Damn cold/flu/fever has gone down, and I have only been sick for a little over a week and a half.
* Being that I am intoxicated I have been distracted by all this writing and since forgotten the wonderful piece of information I had that I was going to share and bring piece to the world and save mankind!**
I have been sick for most of this month. I recovered the first time in a few days, then got sick again, possibly the same flu, who knows.
A time must come when everyman must put his foot down!
Everyday at work feels like an off day with Ferris Bueller. I don't even knw why I complain, about work! I have more fun at work, than out of work.
The Zimbabwean in me came out at work today, when I was trying to get a petition signed to have us not get paid in dollars anymore*.
* unless they are Canadian, Offcourse
Its a celebration beyaches, I know all two of you that read this thing are sad that u still don't have lives**!
Admittedly, it's been a while since I last blogged***.
I blame Facebook! And the whole trying to take over the world by January thing.
Last night the Outlook Calendar on my phone went off at 11pm, message read, “Start having gay sex with guy downstairs”.
*** Not that anyone notices!****
I have to go the club tonight cus its one of my boys birthday, and on Monday night cus “A.P.T” isn’t really a club, and on Wednesday (Halloween)….
* Or something that sounds like that
** Good thing no one reads my blog or Id be screwed
First day back at work, some INTERN (that has never seen me before) steps up to me and asks
Last 24, 24…
Last Twenty-Four Hours, being 24?
K so its supposed to be clever cus, there is a show called 24, I am 24 and I am gna be 24 for 24 more hours…..
I know people that read this thing really have no life and all 2 of u are really slow!**
Its been lovely, best year ever so far! From what I understand, its only gona get better!
Hopefully I will make the necessary sacrifices this coming year, to make life easier later on…
I love my life, Unfortunatley never got a chance to take over the world in the last 364 days, (always next year right, ehhh Pinky???)…
* The pun with Jack Bauer from the TV show 24 and the coincidental drinking “bhawa- ring” is coincidental
** Once again no offense, to the two of u’s
Late Saturday Night
Listening to my Beatles greatest hits album! I think music can be depressing….
Music is so powerful!
If the Tung cannot take over the world, at least he sure as hell might be able to irritate the hell out of it, with my guitar*.
Yeah I can see it. Never had a guitar lesson in my life. Black hat on the floor,
I suspect people will put money in my hat mostly out of guilt cus I am sure they will think, I am a struggling artist. Not because I haven’t been discovered yet, but because I will suck so bad, there is no way in hell I will ever find honest work as a musician. My other theory Is they will just want me to shut up!**
I think I could make mad money doing that!! Then again if I just wore a t-shirt that said “I am From Zimbabwe” on it and just leaned on a wall with a hat on the floor not say a damn thing; I could probably make more money.
* And no, I don’t mean by hitting people with the thing.
** I know I saw that one coming from a mile away too
how have you guys been....
so ,Tendai Vengesa,Tunga, and I are getting older (shoot)
Tendai is comin from out of town to celebrate his gettin older
Tari is turnin 21 people...
(ok.... anyone notice a conspiracy with the" T" names)....
so the October babies would like you to join us in ummmm CELEBRATING our birthdays....
SATURDAY OCTOBER 20th, 2007 at the at WEBSTER HALL ...1030pm http://www.websterhall.com/nightclub/splash/?splash=saturday
Also please join us at 8pm for a quick bite and a few drinks at one of the little lounges/bars at
On the link above you will also see what Patrick has been tryin to figure out for us....here is a snipet of his email ;
so here is the deal...talked to my girl over at webster hall...probably the best place to throw a party at considering we got pple coming in from out of state and a diverse crew....there is everything for everyone ... reggae..reggaeton...hip hop...rave...house...mereangue....rnb....watever u want..watever u wanna party to.....
1) $70 premium open bar from the time we enter (we aint standing in line) to the time they kick us out..we aint leaving before....we partying all night!!!!!!!!
2) $20 reduced entrance to get in before midnight and then u buy your own drinks...before midnight tho....
so l reckon we get there by 11 so we can party hard... aint wasting time....
So yeah ummmm Please RSVP soon to either Patrick or me.....ummmm you are more than welcome to bring anyone ...please forward this email i guess.....
Regards
Priscilla 914 310 6910
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Madnesss
Dancing Merrily, On the New York pavements, "Flashing Lights" on each concrete yellow slab I step on, singing randomly about denying that I am the father of Billie’s Kid. And my journey to find the Wonderful landlord of OZ.
Actually scratch that thought, a fly pair of Michael Jordan’s***, would work better, and to be Honest having The Wizard of Oz as a landlord might not be ideal, I am trying to pay as much attention to the stuff behind the curtains as possible. I am trying to be careful in my apartment searching, I am gna try and take a look at as many places as possible.
With my luck, my next landlord might turn out to be The Wicked Witch of the West. Hope all plays out well, I have been lucky so far. I don’t like fighting with Landlady’s and the chances of me defeating her would be slim, cus we all know how I feel about bathing and water…..
* You know who u are…….
** And NO, I Don’t mean The Show about Prison..
*** Figured affiliation to the other MJ is not going to help my apartment searching****
**** Ironically someone left someone left some “soul glo” in my apartment
The Tung has been thinking about Life.
Understanding
Your dance moves are old.
And the clubs u LIKE to hang out at play old music, so ur late 90’s bad boy puff moves don’t work anymore……
Plan of action:
*Well if you can perfect the moonwalk (like u have the running man), the ladies might think its cool, in a nerdy sort of way.
In
*K so I met a few
When I say that, I don't mean back to blogging, or even back from my lil trip to Dallas Texas, or my return to trying to loose weight*...
Had briefly stopped drinking alcohol. Spent the last two days drinking water and eating fruits. (And going to the bathroom a lot). I am not sure if it was the lack of sleep, or over consumption of alcohol, screaming at the top of my head, or possibly bad bbq meat.
Feeling a lil restless today, I decided to try out my local Irish bar, and voila**. I’m back, and I have nothing to thank but my good old
I got my mojo back!! I'm kinda ashamed that I spent the days since my return to
* Or at least the idea of wanting to try and loose weight.
** Yes, yes I had to look up how to spell that word.
For the first time in a while, I went to work feeling refreshed, and good!
I want to attribute this, to not drinking the night before.
Just to make sure, I am drinking tonight, to see how I feel tomorrow morning.
It is all right, I am telling myself, my second vacation of the year starts tomorrow. I just need to make a physical appearance at work tmrw. My heart is already in
It’s alright though, its just gna make war cry practice, over beer and meat on Saturday afternoon that much more interesting!
*Okay the post won’t make sense to most people, but each line in the conversation was a title from one of the songs from Common’s new album called finding forever, or from a recent track he did…
It has to be the most classic album we have heard in a while, and we are both, real hip-hop heads… some of the names of the songs are:
Play Your Cards right.
Misunderstood.
Start The Show
Driving Me Wild.
The Game.
Black Maybe.
So Far To Go.
Break My Heart.
Forever Begins.
The People.
In a drunken moment of clarity the Tung thinking to himself, in a crowded bar realized a few things. Among them, The Tung is a savage in pursuit of happiness *, Violet Moyo has disabled the Tung's ability to take Justin Timberlake’s song Sexy back seriously.
Coors Light on an empty stomach can be intoxicating, The Tung is apparently, actually not a "scrub" but officially and more politically correct "A Designated Drinker".
Most importantly, the Tung heard Prince's song "Cream" and the whole thing suddenly made sense. Like how could I have not caught the underlying meaning behind the song??? How the hell did I spend the last decade or two thinking he was talking about milk????
* Don’t ask
I just wana chill.
A little known family secret is that was when The Tung was but a Wee little lad, His Grade one Teacher Ms Nancy*, asked him to draw what he wanted to be when he grows up, so that it could be put in his schools year book.
Some in his class drew themselves as nurses, policemen, and princesses, one or two weirdo’s drew themselves as witches. Having limited drawing abilities and a lack of an imagination**, The Tung decided to draw what he always Drew…..a car.
It’s been Twenty or so years since and with a little therapy, I think It’s now safe to say, The Tung No longer want’s to be a car. I saw an episode of Knight Rider recently and was not impressed by KIT, and parking in my neighborhood. Is a nightmare. / ticket in waiting. Instead, the Tung has decided he want’s to be like this guy that hangs out in his local Starbucks.
The guy dresses like he is on the runway, or a music video, and stands out cus he is black. Thing is he is always posing, like he is having his picture taken. Sometimes, he is standing outside starbucks smoking a cigarette, some times, he is sitting inside posing, I guess that would be cool if he had a laptop with him, or better yet reading something. He is always there, just chilling, posing. I see him on my morning starbucks run. I see him, on my mid afternoon Starbucks run. Thing is I always see him, and I don’t do starbucks that much nowadays cus it’s hot right now, but everytime I go I see him. I think he spends more time there than the people that work there. My current theory right now is that he has no air conditioning at home.
It just amazes me how this guy apparently doesn’t have a life! He just gets up in the morning and goes to chill in Starbucks all-day.
This is why black people get a bad rap.
I conclusion I also wana chill all-day too!!!***.
* My first crush
** AS you can see by this blog
*** This is not to say, that I do not currently dress up in my suit and tie go to work, and just pose like I am being productive, all day.
Someone really needs to explain to me why the hell I am up in the middle of the night, listning to Fergie*
* might explain why I am single again, I really need to rethink this whole life thing…
Initially being a momma’s boy, I was anti Hip-hop. When my older brothers where bumping KRS-1 and EPMD, I used to hate that stuff. But I Knew it and I knew the words. Used to spend Saturdays learning Kid-N-Play Dance moves with my cousins. But it was just something we did. It’s not like I loved it back then.
I guess I Was more into Whitney Houston, and Dolly Parton*, back then.
Then in 94 The Keith Murray album dropped, I think my older sister had the TLC album (the first one) on one side of the tape, and the other side had the Keith Murray album, “The Most Beautifulist thing in this world”. And we had this really hi-tech stereo system that could play a tape and when the one side finished it would automatically play what was on the other side of the album, so one weekend while my sis was cooking dinner, I was lying in bed sick, it automatically switched to the other side of the tape. So I listened, and this dude (keith
I guess it might have been the cough syrup, but it was the first time, I got into the whole music thing. Like really into it. Next thing you know I am spending my free time, with a pad and pen sitting by the radio, trying to write down the lyrics.
Stop, pause write, rewind, listen, pause, write down the words, rewind pause, fix broken tape from all the pausing and rewinding, listen to see if I got it, then have arguments with my brothers about whether he was saying “think think think” or “blink blink blink”,
More than a decade later, I guess its not cough syrup anymore, and thankfully not the “blunts”, but a glass of something, a dark room, some headphones, and this cool ass thing called the world wide interweb***, where I can just Google the words (or write some nonsense for people without lives to read). Basically not much has changed.
I guess the music will always be my true love, will always be there for me.
* Moms stuff
** Much like how you guys with nothing else better to do feel when u read my amazing
Nonsensical blog.
*** You might have heard of it
The Tung is Confused.....
Why on earth is noone excited about the new John McClain Movie??????
He is only the baddest action hero ever!!!!!!
I'm kinda ashamed to say I have been following the hype (or lack of), but its okay, its not like this is "snakes on a plane", this is frigging Die Hard!!!!!!! This is not about Dying Hard, Dying Harder, or Dying Hard With a Vengeance, This is all about Dying Hard or living free*.
I'd put money to say that when people in Zim say "Mu Hard!", they are talking about John McClain and the Die hard Movies....
The only other action hero who is not a Super hero, who's name I actually know is John Rambo (but we heard all about that scandal), and commando (but that isn’t even a real name), I guess Dirty Harry too, but I don’t even know his last name off hand. .... Well actually now that I think about it I guess Indiana Jones is a hero who's name I know so is Han Solo**, and Jack Ryan, but that's only cus Harrison Ford is a bad ass Mofo.
People like Luke SkyWalker, Neo, Bilbo Baggins, etc do not count cus that is sci-fi fantasy**. For me after the September 11 bombings, I felt like the events sounded like a John McClain story gone bad, actually I’m lying cus same sort of thing happened in a Jack Ryan Story so I was thinking about that too.
I think I just have a thing for the character (McClane), he is not necessarily one of the good guys, he is probably the most flawed protagonist I have ever come across, well at least on the big screen. Kinda like most people.
so "yippee-ki-yay" and now that I have managed to waste a good twenty minutes of your time reading this dribble*** In McClain We trust, and I wanna see how the dude that introduced the concept of terrorists on American soil to me, does in this post 9/11 world.
I have heard people say that all the games people play and movies we watch are really just helping to condition us, so that people-crashing-planes into buildings doesn’t seem so preposterous. Maybe I am just interested because I live in a city where things that happened in these movies (terrorist threats) are a little more than just something from a writers imagination, thus the heightened interest, then again maybe its just a childhood thing.
* Tj, this is not a blog post about dying your hair blonde...
** If you are thinking Han Solo, is from a sci-fi world you are mistaken, Han Solo is just a bad ass mofo!
*** I know you guys that read this blog, read really really slow, and mouth out the words.....
I’m kinda pissed the Brooklyn Hip Hop festival came and went and I was totally unaware…
The weekend was really really good tho. So I’m not gona complain*
I lost interest in the club scene some time ago. But it was ridiculously off the chain on Saturday Night. Maybe it’s the whole 85 thing, Or the fact that I haven’t been to the club in a while, or the fact that I haven’t been in a club with that many Zimbabweans since Zim, Or rather In a club with a gang of Zimbabweans I actually don’t mind hanging out with. Or the fact that I was in a club where they where playing a lot of songs that where hot when i was in Zim. Or the fact that I hadn’t been to the club in a while, and went there with some Zimbabweans, that I don’t mind hanging out with and had some fun listening to songs that where hot in the club back in Zim?
Or maybe the 40/40 is just my spot….
Spent Sunday, with my nieces and nephews** at the New Jersey State Fair!
To sum up the weekend, I would call it “A weekend so good that I didn’t even have to steal a beer or two from fridge while the roommate was away upstate good!***”
* Not that anyone reads my blog, so who would I be complaining too?
** Its really just nephews but nieces and nephews sounds cooler.
*** Except for when I grabbed a beer or two on on Friday night, Saturday Morning, Saturday Afternoon, Early Saturday Night, Late Saturday night, early a.m Sunday morning, late a.m Sunday morning, early Sunday night, late Sunday Night, and early Monday morning!
Ever heard urself on Tape? Or called your celly and heard your own voice, (on voicemail*), and thought to yourself I’m sure I sound better than that!
So me and a friend decided to start a blog last year, it lasted one or two posts from me, and one or two from her. Then the whole thing just died. I’m not gona name any names, but I’m pretty sure it wasn’t me!
So my friend, restarted the blog, or rather just picked up from where we left it which was roughly a year ago...
It’s looking good! Except the bits, I wrote… I am grateful, I can claim that spellchecking, and grammar wasn’t such a big thing back in 2006**.
* Yes, yes it’s true… No one calls me so I have to call myself in order to hear my phone ring
** Or 2007 for that matter, thus all three of my current readers.
Can’t wait until tmrw!
Well first of all I knw nothing about roller skating*, but it’s a song about Saturday!
“Five days of work, one whole day to play”
“It’s Saturdaaaaay, Its saturdaaaay”
Now if only I can figure out how to get to tha train station, without passing through some of the local stores, where I have some outstanding IOU’s
One of my Best friends Nyasha is in town, and going to meet up with my girlfriend and some other Chisi people…
Sounds good should be fun, looking forward to it!
* sorry Pinky
Earlier someone told me that I should never tell anyone what my true ethnicity is.
Logic behind that (Apart from saving my race embarrassment)…. Is if you ever get caught doing something you shouldn’t be**, and word travels, about you behind ur back, and they refer to you as say “That Italian guy” but you are really Cuban, you can deny any wrong doing by simply saying “Baby that wasn’t me I’m Cuban, not Italian, and I couldn’t have been wearing an Orange shirt and blue tie”. I guess that’s the jist of the idea.
Initially I thought the advice was retarded considering, some might refer to me as Pitch Black. I really can’t claim or pass for anything but African***.
The whole concept intrigued me the more I thought about it. Living In a multicultural community. There are really no such things as just Black, White, Hispanic, or Asian people.
I guess its like attending one of those large classes, in college where there is no way the professor will know your name, so he will call you out to answer a question by referring to the clothes you are wearing****. He cant say hey black guy, or hey White guy, Apart from appearing racist there will more than likely be more than one black person, or one white person in class etc. So he will need something to differentiate.
I guess out here we classify ourselves by country of origin (even if it is 2 or 3 generations, deep) or in my case by continent, so now that I think about it I’m not Black, I’m African! Reading that over it sounds retarded. But in all, honestly I guess they refer to me as African not black, and likewise I see people as Dominican, Thai, Greek, Mexican, Polish or Tomatian, Etc and not by color.
So I guess I can pass for any Ethnicity, because here that means country of origin.
It’s one of those things, end of the day you can be White, Black or Malato and be Zimbabwean, English, Brazilian or from any other country, and that will be your identity (and not color of your skin) . I guess its another reason why I appreciate the multicultural cities, where you are defined by your country of origin, as opposed to skin color.
It also means, the Purple Shirts and Orange Ties are in! And if anyone asks my name is Robert Horry, and I am Tomatian!
* Laughing Quietly to Myself
** Like wearing badly coordinated clothes to work.
*** Factor in the accent
**** And if you are smart, and coordinated, everyone will wear white t-shirts to class!
Shoot,
I am happy the Spurs won the NBA finals! I’m mad the season is over, I’m glad my pick before the playoffs went all the way, I get seizures looking at pinky’s new blog colours*, I’m happy my boy Robert Horry got ring number 7 and Mike Finley got one too.
I guess the summer leagues are what it is for now,
* Just had to throw that in there……..
I have whiskey, vodka and some wine in the house, and no mixer....
No cash in my wallet*, Three of the four corner stores closest to me have stopped accepting my IOU's and I am afraid to go to the fourth**.
Maybe it’s a sign; I am not sure what the sign is! But logic tells me, that I need to be more of a man and just Drink the damn whiskey straight.
* Or the bank either, while we are on the topic!
** Paid the guy in Zim Dollars once.
Contrary to Popular belief*, I actually do have a girlfriend, I started going out with someone special…
I felt like writing something about that, I did, I posted it for a few minutes, and then I deleted it. I guess cus I couldn’t have something personal on the same site, as my glass stealing and super hero ambitions….
Contrary to popular belief*, for the people that don’t know me (personally), on occasion my conversations cover a little more than Starbucks, Super heroes, Oprah, Alcohol, stealing glasses, Stedman, hip hop, Gayle, Online communities (Second life, Facebook, Hi5, etc), Stedman, New York City, Urban legends and Work!
Here and there*, I feel deeply about things, political, social and the continuous bomb threats where I live***, and the struggles back in Zimbabwe!
So I write…. And I write..... But I can never just post, and contrary to popular belief*, I feel like I have something to say and have a point to bring across....
Contrary to popular belief*, there is actually a lot of fiction on my blog! I want to be able to write about something, and for it to be taken seriously. I guess I have to put THIS out there, regardless of who's fault it is, i can not write about inflation above 1 500% or something else serious and try and be nonsensical , on the same site.....
I am wondering if I should start 2 blogs? Or just keep it all on this blog????
Here is the thing, contrary to popular belief* every time you log on to see my blog, I can see it. I now know for a certain fact that not only is there more than one person reading my blog but contrary to popular belief***, there are 3!!!!!
I feel like deleting this thing, I write a lot, but only the nonsensical stuff makes it…..
I don’t want to be known as that guy…. The Ediot!
What do u think?
All three of u don’t rush to comment!!!
I want to keep this blog, but do u think I should get two blogs or just put everything on this one site?* “Contrary to Popular Belief”: That sounds good doesn’t it???? I think a headmaster of mine used to say that a lot, “contrary to popular belief”
