The most random thurrogits ever

It is Friday night and I have still not got a blog post. Ate I don’t like to leave the weekend empty. I don’t have a post. Well, not a complete one. I have old bits and pieces all over the place…
1. Opening Lines of a short story. Circa October/Novemberlast year:

I had been fired five times by the time I was 29 so losing no longer surprised me. I was able to meet it with calm and – this part is rare; few people my age can say this— with maturity.
Shit happens. This must be accepted. It is one of the lessons I have learnt, that I keep in a bound leather tome in a dark smoky room in a basement in a corner of my mind. There are a number of these lessons. It had been an eventful 29 years.
I have learnt that looks indicate something, but prove nothing. Don’t trust them. Use them. I have learnt that money is dust unless it is in your hands and you can see and feel it. I have learnt that everyone thinks they are the reason God made the world, but everyone is wrong. They are not the reason– I am.

I just got back. The dust is settling over my shoes and shoulders like a welcoming embrace. Now that I am back in Kampala, clean slate, fresh start, I will not forget that thing about shit. Shit happens.
But the trick is, when it does…

Make sure it is happening to the other guy, not you.

2. A portrait. Originally made at the time of the GAVI Arrests:

Mike Mukula, who before we go too far, is a captain of the plane-flying sort, not a member of our gallant and valiant armed forces, is not just a politician. His flamboyance, his extremely GQ appearance, his almost desperate camera clamouring antics, which are successful more often than not, have shot him like a canon above and beyond the mundane level recognition upon which we array our more typical politicians.

Mikey is beyond mere recognition. Mikey has celebrity. You could be forgiven for not knowing who the current minister for health is, but if you don’t know who Mike Mukula is, my dear, what is the name of this rock under which you have been residing all these decades? Olduvai?
He dresses like an Oscar awards host, is always impeccable in perfectly cut yards of Armani, and the ladies tell me he is quite the hunk, for a man his age. A cocky tuft of grey adorns his right temple of his hunky head and his perennial say-cheese smile is symmetrical and blazing white.

3. A plea unto the world. Somebody give me songs:

Chaka Khan, Love Me Still.
Everysinglething Monica as in Monica Arnold has ever uttered since she was born. I am particularly fond of material from her first album Miss Thang.
I will sever limbs for Brownstone. Five Miles To Empty, I Can’t Tell You Why and Sometimes Dancing are particular favourites.
SWV sang a song called So Amazing.
Does anyone remember All 4 One?
I want to listen to Dave Matthews Band and Hootie.

I mean, this is the Internet. I know somebody out there has a copy. Can’t we talk? 

Finally. Speaking of music:
Do you know what an empty street, round six-thirty, just after an evening storm would sound like if it was a song?  Like Again Never by the Branford Marsalis quartet:

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12 Comments

  1. Magola, no firsties for you… LOL
    Anyhow Baz, Dave Mathews and Blowfish very unlikely but it you can take internet downloads, I think have some.

  2. Dang! someone has sneaked up on me and made away with my firsties. It’s a close call. I knew I shouldn’t have been wasting my time soliciting that Latina trick.

    Baz, about number 3, I will get back to you on that during the weekend. I got ya back nephew.

  3. Present….

    That portrait of Money Mike Money Bags Mukula not Money Mike Money bags Ezra is the sort of thing that prompts me to ask this; Baz, are u sure of your sexuality? Are u sure u aint one of the other sided fellows?

    To make this story shorter,… are u gay?

    Just asking.

    And Blogtrotting.

  4. Baz, promise me you’ll finish that story, Baz. You know, lemme tell you something you didn’t know. Many time I try to type `Baz’, and My fingers only hit the keys next to `B’ and `Z’. So I type `Nas’.

    All 4 One (that is where Robbie Williams came out of, I think) have a track called `I Want You Back for Good’. That is my flight track, man. I have Chaka Khan rhydhms. No, me no share. 🙂

    If you get a bit-torrent client, then run a search like chaka khan torrent download, you may be able to quickly pull something down, at the expense of your favourite star! 😮
    Buy legit copies, Baz, naawe.

    I like that picture of the adandoned evening street that is just drying. I used to think I was the only one who got these pictures to key with music.
    And Another Again of John Legend is like … ? Making love in the forest, or something. 😀

    I just blogged here! 😮

  5. Yesterday’s New Vision, page 24, first article – first & last 2 paragraphs.

    Whodunnit?

    You peeps, I found irrefutable evidence here (July 19th 2005 @ ernest-bazanye.blogspot.com)

    Should I report? Won’t they force me to testify? Won’t they fix me into some dodgy witness protection program, force me to live in Kisenyi and wear a wig?

    What to do…

    Anyway, back to the post

  6. Comrade, no way. All 4 One is black, Robbie is a muzungu, originally from Take That! where he used to sing hooks.

    Look who’s laughing all the way to the bank now.

  7. Kobayashi, I do do downloads. If you have some, hit me, hit me, hit me!

    Uncle Nate, or should I say Uncle Papichulo… you know

    Cheri, the portrait wasn’t even about sex. Did it get you all hot and bothered and make you think of Mike in a new way?

    Fujitsu, forgive young 27, he wasn’t there during All 4 One. (Punches Revolution chummily on shoulder. Hah hah.)

    Meanwhile vis those “artistes”, have you heard Bebe Cool’s new song?

    27, Copyright is theft, Let us liberate the music!

    CB and 27, I will finish the story one day. As they always say.

  8. On #2, you forgot the accent – yes! A true portrait should speak to you – so appealingly country boyi (sic) with a touch of self educated modernism. The kind that keeps you listening and listening when you know you ought to be running and running

  9. Oh! And important lesson for you in #1, boys and girls – when the shit happens, make sure it happens to the other guy. And be out of the room if there is a fan going.

    Sounds like something Jack Bauer would say

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