rants of an IT fly girl

T'Challa our king has passed on the sound of the drums have ceased T"Challa our king has passed on his glow now is dim T'Challa the gentle king has closed his eyes to open no more T'Challa the king with purpose  has now moved on to feel pain no more Now we say, our king is home! You will never get old Rest on Chadwick Boseman Thanking you for sharing a part of you with us! The Young, Gifted and Black I pray your family is comforted in this time PS: It's my Grandma's birthday, today she would have been 91😘

My post is going to be all over the place. I have thought through how to ensure it makes sense but I have drawn so many blanks. Blanks that wasn't what Ahmaud Arbery got while he was jogging on the day his body was shot. His life cut short. After being killed, his assilants claim they were after a burglar and he fit the description. The best thing they could do was to shoot to death this young man, so that his side of the story would forever be silenced. What a calamity! I read an article on CNN saying some 'truth' will exonerate the assailants. These assailants who cannot undo the killing, they cannot bring back the boy.   Is life not precious any longer? or maybe the lives of people who look like me can't actually be termed precious. It isn't worth a pinch of salt maybe. It is ok to shoot, take a life especially the life of the person of African descent... I simply don't get it. Many people don't get it. Why is there so much hatred? What is t...

Many people seem to be taking things one day at a time, so many apps saving the days. There are a thousand and one ways to zoom that meeting. Fitness challenges are literally off the floor. Fridge and Freezer doors are getting more familiarity than deserved. Screen time and video streaming are a record who knows what. House parties and DJs working up their muscles. Applauding health workers and defining essential services are a new norm. Supermarkets are the exciting places to go and also the places to avoid. Loungewear has continued to stay on best clothing list. and creativity... those juices just keep flowing. Say a prayer... for those who have lost loved ones for those working tirelessly for those who need miracles for each nation facing the unknown for everyone Ps: I am reading, all those fitness challenges are not my thing. What are you reading?

It's been way too long! I have procrastinated. My procrastination procrastinated, then that one procrastinated, then... You get the point tho! I have literally missed a whole year's post, I didn't even type my traditional birthday post, Christmas post or new year's. I haven't been so busy to be honest, in addition to the many other reasons why I have been MIA here I am just not pleased with blogger and google. That is story for another time and season! Today's tale is one of 2 other brands - Fossil and Swatch. After 20+ odd years wearing Swatch time pieces, I finally laid the straps to rest and moved on. I may never be looking back. The happiness took a downward spiral when I got my last watch, a couple of years ago. It's been real Swatch, like many things in this world some relationships have to end. I was prepared to be loyal till the grave but times changed, Fossil happened and may I say the last couple of weeks have been a really honeymoon. ...

It has been a long time blogsphere, a really long time and so many things have happened in this time. But October 1 has me out of my shell. I always find the day one for required pondering... the day Nigeria got her independence from her colonial masters because some heroes past laboured. I have gotten to the point where I am very convinced that on the 1st of October, Nigerians in the diaspora are the loudest wishing others " happy Independence Day " Thinking about today's Nigeria how do we speak about this labour? Did they labour for unfair treatment of citizens by those who took oaths to protect them? or did they labour for theft of public funds? or did they labour for citizens to be oppressed and bullied off the neglected roads by sirens and loud noises... the list goes on After the 1st independence day declaration and celebration was there a follow-up mail and a follow-up mail and a follow-up mail? Would things have been different if people held each other acc...

This morning, I got one of the calls I had been dreading since I moved here. The call that tells me my grand-aunt isn't here on this earth with us any longer. I can't actually say I am numb, but I can't say I don't feel anything. Hence, currently I am just existing. We spoke last on Christmas day, I procrastinated, we didn't speak since then. Bus 607 was a real deal. I have floaters in right eye, I wish they will go away. I don't know if being a texture artist is currently my right fit, but still I am pushing. I was rooting for Sugar Ray to win MVP of the celebrity game, if I placed a bet I would have lost money. I still don't get why D.Wade is retiring. I watched the superbowl game, I think I find the no-skills flaunting sport a tad dry. All these offense-defense talk I also find to be ear-sores. I probably just need to understand the game better, I am biased. When I was 11 or 12, I had a tshirt with the Tasmanian devil sporting a sign '...