Archive | May, 2010

Neurological activity… or lack thereof

25 May

I had a great post lined up. Contemporary cultural faddism of social media and innovative information technology. Unfortunately I shorted my already compromised brain circuitry coming up with that topic. It required way more thinking than I am programmed to handled.

So when what was left of aforementioned circuitry recovered, I started thinking of random inane things that it occurred to me to put up here.

1. I was well miffed when I discovered that Kings was going to be chopped after only one season. In fact I was bloody well of a mind to fly over to LA and moon all station execs for letting go of a good thing while continuing to bankroll other series that have lent credence to the term “idiot box”. But then I watched an episode of 24 where in one hour Jack Bauer had saved US from Russia, renamed hubba bubba bubble gum, peed on all bad guys, discovered a cure for cancer and brewed an excellent cup of coffee with a nice earthy aroma and a vague woody flavour. After that I was relieved that Kings was being axed. Too much of a good thing is definitely not good. So I shall miss Kings dearly, but I am grateful it went out gracefully at the peak of its awesomeness.

2. Wouldn’t it be great if we could fast foward to the referendum and skip over all this traffic light campaign nonsense? I of all people love some good bullshit every now and then but the amount being generated in this yes/no campaign has reached levels to effectively produce enough biogas to power the planet and put an end to the whole global warming fiasco.

All pictures courtesy of deviant art, the place where images go to die a plagiaristic death.


Getting it up and Keeping it up!! (in the rain)

14 May

Twice in a day!! Yikes, so this is how viagra feels. Only that it’s not a little blue, white, whatever pill. And that it doesn’t work on THOSE parts. Not like I have THOSE parts in any case. Well I have been known to grow a brass pair occasionally when circumstances called for it. Metaphorically not anatomically because that would just be weird and I’d have to go see a gyno and suffer through painfully embarrassing explanations of “Now you see them, now you don’t.” Point is that it feels good to get it up and keep it up, the blog post, not THAT (though I’m sure it would feel equally good to get THAT up and keep IT up! Unless IT couldn’t get back down, I’ve heard that could be painful)

Off the digreshuns and back to the nitty gritty. It has been pouring in Nairobi and the mast of Kenya this past week (take that all you “el-nino haikuji” naysayers). It’s weeks like these when I miss Nguatah Francis and his stand-up comedy gig very informative weather forecasts. I have a very complicated theory concerning the rain, the gravitational pull of the moon and nairobi people (More on that after it’s copyrighted (copywritten?!) and I have won a nobel prize for it) Sneak peak summary, “The rain makes nairobians crazy.”

Yesterday people were seated in their offices pretending to be stellar employees all the while keeping an eye outside office windows on the black rain clouds (Nimbus? Cumulus?! The lesson I missed in geography probably!) Even those people in cubicles, with no windows, they did it Wanted style, a feat that I’m convince has its historical roots in some form of black magic, juju oh! The instant the first fat drop (Note the alliteration) made its way from the aforementioned clouds, the mad dash home begun. Nevermind that the work day was far from over! The ensuing madness provided comic relief for the gods on Mt Olympus and anyone else with a good view of the city roads.

Ha!!! <— Take that anyone who had left their houses claiming “SIOGI NA SIOGI!!!” Cleanliness is next to Godliness, that was The Big Man’s way of roundhouse kicking your asses into submission. KAPLOW!!! hehe. *Flash of lightning… Loco ducks under bed* (Yikes! This name in vain thing is a dangerous affair, especially during the rainy season!!)

So the point of this entire post was to let anyone one out there who might be ploughing through this rain chaos that Loco is tucked under a duvet all snuggly and warm, quite enjoying this baby making weather and sticking my tongue out at you, tongue ring and all.

Maaad plaigiarism from deviant art. All of us lazy people do this.

The beginning. Word!!

14 May

I really should introduce myself. The name’s Loco. Locococomoco. Well, it isn’t really but if I use my real name here I might get stalkers who’ll put up shrines of me and worship my awesomeness and put up shrines of me and find out where I live and come and whisk me away to Mt Olympus to worship my awesomeness better and then Zeus might smite me with a lightning bolt because he’s totally badass and he doesn’t like being usurped even by people as awesome as me. So because I don’t want to fuck with Zeus, you may call me Loco. Yeah, pleasure to meet me too 🙂

I used to have another digz, but that was totally and thoroughly spammed. Fuck blog spot and their lack of spam control! Also I just recently moved back to the small big city (Nairobbery) and seeing as how my life now has taken a totally different turn it only makes sense to start a fresh space. Herein shall be documented the philosophical and life changing journey I have only just begun in this beautiful city. Or maybe just random nonsense.

I shall leave you with this gem. The miseducation of Loco.

PS: WordPress totally rocks. Feel free to drop a comment. If you spam me though I swurrs I shall find you and ask R Kelly to pee on you, eye for an eye and whatnot.

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9 May

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