MY BEER no longer intanden with my social factors

I have a crisis of beer brand loyalty (and yet there are so many real problems in Kenya *shaking my head). By loyalty I mean years of irrigating my throat with the jewel of Ruaraka waters, tusker lager (it’s more like my jewel though) and a few days of trying out other ales, stouts and lagers and by crisis I mean I want to quit ‘swallowing’ tusker. Uh-huh, you’ve read that right no moss , I’m quitting tusker! *sound of EABL stock price going down the shitter affected shitter. Here’s my problem with this crisp and refreshing beer and the only problem, BREATH!  What my brother from another not mother or fathee calls ‘breathing mafire’ .

 

 

 

 

You see back in the day when we were still ‘seeing’ books (two years ago*cough *cough) undergoing that torture that passes itself off as University education or higher learning, myself, supergitts, Toxikmusesi, kemboi, DannKariuki et al used to imbibe 'mishufa' (that name betrays it all *Kalonzo Musyoka voice*) like we had cancer and the cure was at the bottom of the bottle. Here's the thing though, our university had banned 'kanywis/tulevis' on school grounds

Sisi tulijua Mututho laws long before Mututho laws if I can put it that way. Yeah, I can almost read your mind. How did five sons of Ruaraka survive to graduate from that convalescent home, I mean University with legitimate first class honors from their respective programs and not get expelled, you ask? Here is how, Gitts never made it to the gate. Somewhere between 'Kampi Ya Moto' our local pub and the school gate, he'd always pass out in a trench or ditch and crash. I'm surprised that he was never mauled by a stray animal all those nights.
 
Kemboi would start talking to furniture and then get his phone to call 'Destinies' (inside joke) after some three pints so we'd prevent him from more drinking and get him onions and P.K. so he could stop 'breathing mafire'. Dann, as Kemboi swears is always lucky because he is a lefty so there was no way he was ever going to get caught. Moses was often the last man standing. He'd handle his froth , no staggering and walk straight through the gate. The watchmen never bothered to inspect him. You wouldn't either if you'd see the chap's physique. Sisemi yangu. Blogger reserves the right not to put himself on blast. This happened most Wednesdays and every weekend for 4 years. I miss you fellas. Remember guys how no one wanted to fika KYM late because you'd have to catch up? good times. It was a slice!

Four years later I am still battling with 'breathing mafire'. Kwanza vile tusker can fumigate a room that even has air conditioning. This really limits my 'quick ones' especially during the day around people and at night around my landlady (Yes, I live with my mom, don't judge). So, goodbye my beloved foamy froth!



What's on my playlist:
Les Nubians

What's on my menu:
Summit Lager- Tabitha Karanja calls it liquid bread. Any excuse to 'swallow' even at breakfast I guess
White Cap at -459.67 Fahrenheit
Soup ya mbuzi

'Food for thought'

ADAM:	What’s wrong with macaroons?
KAREN:	I can answer that so easily. Generally, macaroons have coconut in them, and are repulsive. So they are NOT to be trusted.
ADAM:	It’s not their fault, they’re made that way.
KAREN:	You could say that about anybody.
ADAM:	You can’t distrust—
KAREN:	You can say about anybody that who they become, that they’re a product of their experiences and environment, but that’s still who they are.
ADAM:	That’s not a product of their experiences and environment, that’s their ingredients. That’s their DNA.
KAREN:	Exactly, the same as people!
ADAM:	No, it’s not the same as people at all. It’s not fair to say you can’t trust them ‘cause of who they are, or what they are.
KAREN:	I’m just saying, that doesn’t change that you can’t trust them. Perhaps you can say, it’s not their fault that they were made that way, they didn’t choose to be made that way, but that’s still how they are.
ADAM:	Well, you know, I tend to agree that I find macaroons disgusting. But I wouldn’t say they’re distrustful. I just don’t want to hang out with them.
KAREN:	Do you know what? They are, because they look like they’ll be nice, but then you eat them and they’re disgusting. They’re dishonest.
ADAM:	It’s not their fault. They don’t realize they are being dishonest. They just see themselves as quite an attractive, cakey biscuit. You need to give ‘em a break. You need to give macaroons a break. I’m not saying you should try them and like them. I’m just saying, you know what, leave them alone. They’ve got their own little corner of the bakery, no one’s bothering them, there are people who love them AND trust them. I think you just need to give ‘em a break.
KAREN:	Sleep Talkin’ Man obviously understands what I’m talking about.
ADAM:	Well, it may be because of the Republic of Bagel, that they’re, you know, the macaroons are starting to get a bit uppity and want their own independence. And that’s just gonna cause complete chaos.
KAREN:	Oh, they can HAVE their independence.

Election 2013, Kim Kardashian Swimsuit, buy potent cheap Viagra, easy weightloss ways

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

Nairobi VIP

^^ 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