Life!
The sun shines brighter on those with a sense of humor.
The moon glows upon those who love to laugh.
Life!
The sun shines brighter on those with a sense of humor.
The moon glows upon those who love to laugh.
The Total Agony of Being in Love
A few days back, my facebook status read: Dear God, please help me. I want to be funny, but the only jokes I can come up with have either sex …
The Liebster Blog Awards
Sometime towards the end of last year, Matt Ewens nominated my blog for the Liebster Blog Awards. Yay! It humbled me, for this guy, Matt, who I hardly know, but …
The Fun of Dating in Nepal pt 2
She got married so I guess it’s okay for me to write about this, though I’ll still not say her real name. I saw a status update on facebook, and …
My Favourite Peter Sellers Comedies
Last night, I watched The Party. It put PeterSellers at the top of the list of my favourite comic actors. He makes me laugh with the least effort. I used …
Love Made Me Run Mad
The other day, I was looking through my archived videos of Nepal, trying to decide what to delete to create space in my backup hard drive. I found this interview …
Quick recipes for a love-hunting bachelor
food will bring love to your heart They say that the way into a man’s heart is through his stomach, and that the best way to get into a woman’s …
The Great African Love Bus
Welcome to He Says, She Says Sundays! A battle of the sexes. Two different opinions on a jointly enjoyed experience! Have fun reading them both! He says: The …
An African thief finds a wife
This story is fictional, inspired by this photo of the love of my life. In spite of the thermal underwear, the cold dug into his bones and froze …
The Troubled Children of Uganda
To continue the story of the pregnant girl and the monster teacher (read it here), I agreed to be her father. She wanted to make money out of a man …
Pregnant Girl and the Beastly Teacher
Shortly after Christmas, I became a father – or rather, I nearly became one. I do not know how to put it exactly. I did not know I was old enough to be a teenage girl’s father. She must be sixteen, or maybe fourteen. I could not really tell. I had never met her before.
Who Will Tell this Tale?
A few years back, I used to have a certain kind of anger against foreigners who came to Uganda (and by extension other ‘poor’ countries) to make films. “Who gives …
Of Dreams and Nightmares
This post is an example of why some people should not be allowed to write blogs without supervision….. Photo pirated from facebook, don’t know who to credit So I’m sitting …