"I think i have forgotten my password!" I thought despairingly to myself as i typed into my blogs' password box for five times straight and the screen returned the same dull message "Wrong password or email combination"
I looked unbelievingly at the screen, and my thoughts flew straight to the night before, steak-out where i had, out of pure merriment and happiness, imbibed two quarters of Uganda Waragi, a gin famous for causing memory loss, where your brain, out of defiance, decides to wipe itself out, getting an eraser and with a deliberate rejoinder to the alcohol contents making it uneasy, wipes, slowly by slowly, everything, there goes your mother's name. There goes the coordinates to your house. And with it all, goes the password to your blog.
Keeling from the night before, it's decadence and alcoholic marathon, i banged my head against the screen as if to jump-start my brains memory. Brain jams. I bang, brain instead fires back synapses causing a blinding headache.
I thought of the google account i opened when i started the blog, and the same email/password combination to said account matches with blog email/password entry combo, this meant that i could'nt use the helpful line below on the blogger screen that says, with a tinge of amusement "Forgotten your password? click here!"
I decide to wait it out (only option left).
I called a friend who regaled stories of bloggers who frequently complain about their pages getting burgled by hackers, forgodknowswhatreason! Blogger.com does the obvious, locks the account. When the hapless blog owner types in the password the next day, (fresh with ideas and stories to share with the world) blogger.com displays dull page, like a heavy tongue hanging out of a cows mouth, immobile, greyed, useless.
Horrific images flashed through my mind (thats the bargain my brain could give me, horrific images! bad brain!!) upward journey, trudging through blogger with a new account, carefully, painstakingly reconstructing my followers lists, and the fan-base i have been growing steadily (yes! i have a fan-base) and all other things that made my pace quicken out of anticipation of the worst!!
...
After two hours of bated trepidation, i typed the password into the beckoning box again, and same blank screen countered, winking at me, as if mocking me. I decided to give up and resignedly went away for the weekend.
This morning, HALLELUJAH!!! (Jumping, banshee-screaming, mixture of belief and disbelief in equal prop) typed in the same password and there! I GOT IN!
I wondered to myself, why was blogger.com acting up the other time? Have the website administrators lost their edge? Why did they lock me out of my own bloody account!!! However, the furor in itself was dulled by the sheer happiness that i could, once agin, post normally into my OWN blog!
YES!!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Kamunye's deplorable picture.
Before i go there, let me indulge you a little in todays new vision hint:
Olara Otunnu (UPC Flag-bearer) is set to walk down the aisle with a one 'Jocelyn Bafokugamba'
New vision says Joyce and Olara met about three years ago in France... 'but their romance has only assumed a new sense of urgency in recent weeks.' Hmmmm...
'His impending marriage should improve his political fortunes in a country which puts a high premium on the family man.' They add.
Either its April Fools day and they mean to mock Olara, grating salt into the rabid insinuations that have been plaguing the poor man since he made an appearance on the Uganda political scene, or it may actually have a hint of truth in it, but i remain skeptical.
On to the next one!
A few days ago, a friend showed me an article in a Luganda version of the Red Pepper infamy called "Kamunye"
Kamunye follows hot on the heels of red-pepper, brandishing cack to all Luganda reading Ugandans willing to 'wag their dogs', Kamunye generously follows routine to indulge the land with images and stories of astoundingly repugnating proportions. A bare breast here, a dirty look up the skirt there, and all sorts of sex-talk that even your garden-variety loud-mouthed self-appointed sex braggadocio will grimace at when his eyes get confronted by rag-tag.
I digress;
Back to the story;
It's about a pastor who was caught in Jinja, flagrante delicto with two guys and,... hold your breath... a GOAT!
Kamunye, the frivolous daily (or weekly) doesn't stop there. It prints a picture!
A picture that is not worthy of a news daily, a picture so sordid i felt compelled to write about it on this blog, a picture that makes you bite your tongue, spill your wine, and choke on your hors d'oeuvres all in rapid succession.
Let me give you a mind visual. Two guys, buck naked, kissing in the background of the picture, holding hands and rubbing nethers against each other, eyes scrunched closed in utter euphoria. Pastor in the foreground, naked as well, looking down at a GOAT! Yes, a goat, giving him head. The pastor looks completely taken in the moment, his eyes are brimming with desire, and the goat! the goat looks like it's expertly sucking him off! Like it has been trained to do this sort of thing, and the picture in question just goes to show that it's another day in the goats' sucking (or suckling) days.
The picture first repulsed me to the core, and then i burst out in raucous laughter, and then something hit me, and i rapidly went solemn. This could be just a prank by this cheap daily, making a statement, equating homosexuality = beastiality. Therefore it's not a big deal that both repulsive acts take place in the same dingy room in Bugembe, Jinja.
Bugembe, famous for its tarty prostitutes, rampant witchcraft with men and women cursing each other in a movemental frenzy, resulting into children born with no eyes or something dark like that, snakes born in the place of one of a twin pair, et al.
My second reaction after peeking at the picture was disbelief, and i made known my reservations to my friend. My skepticism has it that this could be a super-imposed picture, that the goat could have been expertly photo-shopped (inset in place of another person performing fellatio?)
That beastiality and homosexuality are swimming tandem (in that picture) justifies some of Uganda's homophobes who argue, to my chagrin, that homosexuality acts are on the same rung of the ladder with beastiality, and that both deserve the same hot skin-charring coals in the 9th hell.
The story in it's self made little meaning to me, but i did snatch a few sentences that alluded to homosexuality being a western thing. (As if the picture was not damning enough!)
Please, by all means, pick up that copy of Kamunye, issue is a few days gone i know, gasp at lewd picture, read story surreptitiously and subsequently burn page.
This thing should burn out of our heads sooner rather than later, as unbelievingly as it was presented, hot and fast.
I shudder!
Olara Otunnu (UPC Flag-bearer) is set to walk down the aisle with a one 'Jocelyn Bafokugamba'
New vision says Joyce and Olara met about three years ago in France... 'but their romance has only assumed a new sense of urgency in recent weeks.' Hmmmm...
'His impending marriage should improve his political fortunes in a country which puts a high premium on the family man.' They add.
Either its April Fools day and they mean to mock Olara, grating salt into the rabid insinuations that have been plaguing the poor man since he made an appearance on the Uganda political scene, or it may actually have a hint of truth in it, but i remain skeptical.
On to the next one!
A few days ago, a friend showed me an article in a Luganda version of the Red Pepper infamy called "Kamunye"
Kamunye follows hot on the heels of red-pepper, brandishing cack to all Luganda reading Ugandans willing to 'wag their dogs', Kamunye generously follows routine to indulge the land with images and stories of astoundingly repugnating proportions. A bare breast here, a dirty look up the skirt there, and all sorts of sex-talk that even your garden-variety loud-mouthed self-appointed sex braggadocio will grimace at when his eyes get confronted by rag-tag.
I digress;
Back to the story;
It's about a pastor who was caught in Jinja, flagrante delicto with two guys and,... hold your breath... a GOAT!
Kamunye, the frivolous daily (or weekly) doesn't stop there. It prints a picture!
A picture that is not worthy of a news daily, a picture so sordid i felt compelled to write about it on this blog, a picture that makes you bite your tongue, spill your wine, and choke on your hors d'oeuvres all in rapid succession.
Let me give you a mind visual. Two guys, buck naked, kissing in the background of the picture, holding hands and rubbing nethers against each other, eyes scrunched closed in utter euphoria. Pastor in the foreground, naked as well, looking down at a GOAT! Yes, a goat, giving him head. The pastor looks completely taken in the moment, his eyes are brimming with desire, and the goat! the goat looks like it's expertly sucking him off! Like it has been trained to do this sort of thing, and the picture in question just goes to show that it's another day in the goats' sucking (or suckling) days.
The picture first repulsed me to the core, and then i burst out in raucous laughter, and then something hit me, and i rapidly went solemn. This could be just a prank by this cheap daily, making a statement, equating homosexuality = beastiality. Therefore it's not a big deal that both repulsive acts take place in the same dingy room in Bugembe, Jinja.
Bugembe, famous for its tarty prostitutes, rampant witchcraft with men and women cursing each other in a movemental frenzy, resulting into children born with no eyes or something dark like that, snakes born in the place of one of a twin pair, et al.
My second reaction after peeking at the picture was disbelief, and i made known my reservations to my friend. My skepticism has it that this could be a super-imposed picture, that the goat could have been expertly photo-shopped (inset in place of another person performing fellatio?)
That beastiality and homosexuality are swimming tandem (in that picture) justifies some of Uganda's homophobes who argue, to my chagrin, that homosexuality acts are on the same rung of the ladder with beastiality, and that both deserve the same hot skin-charring coals in the 9th hell.
The story in it's self made little meaning to me, but i did snatch a few sentences that alluded to homosexuality being a western thing. (As if the picture was not damning enough!)
Please, by all means, pick up that copy of Kamunye, issue is a few days gone i know, gasp at lewd picture, read story surreptitiously and subsequently burn page.
This thing should burn out of our heads sooner rather than later, as unbelievingly as it was presented, hot and fast.
I shudder!
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