Some storos…
- Does Safaricom Bambanet herald the dawn of affordable internet access in Kenya? Lets hope the connectivity speed matches up to the pricing. Users of the service, please let us know.
- No afro’s please, we’re a law firm. What the hell? I’m a bit sensitive to this issue being a black, afro-rocking, nose-ring wearing, woman who spent time working at a law firm that’s about as white shoe as it gets. I wasn’t rocking a ‘fro at the time, but a clean-shaven head (and hoops!)…which I guess also qualifies “political.” I did try and compensate for being “political” with Ann Taylor and Banana Republic..hehehe…my clad game was always on point. I remember wondering whether I needed to tone down my “political” look when I was interviewing with firms…I ended up deciding that any firm that had a problem with my look and that chose to focus on that rather than my abilities was not a place where I wanted to be anyway. A bit naive? Perhaps. But we all know that zungs get away with a lot stuff that’s a lot more unprofessional looking in my opinion (like khakis that look like, as my mum would say, they’ve just been spat out of a cow’s mouth). I had a point. I really did…
- Why the hell was Sisi Majitu so scary (there is a wikipedia entry on Majitu!)? I was thinking the other day, it was just a bunch of painted guys running around but it might have as well been Freddie Kruger as far as tois were concerned. Goes to show you what potential locally produced content has. The program came to mind when I was thinking about just how different Baby KP’s childhood will be from mine, with the Disney channel and the cartoon network and no neighbourhood kids and no bladah and no Kini Macho…it’s so ironic…I’ll be able to provide her with a lot of the material things I didn’t have growing up, but not the ability to leave the house and play outside with akina-nani…ati we’ll be of playdates and ish…very strange for the esto product that I am.
Side story: Sisi Majitu was filmed on one of my rela’s property in Maseno. He was an artist with a huge gallery on his property. Anyway, during one of our trips to my dad’s shags he took us over to visit. Me and my cousins were petrified all the way…it’s just that you didn’t negotiate with parents…we were convinced that majitus would attack us the minute we left the car
We survived and lived to brag to our classmates when the hols were over.
Eh, this was supposed to be a quick hits post. I got a bit carried away.
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