BLAST FROM THE PAST AND YET AGAIN SAYONARA AMIGOS.

This party happened on facebook, but I thought I could give ya’ll who haven’t gotten with the facebook programme some leftovers.

Lately my Mozilla browser keeps crashing and I got tired of mozilla closing every couple of minutes so I fired up Internet Explorer. It was then that I noticed that there are some strange words and symbols that appear on my blog when you used Internet Explorer. I don’t know what to do about it, but I guess I will see how this post turns out when it is typed using Internet Explorer.

This is life my final blog post on this blog. I am yet again moving blogs. Prolly back to a personalized URL, prolly www.N8savage.com. I can’t continue blogging in kayola with all yous. Ya’ll are be touching my White suit with ya greasy fingers. Yes, I am a VIPersonality and I won’t blog anymore in general happiness with yous..

I will figure out a way to let you know when I am up and running. In the meantime I am looking for a designer to whip up a slamming template for me.

Crystal, a White friend with benefits once took me to her company party and there is a way she was eyeballing her married boss and when I asked her why she couldn’t keep her eye on him, she said, “Men in their 30s are attractive.” I BELIEVED HER. This Saturday, I join that club. Yes, I am gonna turn 30 and attractive. So yeah, your crush requests are accepted.

On Saturday still, Afrigo band will be in town. Now I love to support fellow Ugandans and would have sure turned up for that Afrigo concert, but I will be damned if I have to pay $40 for Afrigo band. That’s the cost of a Justin Timberlake concert ticket, and you would imagine what an experience a JT concert is. So Afrigo band just out priced itself out of my attendance.

Anyhow, without wasting anymore of ya time, I here I present you some left overs from this facebook party. I know ya’ll are gonna have such a grand time dissing me, but hey, that was exactly my intention when I dug up and scanned these photos, so bring it on suckers!!!!!

I invented mean mugging. If this isn’t A-one gangsta then I don’t know what is. Scientists are yet to find out where the forehead disappeared to.

First week of S.1, with my mommy given haircut. Don’t knock my hustle.

That was me channeling Shabba Ranks. I am a survivor. I survived a bad case of adolescence. This was S.2.

Gotta give it to me. I have always had steez. Even in S.1. Bring on the hateration.

The original dancehall bully. Ask about me. S.3.

Coming from a physics practical. Knee high socks, I know. How that other guy(Olinga Fidel) is now a National Rugby official I have no idea. I was always hanging with him, don’t remember him ever playing.

You should see the 4th guy from the left now. He is BIG in size and status. He is MP Joseph Balikudembe.

Being confirmed by Arch Bishop Nkoyoyo in S.2. I bet ya’ll didn’t imagine I was religious like that.

With Mujjuzi hood. The dynamic duo. The school ragga Entertainers. Ask about us. S.3,1994.

by S.5 wing, Mwiri 1996.

On the last parents day before S.6 finals, with the bestest moms on earth and my brother from another mother Steve. Prolly the last time a Kanzu ever graced this fabulous body. I am now too rockstar for that kanzu shit.

Feeling all fly in Khakis.

With Makeba, Remmy, Olivia, Faridah, sarah at Heritage Park 2001. That was the most awesome crew to hang out with.

Next to me is Verenah, that Celtel/Zain chick who be receiving International Stars at the airport. She better cop me some VIP tix, oh I will blackmail her. I have the goods on her.

At somee Mwiri Old boys dinner at Club Obligatto in first year 1998.

With Faridah and Geoff Nkwanga.

In chemistry practical. Don’t see me here and imagine I didn’t know how to titrate. I wonder how the guy next to me is now a Rugby official yet I was always hanging with him. We never played. The one next to him is Robert Seguya, a Rugby crane.