My date with Tumwijuke

30 08 2009

So as we had pre-arranged it, I agreed to meet her at that quiet hang out in Entebbe called Q’s Joint…. It was a stray Sunday evening with no plans of heading to work the next day, as I, B2B was on leave for a few days… and Tumwi… well being freelance is her thing….

So I arrived on time as I sometimes do for all the dates I have been on, and called her like a gentleman does when I didn’t see her seated in the spot she had chosen. She told me to just look in the left corner of the spot and come and sit next to her. I waved and went to the bar and asked to have the waiter come over to where we were seated…

So, as I walked towards her, she did not flinch, she just continued looking at me like I was the usual suspect and I indeed read her mind and did Verbal Kint’s lame walk reminiscent of the Kaiser Soze in…………

Anyways, that didn’t cause any appreciation as the real reason whey we had agreed to hook-up was primarily business… It went like this:

B2B: howdie Miss Tumwi… Thank you for turning up!

Tumwi: Basiks, I see you appreciate time keeping! That is a good sign!

B2B: Yeah, I learnt the hard way… Missed a few deals because I assumed people were on Ugandan time like I was!

Tumwi: I know the feeling Basiks…. One if the main drivers of Uganda’s Private Sector is time keeping…. The reverse is true for the honourable state employees!

B2B: you hit the nail right on the head Tumwi

After the waiter came by, and we had ordered; (no prizes for guessing)

I had a cup of stir fried rice with vegetables and grilled fish fillet with a touch of tarter-sauce, while the lady had pork chops n’ebigenerako! With a cold beer for me, and a glass of *&#$%@ cocktail, which I can not name here, as the joint has some innocent readers!

We talked about the possibility of setting up a News/ Knowledge Portal that would envy The Sun, The RedPaper, and BBC’s The WeakestLink! We chatted at length about is disadvantages and impracticalities in a very different type set-up in a country like ours. She seemed pretty skeptical, but I asked her how the concept of Uganda Health Marketing Group came up with the TV program that airs on Sundays and has Irene Kulabako as its host with Abbey Mukiibi! She didn’t react much, till I finished my point!

She then asked me the target audience!

I told her the main target is intended to begin at the age of 15 i.e those that have just started O’Level… and my reason was the fact that the information diarrhea that is seeping through Uganda’s teenage population is nasty! Young people know  more about a certain Mr. Keifer Bauer, wait… a certain Jack Sutherland than what is going on in our very own Teso! People are amazed when the lightening Bolt decimated the 100m WR, but do not even know about Moses Kipsiro’s mishap as he ended up 4th in Berlin a few days ago!

The youth are more conscious about Dr. Meredith Grey’s age and on-going happy humping with a handsome brain surgeon than the plight facing the state of public health institutions in our own country!

This got her going, as she added the fact that the mess of the Ugandan education system is one that has been gradually spread and not listened too by those that set it up for the lower numbered population in the 1960s and 70s…. You should have seen the disgust on her face when I asked her comments on the unaccounted for public funds that are being wasted in trying to develop a National Construction company t compete with the Zzimwe’s, ROKO’s and Pearl Engineering type firms in Uganda!

It is amazing when you sort of share the same or should I say similar rants with someone who effortlessly expresses them!

The discussion reached its high point when she asked me how this plan is intended to work! I told her that we embark on a regional school drive spending time with students across different regions alerting them of the rot that is going on in the Ugandan public administration system… Alert them that not all is lost, but lobbying done to parliament is allowing the inclusion of a few new subjects in the curriculum like entrepreneurship, personal money, and career guidance  that will allow them to start thinking deeply about themselves and their impact in the future, by making better choices now….

The discussion ended a little earlier than we had envisaged, but it was time well spent!

I am not going to bother letting you know that Tumwi was wearing a dark coloured skirt with a light top which showed off her cleavage…. Ok, not that I was looking! And also that she has a dope i-phone… also, she is very eloquent even more so than she sounds in her posts! And on top of that, her head contains lots of information about Uganda…. as you listen to her, you can’t fail to see her love for this country, and one day perhaps…. she could harbour some potential leadership ambitions….

She didn’t even flinch when I asked her this. All she did was say she would love to act as a voice for the ones that are down! And not as a full fledged politician! She did draw some lovely inspiration from the late Corazon Aquino and Benazir Bhutto!

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Anyways, nuff with the fiction, me and Tumwi on a date to discuss basikness is a dope idea! But she has bigger fish to fry, not so Tumwi…

hola





instant

27 05 2009

The only thing I know which comes out instant is coffee… The one that you just order off the supermarket shelf and just stir in a cup of boiling hott water. Truth be told, that this coffee is actually made from the poorer quality coffee beans and is not really appreciated by the aficionados of coffee….

In life, the word gratification is not usually minced… it means what it means, and as a result, can be many a time misinterpreted as something that one feels that has to come immediately after receiving something! The commonest occurrence is if you are walking with your sexiness and she sees a pair of shoes at the fancy shoe store at the new Oasis shopping centre and she batters her eyelids at you!

If you tell her you are heading to the bathroom for a Number_One, and you will be right back, you will be able to sneak by the emergency ATM account and grab a kewl amount of Moolah and go buy the damn shoes when she is looking and get that Instant Coffee thing right there similar to gratification…

Yet, if you act like nada has phased you, and then enter the shop with you and take peak at the price…. make a deal with the hott sales girl about keeping you a pair in size 5 and a half, then turning up the next week with the moolah and the tip for the aforementioned hottsaleschic, you are lining yourself up for some deeper appreciation and no necessary instant coffee coz in this situation, you are building up the anticipation without her knowing nada….

The fact that dealing with the NOW as opposed to the SOON is a nasty thing!

We are in an era when there are so so many options, and hopping from one to another seems and feels so natural!!

I am not an expert, but I am learning everyday how to flush so many crappy things that I feel are totally useless for the time being and learning to not only focus, but to re-focus!





If Today Was Your Last Day….

14 03 2009

My best friend gave me the best advice/ he said each day’s a gift & not a given right
Leave no stone unturned/ leave your fears behind
And try to take the path less travelled by/ that first step you take is the longest stride

if today was your last day/ and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?/ would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?/ donate every dime you had?
If today was your last day….

Against the grain should be a way of life/ what’s worth the price is always worth the fight
Every second counts ’cause/ there’s no second try
So live like you’re never livin twice/ don’t take the free ride in your own life


If today was your last day/ and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?/ would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?/ donate every dime you had?
If today was your last day….

Reminisce old memories?/ would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one your dreaming of?/ swear up & down to God above
That you’ll finally fall in love?/ if today was your last day
If today was your last day….

Would you make it up by mending a broken heart/ you know it’s never too late
To shoot for the stars/ regardless of who you are/ so do whatever it takes
’Cause you can’t rewind/ a moment in this life/ let nothing stand in your way
Cause the hands of time are never on your side

If today was your last day/ and tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?/ would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?/ donate every dime you had?
Would you call those friends you’ve never seen?/ reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?/ would you find that one your dreaming of?
Swear up & down to God above/ that you’ll finally fall in love?
if today was your last day…

Nickelback’s Chad Kroeger





~quoting~number~14~ish

11 03 2009

“This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill/ Fifteen percent concentrated power of will/ Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain/ And a hundred percent reason to remember the name…….”

Fort Minor’s track…

“Remember the name”





samedrama

10 03 2009

Have you ever noticed that people are so much more willing to share their “issues” with people that they relate to a lot more than you who they do not relate to?

I know, it sounds like another one of my usual posts,huh?

Just imagine, you were hustling on the school team (rugby team Tandra, not chess?) and you went ahead and scored a smoothe try just like Brian O’Driscoll… (wouldn’t expect you to understand who Brian is!!), and you sensed some danger ahead and you still dived in headfirst for the clutch tackle…

You get the sweetest tackle, and in the process save the team from conceding a try and with it, a bonus point…

You also graze your cheek against the freshly cut lawn, get burn marks on your fore-arms and also can’t feel the lower part of your left leg… you carry on for a few minutes and even finish the game…

When you head out to the infirmary, the school nurse tells you that you was damn lucky…

“B2B, you actually cracked your metatarsal and the fact that you stayed playing on the pitch, its a wonder how you managed to not aggravate the foot even more”

“You need your foot to be put in a cast ASAP…”

I looked at her and chuckled to me’self. She calmly told me that “coz you’re a young man, it will not hurt now, but when you take a shower and the body relaxes, the pain will come alive”

I sniggered to me’self, but told her I would come back immediately after taking the shower… I did so, after a change of clothes and in between looking for a pair of slip-ons, my foot started aching… (excuse the modesty, this shyte was painful)

You know that pain where you can feel your heart beat at the point of throbbing stinging-ness and you just know you will not sleep at all….

You head straight to the nurse who is looking at you with those i-told-you-so eyes… Next day, at the Orthopaedic Doctor,he asks you if there’s anyone you know who has smashed a bone…

Why, he says, is coz you need to share the experience and let them tell you how exactly nasty it was, and the fact that it is all just an experience…

What his point is or rather was, is the fact that when you are hustling with some shyte, and espeshlee the hard shyte, it does help sometimes to share that drama (not all of it though) with someone close to you!

He also said that if you share it with someone who has been through similar shyte, it somehow feels so much easier, doesn’t it?

I could be wrong though…

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Someone hola at Val, for me when she gets this, and somebody please tell Mrs.B2B that it would be nice to read something from her, innit???

Sy, you’s ok? and Chanel (wink**), Cheri (no winks***), AuntiePop (how is UnclePop), Erique, Tumwijuke…. SoloDawg, Apr9, Thanks for nominating at the B2B Awards…

wait, Tumwi should not be on this list!!