The Manicure

Welcome to my 21st century where masculinity has been broken down into a list of dos and don’ts and every day we have a new set of standards whose sole aim is to safeguard the perceived fragility of this masculinity. I doubt our forefathers ever had to deal with such trivialities. There’s was a matter... Continue Reading →

Signed the Smiling Guy

Dear Lavendar, This is the third week I have graced our auspicious lunch spot; I still have the usual but ever since you left it is not the same. It is bland and feels like I am sucking on an antelopes hooves. And not even the graceful antelopes. No; it tastes like an old antelope... Continue Reading →

At Heaven’s Door

Imagine waking up dead. Wait that does not sound right. But imagine it anyway. And for some reason unknown to you; you find yourself on the staircase to heaven. You think that maybe it has something to do with that picture you liked a while back of a disabled kid and a needy caption. Or... Continue Reading →

Friday Random Musings & Happy Birthday

The pressure to write every Friday is getting to me. Most times I have no idea what I will write about until Thursday evening. I while my week away hoping something transcendent or epic will happen. Like maybe I get attacked by a flying cockroach. Or get a marriage proposal (which I did. Just saying.... Continue Reading →

I hate dating

Guys you are yet to meet a writer who has a complex grasp of wit, sarcasm and cynicism all rolled into one like a rolex. But I have; and now you are about to as well. Meet Mwendwa Mbaabu; she's unlike any other writer you have read. She neatly chooses her words; almost meticulously if... Continue Reading →

Support them! Do they support you?

Do you know how much a presidential campaign costs? Not the actual amount but a rough figure? A round number that you can use to put things into perspective. No? Well it costs about 1.5 billion shillings. Not one, but 1.5 Billion. That is around nine zeros after the 2 with three commas. That’s how... Continue Reading →

Cheers! Drink to that.

I was about to do an article on just how bad gospel music has become. How artistes wearing that medal like a chip on their shoulders are spoilt brats drunk on fame. How a howling dog in the full moon has more sincere lyrics than those adolescent teens whose public hairs have just started to... Continue Reading →

Cell Tales 2

I always thought if I ever spent any time in a cell it would be something epic. Like a botched robbery. And not just any kind of robbery where we barge in guns flaring, voices shouting, commanding poor souls to lie on the ground. No that’s a bit mainstream in fact if I was a... Continue Reading →

Cell Tales 1

When it rains it pours sounds like the dumbest proverb invented. Do they even invent proverbs? Some chap somewhere with mad scientist hair pointing to the heavens, grayed over by years of insane thinking sitting on a stool in front of an ominous tree, a large tree, a dark tree, a tree that birds avoid... Continue Reading →

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