About the rich dude..

Stories have been told of the exploits of the 'coloured folk'....I'm not talking about guys who own a Mercedes or a Range Rover. I'm talking about guys who own a FLEET of luxury rides..Guys who have that other kind of money.. Guys who have...'giraffe money'. I mean, how rich can you get? A guy has 3ooo acres of land and 2 giraffes? I can barely keep a dog! It's almost unfair to know that one guy can own one third of Buganda... and leave the no-gooders haggling about the rest of it. These guys think bargaining is only done by hostage negotiators.

That's just the kind of role model I would like to have. Imagine having a gold plated bathroom, and you are labelled 'filthy-rich.' Come to think of it...it actually makes sense!

Some of these guys think the credit crunch is some kind of cereal...

These guys can even afford to wear whatever they like...and have half the world trying to emulate them!

Some people wear gold accessories, but these guys have golden dining tables, golden cutlery, golden phones, golden bank accounts, you name it. Everything they touch turns to gold.
I wonder if all that money can really buy happiness and trust...

AHH...It seems vain, but my time will soon come... As for me, I'll have 'dolphin money.'

Lost in Translation

I've always been wary of people who talk too much.. Frankly, they take too long to put their pooint forward, simple as it may be. To make matters worse, they assume that the first language they used was a bit too hard for you to understand.. so they decide to translate for you. Normally, I would appreciate the effort, only if you are using a language I can't even construct a sentence in.. Kind of like selling you a car, and the tires separately.

Now, this fellow accosts me and tells me, "Kati, now, i need you to tolerate with me peku town, anti this journey is insobokable without your giganormous input." and a couple of other things which evaded my conscience. So, I told him, "You woke up, and somehow miraculously expected to find me and have me accompany you on your errands, and even fund your journey?! You have a lot of nerve!" To which he replied, "Anti the guy I want to spot has my stuff naye he banje's me.."

Freedom of X-presh'n

Usually, there's so many ways to go about it. But for most, when angered by a certain situation, will choose to express it with a word. Actually, this word could mean a verb, noun, place, person, etc. I'm yet to figure out why these words are always restricted to four letters... Is it coz of the fact that when one is infuriated, their overall intelligence drops by that much? I mean, how often do you catch a guy, when mad, saying, "this whole thing has de-stabilized my mental faculties," or, "I'm really furious about what that oaf has just done."
Instead, you hear things like, "She's pissing me off; I'm *@#*ed, or this guy's trying to *&$# with me. (Due to the nature of the writer, the supposed phrases could not be clearly expressed. But if you have even half a brain, you should follow!)
Personally, I'm a lot more sophisticated than that. In the same scenario, I would say, "Someone at work is getting on my nerves. If this persists, I'll be forced into taking serious measures to ......." and I threaten doing what I don't really intend to do..
I like 'Everybody hates Chris' especially Rochelle, who threatens to 'shove her feet so far up one's behind that they'll have toes for teeth!'

Let me go tell off this scoundrel who thinks he can sell me 2k airtime at 2500/=....

Never too late..

Well, I guess my first post should be about my very first experience with real-life bloggers at BHH! How, like superheroes, even bloggers have alter-egos. I just don't quite know who's the real person and who's "just the pretty face." For now, I have only kind words. I was good meeting B2B, Detamble, Jackfruity, Rev, Johnny23, Darlene, and so on. I won't expose my weakness in names yet, but I won't forget those faces.

It's kinda hard to find something to talk about in a meeting of the 'blog-minded'. I must say it wasn't disappointing. Hope to be more regular in times to come... In the meantime, 'Adios, amigos!'