Vicissitudes

In view of the happenings of the past weekend, talking of sports of course. I have felt rather downcast . first it was the narrow loss to Uganda in the Elgon cup, and at home to boot. At the Mecca of Kenyan rugby, nothing can be more distressing than that. Then came the series whitewash of the cricketing lads at the hands of plucky Bangladesh. A team we used to dismiss offhandedly just like that, still at home. At the Nairobi Gymkhana, the Mecca of Kenyan cricket….blaaaah! This dude has a bad taste in the mouth. Am eating humble pie! Kwani why else would I have a bad taste in the mouth.

So much for the rant. If you are a chic pliz stop reading as u can see this is a very manly post.

I got this quote from the movie “V for Vendetta” and we thought the fresh Freddy one liners were hilarious (if not dumb). Boys out there I think this would knock out any sane “Out of my face…..i heard this before” chic, unless of course she has watched the movie or read this post.

"Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -- V's introduction to Evey

Hmm if u r a chic and are still reading this just goes ahead to prove the facts that chics don’t listen

Well have yourselves a very vivacious day.

Am back again

Its been a while , a long while since I posted anything on this blog. And it feels real good to be up and writing again. This has been the most acute bout of any block (bloggers, writers….whatever) I have ever had. It took a lot of cajoling from one of my buddies and a lot of will power to be able to even come up with this post. So here is to keeping promises and to fulfilling pledges. I don’t know the difference between them.

Coming of age

I just commemorated my birthday last Sunday. No bash, no speeches and infact just a few friends knew about it. All I got was a cute watch and a lot of wishes and hugs. Thanks all of you for all the love I received. You all made my day.

L’amite

This is a tribute to friendship. One gift that has kept me going for the past I don’t know how long. I owe it to my friends for who I am right now. Its because of their love to me, their censures and support that I am. I thank you all for putting up with all my innuendos, my silly stunts and plain stupidity at times. It is said that good friends are like stars: you don’t always see them but you know that they are there. Thank you all my dear buddies, my boys and gals. Nyinyi wote nasema ahsante. This is one quote I got that sums up all that you have been to me:

A friend is one
To whom one may pour out all
The contents of one's heart
Chaff and grain, together,
Knowing that the gentlest of hands
Will take and sift it,
Keep what's worth keeping
And blow the rest away.

Dinah Mulock

Wish you a weekend full of friendship