Friday, January 30, 2009


It's that Last day of the month, and a Friday, everyone should be looking forward to some serious fun this weekend.

Unfortunately for some of us, the pay comes in bi-weekly and the next pay check is another week away. There goes my Friday plans where I was hoping to hit the streets of Manhattan for some inspiration and maybe even watch Underworld3 - Rise of the Lycans which is so cool and deserves a re-watch on big screen.

I did not know this before coming to NY but Friday is a much respected day this side, they do not mind if you dress down to work which means you can pull out those jeans, tees and sneakers to go with to work. Even cooler, you only do half day. Now who am I to disobey such?

It has been such a hectic week for me and there is not much for me to do today(read I don't feel like working), and I'd not even planned to write what you've just read. My intended post was imagined on the bus but somehow it vanished just like that.

So I'll spend Friday evening looking for my debit card which is somehow lost in the mess that my room has become and then go swimming in ice water with other crazy guys on Saturday. I do wish some PIG would somehow fit in there but I've not yet seen one of those places with that specialty.

What does one do in NY on a boring Friday?

This weekend is a long one. What will you be doing with that cash?

Laurence J. Peter - "It's better to have loved and lost than to have to do forty pounds of laundry a week."

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Marriage? No ways

This morning, I was chatting with a friend of mine who recently got married and I was complementing him on how lucky he was to be enjoying all the benefits of marriage.

He sent me an email which I just had to share with all the single guys and those who are looking forward to making those vows. Beware......

Marriage is not a word. It's a sentence (a life sentence)

Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his bachelor's Degree and the woman gets her masters.

A married life is full of excitement and frustrations. In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens. In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens. In the third year, they both speak and the NEIGHBOURS listen.

Getting married is very much like going to the restaurant with friends. You order what you want, and when you see what the other fellow wish you had ordered that instead.

There was this man who muttered a few words in the church and found himself married. A year later he muttered something in his sleep and found himself divorced!

Love is one long sweet dream, and marriage is the alarm clock.

When a newly married man looks happy, we know why. But when a 10-year married man looks happy, we wonder, why?

When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.

Marriage is a man and woman become one. The trouble starts when they try to decide which one.

At a cocktail party, one woman said to another...AREN'T YOU WEARING YOUR RING ON THE WRONG FINGER? The other replied, YES, I AM, I MARRIED THE WRONG MAN.

A Man is incomplete until he gets married, then he is finished.

It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.

When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can only be sure of one thing -Either the car is new or the wife is.

Disclaimer. This is just to make you laugh, marriage can be a good thing if u MAKE IT.
STILL UNMARRIED? Do not be that scared. Marriage is better than waking up next to an empty pillow

Monday, January 26, 2009

For Lack of ...

© stolen from -somewhere

We are all glad & happy that we get to chop going to build the nation today.

Any one killing a pig?

What will you'll be doing?

- Resident Evil IV: Degeneration
- The Firm

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Obama Inauguration

Today is a beautiful and historical day not only for me but millions of others who've been dreaming with King.

This is a day that makes America different from any other modern nation. For the 1st time in the American History, and the 43rd time in their history, the power of the Presidency will be passed to a multi-racial black man peacefully, respectfully and full of hope for a better change.

Here is the Man of the day stepping into currently the hardest Job in the world

Certainly, I strongly believe that "our man" President Barack Obama has it within his power and his skills to lead the American Nation to prosperity and growth

Am so inspired and encouraged by the events around me and I make a call, "Let's Make History" together and keep working knowing that, in the end, hard work and dreams always pay off.

Listening to
Tupac - Changes

Nas - Just a Moment
Martin Luther King Jr I have a dream Speech

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Of Bus Rides

I have never had such a super fast week before, only just yesterday it was Sunday and to think it's already Saturday amazes me. This obviously implies that I've been super busy and almost forgot I had my virtual life and blog to catch up with...

Whatever I was doing the rest of those days, I can't write about because it's way too much and would eventually turn out lengthy and boring but to continue with my post,

I take on average 4hrs going to and fro work using the bus. Using the subway would increase the trip by another two hours. Yes It's that far and no matter what magic, I always have to use at least two buses. It's so hectic that I wanted to quit the first week I'd started work but seeing my internship ends in Feb, I decided to persevere with hope of getting used to the distance.

Of late, the trip has become more treacherous. With the temperatures in negatives, It's not funky waiting for the bus. With the current rate I spend a minimum of $20/ week for fare, the recent plans for a price increase have me on my knees for a disaster in these plans. You see, there are no these things of secretly signaling to the conductor in case you are hard up, wait there is even no conductor just some mean metallic thing that chews up your quarters without any remorse. I suddenly miss those taxi touts that would make your day calling you boss and escort you to your ride like some VIP, not forgetting the driver who'll go through hell to beat the Jam and get where you want.

These bus things are just not nice. They are not as plentiful as the kla kamunye's and If you miss one bus, be sure of a long wait for the next one. They are so mean and won't pick or let you off at any point unless it's the designated bus stop. The kamunye driver will pick you at any point of the road and even leave you at the kasasiro as requested all you have to do is say the magic words.

Am still to get used to this commuting system. One culture in particular is the bus-subway reading club which given my bus hours, I've not yet subscribed to..I just don't see myself drawing out a book and then reading away like my life depended on the contents -Tht's what those book worm people do and they are not a lively bunch.

So the bus rides leaves me nothing to do except to sometimes node away to my zicky and eavesdrop on the neighbors. The stories in the bus are too hilarious and some shocking. Some people are just not bothered about washing their dirty stuff in public, but I'll stick to the rule, what happens in the bus stays in the bus otherwise these would have been a renewable source of k.b and gossip to keep bullocks at bay.

A great place to also make plans and think about random stuff is yes the bus. Trust there is no other place I can get chance to reflect and think about how my stuff is flowing, which move I should make or what my next post should be about. I've created thousands of fantasies and posts during the journeys but like they say good things don't last, they all evaporate away when I step out of the bus into the cruel, bitter cold.

Masoawo!! Oh crap! all the stares from other passengers make me feel like some kind of nut job. Thinking about Kamunye's must h've made me forget to instead push the stop request button, but am not the only one at this stop and I quickly jump off to rush home before the stares kill me.

PS: This is not a complaint or an advert

Monday, January 12, 2009

Run Away Words

I have Bullocks.

Most of you might know it as bloggers' block. This I came up with from actress Sandra Bullock who I so much loath but the bloggers' block is stolen from writer's block that effects writers. Since am currently not a writer, I can easily replace that bit was with bloggers'.

After the new year, there has been lots of stuff and some exciting drama in my life and I've seen things that are worth sharing and talking about.
As such, I should have tons to write about and update my readers but whenever I sit down to start writing, nothing comes out and all the words evaporate my mind faster than you could say post.

So just to say until I can catch up with those run away words, I'll be looking around for some drug to help in this area.

Have a Great Week!!