January 16, 2008

Cobweb, go; Post, come



This pic has nothing whatsoever to do with this post...just found it amusing!


Happy new year folkies. Yeah yeah, I know, sounds so last year...uhm, I mean, last two weeks. But it's all good, init? 'slong as it's in Jan, I'm fine by it. Kai, I didn't mean to leave y'all like that o! I know I also said that in some posts ago, but the thing is, it just happens and I almost sorta lose my sanity when it does. But it's good to know we all love each other, crabs and all, right? *bites fingernails

PH

For a fleeting moment I was in Port Harcourt sometime late last December. Every man and woman on the street is a potential sojur, even the cutely-chiseled dames I spotted...Thinking about it, i wasn't in anyway aroused. I can't remember having an erection in like, wat? 3 days? I need to check on that.

Close to SHELL gate a pan, blue Police Toyota Hilux had a collision with a Honda sedan and a biker, or maybe it was the other way round, with either of the mentioned parties guilty. Anyhoos, next thing I see is some dude taking off from the Honda (with doors left open and engine running). He ran in the direction of the nearby MTN office, with an okada mob hot on his trail. I don't know whether he was able to withdraw his keys from the ignition, but good thing is he made it into the 'safety' of the MTN office before they got to him. Something I have learned not to do is stand and wait for the outcome of such an onslaught for fear I may lose an eye. Case being popsi uses his spectacles today cos he was separating a fight in our face-me-I-face-you in Shomolu. So I immediately walked off wishing the bloody civilian well...just as I'd wish myself had I been in his shoes.

Almost all the cutesy vehicles I see has a gun-toting officer (in uniform or plain clothes) in the front seat, whether or not with an expat sitting behind. PH is so militarized it isn't even funny. Reminds me of the situation facing Erezt Israel and their neighbors. Incessant checkpoints, sojurs at almost every corner, and of course the military patrol copter flying overhead.

And then there was the respecter of no one - the traffic. One incident was with a bullion van, as the siren kept blaring in the afternoon humidity, the street hawkers had a lot of fun jeering and mimicking the whole noise. It got to a point where the drivers saw that their antics wouldn't see them through, so the siren died down. Little wonder many expats and government officials are robbed and even shot to death while having a fair share of the respecter of no man.

No camera or laptop to help keep the memory alive.

Me...

During the hiatus, I spent some time doing some serious self and trend analysis, I've been able to come to the following conclusion:

*I'm beginning to find myself more reclusive than I thought I'd get. Sounds weird, but I don't know how to talk to people. Not knowing, as in, finding talking boring; NOT not knowing as in, getting on people's nerves when I talk. It's gotten obvious in terms of not calling people 'cos I find the, 'Hello, I just called to say hi' line trite. I'm forced to keep in touch with work folks on phone and yeah, there are times I have to call and say hello to my loved ones. But a good number of the time, I'd rather text and stuff. Sometimes I like it...the only times I don't is when people I care about get vocal about it. (I really do care, even though some say I'm a cold-blooded SOB). Often it seems I'm contradicting myself when I say I care, but the truth is, I find some sense of security in being quiet, in being less the cynosure. Nothing against anyone in particular.

*I don't find myself going with the crowd, the wrong crowd, any more. It isn't like I've been that way for some time. I have friends that are blatantly proud of fronting and flaunting their goods and toys. Good, fine! You should be proud of your accomplishments, but you should also be considerate of the feelings of people around you. Should I blame commercialism? Abi capitalism? Well, I know a heck lot of people who'd be glad to point fingers at what they see on Tv, globalization and oyimbo influence on us. But heck, don't we have brains no more to think and act as 'individuals'? Even the 'West' that these group claim to follow tend to thrive on individualism...or is that assertion an oxymoron on its own? Anyway, while i'm all for teamwork, networking and the like, I'm all for taking responsibility for my actions and trying less to be influenced by unnecessary external forces.

*I'm also trying to distance myself from the crowd that does all the money-talk but choose to close their eyes to realism. The, 'Guy, I go make dis money for this town o! I gatsto hamma!' horde. It's good to have all these fanciful aspirations and goals, but how do you get there without some sort of well-laid out plan and a proper road map to getting there? d'oh! Lil'Wayne has made his dough, however he did it, you don't think is any of your business; but you love him to death, he's your role model and all. You also just wanna 'make it rain', with zero-fucking-initiative. Gee, bro, get a life. Stop the fantasies already! I've had this discussion with you several times, one to one, but I see it's not getting me anywhere, you think I'm hating. Goodluck with everything sha, I've said my own ¢.05



*So I hurt myself as I fixed myself my first grub of the year, and the first grub in my attic. By the way, the grub was worth it as I finally proved to mom that I'm old enough to take care of myself. (Shouldn't there be other ways to prove it). Nah, moving out wasn't just enough to make her worry less. She tasted my taste bud teasing stew amongst other :Thanksgiving-esque: items BEFORE she came to such conclusions. By the way, thanks for your love mom. I'm feeling every bit of it and I'm hoping you know that I love you, too and I mean it when I say it.

Anyway, just thought I'd touch base folks and let y'all know I'm still feeling you like I'm not feeling you, whatever that means. But I guess you get the point. Errrm, I'm going to be in the background most of the time and will come around to show some love when I can. I'm quite a good netizen in some arena and it is the other life I won't stop living, so yeah my e-passport has been renewed. Let's see how it goes...

5 comments:

Brilliantly Me said...

Welcome back and Happy New Year...I still haven't seen you on nY in a while though. Hope you're doing well.

Ms. Catwalq said...

I was about to send some people to drag you to a cyber cafe and hold a $#^ to your head until you put up a post.
I am glad that you are okay sha.
Don't worry, we are all going through our different baggages of karma.
Take it easy and don't be a stranger

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year, Joshie! I've got ways of keeping better tabs on your blog now so keep writing ok?

SOLOMONSYDELLE said...

Yosh! Happy new year, bro!

You will never be able to prove to your mom that you are old enough to care for yourself. That is just how Niaja moms are. I swear God wrote that into their DNA.

Me wey I don born pickin finish my mama still dey treat me like say I be baby. lol!

See you around.

Anu boy said...

Mr Yosh.... ki lon pops mehn, any better 4 your side, well we de here shay,

take am easy oh...