Wednesday, August 6, 2008

aaatchoo !

ppphhhh!, pufff! puff!, huff!, aaaaaatchoo, jeez this place is dusty, its flu season so we have the warm sweaters and steaming mugs of coffee, tea an whatever your poison might be, this place aaaaatchoo!, is pretty dusty and neglected, man I need to pop in here more often.

Well the cold weather is not going anywhere and its official our environment is ruined an im trying my best to keep the environment clean, "Hey dont say that I heard that". I'm still here getting older..... was about to say wiser, but i'm sure someone might just go "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah silly" I guess it sounds better on radio.

Oh! jeez, so you are asking how I have been, are you sure you want to know, really know, well im still with sweetie, yep the same one I was with during the last naivasha trip and yes there have been others, "Wewe! stick with me I meant trips not sweeties, if there were others and I am not saying that there are or is and I would not say it here, don tell anyone blogs have ears".

Yep I am still working at the new place now old, I will not have one of those banners "under new management on the door" and it lasts 3 year anyway back to the work thingi, yep I told you id tell you when I get there I'm sure you remember that from that silly poem, the one over yonder poem[Green], yuck jeez what was that all about. I cant complain its a lovely place, but yet again lovely is relative :).

So phew the dusting is over, I missed a few spots, but twill do for now, twas nice talking to you from in here.

Cheers God bless.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

This day

If age makes things better I am nearing fabulous.

These are just but a few of the things that come to mind when I think of three and in no particular order.

Good,better and best.
Threesome
Buffalo,elephant and rhino, part of the big five.
Red,yellow and blue
Three blind mice.
Halfway through a tusker six pack.
Mahewa 2.1 configuration
A scooter with a spare wheel
A traditional stool

hmm! interesting thought in another five I can vie for presidency or become an MP and earn 800 K a month for five years and give more empty promises for another term, enough about that...... to more important things.

Sweetheart, sorry for the scare and thank you for putting up with me. To all those who came to my aid on the 1st of March may God bless you all for your friendship and support, you changed my future, supported and comforted my sweetheart when I was not able to be there for her. Your prayers were answered and I am around today, I thank you one and all.

I just had to submit something, I am now over the hill and holding on for dear life, thank you Lord for this life.
Amen

Friday, May 9, 2008

i posted something

Blogging can be such a nightmare, while trying to figure out what to write, you ponder and wonder, you strategies on the structure, arranging and rearranging your words and sentences.
You frantically delete your false start, then start typing only to delete again, you highlight and copy sections, pasting where possible in the hope that you come up with something worth reading.

You are juggling several ideas, you scratch your head sip your drink and think of the best way to start, finally you settle on a topic and begin the paragraph and you change your mind, grinning gleefully at a new and better topic and frowning when it does not take shape since you only managed to come up with one paragraph.

Then another topic comes to mind and it seems quite promising, you crack your fingers and stretch your arms while adjusting your sitting position and getting more comfortable, you fingers settle on the keyboard and if you are not a fast typist you fold your fingers and position the index fingers just right while your eyes sweep the keyboard searching for the appropriate keys while you type away.

Finally your job is done, a little modification here and there and you seat back and enjoy your handy work, some one might like it you hope and others will hate it, but what the .... you only wanted to blog and blog you did.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Ooops did i do that

I had just gained acceptance and received access to various network hosts on our core network and was busy going through the paces of setting up a new client, this great honor to perform my first set up unsupervised. I went ahead and logged onto our router located quite a distance away and proceeded with the setup.

I happily typed away went into privileged mode typed a command and was in the process of correcting it when...... oops the network shutdown, the phones started ringing off the hook at our customer help desk, our senior engineers were now frantically calling our remote office to find out what had a happened and trying their best to restore services, finding no one to help them they dash out to get a car and drive over to our remote site.

I quickly send a text informing them that I was busily modifying a command when it went down, in my head I continue playing a song by moi "it could not have been me........", but it was me, you see while in privileged mode, I had just switched to interface configuration and had inadvertently clicked on the return key while back spacing the word "show" after only deleting two characters, blame it on the keyboard configuration on the laptop and my fingers.

Yep you got me I shutdown ["sh"] the interface.
Lesson: Don't laugh at other peoples goofs Karma[Kamau] has a way of getting back at you.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Kusetoka

Honk! Honk! Honk! zoooooooooom, screeeeeeeeeeeeech "Hmm! I hold them all in contempt foolish kenyan driver" Some punk decides to jump the lights and heads straight for me I run for the kerb as the car cruises past, "the lights are red you idiot" I mumble in anger. I spot a manyanga [pimped minibus with nice flashy colours and loud music] for my route on the innermost lane, I jump back onto the road racing toward my matatu dodging oncoming traffic ignoring the angry hooting and shouts from irate drivers, "these cartoons are hooting at me and I have no intention of boarding their cars", I start trotting sideways speeding up to match the accelerating matatu, I get hold of the rail at the door and swing through the door and into the matatu, I trot down the alley to the back and take a seat. With all these new rules I buckle up.

We race down the road speeding and swerving through the lanes the driver insults a pedestrian while his tout heckles other drivers, I smile at least it was not me. The tout[conductor] at the door is busy banging on the side and signaling his driver to switch lanes while trying to get drivers on the left hand lane to let him through, his driver takes the cue and swerves the matatu wildly into the lane and races down the road, and once again blowing his horn, Honk! Honk! Honk!. I am feeling sleepy and no amount of loud music or noise will keep me awake..................

I am suddenly awake don't ask how, I wake take a few glances out the left window then the right window my mind is racing as it rebuilds the images as we cruise past buildings and people, yep im nearing my destination. I stand up and walk to the front of the matatu and ask the tout to let me alight, he shouts to his driver getting him to slow down the speeding matatu without stopping, I stand at the door the matatu still cruising I get hold of the two rails at the door and swing out the, door left foot first leaning backward as I slow down from the momentum.

Sigh! I miss those days.

Green

The time draws near,
my heart races with fear
a whisper I hear
calling this face,
to a new place and space.

Over yonder to explore,
to new sights and more,
new tastes I forsee,
to toil yet for more years.

These new pastures I wonder
how green will they be over yonder.
These new masters I wonder,
are they with whips, prods and chains
is this the welcoming party to expect ?

I'll trudge on with hope,
and let the meadows unfold,
if tis not as sweet,
ill tell you when we meet.

Monday, July 2, 2007

Daddys Mind is gone

You cannot read this,
Your mind is gone
Your days of reading volumes are in the past
Your days of mental sums are in the past

Will I hear you laugh
Will I hear you talk
Will I see you recognise me
Will I receive a handshake
Will I one day end up like you
Will I acheive more than you did

I wait and pray
I wait for an answer
I wait for a hello

But until then
My dadys mind is gone