| ... IN LOVING MEMORY ... |
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To Michelle
One of a kind...
This is for you.
I Miss you... |
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my guest book!!! I will hunt you down like a dog. a HOT DOG! |
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Yaani people are real vegetables. NO MORE MAIL asking for
past issues! For the last time: Past issues of Thinker's Room
can be found HERE!!!
And reading any further means that you agree to the DISCLAIMER
Skate
on to my Journal and see what's been going on!
Conclusion of the
fun and games when I run into some nice policemen after a University
Riot: PART 2: |
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For
those clamoring for past issues -- check out the archives and hope
to High Heaven that what you want is there!
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extracts from my journal. Most of the interesting stuff is there and
I am thinking about sharing with you the really neat stuff like when
I helped milk a cow that turned out was a Friesian bull.... |
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| Take a look at the agumbaru's corner
-- (see if you're there!) I rant and rave and pull no punches! For
all you know, you may be next! |
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| Take a look at some assorted links.
I will collect more and organize them when I feel inclined to but
until then -- enjoy! |
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| Something I have been driven to make
by a firebrand lass whose email was in HEX! A very technical page
for watu wa IT. |
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To Beth: Thanks for the
chocolates! Delicious, delicious!!!! May God, Allah, Judah, Shiva,
Hare Krishna, Hara Kiri, Harry Potter (Delete as applicable) bless
you and continue to bless you, your immediate family, your neighbour,
your relatives and your livestock! |
| ...POLITRICKS! ... |
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Those of us who say footage of the
elections yesterday could not have failed to notice a clearly fuming
George Saitoti. His speech of stepping down for the benefit of the
people was uninspiring and unconvincing and he was clearly fuming.
He brought to my mind memories of being forced to take tablespoon
after table spoon of cod-liver oil that I was unwilling to take! I
am sure immediately he got home all those in the immediate vicinity
hid the women and children and then proceeded to hide themselves as
the Professor rose to dazzling heights of eloquence after clearly
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As to the KANU hawk Joseph John (whose resemblance to that bird
is quite notable) his exit was anything but dignified. Shouts of
laughter greeted his withdrawal from the race. Yells of merriment
trailed poor JJ to his seat...
Uhuru Kenyatta's world has been spinning for the past few months
and clearly this is a gentleman who does not have the slightest
idea of what is going on. From obscurity he was given on a platter
a ministerial post and now a Vice Chairmanship. I'll bet the young
Greek/Turk/Cypriot is till trying to get to terms with the fact
that he is an MP let alone a minister and Vice Chairman of KANEW!
John Harun Mwau's smile disappeared as shouts of merriment and
resounding boos greeted his welcome into Kasarani. Surreptitious
attempts to investigate if the cold reception could be due to the
remains of a very leafy supper adhering to his teeth yielded nothing
and so the poor fellow found an idle bench and composed himself
for slumber.
Musalia Mudavadi's befuddled smile was much in evidence that day.
He was so moved by the events of the day that he was driven to throw
a party for his friends and supporters and do justice to a good
number of fattened fowls.
If Noah Katana Ngala is anything he is constant. From the same
blank look, to the same monotone, to the same suit, he is about
as excitable and interesting as a slab of concrete.
Stephen Kalonzo Musyoka's cheek muscles must be aching from all
the smiling that he has been doing for the past few says to canvas
support from delegates as well as dumping like hot potatoes individuals
who even remotely looked like they were a threat to him. Joe Nyagah
in particular changed the urbane brown of Musyoka's complexion to
a overdone shade of red after that gentleman attended a lengthy
meeting, signed copious numbers of forms promising to drop from
the race, shook hand, drank coffee and clapped everyone on the back
turned around and precisely put his name down for the fun and games.
His "good friend" Harun Mwau was similarly dropped like
an unexpected catch of predigested beef.
Nicholas Bitwott must be smiling secretly to his short self as
he pulled off another set of coups including drumming the like of
Saitoti into oblivion.
As for young Raila I am just waiting for the inevitable fast one
to be pulled on him and then see where he lands. However so moved
was this gentleman to be elected that he immediately rushed to his
new office, forgetting 3 of his bodyguards and a bag of groundnuts
at Kasarani. He had to be convinced by aides to rise from the seat
as it was generally felt 4 hours sitting there and smiling at the
wall was eerie...
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| ...OTHERTRIKS!! ... |
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Just received some correspondence from a good buddy of mine who
we shall call Jim to protect him from his many enemies. Jim is the
kind of brother who will surreptitiously introduced crushed laxative
tablets into the party punch and sit back gleefully to await the
results. He has been keeping me informed of his escapades and I
feel compelled to share some of them. I do not believe any of them
for one second but they do make for good reading.
Apparently one of Jim's colleagues is a thoroughly irritating rat
faced young man who derives glee from making everyone's life sheer
hell. Things came to a head when the lass Jim was eyeing was informed
that Jim already was already spoken for. Which was true, but Jim
insists that the rat-faced friend went out of his way to impart
this knowledge. Jim therefore got even. This took place in 3 stages:
- Replace rat faced friend's hair gel with hair remover
- Incorporate a handful of iron filings into the rat faced friend's
washing
- Squirt super glue into car doors of rat faced friend's car
I am led to believe that the rat faced friend is now a very bitter
man...
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| ... THOUGHTS ... |
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Then there is another dude from Calcutta who my Aunt tells me
can change his skin colour. His name is nothing other than Badili
Shah!
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| ... FEEDBACK ... |
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I have a constitutional right to give My own shout-outs to whoever
I please!
Doreen: Is intelligence acquired or inherited? And if it
is, does it skip generations?
Beatrice: Very funny, very funny indeed!
Aida: Where on earth have you got to then?
Mumbi: Did as I promised. Hit me up ASAP!
George: Continuing doggedly to be a first class jackass. Dude,
don't you get tired of doing it??
Laura: Now you, I have no words for you. But I can take a
hint!
Anissa: Singing to me is a sure way of getting me to sell
BOTH my kidneys!
Jozie: We have taken the maiden from the village. Can we
take the village out of the maiden?
That jackass trying to sell me mailing lists: I shall
make sure I subscribe you to as many mailing lists that I can find!
Jimmy: You, sir, are the don of dons!
RIP: What's cooking man?!!
Judy: Time's A wasting!
Cherie: Silence is not always golden!
Byran: Am open to suggestions
Geff: How did it go? Did you go all out then??!
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| ... ONE OF A KIND ... |
| Stacy (Ole!), Anissa
(Will anything ever get you down?), Cynthia (Proved that distance
cannot break friendships), Jimo (You're a thoroughly interesting
brother), John, Josephine (African Queen -- how's that??)
Wanja (Thanks for the support), Njeri, Sam,
Allan, Joe na kadhalika (Pals 4 ever)! And you too Gathoni
of the Friesians -- me, Aida (Damn u got style!), Sinei
(Sarcasm personified! He he!) and of course one Rani
who no doubt will not mind a mention! |
| ... ACKNOWLEDGMENTS ... |
I would like to thank Me for all the support I have
given myself. I am one of a kind and I admire the time I have taken
to do this when I could be doing other more interesting things like
shelling peas.
Let us not forget
Myself for the valuable contribution as well , of course,
as I who is indispensable to this project!
There will also be
some people who will want to be thanked effusively despite the fact
that they have contributed nothing whatsoever. My friends,
mtangoja kweli! |
| ... CONTACTS ... |
| Don't call me, I'll call you!
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