Friday, December 30, 2005

More musing

Apparently my last post gave some guys the impression that I was 1 step away from jumping off a very high roof. Reading through it again I realise it was a bit bleak but the truth is I always have such thoughts around christmas and then move on to make merry for the next few days.

That said, I usually love the end of the year and the general excitement about. Everybody is partying away, people are in a rush to sort out there nuptials, kids' baptism s etc and it is somehow always sunny and bright.

This year has been great in many ways. I have met many new friends, been to places far and wide and moved on in my life in many ways. I am hoping the trend continues next year in a even better way. I just need to quit some costly habits and I should be ok.

Wishing y'all a very Happy and Prosperous 2006.

Friday, December 23, 2005

Musing over Noel

The festive season is upon us again. Why then don’t I feel festive?

I remember back in the day Christmas was something you would look forward to for months. It was always the one time of the year when you were assured of new stuff and as much soda as you could have, and the food of course.

However, somewhere along the way Christmas lost its lustre and became just another day when I do not have to work. It follows the same routine, have lunch with the family sleep a bit because I am to full, then call up my friends (those that are in Kampala anyway) and congregate with them somewhere over a few beers. The whole town is usually empty and so are most of the hangouts. The upside is that there is peace and quite.

I feel envious when I see families loading up the 4x4s all set for the journey to the villages. Even those happy faces at the bus parks looking forward to meeting their people after a year of back breaking labour in the capital. I wish I had some of that.

There is not much for me in the village because due to deaths and relocations over the years the reasons most people go to the village do not exist for me, i.e checking out grannies and village relatives etc. My family consists of a little more than me, my mum and my two siblings who all live in Kampala.

This Christmas will be the first one I celebrate while leaving in my own place (I recently realised I was the oldest guy I knew still living with his mum and this scared me into declaring that 2006 would find me living independently even if it meant entering a flat with nothing more than the clothes on my back).

Anyway I wish you all a Merry Christmas, especially those blog friends I have made over the past few months and hope we are all fine and dandy come 2K6.

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Inzi wake up and smell the BS

Poor Dorcus Inzikuru. She has gone and fainted again. This happened while she was at the New Vision to present a letter detailing her frustrations with the government. It seems a combination heavy morning training and mountains of frustration over broken promises did not agree with her and she succumbed.

Inzikuru was the first woman to win a gold medal in the 3000 metres steeplechase. And this of course raised her profile a lot internationally and at home. Before long every politician wanted to be associated with her. She was received with pomp at parliament and everyone wanted to put in a word.

Thus far, all good. However, since politicians are wont to run their mouths endlessly, soon each of these dishonourable fellows was promising poor Dorcus heaven and earth. After a while the jubilation was over and the MPs were back to trashtalking each other, sucking up to Kagu and making complete jackasses of themselves, basically back to parliamentary business as usual. And the rest of us went back to worrying about the usual, making money, doing the happyhour circuit and avoiding teargas.

Nobody put much stock in what the MPs and government people said, these are guys who promise bridges and rivers (to justify the bridges), except poor Inzikuru, who has been running up and down demanding her house, car etc. State Minister for Sports, Bakabulindi, got pissed off because he couldn’t comprehend why this young lady just couldn’t understand that the promises made were for the gallery and the cameras and were never intended to be taken seriously.
Poor girl is properly going to stress herself so much she might not compete soon. I Hope she learns soon enough how her leaders treat sports people. She should start following the media closely. This way she will soon know how her case is hardly unique. She will also learn to thank her stars because she at least bagged $100,000 after winning her gold medal (a member of the Cranes wouldn’t earn that in an entire career).

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Work Blues

Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?
Edgar Bergen (1903 - 1978)

Right now I am in full agreement with Mr. Bergen above. I have never really been one to exert my self at work, but today I really really don’t feel like doing anything. As far as the mind is concerned we are closed for the holidays when it comes to office related stuff. Since I put the one assignment that had been giving me grief behind me, I think I can chill a bit.

Its kind of fun pretending to work when you are not. Right now I am posting this at work but because I am typing away furiously in Word, the bossman doesn’t have any suspicions when he pops his head in. There are no colourful graphics or funny PowerPoint forwards open on the screen. And being the perennial skiver I positioned the PC monitor in a way that it alerts me of whoever is approaching from behind. That way I can always click to that open spreadsheet that is always there for such emergencies.

I can’t wait for the 10 days of full lounging coming my way soon. The joy of waking up on a Monday without having work on one’s mind.

Its time to prowl around for some wicked forwards to send to my friends who are more serious with their work. I have to help them ease up a bit. I wouldn’t want them to die of hardwork.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

Dark Wednesday in Portugal

I am not in a very social mood right now and I think I will be keeping a low profile for a while, until all this blows over. No I am not suffering from a bout of depression, its just that something inconceivable happened last night..Man U is out of Champions League.. at the group stage. Unbelievable.

Its bad enough that my team is out, but its made a whole lot worse by the fact that almost everyone I know, from the boda boda guy at the stage to even the buchicks who have no clue what they are talking about (they have heard that Man U lost and Jay supports the team and they just have to be part of the kaboozi somehow), has it as their mission to rub it in, lest I forget. I have been receiving messages and calls from gleeful bastards telling me how this is the beginning of the end for Man U. May the fleas of 1,000 camels infest their armpits.

Chins up all ye Man U faithfull (especially these chaps to the right), to paraphrase one talentless actor "we'll be back" .

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

God has sent me, my......rear end

I have just read the interview in which Janet Museveni claims that she was instructed by God to stand for parliament. What a load of bollocks. What the heck do the first couple think Ugandans are?

Usually I try to stay away from discussing politics but every now and then I get itched to rant and rave and I can’t help scratching the itch. Janet Museveni coming up with a statement like that not long after her husband “reluctantly” and “under duress” decided to offer himself as the movement’s candidate for the 2006 elections, leaves me thinking that the these guys think the rest of us are brainless idiots.

If Janet wants to stand, fine. But for crying out loud let her save us the bloody “God’s chosen one” routine. I am tired enough already of her hubby’s endless complaints about how he would love nothing more than to give everything up to go and tend his cows if only it were not for the fact that he can’t see anybody with a vision to rule Uganda after him and also if the people did not keep forcing him to rule them just a little longer.

Let me end this here I feel my blood pressure rising a few notches. I hope she gets her ..ahemm... kicked in the elections.

Jay's Eye View

I have had a lot going through my head in the last few days and I have had no idea what to write about (I still don’t). But while looking out my window, I catch a glimpse of this sunny city I love so much and all of a sudden, nothing else really matters. So I stroll on down to my laptop and make up this post.

Some pics of the view I have of kampala right now.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

World Aids Day

In remeberance of those whose lives have been affected by this scourge.