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The edit of the title is my (doomed) attempt to harvest more clicks from the wilds of the internet through the art called Search Engine Optimisation. Hope you'll get past that

It is often said that anybody who expresses an interest in running for office should automatically be disqualified from running for office, as the kind of person who wants to be in charge of everything should never, in any circumstances, be given access to the levers of power. The past recent months has witnessed banay-nay campaigns by the two horses top presidential contenders.

Now, I've got to be very careful about what I say here, as a few of the people who will read this in these circumstances could be most charitably described as "fanatics", while others are - at best - stark raving bonkers, and would write twenty page letters to blogspot (subsequently may be published in full) over the choice of what I write here.

We are all politicians (according to Socrates, is it?). We consume it like pizza ( or whatever snack eating proclivity you are in to), we debate, we tweet, we blog and then some. In this coming election, there are those who wanted to be in charge; those who had taken a good look at the people who want to be in charge, and ran very far away- Miguna ? Tony Gachoka ? though Tony just ran to a different camp; and those who watch from the sidelines because they are undecided
Some, like Boniface Mwangi, dunno what skunk that fella smokes on to give him an Italian mobster's cojones, talk of wishing the politicians some sort of terrible physical harm such as a hangnail or a bad haircut.

Same as Rachael Shebesh who said, "My DNA is TNA", my DNA is TNA and I have a (quite possibly framed) certificate to prove it.
 Despite my obvious political "allegiance", the stark truth is I probably never would have had the chance to write this if it weren’t for Raila Odinga and others—the gumption, and guts behind the reform agenda. Heck, the man was jailed for agitating for the aforementioned. In Moi's time I don't think folks like Ole Itumbi (& myself, no?) could write about politics on a blog. Thank you, chief for your contribution. As concerns CORD's manifesto? I can rest easy, he is NOT taking us the communist way.

 "Democracy is the worst form of government but we are yet to find a better one" or " The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter". by Winston Churchill.<<< so what's the solution, Mr Smarty pants, Churchill? ? The only way that this situation can be remedied  then is by appointing our leaders by lottery?? (although this gives us an unacceptable one-in-forty-million chance that I will end up as President), in which anybody who expresses desire for high profile appointments should prove their ambition through grooming my fur

Vote Wisely.

*insert disclaimer here*<< Just in case

A little bit of Inspiration

As I get older, I've learned to really appreciate people who are smart, opinionated, and creative — yet still have the plasticity of mind to synthesize new ideas and be okay with sometimes failing. Sean Carter is one of those folks. First it was Glastonbury and now Barclays Center

Don't Read This or the Kitty Gets it

Poor Fluffy. I asked you not to do this, and you’ve gone and broken the rules.
Things don’t look good for this cute little kitten I’ve taken hostage in case my demands were not met. She is awfully sweet, though.

We’ll just have to wait until later on in the read to decide the fate of Fluffy. But first, since you've already started just continue, the fate of Fluffy is out of your hands anyway.

Having a self-generated anxiety to update a blog actually bottlenecks a lot of ideas. Stare at the cursor thinking what to write. I had not realized this until I stepped away from the computer (and NO, NOT to meditate in order to realize what to write about) to attend my Univ graduation ceremony. No more low energy handcuffs from now on, will start writing more. So if you are a blogger, sitting on your computer all day is a mistake some of us make. It was a good mistake for me though

Mistakes as they say can be a Buddhist gift

I’m a good listener whenever I hear myself whining, whining about how I need to update regularly and needing more alone time. I’m glad I listened. I also realized another reason is because I write when I’m either bored, half-assing or taking new drugs medication. I remember tweeting this guy on my first blog post. He is one of the chaps who made me want to start my blog and I had such brio when I started- always wanted to use that word

Good blogs make you want to start your own. At some point everyone wants to kill the Buddha and make their own obsessions. www.georgiendirangu.com is a good blog, that, and he would sometimes post about Hanako Takishi (that lass is hotter than train smoke!)

Or maybe I just needed a Ritalin and a hug instead of writing this post, no?

Of salespeople and their flying crap

Even if you’ve never studied sales before, most salesmen half truths and slippery lies should not come as any surprise to you.  The distinction i will make is that many times an organization’s success or failure will depend more on this core principle than anything else.

To save you from pitches like this, "Oh Boy, Do I Have A Deal For YOU!"....... read the reveal here
shocking sales tricks

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^^ I'm still trying to get the hang of choosing titles.

Grace Makosewe doesn't read this site - she's more of a twitter person - so I don't risk feeding her whatchamacallit? by saying she is one of the most beautiful women I know

She's *insert all nice adjectives* - meaning everyone will find at least one thing to like about her, which is a big reason I love the lass more than a free rib dinner, OK..and  erm. this;)


                                               

So why the jizzfest about this lass, Makosewe?

Because not only is she beautiful on the outside but also on the inside. Grace is a great champion of charitable causes having hosted events to raise funds to support charitable causes e.g The Fashion High Tea event in Feb 2011 which raised money to pay hospital bills for new mothers at Pumwani Hospital. Grace also supports the Angel Center for Abandoned Children, hone in Limuru, Kenya. Grace along with PZcussons and the Ida Odinga trust delivered 1.2million worth of Sanitary Towels to young girls in poor schools.  Most recently, she initiated a social media cause called #PADBANK which is aimed at raising Sanitary Towels on social media for impoverished children with a concert.

 Everybody is trying to say something important on social media, at work, sijui nini, sijui nini but very few are trying to do something important like Grace does.

As long as I have outed myself as 'having it' for Makosewe, it seems only sensible to send her a link to this

Anybody can have a blog and post how they penda this mamaa and whatnot. I did it just now, and I want to do it again and again. Maybe, at some point, I can even manage to do it without all this self - referential - belly - aching

But I'm also going to take my friend's advice and make a sandwich or mac and cheese... I'm going to post this and rent a soap opera, watch it with Makosewe and pretend to be that shit

Before I got to know her ( Google), I thought she was an astronaut's wife lakini she is a really special person ( Google again )




 




mzuri, eh?



Urm.. don't want to risk a restraining order so.....the END

                                                                                                                                                                                        

Caps

Last night roommate brought back to the apartment fried tubers, what you may call ‘chips funga’ (we should retire this term already!). Honestly, I think this chap gets more butt than ash trays and all the guns in the world combined. Unlike me, a one woman kind of a man, roommate is a skirt chaser. I would say somewhere between Archer meets Hank Moody so skirt chaser is just one of the many hats he wears. He may not have gotten brain from the big guy, but he’s probably gotten some from your sister (not that I’m pole jockeying or nothing)

There is this one lass though, don’t know whether they have worked out some sort of bang buddy deal or just a whore bag. She is hella gorgeous though so whenever roommate brings her to the house it’s not because his home runs have gone to hell and he’s having trouble with the bat. I would totally hit that as well if I wasn’t allergic to antibiotics and penicillin<- see what I just did there? See? Aha ha! For all intents and purposes, let’s call the lady, Caps 

Here’s my problem with Caps, she is all kinds of gold digging *bleep*!!! “Pudding, can you spot me a few hundreds for lunch?” or “I’ve just seen these real cute shoes and I so want” He knows that she doesn’t do shit else kind of money but he still gives her whatever she wants. I have tried tough love (and soft #pause) but Caps always wins not surprisingly so… Man’s desire for pussy can undo entire civilization; look at the Trojan War, when Hector's brother ran away with the king's wife case in point, though I'm not sure how historically accurate the movie was

This will be a very short post for two reasons:

-Coming on the heels of Miguna’s book, this may appear to be a post sponsored by www.miguna.com or friends for Miguna

-I suspect feelings being caught by the bucket load

I’ll keep trying to make the fella see sense but in the meantime, I’ll uncap a tusker lager and post this defaming piece 

Caps could not be reached for comment by the time this went to the blog