Hammer!

Ok guys I got to give it out just the way it is, I never made it to Alliance auditorium, not becoz a gal did wanna do it, a gal wanted to go it, but things came up.... and its this thing you just cant pass. There I was with a single booking for the last play of the day, hell I love that Marangi guy...., but the booking was single because some guy jumped me for the saturday schedule, and the villager in me always reschedule depending on the heirachy they have in me surrounding.

I kind of thought that 500 bob pay has to do with that Marangi guy, gosh if its so, whoever made it to that play, please give us a justification, am a little bit bitter, I go understand expansion but those guys have to remember us, the small guys who supported them, when no body had an idea who they were, now........they are up there, they should give us life time high price exmpetion for atleast been there, when they were down here.....am whining now, !! But am an African a brotha got to remember where his umblical cord is buried only then he respect the soil he come from!

Back to why I didnt make, I met a g-friend and one of those good friends, and 500bob is not something you afford everyday, so I didnt tell, I had plans to go to theatre, nor did I think I go afford an invitation, so I go shut my big mdomo and let it pass, we munched that money and had a good laugh, and I woke up today and said, sometimes you just go to go with the flow.

So maybe I should have a one on one with Ber, soon as feasible, I guess.......

This weekend it all worked against me, I sure hope.....you made it to that play, I expect reviews!!!

Make a date with Caught Red-Handed! Some memories there, or what!

mmmh .....some breakfast to die 4!

Ok, That Peter Marangi guy will be sure something to watch out for........ got a limited time around here before i go hit the country road back to village, and if I will be in this big bugger city, u sure you can get a glimpse of this one, because am gone try my very bestest to be on the theatre stands!!

Make a date, and c u there, if it cant happen, just know its going down soon, and for the guys in the club, probably you have ideas how husbands get eaten for breakfast not sure, if it gets sumptous but am sure the outcome depends on what the wife had for Dinner!!!
Doesnt it?
Guys outside the club, like me , well doesnt mean my eyes not darting, but am sure gone learn somethings, or its just some exciting vibe!!
Aunt Nera says, the secret to catch a mans' eyes is not thru his stomach, that Aga is jumping thegun Oh! Moving forwed head of urself, its thru his mouth. That is where first test goes thru, then I ask Aunt Nera, did they ever do it...u know...mouth to mouth, city mongers calls it smoo...och, city hens peck it, city players...french kiss....she laughs........ then leaves. Hope Pa never hears i go ask that question. But Pa and Ma, and me we ave all grown bit to bits, they give me space now......say the city has blossomed me, a sure glad, i talk no village english no more, can drop some lingua like its hot!

Did they ever do mouth to mouth..iiiish...its too ugly to think of,,

Momentos

Ok I realise have been off and out of touch, but blame, the internet service providers.......... i shoved , pushed , whined, and thank my ancestors....... they are not funeral parlours, otherwise I would be stuck with a body in my possesion!

Its crazy how we dont like talking about death, bodies and stuff...iiiih....keep off that topic, wish i could dear, wish i could but i cant .........I made an aquintance with a gentleman who work in the morgue, aha, thought those guys were bonkers! You got to have made visits to city mortury to believe that I wouldnt have figured out why anyone would want to work in there,....ok.... probably the last time you were inamorgue, was when you had a very close person gone.....just like you i was compelled to ask alot of questions like, are you scared, do you get nightmares, you plan on keeping the job for a lifetime, but I thought...gosh somebody has got do the job!!! So I ended up shutting up, and accepted the fact that its a job just like any other and we should get it out of our african blood to respect the call and the comitment of the chosen few who have the last chance to accord us the last respect in this world. Not unlike most of us who wait with dark glasses on our faces, waiting for the beautiful you that once was, to come out with all make up done and the white dress or black suit on, and the white casket ready for the trip down stairs!!!

I found out behind the efforts and the works of people like gravemen, morgue attendants, hangmen, those job that make you go....ish!.......... I commend them especially in the african system for doing for people who have myths and strange catrations surrounding the lives of this persons, I salute them for doing what most of us cant, and wouldnt want, ..............kudos!!!

Doing the walk? Am already loosing weight!

Muthurwa

Thought I could post some picture of the new Nairobi with the latest addition a bus park at Muthurwa but.........something must be wrong here, two days and nothing happening, I give it a rest

Face Off

Quite some work, if you remember the old face of Nairobi museum, well guess for most of us, it always reminds us of the special trips to the museum with the whole seniour or juniour classes tagging along, I never quite knew the museum that well till i started giving my self individually planned trip to the museum. Take the neighbours kids, if you dont have your own its the perfect excuse, however its such a hard place to meet a potential ...mmmmhhh, ........

Come to think of it, am yet to meet a cuople who made their first debut in the museum, all the same, its apst time, makes you a good contributor to local tourism figures, you dont want to be found out that you aint patriotic! Anyhow like I said, its hard to meet a guy in this kind of place, but its not impossible, am sure whats running in your mind is ...why in the ancestors' name is she talking about meeting someone here, c'mon, most outing should be targetted at socialising, it might not be the ONE, but it can be friends who last you a life time.... i kind of go to the museum to wash off my sorrows from a broken "pot" its quite, you dont have to take the guarded tour, and you dont as hell have to talk to anyone, just like those exhibitions that dont offer cocktails...you end up gazing till you call it a day!!!

Masai Mara Hills

This was the beautiful sight in the Mara Vicinity.

I was planning to put up, another picture, however some angelic thoughts crossed my mind today, the same one that did the last time I took this pictures. This time it wasnt the amazing sight of what nature induces in us emotionally. This time the angel was in form of a gentleman. He wasnt tall, hansome, hotly amd smartly dressed sought after guy. He was an angel in the form of the bus conductor. I boarded a matatu, and just as it was leaving the busstop as usual I wanted to have my fare in my hand, only to realise all i had with me was an empty hankie. I hurriedly asked him to let me alight , and he said I have to pay for that sit, in which I said, I want to alight simply because I have no money to pay you, then he asked where are you going, and I answered and he said, well you can pay me double next time! There was a bus full of people and none of them offered help

I saw an angel today..... the only thing I did was to thank him and take the plate number which was KAS 903l, Kenyans are beautiful people both at heart and outside, even after the most ugly happenings after elections, we are on our way to healing this nation, it was just confirmed to me, that no man is an Island, that angel did not share a tribe with me , he shared a country with me, he is Kenyan.

Daraja Mbili

Well Kisii is just the same Kisii I had known but on this day , Daraja Mbili was quite empty. The usual grean bananas, not so visible, then I went like, gosh they wiped out this guys or wat?

Then it downed on me....halllo.... you are on Comiited Seventh Adventist Territory!

I should have chosen to take my trip, on Friday, saturday, boring day to be in this town, no people! Well atleast I could afford to take a not very crowded picture of Daraja Mbili. Am just in love with the name, why Daraja Mbili?