So yesterday three large men picked me up from my house, and off we went drinking. Ended up at the casino (the one at Rainbow Towers or Sheraton or That Dirty Old Building)
I finally did it. Deactivated my Facebook account.
This is the second time Harbhajan Singh has called Andrew Symonds a monkey. This, as we all seem to know (except apparently in India) is a racial slur.
Let’s all write our New Year’s resolutions together this year, shall we?
In the spirit of working together and ubuntu, I have to tried to leave it. I’ve tried to let it go without comment, but it’s been gnawing at my ass so now I have to ask.
Thursdays are slow news days …
This country. I tell you, I’m starting to lose my patience now. There’s never a dull moment, and I reckon other Zimbos are on the verge of losing their rag too.
What could be worse? A new artist comes along, with an refreshingly unique sound, and their debut album goes through the roof. They win a load of awards (Grammys included), and everything is lovely, life is all sunshine and roses and their shit don’t stink.Then the second album comes out, and the follow-up sounds like it was made by someone else.
Now that I’m home, I can’t help but notice a lost of the shine has worn off Harare. In fact, it neither looks nor feels like the city I left two months ago.
Damn. Seven weeks I’ve been in Victoria Falls, and today is the day I finally fly outta here on gilded wings of Chinese-made aeroplane goodness. Lovely!
Following our recent victory in the CBZ FA Cup, and despite the (somewhat ubiquitous) squabbles between the board and the players, Dynamos have just won…