photo doing rounds....

just had to share this (click on image to enlarge)! LOL

Picha Mtaani gets a new website...makofi! makofi!

The Picha Mtaani crew takes their campaign a level up in their efforts to reach young Kenyans Committed to Reconciliation and Bringing real meaningful change in our country…And Together we can heal our nation.

In the new interactive Picha Mtaani website (http://pichamtaani.org/) , you can form your own group, Upload Photos,Videos,podcasts and blog. You will also be able to create communities and groups in your areas of interest.




It will be a platform that will enable you to discuss and engage with other like-minded individuals. So it is my pleasure to invite you to join the Picha Mtaani community at our website; www.pichamtaani.org

They built the website with members in mind, and aim to provide them with an enriching experience on the site.




Follow their fan-page on facebook as well. h

http://www.facebook.com/pages/PICHA-MTAANI/112079958833681?ref=ts

On 3rd -4th July Picha Mtaani exhibition will be Mombasa in Mama Ngina Drive. More details to follow.


info@pichamtaani.org

Coast Nite...

So, Friday I get a call from one goon by the name LazKisau Mbalatya (the guy with the shady pose in that photo) to go for Coast Nite…talk of the allure of the coast..sun, sand and sin!

First, a meeting at Kengeles with Ruthie and Mutheu…who had the guts to tell me to beba minutes of the meeting to carnivore…hebu shake those heads of yours again and again sweethearts!

We first head to Athi River to pick up some two sweethearts, and we lose our way…can't believe we went round and round all in the name of looking for a spot called Vanilla. at the back of my mind, me thought it was a spot for ice-cream and blah blah…reaching there, it looks like a scene in those Texan movies…motorcycles (Harley Davidson's wannabes) greet you as you enter…no loud music and dim lights.

we get to Carni, and the place is jam-packed with the dance floor filled up with rangi-ya-thau mamas…and was baffled as to whether they are dancing or talking…one Alex Kambi Kadzitu tells me that mambo ya Pwani in pole pole…I believe his words, alongside his other sisters who felt it just to heap with my cardigan…Justice will be served unto you two! (thats a story for another day)…then go ahead to grab a glass of mnazi. Am yet to believe the myth behind this drink…whatever it makes big, let it make it bigger!

The dancing is in contrast with what hits you when you attend Kililimbi Nite…at no time will you ever spot a reveler dancing pole pole like a terminator…the guys there kick, throw, hurl, dance as if the world is coming to a stop any second! They call it 'kuukwatika!'

Their dress-code was appealing…well curved to display what needs to be seen…yes, you know what I mean. For Kililimbi Nite, all you need have is a bright colored tee-shirts, jeans and sneakers! Hakuna haja ya sweater! Then their hair style and talking mannerism…coasterians…eeehhh!

After a few too many, the nite starts steaming up and me can’t even follow-up the Spain match. Either the music got higher or my head was starting to get heavy. I blame all this on one Fakii Liwali, you know what you did that evening…I will get you!

Funny enough is that there were also Kao guys in the house...just coz Ukambani borders coast doesn't make you a coasterian! Bet they were there to 'syiima'

Lady Zawadi …

people, whatever this mama eats, drinks, sips, trains on, sleeps on, reads, walks on…I WANT! the mama was gyrating her slender body to the beats of taarab music…76% of all the guys at that stage wanted the chance to get on stage and have a feel (don't ask of what)…so, she gave them guys the chance…was left in stitches!

The mama did a 180, with a bottle of Tusker on her head, then proceeded to do a bend-over…I need her contacts for my next birthday party!

Then they set up the contest for mama's to shake what their mama's gave them! I went blind! Tempted to touch. Kelvin, young as he is had his innocence stolen from him just by seeing, as was for Ben, who almost choked when lady Zawadi pointed at him to come on stage.

Fauz Suleiman…may credit crunch eat you for the rest of your life!

Sad bit

of late, there has been hi-jacking incidences around the Carni-Rafikiz zone…me buddy got pinched by armed goons in a blue Passat ride…they used the same car to hi-jack three different party-goers and robbed them…next time you drinking on that zone and you spot a ride that wants companionship…RUN…DRIVE it like you stole it!

and those blue-dressed guys at LA police station better be told that not everyone that shows up at their station past midnight is drunk! and utumishi in kwa wote, uwe mlevi au la!

Got home at 8.03am…and our security guy, a Lunje asked me a haunting question.."sasa ungekuweko na pipi…"

your take on the vuvuzela!

Perhaps the defining sights to date of the 2010 World Cup have been the sparkling new stadiums or the colorful costumes worn by fans of each of the 32 competing nations. Without a doubt, the defining sound of the tournament has been the droning sound of the vuvuzela, which can be heard by spectators attending the games or by the television viewer. The notable sound has sparked a debate whether the vuvuzela adds or takes away from the World Cup experience.

For local South African football fans, the vuvuzela has been a natural part of the conduct of watching a match, and wonder what is the fuss. However, for international visitors and viewers the sound of the plastic instrument has been a novelty.

This debate dates back to the 2009 Confederations Cup held in South Africa, which may have been the first exposure to the sound for many global football fans. Some called for the vuvuzela to be banned from the stadium by those who said that it took away from the enjoyment of the game. FIFA President Sepp Blatter, however, gave his full backing to allowing the use of vuvuzelas at the 2010 World Cup. He said, “we should not try to europeanise an African World Cup.“

Several Twitter accounts are appearing to encourage more complaints about the vuvuzela @stopvuvuzela, @vuvuneela, and @vuvunee.

your take....

Laura Kaindi...you owe me!

yes...you graduated and I was late for your graduation party...on your birthday, you cut the cake just as I was arriving at the gate!

why dear...why?

Karibu nyumbani!

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