lately

I usually write about something that has occured, usually there is a trigger and I think let me write about that. Today there isn't or wasn't a trigger but I thought I would just figuratively pen my thoughts.

So I did read back the first few days of my blog while I was in japan and memories flooded back, i even remembered what i didn't write in the blog and there was a lot.It made me want to go back but I'm in no situation to. I always look for jobs in japan just to see if "the one" of jobs appears but it doesn't there was a job that i applied for and I basically got it or got some work from it but ill explain that when it comes to fruition. I got my prime lens for my CAMERA which is good for taking portraits. I've got a couple projects on the way but I think key thing is to take the camera out with me everyday. my last day in the office so I'm VERY HAPPY about that first proper free time I've had since I was in ASIA.

Best things happened lately is my mrs making things happen and she is bein proper blessed i like people around me shining.
Other of my friends are making it happen www.thestartupcrowd.com and my boy has a commercial up on www.reed.co.uk/youdecide called the condition
there are loads more but everyone on their own projects thumbs up. I'm going to have to follow to.
www.djbcreative.com and www.femismiles.com the framework has started so let me build on it. Reminds me need to purchase a CD for my mac to get it up and running. If i have nought to say its all just my thoughts but I wont be publishin this one facebook - :P

Discovering Dogs

Firstly I would like to say this post is sponsored by Phil Humber. Providing slightly geeky witty banter since 2008.

Have I ever told you I was a Dog Person? Do you know that I like Dogs?

Well in the words of Biggie, If you don’t know ,now you are adequately informed.

When I say dogs I mean REAL dogs, dogs that can do things or at least , look like they can do things. I am not talking about Chihuahuas and other toy dogs , In my eyes they are not REAL dogs they are accessories and or toys. if you can carry it in your hand bag along with your chap stick then it doesn’t get my real dog certification.

Because I know my girlfriend is probably fuming about the last section of the post. I would like to add that some of these little dogs are cute but not for me. I don’t want to sound childish but some of those dogs are for girls!! :P.

As a man I don’t care how macho you are, walking down the street with a rat-dog on a lead will make you look a Queen (not the royal kind). If that’s the look you’re going for then go ahead, but if not leave the toy dogs for the fairer sex.

My opinion …my opinion

Anyhow on Saturday the 12th November, ( otouto no tanjoubi)
My brother ,his friend,my other brother , my girlfriend and I (I’m sure there is a more grammatically correct way to say this) went to Discover dogs, which does what it says on the tin. It’s for dog lovers and owners alike. They claimed to have over 200 different breeds of dog just hanging around and although I didn’t count them I will take their word for it. It was like a dog petting zoo , in fact it was a dog petting zoo with a few stands where you could buy dog related products. It was really good fun kids were free, as in you can bring under 12’s for no entry fee not as in they were giving away children for no charge.

I always thought I wanted a Husky because I like wolves and huskies are beautiful and wolf like but in reality the Alaskan Malamute is for me, it is larger than the husky and with a more relaxed temperament but the deal breaker for Huskies is that they do not call to heal.

As in if you let a husky of its leash, it will run and when you call it it will ignore you like the US government did with Katrina.

I have dreams of me calling out my dogs name , which will either be 大好(Daisuki) or 京都 (Kyoto) and it running towards me.Making me seem well cool
I learned all this at Discover dogs, SO my girlfriends likes a dog called the Brussels Griffon which looks like an Ewok from star wars, my 23 year old brother is a sucker for Dalmatians which makes sense as he brainwashed himself watching 101 dalmatians as a child literally everyday. My youngest brother is a fan of the Malamute as he likes what I like and his friend likes Kings Charles cavaliers.

if you like dogs I would definitely going to Discover dogs next year.
Anyway up until now I wouldn’t have minded a flat but when I get my own place, my malamute will need a garden.

I speak PIDGIN

This as with one of my previous posts starts in the mens room of a central London establishment, the man in the toilet resurfaces, this time he justs asks me where I’m from as in origin. I reply to him in my private school educated working class English accent that I’m Nigerian.
To which his eyes light up WHERE? WHERE? WHERE?
I tell him Kogi and Ibadan but I was born here.
The guy is like so You don’t speak Yoruba at ALL Looking at me like I was nothing.
I wanted to shout at him like (SHARRRAP WHA ARE YOU DOING CLEAING TOILET), in a serious African accent reminiscent of the jokes I shared with Kwaps in Japan.
But instead
I was like of course I speak Yoruba , in reallity I can blag Yoruba for about 2 seconds but I understand it though as with most british born Naija boys and ggirls. He tried to test me with the most basic of phrases to which I reply in my full Nigerian accent. I earn the toilet mans approval but now I can expect full blown Yoruba jisting so when I see him in the toilet today- yeah its weekly- I will no doubt all but lose his approval.
Anyway as you should know Je parle ein biss chen Nihongo. I speak some Japanese and a little bit of a couple of other languages.
I’m just indicating that I am learning Yoruba and Pidgin Englishwhich I basically know but I have to practice. I’m so into other cultures so I want to learn and discover mine. I have native speakers to practice on Ooodles of over acted films thanks to Nollywood and failing that, if I get on a bus there WILL be a Yoruba woman talking loudly on her phone somewhere that I can listen to for practice.

cause for a delay

I'm sorry Ladies and Gentlemen but the Jubilee line service is experiencing major delays because there is somebody under a train at Wembley. This paints the picture that there is a protester like person who is deliberately holding up the jubilee line eastbound service for their own cause. In reality a poor soul has decided that there life is too much, that they can't live anymore and I don't like they way this poor human is reduced to an obstacle and not a living breathing person. -I know that once they are under the train that they are not a living breathing person any more , but I hope you understand my point. They are being put into the same category as the wrong kind of snow , faulty signals and leaves on the track and in my opinion this isn't right. To be honest I think I am hearing that there is a person under the train more and more these days, which is depressing I can't help but think about the repercussions the relatives, the friends the witnesses the driver even. On hearing the common announcement that my journey home was being delayed because somebody was under the train, I was this close (imagine me holding my thumb and index finger poised in a way that they were separated by the size of a cashew nut, that close) to giving a rising dragon uppercut to my fellow commuter, who commented that it was a selfish thing to do.

I agree it is inconvenient to wait an extra 10 minutes for the tube , but somebody just died, somebody decided to jump in front of a tube to a gruesome but quick death, like where is the compassion these days. God forbid somebody you know where to meet this fate that somebody were tortured by so many demons that they snapped and leaped on the northern line.
I'm just urging you that next time you hear that there is somebody under the train that you don't just shrug it off as a minor inconvenience but spare a thought for what got this person under there and if you are of the disposition pray for their soul

The man in the toilet

The title reads like a horror story for little kids that has them afraid to sit on the toilet , and to be honest the truth is not far from this. In venues all around the UK lurks the man in the toilet, the man in the toilet has fully grown party goers apprehensive of making any kind of deposit in the bank of toilet. They say sometimes as you leave you can hear him " No spray ,No lay" he chants "No soap ,no hope" he wails .Ghastly isn't it.

Where do they get the lines from really? because they all say the same thing ,do they receive it in there training manual? is there a group seminar where the chief Man in the toilet presents new lyrics to the other toilet men? Freshen up for the Punani! for real. I mean if you didn't "freshen up for the punani" at home there isn't much hope for you in a dirty seedy toilet now is there.

All this advice would be pretty good before you leave your house , you could have no soap no hope on top of your door which would probably prevent some of the B.O ravers on the dancefloor.

Anyway on the other hand I know none of the toilet men really want to be toilet men but times are hard and money needs to be made, but those lines aye- they have to go my friend

i don't drink much so i usually donate a pound to the toilet man fund in exchange for peace and quiet and a chuppa chups.
it is a good idea to have a man in the toilet to keep it clean and so you can top up your deodorant or your aftershave or just to get some gum or whatever is useful and for this service i would pay a fee you know a smart pound makes sense.

How much do they make anyway?

BUT to give me towel paper to dry my hands which is the only way i can dry my hands ,because you somehow sabotaged the hand dryers and stole all the towel paper does not deserve money. I can wash my hands all by myself. I've been a big boy for a while.

Ps you got these guys in India, well at least mumbai airport and in Bangkok and probably all over the world with rhymes galore
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Okay ,now i'm really back

So only a week after I arrived back from the UK me and a couple of my boys separately went to Thailand spending our time in Bangkok and Kho Phangan and now we are back, I'm not going into great depth on the holiday right now becasue erm WHITSIT you understand, well not really it wasn't that kind of holiday but lets say I may randomly mention a few things that happened at some points. But when somebody says there are Ladyboys in Thailand and that it is seedy believe them because it is, I swear I saw more thai ladyboys out there than actual thao females and I never even went to Pattaya and I know the going rate of a good time in Kho phangan and No I did not ask. Great time and I need to go again and see more thailand.

I had my first day of work yesterday which nearly finished me off, yeah first day after 4 months is hard.
Also found out that the designer roll on you get in those christmas packs no matter what designer they are, do not work properly, Thank God I had back up because yeah, that wouldn't have been a great first impression. I've had a lot to write but havent dragged myself to this page to write them but I'll see if I can continue to express my self throught this page. I tell you for one thing my mind was so clear in Kyoto and coming back there is this cloud which takes over my head blocks my vision and my thoughts. I think they call it gloom or maybe I just suffer from a form of SADS seasonal bla bla bla, but i's not seasonal it's regional.

now that I'm back

I think to write this post is to accept that I am sitting in GMT in LDN on my ASS.
I was greeted at the airport by the lil brother running towards you at the welcome gate whch you see on the films. It always fills everyone with emotion when you see it but it is the best welcome home you can get. Obviously I have the brother who didnt run, but we know the sentiment is there.

trains are delayed 5 minutes of arriving tubes are broken down, this line is closed, that line is on vacation. In my whole time in Japan I had one late subway train and i think that was due to a suicide. Couldn't be helped. I've generally caught up with the timing but still feel tired I am awake now at 7.30 which used to be my 15:30

usually when you wake up from a dream though you can never get back point is it feels literally like my time in Japan wasa dream I mean it's all memory now, 2 months has passed and I'm back to London and nothing has changed everything is basically in its same place, except for the keys to my bike lock :( The truth is I dn't need Di caprio to jump into my head and recreate this dream.

If i go back to reading from the post i wrote on the day I left, up till now what would I do, if one tink I'll try and document what goes on in the london.