NIMEFIKA...

NINAWIKA... NINAJIENJOYYYY!

(i know i should be saying hi in luganda, but i was taught that word at a bar...silk, where music was at decibles higher than usual, concentration was hard considering the number of shapely ugandan ladies waltzing past, plus i wasn't exactly drinking water you know)

i arrived safely in uganda (many days ago). for all y'all skeptics (sp) akamba does actually get to ug safely...though i do know coz we overtook it along the way. i was in a scandi baby...

will write about the experiences later...plus, yes i finally managed to get into a cyber. my pal has got the wounds to prove it. that's another blog...

meanwhile, i have a martini in the house waiting for me...oh faithful vodoski, i havn't disowned you, it's only that i know what you and me can do together. and i don't think uganda is ready for that.

laters, but if you's in uganda drop me a line and i'll take you round. (i know this place like the back of my ex-chick's hand...huku ni home, daddy) i'm on celtel roaming, though loading a cardi is as hard as it's easy to get pranged on a bodaboda. my number is...

+254 734 313164. (don't worry, this line will self-destruct when i return to nai) now let me try and load this damn card...

"let go of the martini...okay, now drop the tusker. no don't pick the drambuie, pick that coin yes...the 500 bob coin, now gently scrat__ i said gently! gently scratch that area...now key in the numbers...okay, dude, concentrate...i know you are seeing two numbers...close one eye and key the number...what you're still sing two? try man. ...that's the remote....argh, here, let me help you.

you're welcome!"

holla.