Friday, September 29, 2006

The Usual Friday Segment..............

A Friday isn't a Friday without our usual Celeb segment!Enjoy and add more captions where applicable!

I do think she was one of the most hated celebs at one point in time! She calls herself a diva but for some reason I have never heard any of her songs. Have you?

Why lie, this mami is fly!!!!I don't know what Mwisho was thinking when he was playing her....

Yet another cheap couch met it's demise for the sake of clothing!

Sijui niseme...

118 Wangige na Kinoo!Watu watatu tuendee!!!!!!

No please no!!!The horror!!!!!!!!

Gift wrapped boobies?? No thank you....

Archer in full undercover mhanyaji mode!

No-one here has cleavage as great as mine!

Laura, who says Crayola can't be used to dye hair?I look great!!!! - Ya'll knew I had to do this!

The pic you have all been waiting for! The Smitta drool shot!

Nice abs, shame about the rest...

Our favourite lecherous moghul in action!

And your mum let you walk out of the house wearing that tee?

The CK tales will be published next week, I am a bit swamped at the moment!Nice weekend all!

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Donor Fatigue and related incidents

No this isn't a story about International giving, it is a story about people getting tired. Have you ever been in a situation where you help someone but a level reaches where you have nothing to give and you think that they can get help elsewhere? This is such a story.
My mum met this lady who was down in the dumps ie no job, unwell and had a young kid. My mum used to help this lady out by giving her advice, friendship and money. This lady also had grown kids and my mum tried to get her to reach out to them but she seemed not to want to. Anyway it got to the stage where this lady would drop in without calling, talk to my mum for hours and even ask her for fare to go back home.
This went on for quite some time. I remember one Saturday afternoon, I decided to hang out in the house and watch whatever mindless programming was on because I didn't feel like being out in the sun. The phone rang and to pick it, a young girl's voice was on the line and asked me if my mum was home; I said no and told them that she was at a meeting and the best thing would be to call her in the evening. That was that so I thought. I started dozing due to the muggy weather when I heard knocking at the gate. So I got up drunk on sleep and stumbled outside and who was at the gate? Yes, it was my mum's "friend" and her daughter. They asked if my mum was in and in my drowsy state I told her that they had called and I had expressly told them that my mum would not be around till evening and it would be best if they came back then.
At that point the lady asked me if she could come in and wait. Picture this, it was 1 pm and my mum would often come back around 9 pm after her meetings and seeing friends on Saturdays. I didn't picture myself seated with them for all those hours just looking at each other, so I thought fast.
There was a friend who lived a few houses away whom I would go see over the weekend so we could talk computers, soccer and other guy things. So I told them that unfortunately that couldn't happen because I was leaving the house and they told me that they would go see someone in the neighbourhood and pass by later. So even though it wasn't in my schedule I had to go see my pal and hang out. We had such a great time that I ended up going back home around 9.30 pm.
To get home I found my mum and she seemed to be pissed off. When she came home she found that lady waiting for her on the outer lawn, in my mum's words,
"she was wating for me like I owed her a debt!"
My mum went on to re-iterate how tired she was of that lady, how she never follows my mum's advice and how she is tired of being relied upon instead of her reaching out to her family. I think that evening my mum must have sent the subtle message that she was tiring of her because I didn't see the lady for quite some time.
Anyway what I wanted to ask is that even though that story must make my family look mean, aren't there situations you have been in when you have helped someone out but they keep on coming back for more until your good will is drained and you become like everyone else and turn them away.

That reminds me of another story. I was once using one of the many phone booths at City Hall with a friend when this half blind dude came and asked me if he could make a phone call. You see I was at one of the phone card booths which I preffered due to the fact they were more reliable than the coin operated ones. Anyway I had just finished the minutes on the card (yes, I'm not lying!) and was about to leave when he approached him, so I ushered him to an Indian dude in the next booth. He tapped the Indian dude's shoulder and asked him if he could make a phone call.
The Indian dude nodded his shoulder and proceeded to usher the man to the coin operated booths and gestured those are the ones he should be using and walked away. Talk about being harsh!

Reminds me another story of some time when I was in Sarit Centre (one of my fave hangouts esp after they did the extensions) and this dude in a thread bare suit comes and asks me for money, saying he needs to buy a stamp.
Anyone who has ever lived in Nai knows that you will hear 1001 sob stories per day and it is hard to know which one is true or false. What I decided to do was to tell him to follow me down to the Post Office downstairs where I bought him a stamp so he could post his letter. I would rather I was conned out of a stamp which he would have to use to post a letter rather then money which could be used for something else.

I think it is rather hard for someone to remain charitable when it comes to people you meet in your day to day lives because unfortunately too many people in nai have taken advantage of people's kinds hearts and come up with sob stories to make a living. Time and again such people are exposed on the streets but what it does is harden people's hearts to those who are genuinely in need. It also doesn't help that with all the briefcase ngo's around, when you give to one of them you don't know if the money is going to get there or not. It's like playing roulette at a casino.
But what to do? We must keep on helping when and where we can.................
Ps: Please share the good sob stories you've heard ie those dudes whose busfare is stolen on a daily basis!
pps: In case I forgot, Thank you for resuming services real fast KBW technicians!I am back on the aggregator after a short absence!

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

He Must Be Kidding, New Age Minstrels and "dead" Celebs

Like I have said before, I am among the last people you will see in a Gay Pride rally but on the other hand that doesnt mean that I am part and parcel of the fire and brimestone crowd; but I read this and didn't know what to say. I don't know if it was tongue in cheek or the writer was taking himself seriously. It seems that d.l hysteria is still at a high in the black American community.
But it gives me something to ponder on, if people in a liberal country like America feel like they have to be on the d.l in America it must be on a far larger scale in Kenya where the government has anti-gay laws in effect. I was once told about how some well known Kenyan socialite walked into her house unexpectedly as she was supposed to be at work and found her husband going at it with a young male family friend. But you never know how much stock to put in those stories so I don't take them seriously.
That reminds me, I would like to share DJ CK tales one of these fine days, I am sure anyone who has lived in Nai knows a few; remind me on Friday to make them part of my Pulse segment.

I have tolerated the I am African campaign thus far with minimal complaints, but I think it has been taken one degree too far for me to keep silent.

This is the latest image in their collection and it bears a disturbing resemblance to this kind of imagery. (Pic borrowed from Black Looks)

Call me alarmist if you will but blackface in that time was used to perpetuate and make fun of racist stereotypes. In this case I do think that the stereotype here is that Subsharan Africans have AIDS, this is how we look and we must help them. First of all we all know that not all people in Sub Saharan Africa are black or at least that black and all of them do not have AIDS.
They started out with a noble intent but I think this is a good thing taken a tad bit too far. Time for those ad execs to leave black face where it belongs...the past!

It seems the rumour mill "killed" someone. In this case it was Jaleel White better known as Steve Urkel. I find it amazing how many stars "die" each year. Hmmmmmm since we are not "killing" our Kenyan "celebs" does that show how lowly we think of them? Build Kenya, "kill" a local celeb today!

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Drama brewed in Meru, some asian paras and other things

I was missing for some of last weekend but I talked to my room mate and it seems he had a run in with his kinswoman (that's pc for you!).
He seemed really hot and bothered and from his blustering this is what I gathered. It seems that on Saturday evening the chic whom is a grad student asked no told him to take her out. We have a few restaurants and bars like a 15 min walk from where live in the downtown area and students enjoy going to have a drink their on Thu or Sat night; unless they decide to drive out of town.
Anyway this chic ask tells my room mate to take her out, seems she wanted to see the town or something. He didn't take kindly to this request and told her to take her cover charge money, walk out and find someone to take her.
She in turn wasn't amused and amidst an exchange told my room mate that she thought he was a man and not a kihii (uncircumcised boy). To any Kenyan dude, unless he comes from a tribe that doesn't circumcise; this is a major insult that can lead to blood shed.
At this point my room mate (in his own words) screamed and told her that if they were not in the States "ningekutomba" I don't know if he meant that he would have sex with her or would f*ck her up. That is open to your own translation. He also told her that he can throw her out anytime since she doesn't pay rent, and in typical Meru fashion she dared him to do so. He then called the other chic and told her too that he expects maximum respect in his house. Talk about laying down the law huh?
He told me that for the duration of the time they have been staying that even though they have gotten jobs he has been buying the food they eat, which most of the time he doesn't eat. He then went on to say that come end month they are buying their own food and he isn't going to put her porn movie down with her share of utilities (If you don't know what I am saying please refer to past posts) .
Seems to me that someone may have out stayed their welcome.....

Oh the horror! One of my all time Hong Kong movie stars Jackie Chan confessed that he was in a porn movie 31 years ago. I'd love to see the blooper reel for that!

I think you have too see something like this to know that Japanese people have issues. Just picture a character is tight black pleather shorts thrusting his crotch at children and you have a basic idea of some of the scenes in the show.

Since this is turning out to be the Sino post I might as well throw in a joke.

Speaking the lingo

A plane leaves Los Angeles airport under the control of a Jewish captain.

His copilot is Chinese. It's the first time they've flown together and an awkward silence between the two seems to indicate a mutual dislike.

Once they reach cruising altitude, the Jewish captain activates the autopilot, leans back in his seat, and mutters, "I don't like Chinese."

"No like Chinese?" asks the copilot, "why not?"

"You people bombed Pearl Harbor, that's why!"

"No, no," the copilot protests, "Chinese not bomb Peahl Hahbah! That Japanese, not Chinese."

"Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese ... doesn't matter, you're all alike!"

There's a few minutes of silence. "No like Jews!" the copilot suddenly announces.

"Why not?" asks the captain.

"Jews sink Titanic," the copilot responds.

"Jews didn't sink the Titanic!" exclaims the captain, "It was an iceberg!"

"Iceberg, Goldberg, Greenberg, Rosenberg, no mattah... all same!"

That's enough about oriental peeps, don't want to be seen as insensitive. I really don't have a high opinion of Ashton Kutcher's T.V show Punk'd so it was with great joy that I read this post.

Monday, September 25, 2006

What do you think?

I found this gathering e-dust in my drafts folder, so I had to share it before I forgot about it!

Monday sucks as usual......

As usual boring Monday is here with us. I went to see The Covenant this weekend. I won't say it is a bad movie but on the other hand it isnt a movie that I will remember 2 weeks from now. In some ways it is like The Craft but with men instead, a better story and far far better special effects.My best reccomendation is that unless you are are a major fan of fantasy movies, wait for it to come out on DVD.

What's worse than getting up in the middle of the sleep to go to the bathroom? Not being able to go back to sleep when you get back.I had a moment like this on Thursday night, ended up being up for 2 hours till 4 a.m. And predictably I was kind of worn out and grouchy half of Friday morning because 2 hours less sleep is alot of time for me.

It's only a couple of days till the Smallville season premier, good thing I had the 4400 to keep me busy till then.

I am feeling like a complete and utter idiot!There is a class I have on Public Finance and Budgeting. This class deals with how the budgetary process in the U.S on all levels. The class is as boring as heck and there textbook we have to review is long and boring. We had a test the other day and I went out of my way to read what I could of my notes and the textbook for several days before the paper. I did the exam and even though I dont think I'll fail, I dont see myself getting an A. But it turns out that the Prof had class notes posted on his website and if I had bothered to take a more thorough look at his site like I did this weekend I would have found them and gotten a far better grade. Seems I'll have to pull up my socks with the class project, participation and final exam. As Homer Simpson would say.....Doh!!!!

I was discussing with my sister the other day how hard it is to make good Kenyan friends here in the States as compared to back home. Not that I am saying that Kenyans here aren' t any good but that when you were back home you knew the places to go to find people like you.
What do I mean? What I mean is that if you go to certain joints, churches or places you are know where to find people who are from similar background as you, share the same interests, work similar jobs, went to the same schools and such.
But when you get here there is no such luck, the Kenyans you meet are from all over the country, all walks of life, different schools and different backgrounds. Given the fact that Kenyans are spread all over the States this makes it a tad bit harder to meet Kenyans whom you click with, or at least that's the case for me since I'm just not one of those 'man of the people' characters. Those are the people I give mad props, you know those people who seem to get along with everyone they meet. Oh well, life goes on....

Last but not least a new theory for you to disuss with friends!

Kmusings has been roused from hiatus for a minute.Philanderers, always keep your condoms in the car as the joke goes!
pps: There was some very interesting Drama brewed in Meru in the house this weekend!Remind me to blog about it kesho!