New Month,New begining

As the month has ended so has my most of my hair. The month of February has actually been a love month for me, I even bought a gave a bouquet of flowers & sukuma to the loveliest people that have recently joined the world & her mother, their birthdays fall on the same month & the month is February, I don't know about guys but the future husband will have problems in the near future. In the sense, during the month I have been made a true metrosexual man, I thought of myself as one but hadn't fully engulfed myself in the rituals, am not yet completely immersed because all be boarding the S.W.A.G(Secretly We are Gay) side if life. The feeling of finding appreciation after experiencing something esp after being a critic is one that renders a person speechless.  Just as my friend from my circle of  wowed us by demonstrating to us the use of a power balance arm band. Such a small seemingly worthless arm band until he schooled us on its wonders. This is not an advertising strategy, standing on one leg and arms spread straight, even a rugby Kenya team guy can easily be swayed but with the arm band on, it’s not possible. ( uchawi ) strengthens the core, power & stability. Its best demonstrated so maybe the YouTube link might be of help. Then less than a week after I get my first experience of a manicure/ pedicure manipedi after I solely absolutely thought  it was for the 'pretty boys' & such a girly endeavor. It’s been a long long while since I felt such pampering & comfort. It’s a beautiful feel that’s worth the pay.  the chair getting soaked & oiled From the grooming of your nails to the soaking in warm & hot water then massaging of the scented lotions, it’s a worthwhile experience. My stress reliever was playing rugby & sweating it out on the pitch after hard work, but now after getting my nail did, massaged and pampered was in bed by 10, struggling to write & share my experience. Mind you, I am a guy who sleeps at 3 am. The crap you hear about releasing toxins & stress, it’s all true& I slept like a baby without constipation. When the women in your life say they are going to the salon, by all means encourage it, hell you can ask if there’s reservation for two. Its known that women go & gossip but in my opinion & recently discovery by experience, women in salons & spas are really good conversationalists. It’s a really interesting strategy and also beneficial to them because, the service industry or any work, if a person doesn't find a release & day in day out they are doing the same thing over & over again, they become redundant & robotic.  I have found new appreciation to the hard working MEN & women in the beauty industry. It tasks so much trust & professionalism for a person to trust a stranger (initially) & be comfortable exposing themselves with the hope of beautifying themselves because anything can go wrong. They are artists. As I soaked my feet in bubbling water, then had my feet washed scrubbed and oiled, all I can say is the feel is best experienced. It’s a treat definitely a treat which would bring someone a lot of delight, & while on my relaxed mode, since it was a salon car magazines were hardly there so had to peruze the "true love" magazine, then I stumbled to Pierra's photo, words can merely quantify her beauty & apparently she's 30.    Anyway, ahead of elections I pray & ask my fellow Kenyans to have a fair& peaceful election ahead & may the best candidate win. calm &brotherhood should prevail. PS,in addition to my metrosexual streak I was gifted with a cologne, special thanks from the someone, it was thoughtful & i hope we are all thoughtful to our country men & women as we head into the future. Cheers blogsphere. follow me on Facebook:Sebastian Sebby Wasike                       Twitter: @sebby12th Happy free & fair elections and enjoy the weekend ahead.

Die another Day

The closest I have come to a James Bond mission hence the very appealing title. Whilst writing this under strainious circumstances. 

You think you are genius until you are a guest at some ones house and you don't know how the fuck to work the shower. It’s usually a science in many homes just to get it right. I have had the experience where your all fidgeting or dancing " note not the usual singing that one should do" is substituted with dancing & moving all around so the extremely hot water would like not concentrate on one point. Am talking about the hot water that would de-feather a kuku (chicken).....I should know ( am going all tribal here, am lughya).  Sometimes you can't escape your identity, like on holidays just pass by easy coach if you are having identity crisis for being a lughya, your inhibitions will be confirmed and reaffirmed by your people. You'll feel among your people.......the ulughya that's usually there cannot be quantified be rest assured.

Anyway, as I go on....if you are a 'mgeni' to this post, yes I can go there. The other part is when your body suddenly wants to download the most gathered waste while you are at someone’s place, might be a mechanism to want to domineer a territory so by doing so it marks it as its domain/territory or its just wants to lazy around at its usual place and by being a 'mgeni' you screw up its plans so it decides to screw you up (your body working against you). 

Speaking from experience, not all houses have WC, they just have a 'front' like in weeds the season, growing grass behind a cheese shop only this front does do Jack about the smell, the very illegal smell that might come out when you release that toxic something. Might be the change in diet while you are a "Mgeni" might also be a reason. Ole!!! To you if its extra spicy or from eating githeri. That's some hard hot shit because, hot in hot out especially if it comes out hard then in liquefied form....wololo.

As if that won't be stress enough, the WC front, if you didn't ask or nobody bothered to mention that it doesn't work so its pouring water the manual way.

After stinking up the place, you try flashing, this is usually the aaargh, all done feeling light as a feather moment, post wiped down feel clean moment. Then reaching and pushing down the handle( haven't been a "mgeni" to a house that has an automated system where once your done you just open the door and it flashes because I think I would take a long while than I usually do, part& puzzle because I would search to the end of the world for a handle or button which won’t be available.

So as I rudely interrupted myself, when you push down the Leaver or button and you can't only feel empty air being pumped out.....then the next phase you scan around for a bucket of water. If you've lived in an area with just a front for the WC, you are well versatile & equipped to handle such a situation. If there's no bucket of water and air Freshener, my friend your doomed .......count that as an embarrassing moment. These things, happen though, just wonder how often, and won’t even go into the tissue paper situation that would bit too much into my x files reel of highlights.

Though the strainous situation am in while writing this, the toilet whilst downloading had some problem, I was warmed and a bucket of water was set hapo kando (on the side) with my 'know it all skills', I opened the upper part thinking I can fix it being at a woman's house, so it was hero time like Ben 10, just didn't have a name for the hero because it didn't come through.

The toilet burst up water, blue water sprouting out all over. Am there fight with water, in the dead of the night in a stinky toilet with my mess( download) looking up at me as if laughing at my distressed face) . Managed to cool down the toilet then flashed with the bucket but not before making a percentage of the toilet the color blue, deep blue from the spill, so hard to clean that up too. It was a long night, because I already had phobia for the toilet but the stomach still rumbling. Definitely going as a highlight to a low moment in 2013....though lived to see another day.

Writing this post I thought what a shitty time since valentines is one of my most use less times  can’t even be categorized as a holiday, hence the shit related post. i had no intention of celebrating but once i held on of the most beautiful beings namely Naima my thoughts changed. so my valentines will be the beautiful infant that has even seen a whole 2 weeks in this world.

Cheers blogsphere and enjoy your valentines.

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