , the name eludes my mind... etc etc..
Would be nice, huh? Revert.

Stay alive!

Just testing this new application out..will tell you about it soon.. Me in my Lakefied days before McGill..I have offically disposed of the Shades so tafadhali lets not go there 

The Sermon on the Amount

This last weekend i went to a conference and heard a very intersting story trhat I thought I would share with you.

A man once walked into an airport cafeteria pretty hungry. So he bought bag of doughnuts and some coffee and tried to get a seat for himself. However the place was mad full so he ended up sitting with another lone man. He therefore sat down and placed his stuff on the floor next to his sit, sat down and started having his coffee.
He picked the doughnut bag of the table picked out a doughnut and ate it. A few minutes later the man across from him picked the bag took out a doughnut and ate it. So the first man thought very strange........ but just to be polite he let it slide.
He then picked the doughnut bag, picked out another doughnut and this time placed it right next to his cofee. A few minutes later the man across form him stretched out his hand pulled over the bag across picked out a doughnut and ate it. The first man thought aii wassup with this dude lakini he must be mad so I'll let him by. So they kept doing this doughnut eating thing until there was only one doughnut left in the bag.

First man was thinkin aii does this jamaa have the nerve to eat the last one of my doughnuts? Anyway the other man promptly picked up the last doughnut cut in two and gave him one half of the doughnut.He then stood up and walked away.

Typical thought the first man eat all my doughnuts and leave.After a while he finished his coffee and made to leave the cafeteria. As he bent down to pick his bags, he saw his bag of doughnuts sitting on top of the his bags.

The other man was actually sharing his doughnuts. Its the same in life.Everything we have is gift from God and he is just sharing his wealth with us. Lets be willing to share our doughnuts too.

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Case of the Monday Blues?

I have no clue what is going on..but I don't like. My week so far is about as exciting as watching a table rag in your kitchen..I've ogt mental, writing, and generally excitement BLOCK! I feel soo tired of the seeing the same people at work & in the neighborhood everyday, eating the same ol food, working on the same little projects, studying the same damn textbook, reading the same damn novel. Blogging might be the only remaining thing I find mildly stimulating. No clue what is going on..I feel like I need to be zapped with two electrodes and get back into gear. the bleak, grey Montreal weather doesn't help either. A friend suggested traveling..getting out of this box of mine..which I think is a good suggestion, but for now I need a quick fix man..I'm a pretty intense, energized guy usually..this foreign feeling is very bizarre...so SOS call..

*On a less eccentric note, Wangu your blog on Love got me thinking...doesnt happen very often so I am thankful hehe..Love love love..Does love exist?all the cheesy crap aside -
Love exists because we have an innate nature to have a fondness(for whatever), otherwise. We were purposely made incomplete..so the need for love, and the need to love are so tightly bound to our constitution, it is almost gives us a finite reason for existence alone.
I'm trying to understand this love thing. DON'T. I feel society(media, hollywood,music) forces us to overanalyze what love is, and how to get it. It is somehwere in human nature and man's relentless quest into the unknown..but Love is one of those things that the more we try find out about the less we find out. Allowing oneself the experience of Love is most key. The power of Love is one of those very few things that are none depleting..u know, like a smile, an idea, a shared candle, that dont diminish when given, and is independent and undiscriminating of the objects that it was applied to..i.e I can love u whtther u like it or not, whtether u know or not. So to answer your question on hearbreak, that sense of loss when love and life dont follow the same path...I think it is too much of a focus on the object, rather on the fact that you loved. YOur love hasnt gone anywhere..u just feel that loss. I think moving on has a great deal to do with this..realising that the most important thing is that YOU LOVED, and not that that love has been betrayed (or whatever the casue fo the breakup). The fact that 'U experienced love', that u were a vessel and a meduim of it is HUGE importance to who we are and how we percieve ourselves..Becasue thats all life is about(proogressive life at least)..the endless pursuit to making ourselves better(whatever your "better" means) people. Love,in this way, gives us a form of fulfilment..makes us stronger people. So hearbreak is really nuthing but that bruise after tripping over while jogging..jogging sure gets me in shape though so I'll keep my focus on that. Where I get all this from????? Well Wangu, it is no secret you broke my heart remember..(lets not even go back to circa 1994 lol toooo painful & running out of tissue huku)
Can you love someone and not love them almost in the same instant? to quote Chris Rock, you know you've not been in love if you havent contemplated murder bana..If you havent practiced your alibi in the mirror haha..you aint been in love.
Not sure I have a semblance of sense int hat rabling..but hey, I tried.

*Maze There's an opportunity for me to be a Swahili tutor for some chap who wants to travel there i think..Kinda not sure about my ability bana..I was thinking if the swahili staff at Starehe /mr mirobi ound out public demosstrations would be organized !! I havent practised in a while so I run the risk of make a complete buffoon of myself(and being a terrible representative of our country) in the process..then again I like to think of myself as a risk taker..If worst come to worst..jamaa will be fluent in sheng hehe..same difference for the guy !! You guys probly heard Microsoft finally released the completely translated Swahili version of Windows...I friend sent this to me i pasuad bana but on the real..i realised how bad my lugha was and how hard it will be for system admins in future bana..enjoy..

Terms unveiled at the Microsoft conference last week in Nairobi

Madirisha Elfu Mbili na tatu Tandabui isiyo ya bui Mtumishi (Windows 2003 Web Server)

Madirisha Elfu Mbili Mtumishi (Windows 2000 Server)

Madirisha Elfu Mbili Mtaalamu (Windows 2000 Professional)

Jedwali Changamfu (Active Directory)

MS Mtazamo (MS Outlook)

Mtazamo Ulioharakishwa (Outlook Express)

Mtambo wako unakimbia nje ya kumbukumbu dhanifu (Your system is running low on Virtual Memory)

Punguza namba ya Tumizi zilizowazi (Reduce the number of open applications)

Mtambo wako umefanya mpango kabambe usiokuwa halali na sasa utafungwa

I read somehwere that ati there is a prediction that languages not firmly in the interent come the next sijui 100 years or so will be extinct...what do you folks think..

*Thomas..welcome to the wonderful world of Summer school!!!Tell us how ur first day went...Kibet hali ya exams? Rarau those things in true Magadi fashion..you magadi kids always had that extra spark..All the salt ama? How are akina Rachel, teps etc? What they up to these days? You guys still swimming to work huko Nai.. i skia its a hurricane those sides..like literally..what happened to city in the sun? Trying to get Munene, Nathan, Anthony up to speed on this thing..anyone in contct with the buggers pleae holla at him & send me his current email..Chris should be in in the next couple of days.

Gotta get some shut eye kids..Blog on!!!!!
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This time l know you've missed me

I knew I had to post when Thomas asked about my lazy ass. My dear it isn't really a lazy ass, just felt rather dissed coz I had written a pretty entertaining(in my view) blog just to have my comp crash and cause me to loose it. Oh yeah and the paparazzi mania by Denis exposing my trip to Holland to al you'all without my consent, but my fury was quelled by the fact that he actually like the pic enough to just show it to the world.......yeah he just didn't have any others in hand.

Lifes the normal hoolabaloo for me at the moment trying to balance work and rest . This time I willl succeed. Kibet I feel your pain. Soon I'll be down there and we can go out together because this whole boyfriendless scene is cramping my style. At least with a chaperone I may be able to wad of all those meat feeding vultures that go by the title single or creepin men.

I donnu wassup with me but ever since I read random and inconsequentual at the top of this blog my random and inconsequantial thoughts have hit an all time low. Maybe when the excitement/shock wears off I'll get my bloggin back in order. until then, may help come to Nairobi university and may sanity reign over Thomas and Denis as they dig deeper into cybernetics. And Wangu I look forward to hearing from you soon.

Hey Denis do somin about Chris, he says he can't log on.....(do i hear excuses excuses..I'm not surprised)


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Just in one Week!

This is an early morning, and i have a long day ahead which i really dont feel like beginning. I had a CAT (yeh we still call them CATS in university) last night which could have been worse but i'm being prudent and not really expect 90%...but being in my campus you really dont worry about CAT or exam results for long because the results are released a year later.. I t defeats the purpose of doing the continuous assesment test, right! Yeah, but you get used to it, believe me. Yesterday they released our results for the exams that we did in April 2003 which were inclusive of the CATS done early last year... and inspite of the results coming out one year later.. (more than 1 year) some danda of a lecturer decided to loose our CAT papers. For crying out loud, he should have told us about this maybe 6 months ago, like half a year after we did the quiz, so that at least we would have a llittle vibe to right if we decided to do a replacement quiz.. but no, they decide to disclose their gross negligence one year after, and just 4 days before i begin my 3rd year first semeester exams... hows that for a campus.

You wont believe that we are in third year and there are still results missing for some unit that we did in 1st year. And they will probably seek to address the situation just when we are about to graduate!
Yes, thats Nairobi University for you.. i would bet that u guys dont have to contend with such crap!
(I'm sounding bitter- arent i? Its just a bit of spite for the gross negligence and nonchalance by the members of the system)
But thank God that i actually passed my 2nd Year though the results are provisional pending the doing and marking of a replacement CAT for the unit that had the lost papers. Now i have to go and que outside a small room in our campus, which is called the examination centre, where a corrupt individual (well reknown for switching marks for those who can afford to fully compensate him for any attendant risks) will go through some records and shout out to me my grades. ... D!..C!....B!...D!...C!, Picture that! But i'm generally hoping that i'l have a number of As and Bs.
Enough whining... I'm actually looking for a girlfriend. I was invited for a birthday party last week where my boys came with their girlfriends and everyone i knew was deeply engrossed in conversation (it better have been meaningful) with their "better half" and i had to seep my drink and listen to the music playing while forever reassuring the host that i was fully enjoying myself. After that experience, i must look for a permanent chaperone for such events of a girlfriend.. i'm not sure which i should... i have yet to sit down and think which would cost more financially and/or emotionally. Generally i wouldnt want to attach myself or fetter myself but, the occasion demands. There are a number of graduation parties that i am to attend this weeekend and i am tafutain a chaperone...
Can you imagine, i have an accounts unit.. the call it Accounting For Lawyers... wherein a lecturer comes and tries to squeeze in as much accounts as possible into our heads in 15 weeks. If you ahve done accounts, you know, with no doubt that you can not teach accounts in 15 weeks... or anything close to that definition! Yeh, so the accounts exam is on monday and i must pass it at all costs! if i knew who to bribe, i so would!!! If i dont get a D, and i get a resit paper, teh worst part about it is that the lecturer demands that you do coursework as well instead of simple sitting one resit paper (which according to university rules only gains a D- irrespective of how well you answer the question!)
Hey people, i need to go que for my results... Do ennjoy yourselves and be very glad that i have blogged this long... it might not happen again for like the next 3 weeks!
Stay alive!

Kibet

And you this was just jokes eh..

Sup folks...First but not least I have to issue my discontent with the drastic weather change here in mtl..all cloudy and grey all of a sudden. Spring showers they call it..not my cup of Tea. Somehow it reminds me of th June-July drudgery that we would endure in MKA when the ka ghetto basketball court was swamped in pools of water and all the boys wanted to do was play! Only this time i just want to sit out on my baclony and kula nyamchom!! did I mention I am super keen on buying a bbq grill? Part of my wait gain program..but thats another story all together. Today I have a few ramblings I want to get off my chest:

*just a point of info..Just wanted to show u guys that u can add pics up incase u wanted to show yourself off once in a while ama jus add spice to ur blog. Kawaida html. THis is example code of the pic u seejust put it where u want to see the pic
<span><img src="http://home.sus.mcgill.ca/~dgikun/Kui/Kui_bridge.jpg" width = "320" height="240" style="float:left;"></span>
Take for example this one shady chic papparazi caught giving Uhuru park poses in Amsterdam...lol I kosad a pic woi nisamehe Kui.

*Thomas so interesting how this whole cybernetic business intercourse steered towards something that i had been thinking a whole lot about recently but could never quite fit it into my daily blog; It sort of follows(and debatably supoorts) your inkling-->"It is my thesis that the physical functioning of the living individual and the operation of some of the newer communication machines are precisley parallel in their analogous attempts to control entropy through feedback.(p26)...It is the pattern maintained by this homeostasis, which is the touchstone of our personal identity". From my understanding this is also a view held in the explanation of "emergence" or "emergence theory", which is basically used to explain complex phenomena that involve simple units e.g. a crowd of people can be said to have emergent behaviour because it acts independently and often unexpectedly compared to each single persons behaviour. This timam paper I read on emergent democracy thoroughly did justice to the job of explaining what I mean. (not a short read..so i would advise u get a cup of java and some mkate before clicking the link). It is probly the top reason i'm so into this blogging thing...

*I had my first Summer class jana..I left feeling bewildered bana. It is a course on HR management(since i want to run a huuge company someday with you all as my slav..ehem -employees..I will need all the management skills i can get!) which from the course layout, spells doom on my social life for the next 6 weeks.. I wont whine though..I was warned about the course but the brute force approach pays.. sometimes at least. Aanyway thats not what relly bothered me. What really bothered me was that It was a continuing education course, meaning
1) I was the youngest, greenest fella in the room
2) I was about the only one without a full time Job to bitch about
3) Everyone else, consequently, was some unhappy employee who took this course to either to a) Escape the clutching claws of obsolescence in their company
b) Figure out how they would make life hard for their know all bosses
c) ...(ran out of witty reasons)

Maybe Ive gotten too used to talking about last nights bash, the slutty girl in class, or where me and my mates will grab the answers to the next assignment from.. amaje Kibet..your in the workforce..maybe U should teach me how to fit in the corporate/legal world...

Thas all for today folks. This is Immanuel Juma..I mean denis Gikunda..reporting for viiirtual insanity..*wacky intonation*
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On Que Sera, Google(again), and Nature

OK, the fella masquerading as Thomas on this blog - halt..Tell us us what u have done with the real thomas that we knew!!!! I had to read your post kidu like 3 more times befor eit sunk in vizuri haha.. at some point after like the third reading when i finally began to see clearly.. I was like hmm this is interesting..somehow i feel like i've read it somewhere before..(haha yeah like 3 times on this same blog!!). OK that should tell you one of 2 things..Either you have become a prolific writer, well read spontanious young fella or I have been spending too much time on my balcony sipping on Corona's after my exams were done like a week ago.uuuh not quite the conondrum u were expecting eh..Mad respect for the guitar..I had the same epiphany, only I think my motivations were slightly different..lets face it...guitar players get laid more often than average bums like me...

Aaaanyway. As Kui will so quickly attest..i have been quite intrigued with the subject matter you brought up.. I bored her mindless about it like a year ago on a phone conversation in my terse anticipattion of the Matrix:reloaded. I was jus very jazzed at the entire philosphy of the Warchoski brothers and their approach to "simulating" their idea of the Matrix. So it seems they Picked a whole lot form this french author of yours, specifically on his third simularca,..yaani one modeling information, with the aim of total control. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels like there is this 4th dimension that we are unconscious of: one that is is directly related to this physical one that we see, one that cues in on our reason for being. Plato so vividly illustrates it in his allegory, whereas I more simply visaulize it as the spiritual dimension to our lives: the invisible war for our Souls. WE are living in armageddon, daily; a fight against good and evil. Only we are not caught in the crossfire, we are the soldiers. Our lives(physical/material/visible) and the choices we make are the ultimate simulation: of this war.

So you ask what the future holds eh..Much as I hate to appear a modern day soothsayer, a doomsday conspirisist, I have to say we are headed in that direction(converging to the third simulacra), and I'm not so sure its a great idea. I think about the world we live in today..the information revolution they call it. All the simularca that you mentioned..both 1 and 2 depend on instant access to reliable information. Atleast, we have reached an era where that dependancy can be met, a la the internet. Now look a little closer.. The technical nature of the interconnectivity if the net is very unwelcoming to totalitarian control. SO basically the only way to control/harness this free flow of information is yeild & direct the need for this information. It is interesting to note that this is the sole intent Search engines today. Knowledge is power, so the old adage goes...I say COntrol of this knowledge is the where this poer lies. Google(yes i am going there again) have complete control here. I dont know anyone out there who's written papers/done research who could survive without google today..Lord knows how they managed sijui 20 years ago. Where do you go for your information? Thats who youll be paying your allegiance to in a few years.

I see a future where machines/software/computers will be so well aligned with the user's need that it there will be no real "search for info". Even with Googles ingenius, 'democratic' site ranking methodology(where a page is ranked according to how many other pages on the web link to it), it still takes some time long to find EXACTLY what you want, for those of us who've not majored in Information/Library sciences. Major research is already going into making these search engine's "smarter", meaning that they will will sort of have an idea that if I search for the word "cougar" i will mean I'm interested in a sugar mummy to pay my school fees and not some wild cat in the jungle.

Future of the world aside,.. I couldnt but help notice how beautiful nature is. Today I woke up, and to my suprise i saw something outside my window that was not there the previus day: Lush green buds had sprouted from the tree outside my window. I continued to observe..Every single bud on every single branch on every single simarlar tree on my street, in a fluid uniformity unparralelled by any manmade system, had sprouted. Not only that, but on the first day that it the Sun had decided to show its face upon Montreal streets..It was great..I felt as if Nature had consipred to make me smile this morning, the sun gleaming on those ordinary mellow green buds. If such sweet synchrony alone does not coax you of a supreme yarn tying up this fabric..I guess you will have to look closer.

Word is on the streets Wangu is about to Jion our lil community??? where is tha girl!!!! someone done got me excited already! Show your face woman!!

Guys, Its been Real.
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