Showing posts with label Stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stuff. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 04, 2011

The Close of 2010


Belated season's greetings & wishing you the best in 2011.

I for one cannot tell you how happy I am to see the end of December. Explanation: my pal, a winter bunny, was around after having been out of the country for more than a decade. We took it upon ourselves to show her the Nairobi night life. Heh! Kenyans can really party! We did the bend-overs the Jazzes (Tuesday & Sunday) the Kidums (though he was a no show) and just about everything else save Monday Reggea as we did need a day of rest. I got home on many a 6am's and can now confidently say I'm too old for this shit (refer to one of the episodes of How I Met Your Mother - season 4).

My short term (and perhaps circumstantial) resolution for the new year is not to spend a shilling on alcohol in January ...

Friday, December 03, 2010

Of Dreams Best Not Caught


You know they say that your dreams are a form of window into your psyche that can really help you figure out what's going on in your life. Like if you dream of shoes that's a dream world metaphor for your love life, so if your dream shoes are stuck in mud, that's where your subconscious feels your love life stands. (See example here on interpretations)

I beg to differ. I have always had the strangest of dreams. Today I'm Rambo/Jack Bauer fighting off terrorists and bad guys and tomorrow my boss is giving me advice on a matter that has never come up. I mean, the other day I wasn't even in my dream. I was watching it in much the way you'd watch a movie. It was about vampires and I even had to snooze my alarm to find out what happens next. It would have been good material for a book though. If dreams are really meant to tell you stuff about yourself then I'm in trouble!

What are your dreams like?