Perspectives

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2011-04-28T12:08:00.000-07:00

I finally settled on buying myself a Honda Civic, 2009 model. Yes, I have done well for myself and God has been merciful. Frankly I don't deserve it.
The date was April 5th 2011, time was around 3:40pm and I was not feeling too excited because I was so very tired from running up and down chasing something that was going to be mine anyway; God had ordained it so. It's a blue Civic, 1.8 litre engine, digital psychedelic dashboard that everyone thinks looks like an airplane's cockpit and sure enough, the hand break is said to be akin to a cock (the genital, not the chicken). The steering wheel is sporty, adjustable in four directions but the horn needs to break its voice mehn. It honks like a tiny car.
On it's first weekend I took her to Akosombo to test it's speed and durability... and have a little fun with the boys and some girls, few of which I knew. Good Charlotte drives with magnificence, splendor and style. Gracefully along the highways, unafraid and unshaken by competition because she knows that a grand Meister wields her in his strong protective arms. She's been good for 23 days, and counting. I love her, she feels so right for a first car.....

And in case you're wonder what the title of this post has to do with the car, it is/was Honda's slogan; and I digg it!

The END is near

2011-04-04T23:09:00.000-07:00

So today just might be the day when troski mates and drivers say their last goodbye to me. After this morning I'm officially not a walk-mousine - all things being equal, that is. So many things about troski I'm gonna miss, but also so much more I'm very happy to leave behind.

Today

2011-04-02T14:41:00.000-07:00

So I haven't watched a movie today. That's good, I think. Lately it's been movies, drinks, work and mundane stuff.
Today I realized how different the world can be when you drive out as early as 7am. I went to drop Granny off and I must say as I drove, I saw Saturday with new eyes. Tranquil precedes the boring 9am wake-up and drag into 12pm on a 'supposedly restful weekend - and as if that isn't enough you spend the second half of the say trying to hurriedly finish all that you intended doing... and then you end up tired again.
But not today. I returned from Madina at about 9am, took a bath and set off for the laundry and Osu to buy Karma some dog food. Paid a little extra at the laundry to have it done quickly so I could pick it up on my way back home. So if you took your laundry to the Legon Hall Laundry on the University Campus today and for some strange reason it took longer to get it washed,....umm... learn how tip! I had spring rolls on campus when I returned for my laundry. Those spring rolls at Legon Hall's Time Out still taste so damn good! Got me a take home pack of rice and shredded beef too. YUM!
I've been home since. Electricity went out for a little while so I took a good nap, woke up to electricity and a stiffy, and helped my brother with some Mathematics. I'd forgotten how much fun solving Vectors Equations can be. And thankfully my bro is quite the smart guy so I didn't have to teach much. I kinda hate teaching... As always I spend time to listen to some music. I kicked ass listening to Coldplay and some Jazz (they even played them at Timeout) whiles facebooking, eating, and avoiding some phone calls.
Oh and earlier today I finally got to cleaning my room. Not much filth, just stuff lying around.

I would be in that Range Rover

2011-04-02T14:20:00.001-07:00

First time I saw a 'double R' in all its splendor and glory was around cantonments, just around the Elwac stadium. We were in traffic, bla bla bla.... and then suddenly a beautiful piece of metal pulled up just beside my junk ride. A formidable RR! It was like a white unicorn, riding among donkeys; and yes it was white, with beautiful 20something inched chrome rims, and a young father and his daughter in it... I'm pretty sure you get the point now.

I want to be that young man with it all (including the problems that come with 'with it all'). Successful, with a daughter I would die to make happy, and if I'm lucky enough a good wife (lately I think good women are becoming extinct). I want to wake up on a Saturday morning and wash my double R with my daughter, feed our dogs, prune her little garden with her and later at 8am, eat cereal. I want to drive by the chapel with her in the Range, so she can drop off her daily letters to God, say a prayer and leave to get ice cream. Later we would go to the park where she can meet up with Brian's and Asare's kid(s) and play. And we can talk about our pending M&As, our new discoveries, and then some, while our kids run around and my daughter wins all the games they play (*grin*).

If ever I were in that Range Rover, I would NEVER donate money to a charity. Over the year I have come to learn that it's the most ineffective way to better people's lives. The managers of the charity tend to misuse the funds. It's like global politics, foreign aid and neo-colonialism: the people still suffer. I would touch lives individually and make personal differences. Of course this is after I've invested well and I know for sure I have a good supply, enough for myself, my daughter, my family and then others.

I would buy the police service a bus so I can cross red lights and never miss my daughter's birthday parties, performances in school, games, and most importantly her birth. I would never cross the red light just to get to work, or a meeting, first because if I did, no young man would see me in traffic and be inspired to dream like I did, and secondly because I would probably be CEO; no need to rush :-)

...... I don't know how to end this post so I'll just put a period at the end of this sentence. There, THE END. Damn it it's kinda hard to end when you're still trying to make a point....

Back to Basics

2011-02-21T07:58:00.000-08:00

I've been thinking a lot and I don't seem to write my thoughts down. I used to like doing that until I felt it was too much information being made public.... Right now I think it's just what I need because I'm slowly falling into a state of abysmal forgetfulness and I need to get out of it...........

So the beginning of my week has been a mixture of anxiety yet excitement, disappointment yet enlightenment. Last week I received a ring from a TV station asking me to host their breakfast show. I had been recommended by someone I met there a while ago. I'm very excited about this opportunity but after watching the show proper for the first time, I think I don't want to be associated with such a dry, show with no identity. When I called my friend up about it having no identity, she said the show is about anything and everything and they get requests from people and organization to be on the show to broadcast something of public interest. HUH?? anything and everything??? That's just another way to say that "there isn't much happening in the country so we take what we can get".

I spoke to a few people about it and everyone wants me to go for it. But I really don't want to be associated with a show that no one isn't interested in. I'd rather be their strategy guy and help them improve. Tell them what to do and at least give them an identity before I consider hosting for them. But I'm to meet the producer tomorrow still, and I'm anxious. Very anxious! I hope my alter ego rushes in to save me and stays for a longer time.....

Work has been great today. Thanks to a misunderstanding I have with a certain someone, I focused more on my work rather than worry about the person (I know that's twisted but it is what it is, don't hate). I'm getting back on my toes and reinventing.... ummm.... stuff. Hopefully my week will go we and I can have to balls to tell my boss I can't do some work he's given me. It's just not my thing and I'd fail him totally if I worked on it.

Time bound

2010-08-17T11:53:00.000-07:00

I'm born, I cry, I suckle, I sleep.
I pee, and poo in little heaps.
I talk, I crawl, I lean, I walk.
I stumble and fall on little rocks.
I grow, I play, I school, I pray.
I graduate in the month of may.
I toil, I earn, I rank with men.
I yearn for a partner in women.
I lust, I like, at last I love.
I build a family with the one I love.
I age, I retire from work and life
I live, I learn, I love, I burn.

Please Forgive Me - David Gray

2010-08-17T10:29:00.000-07:00

Please forgive me
If I act a little strange
For I know not what I do.
Feels like lightning running through my veins
Every time I look at you
Every time I look at you

Help me out here
All my words are falling short
And there's so much I want to say
Want to tell you just how good it feels
When you look at me that way
When you look at me that way

Throw a stone and watch the ripples flow
Moving out across the bay
Like a stone I fall into your eyes
Deep into that mystery
Deep into some mystery

I got half a mind to scream out loud
I got half a mind to die
So I won't ever have to lose you girl
Won't ever have to say goodbye
I won't ever have to lie
Won't ever have to say goodbye

Knowing and Reinventing Yourself

2010-08-13T10:52:00.000-07:00

My own list of 'food for thought', emanating from things I've done, achieved, almost lost, lost, acquired, hoping to acquire and most importantly the people around me in the year so far.

1. In every situation you find yourself, be thankful to God.
2. God lives in and among us and he is a part of who we are, whatever we believe him to be
3. You are what you portray yourself to be. Be honest about yourself and don't expect people to automatically understand you
4. Letting people into your life means first finding out who you are, knowing it religiously and sharing that knowledge of self with those people
5. Know the difference between character, habit, attitude, and behaviour. Some thing you can change, others you cannot. Changing those you cannot makes you a hypocrite.
6. Time is all we have, and it will never go anywhere except forward. Act quickly so it doesn't work against you.
7. Live, Learn, Love all you can. Better to have done it all than to have been too afraid to try and later regret
8. When you like someone, show them. Don't expect anything in return.
9. Stay in touch with the people you like and love, even if they don't do the same. Sometimes they have genuine reasons for that.
10. Don't think, know!
11. It's never too late for anything unless that thing is lifeless.
12. Sacrifice a little for much. Sacrifice much for all.
13. Develop a plan, and stick to it. If you fail, at least you know what not to do.
14. Every problem is an opportunity. Change is the key element.
15. Never miss an opportunity to be fabulous.

......O yea, on other thing: Enjoy the simple pleasures of life (pooping, peeing, waking up on a saturday morning)

Soccer Frenzy

2010-06-23T08:19:00.000-07:00

After 24 years of confinement I've finally become an avid soccer lover!!!
When I was younger I played soccer at home and school. In junior high I played #5 because I had a 'mighty' kick and once the ball landed in front of me, it went straight back to the opponent's goal keeper and beyond. I was valuable to the class team because I knew how to lessen the opposing team's chances.
But that's where soccer ended for me. I'd never watch a match or play a FIFA video game. For many many years I've had to behold the horrid look on people's faces (potential girlfriends included) when I told them I didn't know much about the world of soccer; to the extend that some guys would say to me, "Wo ny3 b33ma kraa!" (translated: you're not a man at all!)
It was only a matter of time until I became crazy about soccer. This world cup has instilled in me a frenzy that I hardly think will be erased in the next god-zillion!.... Yesterday Nigeria played and drew with South Korea, and today Ghana's showdown against Germany is on in about an hour and 17minutes. I'm going to watch it at Twist with my wonderful Jemila, Otema and Gershon(I think). My heart beats so slowly as I try to imagine what the outcome could be. I'm sitting in my office sharing a bottle of muscatella with Susan while she shows no inclination towards today's match at least. A few minutes ago she asked me, "So when is Ghana playing again?".... I looked at her thinking, "Ignoramus!! Idiotic indifference towards your country's honour!". I'm just realising that I used to be in her shoes... WOW, how I have evolved!

Since last week I've been blowing VUVUZELLAs and buying paraphernalia (just two). I hope all my frantic efforts are not in vain. My desire to continue with this madness will depend on the outcome of today's match with Germany. I pray, I sigh, I wait in haste for the whistle to blow at about 6:30pm

Google Rocks

2010-06-21T05:48:00.000-07:00

Over the years I've grown fond of Google and consider it my personal web friend. I have aspirations of working with Google Ghana but Estelle seems ummm.... I dunno (if you happen to know her please hook me up)....
So I attended a Google Ghana Event a couple of weeks ago and it was a blast!! I definitely added to my knowledge base and now I'm doing more with their products than I used to. Analytics is a beautiful (free) Google creature and I'm LOVING IT SO FAR!! What I really want to work on is G-Maps and Sites. I've created an Intranet for the firm with sites and things are going pretty well. I was very impressed with how easy it is to work with it and let's just say my presentation went very well - almost had a standing ovation (monday morning meetings tend to drag so no one is energized enough anyway). I've got G-Maps on my BB. What I'm looking to do is to start mapping out more streets, businesses, landmarks, etc beginning with areas I'm familiar with (my neighbourhood comes first of course). I've also got some business ideas around these but I'll save them for later, when I've actually implemented them and I see the cash flow!
So yeah, Google is one of the most awesome things that has happened to the world in this century and I'm expecting benefits for Africa more importantly. We as Africans only need to sit our asses up and firstly embrace it (we seem to find technology a bother and this is just stupid!), then we can cooperate, and allow it to work for us.
I always tell my friends, Google will govern the way we do things in the next 10-15years. It sweeps across a variety of sectors in terms of what technology can do to improve various systems in Africa and the world at large. Google Ghana is doing much but I think they can do better to penetrate Ghana. The first step is to hire me. ;)

Go Google!!

(All errors are considered typos. I write on this blog not for perfection sake, but to let out the natural free flow of raw data.)

Charismatic Folly

2010-05-02T04:29:00.000-07:00

Hands in the air, shouts of "halleluyah", "I receive it", "AMEN", "YES", "JESUS"!!!! Captured in an emotional moment with their Saviour, their Lord but subconsciously, their Pastor.
Their hearts are filled with joy as their motivator declares his rehearsed words of prosperity and success; 'prophesying' to them that which has not been seen but only derived from the Holy Book and twisted to suit the congregation's needs. The congregation, a gathering of a mix of needy, greedy, insecure and curious citizen.

"It is well!", he says. "You shall prosper!", he declares as he screams and rants at the top of his voice chanting rhythmic philosophies like "Success in occupation depends on your condition of divine visitation for salvation. SHombody SHout SHalvation!!". The famous white handkerchief/face towel runs over his face occasionally possibly contributing its quota to the whole charade.

A healing session begins with a call to the alter. A number of desperate women and men proceed to receive a touch from the Lord. The Lord sits on his throne, quietly watching with sadness in his heart as the preacher man lays his heavy hand on an ill, unsuspecting soul. He imparts all his weight on her while spinning her around. She gets dizzy and her desperate consciousness reveals a mortal act to be one that is supernatural. Her sudden fall confirms the spiritual might of the preacher man and the seeming power of God moving in this place.

The rumblings of the congregation gets louder and louder as the preacher man arouses excitement in them. Instrumentalists are at their best, playing according to what the pastor says, trying to create a 'heavenly' atmosphere. Spirituality has been feigned and even the brightest of minds are cast under an ignoramus spell. Oh how are the mighty fallen, for lack of knowledge and common sense.

Fraud begins with a 'victory dance' and ends with overflowing offering baskets and tired souls who are under the impression that the spirit of God shakes the very foundation under which they stand. The circus act ends and the 'man of God' departs much more wealthier than before, and the congregation a little less. Still bewitched by mere words, they return home waiting patiently for that prophecy, that miracle, that randomly spoken word to surface.

The power of blogging

2010-03-04T09:51:00.000-08:00

Before I say anything I'm selling a blackberry storm for GHC750 only. Revert in haste if you're interested. Number to call is +233 24 312 2889.

So I was one the BBC two days ago giving my opinions on the subject matter above. If you didn't know this then you're not a friend on facebook. But yea, some dude in Egypt was arrested and tried for saying 'untrue' things about the Egyptian military on his blog which is read by millions! Here are some questions for you to ponder on:

Does blogging shape your opinion?
To what extent does blogging affect a society, a nation?
Is it necessary to limit bloggers to what they write about?
To what extent is a blog a powerful and effective tool for change?
Could a blog cause strife, a coup d'etat, perhaps war?

These are some of the questions that ran through my mind when I participated (shortly) in the BBC Africa Have Your Say program yesterday. The most important question I believe is this: Why do people blog? It's a simple question with many answers that can generate conversation in a forum for hours.

Want to hear my views? You should've listened to the BBC AHYS yesterday ;)... Buy the damn phone! It's the best deal you can get for now.

Here's to a HEALTHY 2010!

2010-01-21T08:15:00.000-08:00

We're already 21 days into 2010 and I don't feel that much different or excited about it except that two very good friends will be coming home soon. Of course I'm grateful to God that he's still keeping me alive(I wonder what for since I've been so prodigal).

So up until now I thought I had only one resolution and that was to live every day of 2010 better that the previous. I thought that is a more sane approach than to write a tall list and end up with a midget success. But I realised resolutions come along the way; like I just realized I have to lose some weight. Damn I've been unhealthy for a while now. I'm not FAT, just unhealthy. Too much carbo if you ask me... Pray more, Read more, explore more, love more: basically live a healthier live.

So my 2010 all in one package is to live healthily. God bless this year!

Update on life

2009-10-14T07:33:00.000-07:00

After a fruitful job search I've finally ended up at the firm: Oxford and Beaumont Solicitors. I serve as Administrative Assistant and alternatively organize the Managing Partner's office life. Read about my first day and the rest of my working life here.
During my leave of absence, I have been busy trying to build, with two friends, a blog that talks solely about God and everything around the subject matter. It's titled Dear God and you can read and follow it here.
There isn't much to write about. I've been home getting angry at everyone for good reasons. I'm only disappointed because it's unlike me to be like that. But then again I guess boredom and solitude does a lot of things to the soul.
My youngest brother has done it again. He super-passed his WASSCE with 4A1's and three B2's. He shines so bright enh, and we're all proud of him. But typically he's not satisfied with it. He's an arrogant prick who knows he's all that in a bag of chips; he is. I'm tired of typing now. Currently at work. Nothing to do. I guess I'll just scream.... WORK ME DAMN IT!!!

Finding the right niche...

2009-09-16T10:34:00.001-07:00

This month has been frustrating for me. I thought I would be working by now but I'm still jobless. I'm not frustrated because I cannot find work, far from that (according to God and me, his believer, I can get a job almost anywhere, any day); my problems are the boredom of staying home and not finding something I would enjoy doing. The question then is, "What would I enjoy doing?". I've thought a great deal about it. I studied Political Science and Information Studies in university. On the contrary I'm not interested in pursuing a career path related to these fields. And that is not to say studying them was a waste of time, not at all. I definitely have been exposed to so much knowledge by studying these subjects, the kind of knowledge that will propel me to greater heights. I have in time educated myself in a way that I find unusual yet beneficial. I'll explain how I've done that in another blog. I have always said to myself - and I still remain strongly grounded on this matter - that the bank job isn't for me although I am very ambitious. I am a free-spirited person with much energy but certainly NOT routine-oriented. The bank will just give me money and take away what matters more in my life. Essentially I am looking to work with a young burgeoning firm that can absorb as much enthusiasm and energy as I am willing to give in exchange for a stake in its dream or vision. I believe the most successful firms begin with every employee and stakeholder believing in its vision and and desiring to be an integral part of its future success story. Although I have a clear idea of where I want to be, I am oblivious to which industry I want to enter. Personally I think what's most important is knowing who you are, what you've got and how well your skill set can play in a position, to take a firm to the next level. Knowing the kind of company culture I would like to be a part of has undoubtedly narrowed my options. I have found myself applying to high-profile firms for specific positions when I know I'm just a fresh graduate yet to do national service. But even so I've been called to interview by some of these firms and lost narrowly. My interviews so far have taught me a great deal and if nothing at all they've made me realise that I have what it takes. For such unusual opportunities, I'm most grateful to God who always reminds me that '...I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me'. For some time I was unhappy about how things were going and thought about settling for an ordinary place until I complete my national service next year. I hated myself for thinking like that, like I was giving in to the tough competition in the job market. People started telling me I have to start from somewhere (anywhere, by their definition). While that is true, for me somewhere means a place I can explore my full potential and grow in and with. It also means I should be able to fit well in its culture, believe in what the firm is all about, and give it my very all to push it beyond its goals, dreams, vision, whatever. Ultimately I cannot lose to mediocrity. I'm still searching for the right niche, praying and trusting God to place me where he knows my invaluable input will contribute to a success story.

The Marketplace

2009-09-10T11:50:00.000-07:00

If you move around a lot in Ghana’s capital city you’ll realise that new businesses and industries have set up in various places. In the same way many marketplaces are emerging. It begins with one hawker or trader setting up a ‘point of sale’ in an area of little interest. When business is good they invite their friends to sell at the same place and other join them without invitation and eventually you have a small marketplace. Such a place can be found at the Tetteh-Quarshie interchange, closer to the Accra Mall. I guess that’s how the most popular marketplaces were born, and they grew in size until they were established. The established and legal marketplaces in Accra include Accra Central Market, Kaneshie Market, Agbobloshie Market and Madina Market.
The Ghanaian marketplace is where you get all the fresh farm produce to cook that delicious local meal. From the ‘bankye’ (cassava) to the vegetables to the ‘aburo’ (maize) and fruits: you name it and it’s there. If it’s not at the store it’s definitely at the market. You may wonder then, why go to the store if it’s fresh at the market? Shopping at any marketplace in Accra is quite an overwhelming experience if it’s your first time. Even for those who frequent the marketplace, they almost always find something interesting or distasteful happening there. Yes, distasteful; it’s a society, not a harvest haven. To say the very least it’s a tiresome task, but the aftermath is a mouth-watering aroma coming from your kitchen. On a regular day there are enough traders and consumer selling and buying respectively. Every marketplace has their ‘market days’ on which the human and vehicular traffic is enough to make you collapse if you’re faint-hearted. On those days you’re sure to go home with your bags full and your wallet or purse empty.
An established marketplace in Accra is a very large open place, Accra Central Market being the largest, I think. It’s easy to get lost there so if you don’t have a good sense of bearing you might want to go with experienced company or maybe leave a breadcrumb trail. It’s a fast pace environment where you always have to watch your step, and your head so that you don’t get hit by the kayayos’ load when they pass you by. There are traders everywhere: under sheds, by the roadside, in alleys and buildings and the car park. Every marketplace has a bus station and taxi rank so it’s easy to go to and from the market. Walking is what makes it so hectic especially when you have to comb through the whole market to find the various items you want. Like any other buying and selling environment there are criminals in the marketplace who see everyone as walking ATM machines: elusive pick-pockets, gang thieves, con artists, and fraudsters (including the fake pastors). If you lack vigilance you will end up going home without your wallet or items or both, and in the worst case scenario you might not make it home without some monetary assistance from a stranger. Believe it; it’s happened to me before. A word of caution will be to wash every item you buy thoroughly, including yourself, as the marketplace is not the most hygienic of places to be.
To survive the marketplace in Ghana, there are basic and important things you may want to know, the most important being to have a market list and budget. First off, in the marketplace you are what you wear. If you dress to kill, they (traders) will price to kill. Secondly don’t bother wearing perfume; the market’s ‘lavender’ is enough to distinguish you. While walking through the market you may want to hold your bag(s) tightly and never pick a call in open space. Your bag or phone could easily be snatched by thieves. Also if you are new to the marketplace you should ask around for varying prices and buy from the most cost effective trader while maintaining item quality. Foreigners should never go alone on their first date. Their negligence will definitely have the better of them. When buying, do not be soft. Look serious, bargain hard until you become unreasonable and when there’s a deal demand a top-up if possible. You always want to get the most out of every pesewa you lose. Finally there are no ladies and gentlemen in the marketplace. Everyone is an aggressive buyer and it would help if you are too.
The marketplace is like a business centre. Always keep in mind that most traders reward loyalty. If you frequent their sheds, they will be nice to you. Forget customer service though. It’s a pocket and product affair and you’re just the carrier of both, nothing more.

Interview with Rancard..... Again

2009-09-09T17:36:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was 9th September, written in other format as 09-09-09. Superstitious minds would read it as an upside down of 666, the mark of the beast. They would expect something bad to happen or even worse/better (depending on what you believe) the end of days. Superstition or none, my day didn't go too well. The interview with Rancard was a total disaster. First of all I couldn't establish or should I say reveal the techi in me (which is a requirement). Secondly I may not have wholistically represented Rancard Solutions in on of two tests I took. That matter is still subject to arbitration though. The other test I think went well. Rancard's interviewing process is by far the most challenging of all the ones I've been through, I'll give them that. There's no room for paltry knowledge of the role available. I only wonder if they can tell when someone's determined to learn and put in his best in the area where he falls short. I'm saying this because first of all the role I was interviewed for required a lot of good and skilled writing and it had to be in techi language. One fact, I enjoy technology but I wouldn't say I possess above average technical know-how. The other fact, I can write about anything I'm exposed to in it's own unique language. I learn quickly. But apparently that fell on deaf ears. Personally I think the interviewer was more focused on past experience with tech stuff than my ability to learn fast once exposed. One thing that made me look bad was my blog. Today I've dedided to put up a professional blog, one that will tell more about my interests, ideas for career advancement and plans for self development, stuff like that. What hit me? Well let's just say a certain director saw my blog and felt it had no bearing with the position. Fortunately or unfortunately the first post he saw was the 'what excites me' post. I wasn't too embarrassed because this blog was set up to enhance my creative writing. It's my first attempt to blog therefore I put up random pieces, some of which are very unstructured. As All the same I've realised the importance of a professional blog and I'm going to start one today. I also have to do my God blog as well. It's He who gifted me with this skill considering I'm not much of a reader and it's only fair that I have one especially dedicated to Him.
Altogether it's been an experience. I've targeted a high profile career path with exceptional firms and I intent to see it through. These challenges only make me want to become a better person and increase my thirst for excellence.

Badly as the day goes....

2009-09-09T16:49:00.001-07:00

Two days ago I went to pick up a gentleman who crashed into the car's rear end on Sunday. My brother was driving the car when this happened. I, who was being a good son at home chopping up vegetables had to incur the time cost and spent the whole of Tuesday with the guy at Abosey Okai trying to fix the car. Btw it was his fault to he paid for it.
This gentleman eh, hmmm. He acted like he was a very busy man, so important that without him nothing in the world would succeed. I picked him up from Coconut Grove Regency Hotel. These are his noticeable details:
He shares a small office with three others.
His office is just bare room with desks and chairs, no partitioning.
His English is below standard and he possesses no accent whatsoever.
His trousers had grown a lot of hair - very visible and long - over a long period of time.
Why am I being so cruel as to give these details?? BECAUSE THE GUY IS A WANNA-BE!!! Throughout the day he capitalised on every chance he got to tell me about his life in the USA or some important meeting he has to attend or how his work life is so stressful! He even told me about his work, saying he's a finance guy who's trying to set up something since he's been in Ghana for only a month. According to him he taught at Harvard University and is now teaching EMBA at University of Ghana where his car lights were stolen. The car, a wretched one! The story, impossible! I could go on and on but the fact remains, he's a WANNA-BE!
Ok so after fixing the car we're on our way back to his office when he lets me make a turn into a road that has one way traffic. I was going the other way. We met MTTU policemen and got arrested for dangerous driving. OH MY DAYS!! I had already had to deal with the car and the crazy wanna-be driver and now this???? So we were sent to the station and almost processed for court when I put up a negligent, sad, pleading baby face. Luckily the processing officers were women so they had pity on my negligent self and let me go with GHC20 in their pocket. The wanna-be paid that money of course, all this was his fault. Later he bought me coconut juice to compensate me. The guy was so engrossed in his story that he had to act like the big man he was posing to be and spend more money than he budgeted for. Later I saw him looking into his wallet and sighing. The poor wanna-be. Why can't people just be themselves and try to become better instead of posing to be who they're not. The worst part of it is that they suck at posing so the whole process becomes annoying, very annoying!
Anyway that's the terrible part of my day. The good part was that I was called again by Rancard Solutions to be interviewed for another position. I'm glad because I'd previously been denied a position some other person beat me to at the same place. I was thinking, hopefully it would goes well. The interview happened today and that's another story altogether.

Stimulation 101: What excites me

2009-08-17T02:33:00.000-07:00

Someone recently asked me what excites me sexually. Of course I thought it was interesting to hear that question. Even more interesting is the thought of the many answers I could have given her(I didn't answer). I'm toning it down to what excites me about a woman's body and if she's really eager to know she'll be here, reading this.

There are the obvious male kryptonites: breasts, ass and Miss 'V'. These will do the usual mind stimulating job for any straight guy but if you're as disciplined and playful about them as I am you can resist their power. Men will always be babies because they'll suck a tit any day. As for the bontoss, up till today I really can't decipher what it is about it that makes us men go hard. Whether it's the way they shake, or how soft it is or the fact that we're like animals and the mere sight of it makes us think about 'doing it from behind'. Or maybe it's because we know that someway, somehow butt cheeks are guardians of Miss 'V'. 'V' of course is tucked away above and inbetween twin towers and to get there a man's game must be tight. Even when married you'd have to hit the right keys to get to 'V'. But when you finally get there you can call yourself a gladiator and you rule the world, depending on how long you last. Nevertheless it's exciting for both man and woman.
If these are the only things that excites a man then he's not exploring his options well or he fails to see the latent features in a woman that makes her a goddess...Yes, I think evey woman's body(the healthy ones) is a magnificent creation of God and the details should be appreciated well.

The above mentioned will only give me a boner and make me look twice at a woman. There's more to her, more behind that silk/cotton/linen dress she's wearing...
I'll start from her head, right down to her toes and indicate physical things that excite me as well. There's something about a woman's neck that brings out the dracula in me, especially when she's sensitive there. Averagely long, smooth necks are a bit of a turn on for me especially when her head is turned to the side. That way you can see her jaw bone suspending in a clear line above her neck and you can almost imagine what it'll be like to kiss such a beautiful apparatus. Her shoulder line and bone is also a magnificent thing. That's where the grace of her upper body rests. Shoulders tell a lot about a woman, for me. High and straight shoulders will catch my attention on any given day. Kissing them is another thing altogether. From the neck to the shoulder like right down to her back! Oh that back!! That long highway of a seventh heaven. A woman's back alone can place me under a spell. It has to be slender, with a beautiful line running down the middle and if you have two dimples down at the bottom just above your behind, you surpass a goddess!!! Beads around the hips are more like an aphrodisiac. They'll do the trick, but if there's no clear distinction between your waist and hip, then you might as well not wear them. I learned sometime back that just above a woman's hip is a very nice spot to touch. It's soft and tender and if you touch it right, even you will feel good about it. Thighs are also nice. Smooth and slender ones, that is. Slender legs are a sight to see and good to touch, kiss, lick(if she's clean), all the way down to her toes.

By now you'd have noticed am talking about exciting her and not myself. But there's a dynamics to it. Pleasing a woman is pleasing myself too. If I can appreciate her body, work my way from her face, down to her toes then I'm game. I won't undress her only to touch only the obvious. If you manage to undress her, then take an extra step to explore what is so magnificent about what's before you. Not only will you get very excited, but she'll thank you well. But that's just me, loving someone on the regular and getting excited sexually.

Of course it goes without saying that if you happen to end up igniting 'V', pls pls pls!!! USE A CONDOM! You'll live longer.

Disorganized WeekEND

2009-08-16T09:09:00.000-07:00

Haven't done much. Friday was gloomy. Drove granny to the hospital, came back in the afternoon. Stayed at home all day from then on, just chilling in my room, relaxing to good music, tried to read; unsuccessful, spoke to a few peeps, heard Lenny's leaving town: makes me wanna leave too, I thought about work briefly... naah I'm not ready to start just yet. Maybe I am but I'm still waiting for confirmation from the one I really want. Others want me in their office: turned some down, haven't responded to some. Still want to apply to more places. Thinking of The German Cooperation..... Later in the evening I watched a bit of Soul Eater and went to bed.

Woke up early on Saturday morning at about 2am, went online cuz I didn't wanna sleep. Mailed a few people, found someone interesting, kept mailing that someone, still mailing others as well, chatting.... I dozed off and my cyber credit was wasted on nought. Woke up again to my brother, in my room asking me for the car keys. Stepped downstairs to see my sweetheart Maki, she's happy to see me as always, we played a bit, talked a while, gave her some atte, fed her, cleaned her mess, went back inside and did some household chores(Maki is growing btw, I'm pleased)..... Parents attend a wedding, I'm home watching Tv instead of reading that book I bought weeks ago. uneventful Saturday faded away just like that...ohh yea, I'm still messaging this interesting person.

Didn't sleep much on Saturday night. Woke up on sunday morning at about three. Sent a message, checked my facebook, spoke to a colleague, slept, woke up to my bro again (aaaargh!!), did some work around the house, ironed for church, was late for church, came back home alone, first to arrive home, feed Maki again, feed myself, climb upstairs and get online. Everyone comes later, I help in the kitchen(yea, I do that every sunday and occasionally during the week), came upstairs to read, ended up watching the rest of Soul Eater, ditched my plans to go out, been here till now. Kid bro's with me, playing the psp..... I'm gonna take a nap, get back online, talk to someone about business plans, search for CSA ideas for my incumbent job, maybe figure out when and where I wanna go to grad school.... Btw my breath is fabulous.

Who??

2009-08-16T08:51:00.000-07:00

There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that, because it was Everybody's job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realised that Everybody wouldn't do it. It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have.

My 25 random things

2009-08-16T07:12:00.000-07:00

This I took from my facebook page. It's just some 25 random thing I was 'forced' by a friend to write. Not everything is about me though so if you really wanna know ask me in person (cyberlly of course). Enjoy!

1. I am that I am makes me who I am

2. Diversity is my spice of life. I wonder if I can keep a job.

3. they say 'family is everything'... they were right.

4. if there is any one thing i am passionate about, it's people. the world is full of them

5. i mostly put me first, and others close to me in the same place.

6. it's the simple things in life that matter, really.

7. like every guy, i often wake up with an erection.

8. if blue is your favourite colour for no reason then you need a reality check: half of the world likes blue.

9. i would like to die smiling at my family, AMEN.

10. "seest thou a man diligent in his ways. he shall walk amongst kings and not mean men."

11. the more you nag, the more powerful i become. pls don't do that, it's in your best interest.

12. i am, beyond reasonable doubt, NOT the best person on earth.... neither are you.

13. classicals, soft rock, jazz, alternative, opera: all these are divine...

14. .....and so is my love, when you have it.

15. the pride of a man is in his woman, not in his achievements... yes men are natural achievers. that's not something to be proud about, guys.

16. wine is good. Jesus turned water into wine not beer.

17. getting drunk is not my idea of staying on top of the world. i like to be in control.

18. if you haven't eaten in a chop bar, taken a trotro or metro bus, shanked in a whee-tom(aka dim-dim, aka KVIP) or played police and thief before, then die. you haven't lived well.

19. breasts and ass, both nice. but the most fascinating parts around a woman's body are her neck, shoulder line, her back and just above her hips.

20. the most elegant, the most classic, the most immortal..... ARMANI.

21. steroids are from satan! ask me why.

22. i don't sleep much. i do what i like to call synergy sleeping (little drops of 'ntonkos' make a mighty sleep).

23. everyone has the right to be stupid sometimes, some people just abuse their rights.

24. Dracula is by far the most intriguing tale ever told. if you don't believe me, try to come up with something better than a heartless blood sucking monster falling in love and wanting to be loved by his prey, that which quenches his everlasting thirst.

25. the value of a good woman is in motherhood.

Player 101

2009-08-09T11:22:00.000-07:00

I am contagious.
You'll like me at first sight!
Others love me instantaneously,
Or so they claim.
Is it to win my affection,
Or to woo me into an illusion of love?
Whichever the case, your sinister deeds,
Your acts and tears are a see through.
You say I'm a player,
I say we had an agreement.
You say I don't love you,
I never said I do.
You hate it when I flirt with other girls,
Show me the ring I put on your finger.
"Ananse what beautiful eyes you have!"
Only to see your tits more clearly.
"Ananse what soft lips you have"
Only to kiss them tenderly my dear.
"Ananse what a huge 'package' you have"
Well, the larger the sausage, the wetter the PUSSYcat.
Oh you little wet riding kitty.
You've heard about me,
You know what I can do to you
And do for you.
Yet you want to risk it
Hoping to be a hero
Only to be a zero
Ok so that was a lame rhyme
But still, why bother?
Why fall into my arms?
When what you really want is all of me.
Knowing that I belong to everyone and yet no one.
Daughter of Eve, my name is Ananse
Ah! NONSENSE, you say
Every man has a turning point, you say.
Wrong my dear, every man has a choice
And for now I choose not to be imprisoned
By that blind, unfathomable sentiment
Forever free to wander in my chasm of momentary pleasures.

The language of love: Doggy Style!

2009-08-09T10:13:00.000-07:00

Some time back in school I witnessed a hilarious moment that said a lot about the relationship between men and women/woman. It was as simple as this: one bitch was on heat, and about five dogs were tailing her in an orderly fashion, hoping to nail that bitch (feels good to use the B-word in the right context doesn't it?lol). She was just trotting down the road majestically and the other dogs had virtually lined up behind her, trotting along - moving left when she goes left, and right when she goes right.
There and then I realised how that scenario depicted the life of any pretty girl and all the douche bags who chase after her without any self respect.LMAO! Anyway the bitch(I am loving this) stopped and then the dogs gathered around her, sniffing her and making attempts to mount. Of course alpha dog starts a fight and conquers all but one(Clearly at this point he's not the alpha dog). Some small, skinny unassuming dog managed to pull it off and tapped that thang!! Way to go for all the 'comely-less' guys who are grab the fine chicks.

But on a more serious note that incident reiterated to me how less humans are different behaviourally from animals. The tactics are the same, the response similar, and no matter how long the girls stretch, they finally give in to whoever is able to woo them (lately 'whoever' can be either a guy or girl).

Ok switch it up... Have you ever wondered what dogs might say if they could speak, with regards to male-female relationship?? I thought of a few...

NB: This will not be an improper thing to say in the doggy world

Whaddup Bitch!
Doggone it!
I luv the way you shake your tail bitch!
You make me howl!
How would you like it, doggy style or doggy style?

The only thing the bitch would say is this... "You're a one minute dawg!".

Obaby!!

2008-11-05T22:17:00.000-08:00

So this came in late but i think the Obama frenzy is still in the air so these thoughts that have been brewed in an African pot can still be sipped..... I dunno about other countries but, has anyone here in Ghana noticed how different the weather was on Wednesday morning? It was so damn foggy! Which was unexpected to say the least. When I was in SSS,the first Saturday after freshers came in to school was very cold and foggy. I never understood that phenomenon until Obama won the elections. I have now come up with a theory: that when people share a similar feeling, are in a similar mood or perform similar activity or inactivity, the weather changes. In this case the sudden general feeling of either anxiety or excitement may have triggered the foggy weather on Wednesday and the first Saturday after freshers entry in SSS. Obama injected so much energy into the atmosphere that everyone was just waiting to break free and exploit that energy. When the moment came, so did the fog. Remember I mentioned inactivity? Have you wondered why Sundays are mostly sunny, bright and clear? This might be because a great percentage of the workforce rest and there's general inactivity in the nation(acknowledgement: Maia Hubbard)... INACTIVITY! It's a fact, that activities of living beings affect the weather so these are very valid observations................

So Barrack Obama, Mr. President. The man who's gonna change America and eventually the world. He has certainly challenged the Americans to show to the world that America has really developed mentally and they stood up to that challenge. Now his first four year in office can only be filled with the change he so promised; it'll also be filled with tough decisions, hatred, predicaments, attempted assassinations(I hope not) and so on and so forth. What I hope not to happen is that his own race turn against him when he starts making those decisions that may seemingly not support the black community. What would even be worse is if the young blacks take advantage of their new black president-elect's position to act the fool. Race is not law: the law is law.........

Anyway I don't mean to speak vile or cynically. I'm proud of the Americans, I'm proud of Obama - the only man who put out there enough energy to change even the weather. This is true power, where it is manifested to change the emotions of men and consequently the firmaments. Obama, you better go see your Grand mama in Kenya and all them lil cousins and nephews you got there. They prayed for you a heavens lot.

I kid, I kid

2008-10-31T06:35:00.000-07:00

"Dear," said the wife. "What would you do if I died?"
"Why, dear, I would be extremely upset," said the husband. "Why do
you ask such a question?"

"Would you remarry?" persevered the wife. "No, of couse not, dear"
said the husband.

"Don't you like being married?" said the wife. "Of course I do, dear"
he said.

"Then why wouldn't you remarry?" "Alright," said the husband, "I'd
remarry."

"You would?" said the wife, looking vaguely hurt. "Yes" said the
husband.

"Would you sleep with her in our bed?" said the wife after a long
pause.

"Well yes, I suppose I would." replied the husband.

"I see," said the wife indignantly." And would you let her wear my
old clothes?"

"I suppose, if she wanted to" said the husband.

"Really," said the wife icily. "And would you take down the pictures
of me and replace them with pictures of her?"

"Yes. I think that would be the correct thing to do."

"Is that so?" said the wife, leaping to her feet. "And I suppose
you'd let her play with my golf clubs, too."

"Of course not, dear," said the husband. "She's left-handed."

Through Enemy Aid?

2008-10-23T01:22:00.000-07:00

Colonialism has certainly done a lot of bad to Africa. Our resources have been used to industrialize the west and further plunge their (west) dictator claws into the heart of our economic sovereignty. Africans too are at fault here. The aftermaths of independence saw a series of authoritarian leaders who instead of leading the way forward, harvested their selfish interests and allowed themselves to be manipulated by the East and West (It's amazing how much Africa played major part in the East-West cold war). That war is over now but a different, economic war still prevails this time between the North and the South. Let me explain further.....

We all know that neocolonialism exists and that most african countries, if not all, are not entirely independent. We depend on our past 'masters' to make so many decisions and they practically drive the wheels of our development - which wheels are actually stuck in a superficial traffic jam. The northern countries give us aid and determine how we use it. They've even established their MNC's in the continent to make sure that they still maintain a latent rule in our economy. Now the South, which includes African countries and other developing world countries, are fighting for true independence. But what are they asking for really? That the north disrupts all aid? Impossible! If that were to happen, then Africa would be plunged into serious economic catastrophe where we might have to start all over again, first by paying off all debts and then trying to figure out how we can sustain ourselves to reach our development goals. Two things may happen here: we might retrogress or it'll take us about four centuries and more to get to where the 'developed' countries have reached- by then the U.S. president might be immortal or humans would be flying in the North.
Here's another thought.... we can develop through aid from the 'developed' countries, hypothetically. This would've been possible if only the North had our best interest at heart. But no. They'd rather aid us to aid themselves, take money from us and give it back to us as loans with high interest rates. Technically speaking the world is not a company board. There's no succession plan and the board chairman (USA) is not looking forward to retirement or having an additional board member. The current members are competition enough for him. why would any country help the other reach an equal playing field where there's no master and servant?

The only way I see outta this mess is this.. Africa is on of the major resource station of the world. Most of us have failed to see that. Nothing works these days without resources. We can make high demands, cut better deals and coerce the north to be nice to us just by threatening to withdraw our resource contribution. This will definately land a big blow on their faces. But then again if why don't we use these resource to further develop ourselves than sell it to them at such dictated, low prices. What's the worst that could happen if we raised the prices just to have enough to build a stronger economy for ourselves.

I think we should stop focusing on development through aid and all that BS and start focusing on releasing ourselves from the claws of neocolonialism and the "nail-hammer syndrome" where we are the nails that are driven into the wood by the hammer(North).

easy like Sunday MORNING!

2008-10-12T00:23:00.001-07:00

Saturday was not so good a day for me. I think I had too much to drink on friday. Yes me, Steph, James and Libby went out to Champs. Karaoke was delayed a bit so the first hour there was kinda boring. But eventually the night wasn't as fun as I expected cuz Shuron wasn't there to rock the place so, what the heck. Oh yea and one little detail I shouldn't forget, my former supervisor at Ecobank was there and.... HE WAS DANCING!! AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA...LMAO!!!! Man, he looked hilarious. He looked like an anime character that had been hit with a bolt of lightening, except he had a very serious face that cracked me up!

So today looks promising. I feel much better this morning I think, except my neighbours came knocking at my door at an unholy hour and what did they want? For me to do their ties for them... how annoying. Church starts at nine and I'm having second thoughts about going but I think I'll be there eventually. I always look forward to a good resting Sunday with God and "beholding the sweet faces of the beloved Saints".
I'm applying to work with BSL and have contacted June, sent in my resume. If things go well I can only hope to do nothing but add my two cents to the organization and learn as much as I can. I read June's profile online and one word.... AMAZING!! and she's not even thirty yet. I'm looking forward to watching the documentaries she's published so far. One was with our ex-president, Mr. BOOM a.k.a. Jerry a.k.a. Johnny Johnny a.k.a. Ghana's Show Boy!!!............. so yea, I'm hoping for the best cuz I have a lot to offer. It'll be a shame if they turn me down.

The Willing Slave and "Rewarding" Master??

2008-10-10T01:47:00.000-07:00

This semester I'm taking a course in International Political Economy. Under this we're looking at three ideologies of P.E. namely Merchantilism, Economic Liberalism and Marxism. Of course for a realist like me, merchantilism and marxism peeked my curiousity. Why? because merchantilists believe that political regulations create the framework for economic activity and marxists alternatively believe that economics affects and influences politics. In the middle of these thoughts is the liberalist idea that the market has an economic dynamic of its own. As much as the latter is true I have come to believe that politics and economics go hand in hand: there is a cycle that regulates both functions. Politics definataly regulates economic activity and, although the market has its own dynamics, economic activity creates the basis for and affects political power.

Now marxists have a very good point when they rub in capitalism as the not-so-silent factor in the nexus between politics and economics. Think about it, how many times has the market prices ALONE determined government policies?... ALL THE DAMN TIME!! Bourgeoisies are those in control of both political power and the market. They are the same people that are found, together with the proletatiat, in the mist of a class struggle; an exploitation of the the latter by the former which leads to capitalist expansion. I can sum this theory in two words... "voluntary slavery". Proletariats sell their labour for a price and bourgeoisies buy that labour for less that bargained for, but exploit that labour to the fullest. The difference between the actual cost of labour and the agreed upon cost is the bourgeois's profit, hence the expansion at the cost of the majority. Politics is, to a large extent determined by this socio-economic context. In effect the main actors in International political Economy are the classes in society and the economic goal is the class (bourgeoisie) interest.

AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH!

September 20th

2008-09-20T03:15:00.000-07:00

If we could push ajar the gates of life,
And stand within, and all God's working see,
We might not interpret all this doubt and strife,
And for each mystery could find a key.

But not today. Then be content, poor heart;
God's plans, like lillies pure and white, unfold,
We must not tear the close-shut leaves apart-
Time will reveal the calyxes of gold.

And if, through patient toil, we reach the land
Where tired feet, with sandals loosed, may rest,
When we shall clearly know and understand,
I think that we shall say, "God knew best."

I Love GHANA!!!

2008-09-20T02:50:00.000-07:00

People who know me will say that I'm not the most patriotic citizen- I haven't bothered to register to vote, I don't care much about national issues unless it concerns me, the only time I worry about the nation is when prices take flight.... but, I am happy to be Ghanaian! Not too many people enjoy the freedom and easy life we have here in Ghana. Ghana is slow, yes it's true, but maybe that's why we have less stress to deal with as compared to say, USA (freedom with hard labour). And I become more grateful to God for my country when foreigners come here and don't wanna leave. Why? because Ghana ROCKS!! They be talking like, "OMG I LOVE YOUR COUNTRY!! There's such unity and peace and so many many wonderful places to see, and, Y"ALL ARE SUCH NICE PEOPLE!......." As rich as other countries are, they cannot afford basic simple pleasure that we freely enjoy here. So much love, tranquility, happiness, togetherness, safety (arguably).... and my favourite part is that you can download as much of anything as you want and no one gives a damn!
Basically I think the terms developing country and HIPC together, is prolly the best thing that has happened to this country. If ever we develop into a country like the USA, I'll migrate to another developing country... Rwanda maybe.

How LAME is this??

2008-09-11T04:57:00.000-07:00

Sen. John McCain (R-Ariz) used the announcement of his vice-presidential pick, Alaska Governor Sarah Palin, to blast the experience of his Democratic rival, Sen. Barack Obama (D-Ill), arguing that Sen. Obama has never been the mayor of a 5,000-person town.
"The Presidency of the United States of America is the toughest job on the planet," Sen. McCain said. "And my friends, the best testing ground for that job is being the mayor of a 5,000-person town in Alaska."
Sen. McCain unleashed a savage attack on Sen. Obama, claiming that his Democratic opponent would be "at a loss" when faced with the challenges of running a 5000-person municipality in Alaska.
"Let's say a constituent calls you and says that a caribou has wandered onto his front lawn," he said. "My friends, Barack Obama wouldn't know what to do."
He used the hypothetical situation to draw a sharp contrast with his vice-presidential choice: "Sarah Palin would take out her gun and shoot the caribou."
Mr. McCain said that an understanding of foreign affairs, Congress, and other issues that a president has to deal with is "overrated," adding, "That's what ‘Presidency for Dummies' is for."
While saying that her "vast experience" was the main reason he selected Gov. Palin, Sen. McCain said that she also had the other three qualifications he was looking for in a vice president: "She is pro-life, pro-drilling, and willing to housesit."

My laptop

2008-09-11T03:37:00.000-07:00

My laptop got infected and I formatted it. Lost all my drivers and what's worse, it functions best with Windows XP Home. I installed professional. I'm not amused at all!!! Downloaded the drivers but apparently I cannot open the zipped files. A PUS SPEWING BLOODGUTTED HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My life is in ruin! ASARE! when's my laptop coming???!!!!!

International Students

2008-09-11T02:52:00.001-07:00

I love the fact that foreigners come to Ghana and are always eager to try out local stuff: eat local dishes at chop bars, go to the beach, shop at the markets(instead of shopping mall), and my favourite.... PICK THE DAMN TROTRO! I decided to live in the International Students Hostel for my final year and it seems like this year has brought in foreigner froom different parts of the world; America, Germany, Venezuela, Czech Republic(my roomie and his 'best' friend), Austria, Norway, Asia, Nigeria of course, South Africa and a few more I seem to have forgotten. It's fun for me to break outta my Ghanaian shell and try out stuff with them, learn from them and be their guide one way or the other.
Two things every foreign student learns to get used to is Twi and the trotro. They are the vessels on which they sail on the high seas of their "new world". Everyone of them has a story to tell about Ghanaians and the trotro palavas and market fights and Ghanaian culture........ Scratch all that! I'm beginning to write an essay.

Ok so people I've met so far: Deseree, Shuron, Ciara, Vlasta(roomie), Martin, Ewhenia, Crystal, Tosten, Julie, Mary-Beth, Mats, Owa, Danielle, Isaac, Easton, Efua, Leslie. All great people.

The return

2008-09-02T05:43:00.000-07:00

PWCoopers

2008-07-31T07:30:00.000-07:00

My big brother just finished 4yrs of uni edu. He recently wrote an aptitude test for PriceWaterhouse and was called for an interview last week. He drove out like a conqueror in a nice suit(accompanied with my tie, lol) and returned homw like the King he is (his name is Nana). The interview had gone well and we were happy for him: making all sorts of noise and jumping around like toads. my mum, kid bro and I were outside acting the fool with him- taking silly pictures and one very funny interview on video(I was the interviewer).................. The week before the interview he was really trying to get his skill right... reading materials and attending two mock interviews. All that paid off and we're grateful to God for his mercies. Hopefully he'll be called for an appointment and then it's one down, three more to go..........................................................................................................................................................................................am finding it hard to download the video

My dog takes lipton....

2008-07-19T00:30:00.001-07:00

I'm beginning to believe that one of my dogs- terry - is a sophisticated, refined english man in dog's clothing. He's the gentle type, doesn't play much, minds his own business and barks when the need arises. He thinks like a man too... Anyway so yesterday i threw out the lipton tea bag my dad used and the next moment terry moved gracefully to it, picked it without sniffing(like he was already accustomed to tea) and swallowed it. He did one thing though: he left the leaf end of the tea bag hanging out of his mouth as if to show as proof of his aristocratic deed.

The Bathroom Affair...

2008-07-11T03:17:00.000-07:00

You know how in movies, a girl gets her boyfriend to come home and they're doing theur own thing and, suddenly her dad comes home so she hides her boy in the closet or under the bed? Well it happened yesterday, only, the characters were different and nobody was dating anybody.... I was working in my boss's home office when Didi called me up to let me know she was gonna pass by. I said ok, but called my boss to find out if it was ok to let a friend(yes she's a friend) into the house. Naturally he disagreed but it was too late. Minutes after Didi arrives and she first eats her food at the dining table and bla bla lalaa(during that time I called the driver to let me know as soon as boss left his office but he didn't!!)... Just seconds after she finished there was a car at the gate. You guessed right, MY BOSS! OMG what was i gonna go. Didi was startled but I kept my cool and the only thing I could think of was to hide her. Where? In THE TOILET!! She rushed in, I picked her bag from the office and she locked herself in there. Before he came in we agreed that if he found out someone else was in the house we'd lie that she was running and had to use the toilet(LMAO). Luckily he(boss) didn't spend too much time at home. After he left I asked Didi to come out and just so to be certain, she flushed the toilet(ain't she smart?...lol). Man, talk about close call! But I think he was suspicous because he asked me why the door was locked. I don't even remember locking it so I told a lie.

If he ever reads this..... Boss, I'm sorry. But I had a hilarious time. I do respect your privacy though. Peace

This week...

2008-07-09T04:32:00.000-07:00

Sunday's service was a blast! I had a great time worshiping amd praising God: Praise Sunday, nothing like it. No boring sermon(hardly), just songs and dance and praise and a general happy feeling. Plus they say yours truly was looking good, lol....

This week:
Jason got a job at KPMG, Brian is working with American Airlines, Gasper is giving to get and, the travel gods Sarkwah and Joe, are still in Ghana. Cyril is at Uinque Trust and Joe at the security firm. Looks like ma ppl are all working. Kudos to Jason for making it to KPMG... a step ahead.
Met up with Brian and H.S. yesterday and we went to Tema after work. Good ride back and forth. going back home the taxi driver mentioned that a toyota corolla(aben wo ha) was being sold for GhC2500. I'm thinking I wanna buy it and use it as a taxi. it should fetch a good sum of money monthly to cover little expenses plus savings and all that.
Today is just dry. I'm picking some moves that hopefully will pull through just fine. I'm getting a little worried about work and it's dormancy. L8ly i haven't been active and I think I'm gaining 'occupational weight'. Nonetheless I need a raise in salary or some benefit of some sort- like a company car to transport me from home to work and vice versa. I'm spending too much on transporation these days and it's not even in a taxi... TROTRO fit chop like GhC100 monthly! Why! See why I need to learn how to fly?

Finding myself again...

2008-07-09T03:49:00.000-07:00

Been a while now. Life's just not happening at home and work. I need to get back to uni: moving to final year and am getting a single room- the room is a big deal for me cuz i need to be in absolute control over everything in my final year. No bother at all and you can control human traffic in and outta yer room..............................
So i seem to have backslidden from some values I hold very dear. My mind is ever steadly evolving and my character is quite consistent with it except, character wants to break free from mind's control. That's where the backsliding begins. It's like a fertilized ovary that has the sperm trying to detach itself. You can't have that happening in nature. That's freaky- yes, i'm afraid i'm getting freaky. But it's all good because the first step to redemption is knowledge: recognising that you have a fault and then working towards erasing it from your life. And believe you me, i'm on that road to redemption.

kkbite beach....

2008-07-02T02:56:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was republic day. Usually i'd sit at home watching tv running errands, cleaning, etc.. not yesterday. I had a blast! at kkbite beach. we had a companies retreat at my boss's beach house. O&B, Beekman, creatuveHub, friends family and affiliates were all there. Was more like a hangout than a party of any sort. Ok so RollCall..... Sexy DJ Thelma (Beekman), her sister Cassie and bro Steve, Hilly-Bo(O&B), Elikem(O&B), Amina(O&B) n family, Nuti(O&B) n family, Pst. Kuma (O&B) n family (including Genevive) Jemma Sangari (Farmer George), Daniel(Barclays),... plenty plenty plenty more.
Lunch wasn't the best. I mean i've had better from the chef. I guess he just wasn't up to it. meat sucked but the salad was ok aaaa. I think it was continental so u just had to appreciate it and say something like, "Mmmm, this is different. What's it called again?" Yea, so we played soccer, volley, ate, drank, danced a lil, fooled around, played with the water, walked along the beach, bla bla la laaa. I was surprised to see Genevive there. Apparently her sister is married to Pst Kuma so she tagged along. Later in the evening I hanged with her. While we were walking along the shore we came across some rastafarian doing his own thing- martial arts of some sort. Looked like Tai Chi (or more like, Ras Chi). For a moment we didn't wanna go his direction cuz we thought he might be high, you know, FEELIN IRAY, WANTEN NOTTIN AT OL! Later there was this guy who moved around like a fish after bathing in the sea. Maybe he was practising Kung Fish. Weird ppl at the beach man.
So we (boss, chef n I) finally left the house at about six, I got home at ten went straight to bed after talking to a friend and here I am back in the office. Good times man, good times.....
Oh yea, one little detail: I took pictures and video. Pix are on my facebook page so...

Price and gender....

2008-06-29T05:35:00.001-07:00

I was on my way to church today, got to Madina and saw something really interesting. A public urinal close to a bus stop had inscribed on it:
Public Wee Wee
Females- 50pesewas
Males- 70pesewas
......where in the world do men pay more than women to take a piss? Is it because it's easier for men to whip out their doodles to piss, or the owner thinks men are messy when they pee? Personally i think the owner is a pervert. He must have a peep hole at the women's side to cover for the 20p difference.

Anyway nuff about that.... Today's a sunday and i'm just from church. Preacher talked about evangelism and the many ways we can share the gospel. Speaking of which, i'm gonna put up another blog for sunday stuff you know, so we can share what we listen to at church and all. If you read this don't forget to check the sunday blog out and add your lessons as well

Which is which?

2008-06-28T02:51:00.001-07:00

A doctor enters his office and the wind blows all his files into a scatter. He finds that of Mrs. Smith but her lab test result is mixed with others and he can't tell which is which.
He finally narrows down to two test results and decides to call Mrs. Smith's house. Mr. Smith answers the phone. "Mr. Smith, this is Dr. Jenkins. I have bad news. Your wife either has AIDS or Alzheimer's disease. I don't know which."
"Well what should i do?" asked Mr. Smith.
"Drop her off at the edge of town," says the doctor, "and if she finds her way back, DON'T F**K HER!"

P.S.: If you don't get this joke, refer to the dictionary for the Alzheimer's disease.

Confession

2008-06-28T02:36:00.001-07:00

A woman takes a lover some while her husband is away. Unknown to her, her nine year old son is in the closet. Her husband comes home unexpectedly, so she puts her lover in the closet with the little any. The little boy says, "Dark in here." the man responds, "Yes it is."
Boy- "I have a base ball"
Man- "That's nice"
Boy- "Wanna buy?"
Man- "No, thanks."
Boy- "my dad's outside"
Man- "Ok, how much?"
Boy- "$250."
The next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the same lover are in the closet together.
Boy- "Dark in here"
Man- "Yes it is"
Boy- "I have a baseball glove"
The lover remembering the last time, asked the boy, "How much"
Boy- "$750."
Man- "Fine"
A few days later the boy's father tells him to go get his baseball and gloves to play with. The boys mentions that he sold then for $1000. The father says, "That's a terrible thing to do, selling those things for way more than they cost. I'm gonna take you to church to make your confessions.
At the church the father sits the boy in the confession booth and shuts the door.
The boy says, "Dark in here"
Priest- "Don't start that shit again!"

Race of men....

2008-06-28T01:32:00.001-07:00

My friend Kofi Quansah's father died a while ago. May his soul rest in peace. The funeral's today and i'm gonna be there. Ruth's father also died in the latter part of last semester. Before that, her room mate's father had died earlier in the year. Theophilia's brother died last semester too... Men, i think, are becoming an endangered species.

Last sunday....

2008-06-27T15:15:00.001-07:00

I think i'm gonna add what i listen to at church to this blog. Just this past sunday preacher was talking about financial matters (No, not 'get rich quick' techniques like most charismatic churches are doing). The sermon was about spending money and acquiring assets the Godly way. You know, about how God demands tithe, deserves offering, directs expenses and protects savings. He was talking about storing treasures in heaven and giving to the Lord what is due him and then said this little joke: A man and his wife had two calves. They decided to offer one to the Lord but didn't know which one to because both were well fattened. Well then, they sleep over it till the next morning when the wife goes to the farm to check on the calves. One had died overnight. She quickly runs back to her husband and says: 'Mi wura(my husband) the Lord's calf is dead'... Secondly there was a story about greed, desiring what's more than enough for us: A chief summoned his villagers to his presence and asked them to go into his forest to pick land for themselves on condition that if they made it back to the palace before 6pm he'd grant them whatever land they picked. One surveyor after seeing how rich the land was decided to go deeper into the forest to mark a larger portion for himself. Time passed by as he strayed deeper and before he could notice, it was almost 6pm. He began to run back, bruising himself in thorns and thickets. He got to the palace doors a minute before time and collapsed in front of it. The chief came out and said, "You've picked good land but you didn't meet my condition. Alas i'll give you land anyway... Men, measure six feet for him and dig." i think we all know the morale of this story.

Sound of music....

2008-06-25T12:39:00.001-07:00

In this part of the world music is becoming part of our daily lives. What i've noticed though is that most people are only hearing, others just follow the crowd, and when asked what kind of music they like to listen to most ppl (christians) tend to start with Gospel... Of course we know that! You practically sing gospel every sunday, you must like it!.... Anyway back to my point. Why does everyone have to listen to only hip-hop because it's the 'in thing', or lil wayne just because his songs are hot. I do agree that these artistes are really good and they put us in the party mood (i listen to em too) but, really, have we tried to veer off this road to consider other genres? Jazz, funk, rock, soul, classicals, opera? You don't always have to like the song, just appreciating it's kind is enough. I mean how many people know anything about music working magic in you, an intensely self-satisfying rhythm that raptures you into your own immortal peace. I like music, always looking to try out a new genre. Recently i've been listening to avril lavigne, indie arie, mozart, maria callas, anthony hamilton, erykah badu bob marley and some old school like doug e. Fresh, slick rick, DJ Kool,.. All these artistes are fabulous, intelligent, good musicians. I'm amazed at how much talent is out there and it's these little diversities that make the music part of my life very fulfilling. Seriously, i admire ppl who possess real passion for music and really listen. Ppl like Christiana, Eddie, Cyril, Maame Ajoa and of course yours truly. Yes i love myself.

trotro palava...

2008-06-25T03:07:00.001-07:00

Word just in: Eddie's gotta job. Kudos brov!..... I was thinking this morning that em, i just might take up a job as a trotro mate for the first two weeks or more after i complete uni. it's something never done before by an educated Ghanaian so ppl will think it's weird that after my hard earned degree doing something like that is quite foolish. But, i've got my reasons. I'm a people person so i stand to gain a lot. if you want to understand a market, go to the grass roots.

On my way home...

2008-06-24T10:56:00.001-07:00

So i didn't do much today at work. Nothing to do actually. My boss is supposed to approve of a document before i can proceed with the rest of my work, he hasn't done that yet and he's blaming me for his inconveniences. How shallow..... This trotro i sat in is breaking all traffic regulations until he meets a bus full of policemen cutting into the road before him. The driver gets startled and his engine goes off, right in front of the police bus. Now he's scared and confused (the reason is obvious). Luckily for him the worst was averted. None of the men in uniform alighted to question him. He did receive a rain of insults though... Shortly after a hawker gets hit by a cycler and loses her bowl of iced water, well most of it. They both stop and look at each other expecting the other to start a quarrel; nothing. The cycler rides away and end of story.... Oh yeah and earlier on i went to see Taylor, a friend. Been a year or so since i saw him. Funny, he lives not too far from my work place. Also Azuma lost the fight against Jeff, as expected. He's not in shape at all.

Bawku

2008-06-24T04:20:00.001-07:00

those barbarians should be alienated by the military. how can you let a horse determine your fate? i think the military should place a dome over that township and contract suicide bombers to alienate them all. we don't need such animals in ghana.

Bawku

2008-06-24T04:20:00.000-07:00

politics and a half baked society....

2008-06-24T03:29:00.000-07:00

the past weekend has been tragic. a number of deaths in three consecutive days. a few road accidents between last week and saturday inclusive, a woman is ran over by a train on sumday. then just yesterday the first bank robbery ever in Ghana (i think) at ecobank, madina. one cop was shot in the process. robbers made away with GhC60000. sad thing is, the madina police chased them with a taxi... A TAXI?!! OMG! incompetent men in uniform. i think it's time for Military rule in Ghana. the army should take over the streets and command (not enforce) law and order..... today The Professor, ZUMZUM is gonna fight Feneche after 10yrs of inactiveness. so help us God, this doesn't become the next tragedy in the week........ oh yea, of course the once almighty Tsikata's case. for a man once so powerful to be thrown into the worst jail in Ghana among common criminals. this law concerning causing financial loss is pretty whack. if it's to be implemented fully then all public servants should be jailed. am not defending Tsikata but think about it - public servants get to work at 10am, go to lunch at 11.30am and go home afterwards, then at the end of the month they get paid for working 8hrs a day. that's gross financial loss! well the NDC passed the law but seems like NPP is working it against them. POLITICS, what a 'lovely' game.

Links:
http://www.tv3.com.gh/new/news/news_details.asp?newsid=6398
http://www.tv3.com.gh/new/news/news_details.asp?newsid=6395

To be late or to be the late....

2008-06-24T02:36:00.000-07:00

I'm on my way to work. Didn't exactly leave home early. Work begins at eight and it's already nine thirty, still nowhere near work. Anyway i have an office of my own plus i don't work under supervision so i guess i'll let myself off the hook this time. Unless, my boss is still in my office: he usually leaves by eight. In that case i'll be late for work and the late Kobe asiedu.

Scary but funny

2008-06-23T09:43:00.000-07:00

..... Just offed from a bus and i saw the most hilarious, explicit,scary, dangerous thing... Under a shed a mother takes out her breast to feed her baby. The size of one jug, OMG! HUGE! and sagging of course. Baby on her lap, she fixes the nipple inte his mouth, drops the breast and guess what, the baby is suffocating. She'd prolly be better off flipping the jug to her baby with it on her back. LMAO

Still june 23rd

2008-06-23T08:56:00.001-07:00

So i realised i mistakenly added today's blog to april's empty space.
No big deal:... Couldn't go to eddie's after all. He might be thinking
it's because his internet link is down is why. Truth is i'm not used
to going to his end without a ride: and i'm not driving today. Some
friend huh. Anyway in case you didn't know i'm posting this from my
phone, in a taxi, on my way home from work. SWELL!..... Just got
inside a trotro, front seat, lol. Traffic is just about mounting up.
I'm thinking about my upcoming advert, breaking up and starting all
over, the dog business, investments, work, life after school, early
retirement, God, my brother... Life places so much responsibilities on
us and sometimes i think i get the largest share on particular days.
Then when you think you've had enough, women come in and fancy
themselves your responsibility too. But of course you're responsible
for whoever you fall for... to some extent! Anyway this talk is
history. Presently i'm settling. I have one job, one family, one
education, and one woman should complete the circle among others. I'm
looking to meet new people. Funny, fun, interesting, intelligent,
silly, witty, adventurous, sensible, worthwhile people. If one word
could describe my mood right now... Diversity.

23rd June

2008-04-19T03:07:00.000-07:00

exactly 13 days after my bday. back to work at beekman, away from the boredom at home. surprisingly there's not much to do on my first day. can't say much about work though (it's classified). my boss tells me he's travelling tomorrow and needs someone (me) to watch the house for him for a token of free food, a car (with fuel) and 24/7 internet and DStv. pretty cool offer right? but i turned down the offer. not because i wanted to but well some unresolved issues at home..... okso it's 14:42pm, done with work and i need to leave for eddie's end. he doesn't have power so i guess imma jus catch up with him on the past three months or so. not sure but i just might not go see him. it's almost three and the traffic after five is not so pleaasant.... mum's got a good thing coming up and an advertisement i did for papa is paying off after a long wait. i'm generally, absoposilutively thankful.