*sigh* By Denise Levertov Did the people of Viet Nam use lanterns of stone? Did they hold ceremonies to reverence the opening of buds? Were they inclined to quiet laughter? Did they use bone and ivory, jade and silver, for ornament? Had they an epic poem? Did they distinguish between speech and singing? Sir, their … More What Were They Like?
Is there a queue anywhere? Like at a soft drinks booth? Good! Join the queue. You don’t really have to buy anything. When you reach the end of the queue, just plonk to it’s tail and help elongate it. Sometimes just watching the world burn is what you need after all. I have a penchant for queuing and apologizing, especially when fueled by coffee from a hawker. I’m sorry. … More Sit in a park
Some times, you forget to turn off the tap. Then you go to bed. One such plumbing mistake in a bedsitter would find you waking up by the seaside. Life can be a total beach in a bedsitter. Black-outs in bedsit land? Misery too. … More Once upon a bedsitter …
If you’ve been longing for something more than plum jam on your breakfast rolls in the mornings; I think traffic jams in a Nairobi nganya would be a bemusing experience. It’s always your attitude, remember? Today, like many other days, I got that real firsthand experience on that macabre Nairobian morning ritual – traffic jam. … More Morning traffic ritual … a relish?
The moon draws me outta this shed I wanna bark at her Everyone thinks i’m ok. But no! i’m crazy! i wanna get into those woods, pee every corner i make, get a furry bunny and chase the moonlight outta her! and hope a bunny i chase gets into some hole, finds a python in … More Animal instinct in me
Yeah, this is the most stupid post inspired by the video on your right. But what happens to us in the shower? Or is it just me? If they tell you I’ve gone berserk, please present these shower-tweets to the doc!
I rarely pass up a chance to drop some wisdom, because if my shrink’s words are anything to go by, “I’m wiser than most people who have the same condition.” Ahem … which condition? My ego has refused to call my opinion on blue black mini-Subarus (Imprezzas) my two-cents worth. No! This is worth the … More Njoki Chege should just leave our Subarus alone!
*It’s morning 23rd May* I’ve just been woken up by funny beastly noises. They sounded like ‘speaking in tanks’ (did that when I was 4), yet something near echoes but falling short of that; maybe mischievous mouse moans. A pair of the tightest yoga pants is at the balcony with a lady poured inside it, … More WildVentures … when moving shelters
But there’s another thing I know. My heart does get the determination from watching white-blood cells zoom past its arteries all the time chasing diseases and isht. Watching someone do something that you would like to do is such a turn on. From guilty body pleasures to sweating in the hot day sun working for butter and bread, the influence of one’s action on another humanoid is intense to justify my claim. So, on a scale of zero to I-wanna-pee-because-I-just-saw-you-dash-into-the-loos, how effectively does my fake yawn coerce you into foolishly opening your dentures, wide for all and sundry to see, as you stupidly depreciate into a supplier of warm unwelcome morning breath? Yes? Do you know that a narrow mind and a wide mouth go together? Yes you do? Don’t ever yawn! 😀 … More Pant on!
The cafeteria was opened right on time, 8 am, and i dashed in for breakfast. That’s been my routine for 4 years. A loyal 4 years i must say. The waitress knows me, in fact, here though it’s self service, it’s different for me. She comes to where i’m seated, ‘Boss, your breakfast bill has … More Voices in my head (2)