Its Xmas Again !

Merry Xmas folks...hope you all have a great day and take it easy with the chicken...

Don't forget to think about those who don't have any today, and give some to the needy as well....touch a heart today.

Enjoy your day!!

My vacation...

So its official...my vacation started on monday. Well, I don't have any special plans yet and consdering the fact that I will be out till next year, I'm at a loss as to what to do. My first plan was to visit naija..yea, my naija peeps don vex for me tire, but I couldn't work out some logistics....so here I am, stuck in NYC. So what do i do? Now thats the million dollar question since I have various options and haven't made up my mind on what to do. My french friends are coming to the NYC from France to visit (the french girls as my friends call them) and although they would be staying with me in my "little palace", I've made it clear to them that I'm not going to baby sit anyone...so what do I do? I'm thinking of taking a ski trip to Vermont or Maine (my naija peeps here have been wondering why a naija guy goes skiing..lol..naija dudes no dey ski? abeg make una free me o), but I haven't found other friends willing to commit to the adventure since they have to work...I was going to go to Miami, until I checked the flights costs,hotels and other expenses....and with christmas around, the costs doubled, not to mention that my naija peeps expect settlement for christmas along with other expenses here.

Arrgh...why do these things have to be so difficult. I thought of taking a road trip across states...but then again, considering its winter and snowing, it isn't safe or the best time to drive for long distances. Although I'm quite sure I would have fun travelling to places close to NYC (DC,Boston, etc), I'm not so sure I want to do that or should I? Damm...I should have been in naija now..cruising...I would not lack for things to do, people to see, folks to harass and crimes to commit..lol. It's all good though..I'm enjoying my vacation so far and getting some personal work done. I don't need my alarm any more, I dont have to drag my self up from sleep, I can go to bed whenever...and the best part...I STILL GET PAID !!! I wish life were like this...lol...
Hope you're enjoying the beauty of the season as well. Wishing everyone a wonderful season.If you have suggestions...I want to hear it. Isn't there some blogger xmas party? There should be...Can't wait for my work stint in London, that should be fun..maybe I'll get to meet some of my best blogger friends..you know yourselves. I love you all...and "you" too!


Peace out folks!

Ozymandias - the poem - and me.

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

You've been gone for only hours
Yet it feels like years
I lie down here
Staring into blank space
Watching the rays of the sun fade into lonely space
Wondering when you'll walk back into this room
this room which has become so empty
so lonely that it hurts
so quiet that I can hear my heart beating
it wants to hear your voice
it wants to hear you breathe
it wants to come alive
it needs you
its asking you to come back
and never leave it again
this room which is my heart
this heart which longs so much for you
it belongs to you
pick up the phone and call..

by Ozymandias (Moi..trying to revive my poetry skills)

Anti-borrowing shield.

So I was talking to a friend who was telling me about how a certain high school friend from so many years back in naija just started calling to know how she was and how things were going with her. She was worried that this might be a prelude to asking her to “send something for boys”, and being broke right now, she didn’t know what to do or say since the certain high school friend was also a good friend back then. What could she do, she asked me.

Ozy’s response: Do what I used to do back in college in naija for fair weather friends. Back then there were “certain friends” who were my friends, but not really my friends...lol…If that makes any sense, hope you got my drift? So it would be a surprise to me when these friends showed up at my apartment (kai…I don lie..na one room o..lol..) at very suspicious times or periods in the day, and being the type of person I was, I would welcome everyone with a smile and try to entertain them as much as possible (depending on their sex and profile...).

Well, when I realized that these “certain friends” always came to me when they needed me to lend them some money or some other favor (like beg me to take exams for them, which was always a NO!), and because I found it difficult to say no (I was a broke ass kid as well,), I always listened to their stories, and gave in to their demands for money…and when it was time to pay back, I would be wishing we had a debt collection agency in naija since I would have to hound and harass them before they returned the money if they ever did. So I devised a new strategy nicknamed “anti-borrowing counter measures”….

Whenever these “certain friends” came to me under the guise of visiting me, immediately they sat down and began chatting and feeling comfortable, I would pre-empt them (pre-emptive strike) and reel out my own financial problems to them first…lol…I would begin with the books and fees I have to buy or pay for, my food status at that time (1-0-1, 0-1-1, or even 0-0-1 for notorious ones..lol), those I’m owing, and end it up with those that have been owing me for a long time who have refused to pay up...lol…and how if they don’t want to pay up soon, I was considering doing something mean to them (no be say I fit sha, though I’m sure I could recruit one of my borrowers to do the dirty job...).

Of course, after I was done with my own tales, it would be so obvious that this guy ain’t falling for this trick anymore and no shishi (a penny) was coming out of my pocket today..no more father Christmas... .Infact, if I tell my story very well, they would almost be forced to part with the little they had on them at that time…lol…since that my condition seemed more desperate. Some people might think that was mean, but those counter measures were reserved for those “certain friends” that would only remember me when they had problems or needed my help…when they go partying or clubbing, they never called to invite me, when money finish or wahala show…dem go remember Ozy. I used to have such a good laugh after that…..

Since my strategy always worked…my advice to her was, you might want to spill out some of your own problems that you’re currently facing right now to your high school friend, before he makes the first move so he’d know it’s certainly not convenient right now…It’s just like in chess. It works, at least for me, all the time.


Reporting live and hungry from the “Big Apple" on a cold windy day before lunch....Ozymandias..over and out !!