Wow! Photos too!

I am back at it again! This time, I wanted to find out if I can post photos too. Let me see…

If it worked you should see a beautiful photograph of St. Georges, Grenada.

It Worked!

Yes it did!

I just posted a blog from my BlackBerry! I am so enthused I am posting another in quick succession.

A few minutes ago while browsing the net on a pc, I found out that WordPress has put out an application that enables you to write and post blogs straight from a BlackBerry hand-held device. I immediately dowloaded the application and gave it a try. And voila! It worked like a charm. I did so by writing and posting the blog below. I then checked my pc and there was my post! This is truly great. I have not written a blog in months! Simply because I have no access to the net on a regular basis. Now I can sit anywhere in the world at anytime of the day and post my thoughts for all the world to see!

Just to tell how this thing is working, look I have made two posts in less than 30 minutes when I have not made a single post since Easter! That was months ago.

This is simply refreshing! It is exhilarating! It is liberating. So, people look out for me. I am truly back!

Blogging from My BlackBerry

This is great! WordPress has put out a new application that enables you to blog straight from your BlackBerry hand held device. I am giving it a try.

If it works I plan to use it on a regular basis. I have not posted for months. This is partly because I don’t have regular access to the net. However, I recently managed to get myself a BlackBerry. While it solved my access problems, the BB has certain limitations. Among these was the inability to post blogs without difficulty. Now if this shit works I think I will be posting every day!

Numalali

Happy Easter All

Did Jesus Christ really rise from the dead? That is one of the biggest hoax ever perpetrated by mankind. He could not! And he did not!

Yet, the resurrection of Christ forms the fundamental basis of the Christian religion. Without belief in this there is no Christianity.

Christ was a good man. But he did not rise up from the dead. But can we sell christianity without this idea? I think that we can

Soon Be Back

Happy New Year to all! I have taken a short break from blogging. I have not totally given up. Right now, my world is a bit crazy. Things have changed radically since I last posted. As soon as my life gets back to normal, you will hear from me again.

I must thank my short list of regular readers for logging on. Don’t give up on me I will be back soon.

Happy Independence to all Vincentians!

The people of St. Vincent and the Grenadines celebrate 29 years as a sovereign state on October 27, 2008.  These islands were under British rule since 1763.  After undergoing several forms of constitutional arrangements the country was finally granted full independence on October 27, 1979.  On that day we lowered the Union Jack, the old colonial flag, and hoisted our very own.

The First Indpendence flag, emlazoned with a breadfruit leaf in the centre on which the coat of arms was superimposed, soon gave way to the “Three Diamond Flag.  This change of flag did stir up some controversy.  I guess the thought then was that with independence, we are free to do as we choose, even change our flag from time to time.

The First Independence Flag

Since then, we have come a long way.  Indeed, the 29th year of our independence has met us grappling with several critical challenges.  Some may say that these are our worse days yet.  However, like true Caribbean people, I think that we will adapt and thrive in these extant challenging circumstances. We must!

I take this opportunity to wish the Government and People of St. Vincent and the Grenadines a happy 29th Independence Anniversary.  May we continue on a path to peace, progress and prosperity.

Vote in My Poll

Before you go, you may wish to participate in this poll.

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My Last Condom

I almost bought some condoms last Saturday!  But then, reality hit me in the face like a wet towel.  Here is the true story

My Last Condom

The other day I went to a drugstore to purchase some multivitamins and a few other things.  When I approached the cashier to pay for the items, my attention was drawn to several boxes of condoms, Rough Riders to be exact, on display. They were attractively laid out on the counter.  For some strange reason, I almost said to the cashier, “Pass me a few packs of condoms please.” It seemed like the natural thing to do.  I soon realized, and quickly so, that I was about to make a fool of myself.  What on earth am I going to do with condoms?

It was then that I started to reflect on the very last condom that I ever had. It was several years ago, long before my pussy drought set in. I was handed a pack of condoms by one of my several brothers.  I could remember taking one and placing it deep into my wallet, just in case.  That condom stayed in my wallet for years!  I did not even remember that I had it.  It wasn’t until I bought a new wallet to replace the one that was now too old and worn out that it reappeared.  Upon emptying the contents, I came across the lonely condom.

It looked disgusting.  The wrapping had deteriorated; there were holes all over; the condom itself was exposed; some form of deterioration had set in.  I also noticed that “the-use-before-date” had long gone!  I soon realized that even if I had an opportunity to make use of this device, it would be no good under any circumstances whatsoever!

I simply had to get rid of that condom.  Since that time I have not carried around another condom in my pocket; I have not even used a condom; Indeed ladies and gentlemen, I have not had the opportunity to protect myself from some good pussy!

So, it was with a bit of intense nostalgia that I surveyed the beautiful packs of Rough Rider condoms on display.  I felt a tinge of sadness knowing that it would be a very long time, if at all, before I could go to a drug store and say, “Pass me a pack of Rough Riders please”.  Clearly, I have made use of my last condom. Or, have I?

Too Many F…ing Women in My Life!

I have serious problems with women!

Over the years of my existence too many of them have come to dominate my life and the consequences have been disastrous.  My earliest recollections of encounters with the female kind have been frightening.  As I grew up I have had to deal with an abusive mother;  a violent aunty; a deceitful and wicked stepmother; and more recently an adulterous wife!  As I write this, I am trying to come to grips with a loud, aggressive, and opinionated female boss.

I have also enountered numerous females, all appearing like angels but who turned out to be nothing but horny, mercenery, conniving and manipulative bitches.  They sucked everything out of me and left me high and dry. And, to make matters worse, I have been made to work with a number female bosses most of whom have been annoying and canterkerous cunts!

Now, don’t get me wrong.  I love, admire and respect women very much. I actuallly know a few good ones. In fact they are the best. I might even call a few of them friends.  However, for some strange reason or reasons, my path in life has mainly brought me into contact with some of the worse.  And right now there are too many fucking women in my life!

It’s Not Easy …But, I’m Back

Sorry guys! I had to wheel and come again with this one.  I appreciate being missed and all but I do really find it difficult to keep up.  When I started this blogging thing, I really planned to stay at it.  But if you knew me, you would know that I am the kind of person who starts a project, gets bored easily and then abandon same.  However, it is not that I find blogging boring, far from it! I just can’t find the time to dedicate to it as I would like.

I face some challenges.  I have no connectivity at home. Daddy refuses to allow his phone line to be converted.  I have to do this at work or at a cafe. It is not always easy to do so.  Apart from my limited connectivity, I am swamped with work.  My new assignment takes a great deal out of me.  I am also engaged in a number of civic projects.  Yes, among other things, I am a civic activist.

Blogging has offered me a great outlet to really raise my voice and bare my soul. As a Catholic, I understand the importance of the confession. The “blogosphere” has recently become my confessional and you my priests.  Apart from that, here is where I come to scream; here is where I come to cry; here is where I come to laugh; here is also where I come!

I wish to thank those bloggers who have been sharing those kind words with me.  You would never come to realize how much you have meant to me over the past few weeks.  Your posts, your comments, your advice, your critique, it all empowers me.

As a forty something male who is attempting to embrace celibacy, (reluctantly); struggling in a sometimes fucked up job, you people inspire me.  That is why I plan to make every effort to bare my soul and raise my voice.

In the mean time, give me some advice please on how to keep this up!

The Woman Who Will Change America

Ever since the world was introduced to the Obamas, I have been intensely fascinated by Michelle Obama.  Tonight, I looked at her deliver the key note address at the Democratic Convention.  I was almost moved to tears.

She is such a strong, intelligent, articulate, graceful and beautiful black woman.  While everyone follows BaracK, I pay close attention to Michelle. 

Above all Michelle is devoted to her family. Oh, by the way, she reminds me very much of my own wife! She actually looks like her! You better believe it!

Michelle Obama

In her own words tonight:

“I come here as a wife who loves my husband and believes he will be an extraordinary president…”

“All of us are driven by a simple belief that the world as it is just won’t do — that we have an obligation to fight for the world as it should be…”

“That is the thread that connects our hearts. That is the thread that runs through my journey and Barack’s journey and so many other improbable journeys that have brought us here tonight, where the current of history meets this new tide of hope. And you see, that is why I love this country.”