Musings of a Timid observer

I was just thinking about some of the moments involving ASCK and I thought I'd just randomly share them...feel free to add any that come to mind My first TFC fellowship meeting back in 2003, in the old boadroom.Somehow we managed to pack over 100 people in there, but the winner was when they introduced the committee and I kid you not, about 80 people were on the committee, mbu asst Worship committee secretary(Primah)..hahaha New Provos t.When they introduced the new Provost in the service Sunday morning and he said, "Come one, all coming and be served..is it, no wait, um, konka nabiha..or something like that". Beach wave 200 7..EVERYONE was there, I mean everyone.Funny thing is, we'd had a prayer and fasting retreat the month before, we barely made 10 people..ah, the zeal of youth, the 'generation'as Zac would say Nebbi guys .When the guys who'd been on outreach to Arua or was it Nebbi came back and were "spiri" up to the other side, with ...

I am my own culture Nobody can tell me different I walk in a style all my own I sound different eveytime I'm on the phone My headphones are on all the time No time to listen to the garbage they call music No Bieber, Gaga or Minaj I  bask in a musical oasis They're clinging to a mirage When hip hop flipped the script I stayed on the same page When the fade was in My afro was all the rage Well at least in my mind I don't care what's hot n' what's not I am one of a kind I walk by the fork in the road I go straight I carve out my own path No time for looking back I cleaned my own  slate I don't pop or lock I don't binge or rock I think, I want,  I know I'm different, I'm important, I matter My job my time and everything mentioned in the latter I'm somewhere above all that Minuscule nuances of a brainless herd The often go unseen, unheard Trapped in greed How they walk around with t...

I am an unapologetic fan of music. I love how a 3.30 second slice of sonic booms can elevate you to places unknown..How the voice of another person can communicate feelings you only thought resided within yourself; how a perfect beat tells your nervous system to take a break and proceeds to have you tap your foot and jerk around like a crazy person,; how a perfect bass line just makes you feel cool just for being able to hear it..Music as they say, is the food of love..ANYWAY, I love music* for another reason, a reason I find hard to portray but i see all around me.Let me explain Take the prototypical band. Front man, lead guitar player, bass player and the drummer..keyboard and back up singers for the really big occasions where the stage is soo huge and needs to look full. Each person in the band represents a certain aspect of humanity.A persona if you will. The front man is the articulation of the group's attitude and persona. He/she is the face of the group, and is usually...

I often here peoplesay things like, "That guy is underrated", Or "That movie is highly overated"...and often I just nod along. But sometimes I wonder if there are in fact things that are truly rated properly?Or rather if there are alos things that have been referred to as underated somuch that they have in fact now become overated..But I digress.. Here is a short list of things ,in my humble opinion, that are  neither overated nor underated..People appear to agree on the exact merit of each of these..and this my friends is a not an easy list to make.My efforts are highly underated 1. The Social Network(solid movie,not great,but certainly not lousy) 2. A hot shower after a long day 3. Halle Berry's gorgeousness 4. The ability to make stranger's laugh..especially hot ones 5. Rihanna 6. The unintentional comedy of NTV news presenters 7. The horror at realiszing your fly is open... 8. Cee-Lo's song " Forget yo...

Legend has it that there are people among-st us blessed with extraordinary skills..The kind of skills that stupefy the wise,that cause women to run through the streets singing our names and throwing pieces of clothing at us, the kind of grit and panache that causes girls to weep and little children to mimic our every move(Think Michael Jackson circa 1989).These were the dragon slayers, the innovators, the champions of wars..Now a new skill set is required for these dangerous times When moments of trial come upon us without warning, and only the well prepared, the mentally equipped and those possessing the moral fiber to do the right thing,can truly step up and be heroes..Those who have taken the time to acquire the skills...what follows is a brief intro into the skills of which legend speaks,those that can stave off the most dreaded of things...the Social death!!!!! Ability to recover from a badly told joke. Scenario. Someone...

Pardon me miss But i couldn't help but notice How at fooling men and making your way You are simply a novice Allow me to say things so few And show you how to be A winner for sure I know a thing or two About stealing a man's faith Getting a bargain on his soul and I can teach you that trick too I saw Samson tear men limb from limb But Delilah's charm he had to succumb The strongest man in the world Ha!Brought down to his knees Meaningless meaningless All of life is meaningless He correctly deduced But Solomon's wisdom Could not produce A way out of a smile and wink Of healthy bossoms and whispers of sweet nothings Wisest man in the world A fool for the sweetest of sins Still question my resume? Well I'll come forwad just a tad To Jimmy Swaggart sweatin and weepin like a lad Claiming to have had a moment of weakness The champion of the world Float like a butterfly sting like a bee Couldn't duck t...

Don't operate the remote control at someone else's house, unless they give it to you.   Don't ask to borrow money in the presence of another guy you already owe money to under any circumstances.    Don't even  think  about hooking up with a friend's ex-girlfriend or sister. Except if they're a prick..Then just go wild When you're in the very unenviable position of having to go to a public bathroom and you happen to find another guy in there at a stall, You must go to the stall that is as far away from him as possible.Going anywhere near will be taken as a sign of aggression. Don't use somebody's towel when you're using the same shower, unless there's absolutely no recourse. Don't drink the last premium beer/soda/juice/ whatever, in someone's fridge, unless they give you the OK first. Don't ask to borrow a DVD, unless it's someone you see at least two or three times a month. Don't call to make fun of them after the...

I think everyone that stopped to observe "Hammer time" can now relax.  Time travel is impossible, I think we would all agree to this. However, if it were possible,  I would go back in time 100% of the time and NEVER to the future. Except of course to see whether that cute girl will still be cute 15 years into the future. Men are dogs.  Infinity, whether you believe in God or not is actually here with us. Time will forever be in existence moing forward and energy can neither be created nor destroyed. It simply changes form. This is true of everything. It simply changes form. One day the vessel I occupy will help yield ery beautiful carnations.Just please God, let them not grow roses on me. Please.   I wonder what would happen if you put 10 those Menthos things that fizz in water and other liquids,into a 1 litre bottle of  Coke, tighten it and shake it vigourously.   What happened to Charlie Sheen?Socio-Culturally, we have the memory of a gold...

Wasting away from dreams of being more than what they tell us Racially cursed? More like hella jealous Wasting away time Dreaming you'll forever be in your prime Get a heart like kunta kinte And use that brain to attain plenty And be part of the revolution of our time Truth is confined to the ears of the blind Who don't see the obstacles Like those that simpley bind A little hard to walk by faith With your head planted firmly in the ground Truth is a sound Keep ringing till it breaks down the proud Ringing in our souls till it brings us around Release all the prejudice Throw it to the ground And do a little dance to the tune of the African sound That's why you can't be full of it Listen all that heavyness, let go of it Black pride eroded by little white lies Perpetually seeking far better lives Divided by clans, tribes and ethnic affiliation A house divided can never build a nation So stand up stand up ...

This Is Africa There's a common saying in Africa. I hear it often at the back of a long queue in a bank, or sitting in a taxi that is making it's way along potholes with a smattering of tarmaced road in it. I hear it when money is stolen from public funds ad when customer service at the restauraunt consists of the waitress coming to your table with a look on her face that seems to indicate that you've ruined her day by coming in for a bite to eat.Whenever something absurd happens or whenever somethig awful occurs that has people shaking their heads, we say This is Africa. The implication being that the observer need not be totally surprised and astonished on account of incompetence. This is terrible. This is bad. This is normal. This is Africa?Flipping that coin, I've noticed Americans, despite being ragged upon and misrepresented as collection of ignorant obese, soccer hating know it alls, are some of the nicest and genuinely well meaning people. (Generally. There are3...

I've got my Nostradamus hat on and I'm mwriting this atop of a Mayan temple..so beware the power of my predictions.The almighty oracle has spoken  Barack Obama will win the presidential race even with a a considerable loss in the polpular vote and also, he'll ban the phrase, "Yes we can" from his household forever.  The 3rd Christopher Nolan directed Batman movie will come out and , the appropriately named, Christian Bale will be knighted and made into a Saint, making him the first non-Catholic saint. There will be a major protest in Uganda and East Africa at large as biting inflation begins to tear away at the patience of the masses with the platitudes of government. It will not lead to change but will atleast show the birth pangs of a revolt.  The Olympics will be headlined by the USA basketball team that will simply dominate(the lineup is a basketball fan's wetdream, and given the improvement in world basketball, the fans may nvere want to wake from ...

TIME COP THEORIES In 1994, one of the best sci-fi films of all time was released staring the most famous Belgian since Audrey Hepburn, the incomparable Jean Claude Van Damme as a can you guess time cop, (shocking) that is sent through time to investigate time travel crimes. The movie plays out as one would expect though with a few curious scenes where a certain critic mused, " "For once, Van Damme's accent is easier to understand than the plot" and the even more curiously appearances of actual acting talent by the split legged European enforcer of justice. What really stands out about this movie is the way it handles the concept of time travel. That and Van Damme ! 's awesome hair!   Time travel is a plot device that has seen more air time than the whole switching bodies dramatic comedy or the much more nauseating boy girl beat friends who figure out they are right or each other and often treat one or both of their significant others awfully. Travellin...

Here goes!!     I hate writing. Hate it. It sucks major ass. Every time I sit down to write anything, my body instantly convinces me that I need to pee, or that something in the other room requires my attention. I begin to break out in a cold sweat and my mind starts racing around. I hate writing poems, prose, essays, Facebook updates, shopping lists...for some reason my body always reacts negatively towards it. So naturally, I've decided to start a blog. Because I am a sadomasochist and I have this romanticized view of being a tortured soul writing witty life changing  essays and stories on the human condition all the while my 74 year old dog sits in the corner looking forlorn and I'm slowly drowning in rum and loose women come through my revolving door of love, while I await the one. And I don't even drink (that much) or believe in the one, but it's my semi-fantasy and it doesn't have to make sense.  The dream The real...