Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Trip... to where asked the little mocking bird?

By the time you guys read this entry, I would be out of the abuja and down in the east (sounded like I was leaving for japan, didn't it?)

Anyway, I am going there to help out my friend: Daniel - remember him? the guy who isn't afraid to tie the knot of matrimony - more like a rope of imprisonment...
Anyway, the lad needs help with the planning so I am off to help him and take in the calming sounds of the east, where I can rest, eat and sleep (hopefully not in that order but then again...)

If you happen to be avid viewers of the political reform conference (do you know how many times that word: reform has cropped up in the vocabulary of our ruling class? if you have any idea please tell me!) - That collection of retired, semi-retired or tired men who have been given a chance to sound bothered about "Nigeria's" many problems...

You know, if the count was gathered for how many times we use the phrase:
"The problem with nigeria is..."
We would realise a number that is close to our inflated national budget... still on the our budget, I know not if it has finally been approved and released...

Anyway... I just wanted to note down the reason behind my absence should you care to ask or inquire if not then...

Regards - as always the mist
chinedu - as if it could be anyone else...

Enternal sunshine of the spotless ass - Got you there didn't I?

I came across a very nice article in the Sun newspaper - our one and only tabloid... there was a very intersting article by a nigerian residing in the US (yeah, yeah... God's own country - where he can go on vacation at any time...) titled: The guru of guguruland...

Any way, the article made for a very funny and insightive read - I was rolling with laughter...
The guy make a comment about negotiations with a fly that lands on your scrotum just in case you, in your haste make your self sound like an altar boy - while trying to kill or chase away the fly... Moral: be careful!

Anyway, I decided to represent some of my laws...

1. Nigeria no be power... if say na so we for done all arrive tey far...
2. A rolling stone... (Bros, na person push am o!)
3. Make hay under shade (the sun wey dey shine now fit kill person for here)
4. A bird in the hand... ( e never do o, go find im brother inside bush before hunger wound you)

I must leave you with these in mind... Stir up some of those thought juices, get your neurons all fired up...

Will holler at the lot of you soon - remain focused or cry trying...

Mist... moi {chinedu - who else you'd ask}

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Things on the roll -Now, that's what I'm talkin' about!!!!

Yes...

Since this week began, i have had good cause to smile - there has been no major event such as having gotten married (although a good friend of mine mr. daniel eze - dan for short, will tie the knot by april....), discovering that i am the father of a baby girl or boy, sudden becoming a billioniare (i am currently walking towards that goal and should meet it before I get to thirty-five) or any other such event...

I have been fortunate in recent events concerning the small things of life... My blog site has generated some additional comments - i am all too happy about that, I would wish the lot of you good readers to continue - keep commenting that's how we get our kicks...

I was discussing in my last post, the recent story about a strange occurence in Lagos (apparently it seems, it is the only place where the word "STRANGE" is considered very ordinary) of the prophetess who runs or formerly ran(obvious because the lagos state government has swung into action and closed down the orphanage.) an orphanage: ironically it was called the Good Sheepard Orphanage - it was discovered after investigations that she had sold a good number of babies to often dubious clients who inturn used them for neferious purposes... (rituals,...)

Anyway to cut a long story short it was also discovered that she keep a room full young girls in different stages of pregnancy confined to the house, they where not allowed to step out of the house not to talk of the compound.... Their babies where sold or used for what purposes?
We will not fail to mention that the prophetess resorted to diabolical ways (aka juju) to avoid discovery... Meanwhile, last week she had gone on the pages of a daily tabliod to denounce her enemies and to recant all allegations that had been raised concerning her person and her orphanage...

Anyway that is simply a story that confirms the state of this greatly ironic nation called Nigeria - paradox co-existing with realities...

Anyway, i am having a suprise filled week - nothing over the top but enough to keep me hustling and on my toes... i trust that you are all well - will fill you in as time goes by...

regards my faithfuls...
Chinedu as always...