Sad news, I’m afraid.
How are things?
It’s been a minute.
Kila mtu ako sawa?
Tuko salama. Labda nyinyi.
Hatuna neno. Ata ndio nafika hapa town kidogo…
You know how you walk past someone in the street and then a little ways further down you stop and think, “Hold on for a cotton-picking minute. I think I know that guy.”? That’s how it was when I first saw Simon King. He had a round innocent face and a grey T shirt and dark jeans, with a bag slung over his shoulders. That day, I was running late to God knows where and I really couldn’t afford to turn back and run after him and say, “Say, si you’re Simon?” At the time, he had just moved from WordPress and onto a self hosted site: thegaps.co.ke
So what I did was, I shot him a DM on Instagram to congratulate him because well, that’s the dream isn’t it? And then the other day I was caught between a deadline and hard place so I asked if he could come on as a guest. He did, and this is what he had to say…Read More »
I wanted to tell you about Donna Tartt and this book of hers called The Goldfinch. There’s a boy in there called Boris who reminded me a little of myself in high school. I liked Boris, although his accent got on my nerves sometimes. Yes, Donna is good like that.
I want this to be a happy piece. I want us to raise a few glasses in the end. So let’s get some negative energy out the way first. Remember that job I was telling you about last time? It didn’t happen. They told me to wait.
While I was away on that long deserved break, on a warm afternoon seated on a slanted chair outside the digs, I put a cap to Gone Girl- by Gillian Flynn. Wonderful book. Thrilling. Psychopathic. Beautifully written.
As soon as I was done with it I ached.Read More »
I turned 21 on Friday. I woke up with two headaches that day. One a migraine from the previous day’s beer, and another one, a lady who called me, said she was looking for someone called Centrine.Read More »