DEAR AMERICANS: GET WHAT’S WRONG WITH MY COUNTRY RIGHT

WARNING: THIS IS A RANT. STRONG LANGUAGE. Picture this. You have a child. He is young, impressionable and stupid. Let’s call him Ozymandias. If he were in a medieval movie, he would be assigned the moniker “Prince of Idiots”. Because he really is a bloody idiot. The kind of moron who would have light pass... Continue Reading →

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COME DINE WITH ME, NAIROBI

Hmmm, it’s been a while. So, what’s happened? My country is up for a presidential re-election. DJ Mo almost broke the internet after revealing that he had subjected his wife to 5 tests before deciding to marry her. Lewis Hamilton won the Singapore Grand Prix after we, his ride or die fans, prayed and performed... Continue Reading →

A TRIP TO ARCHIVES

Due to no demand whatsoever and fleeting curiosity, I have decided to share the entire adventure of my trip to Archives. The day started the way most days begin for any Nairobian who is running on fumes but is about to see the bailing and emergency loan service that is also known as Mummy. Slowly.... Continue Reading →

THE IMPORTANCE OF KNOWING STUFF

I am an odd woman. I am not saying that as some kind of cultivated eccentricity to hide the fact that I could be suffering from a severe lack of being interesting. No. I am really ridiculously odd. For instance, the country has run amok with Chiko Lawi’s misstep and the SGR launch. Twitter is... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN SALES WOMAN

As it is fast approaching the middle of the year, I have decided to get started on my New Year’s resolutions. Particularly the one where I was supposed to “get out of my comfort zone”. To be fair to myself, I have already done some of that. I recently joined Instagram. A platform I had... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN’S NAIROBAE

It’s no secret that I am languishing in the little-paying cesspool of entry level jobs. Well, that covers my melodramatic quota of the week. But as I have a suspicious affinity for junk food and fast food, contributing at least 80% of their income, then it is safe to deduce that I am rubbish at... Continue Reading →

PEDESTRIAN MISADVENTURES IN WOMANHOOD

As a woman trying to earn her keep in this city, there are problems I encounter that are as unique as coffee made with elephant dung. They are exhausting to contemplate. And could drive anyone to drink. However, I am sometimes forced to consider that they occur because I am a bit on the chubby side. But being a size 12... Continue Reading →

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