- I cannot do that “One minute’s silence thing”. The more serious the occasion, the more the unreasonable urge to burst into laughter strengthens. For example, on the sad day our Vice President passed away I was at a golf club with a large number of government bigwigs in attendance. I think it was Amos Kimunya who just before the open bar commenced asked us all to stand and observe a minute’s silence for our departed leader. And like Pavlov’s dog the intense urge to burst into laughter arose powerfully. I fought. And fought. My face contorted. Teas rolled down my cheeks. My shoulders shook. I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep the laughter in. But I could not win. Mercifully I was standing near an exit and I fled precipitously outside where I finally broke down.
- People who don’t know me tend to underestimate me. This is something I go out of my way to actively encourage.
- Some people are left handed, some are ambidextrous, others are right handed. Me? I’m the far right. In fact I am strongly right handed. The only thing my left hand does is help with the typing and to wash my right hand.
- I once considered being a priest. Very seriously.
- I take great pride in my inbuilt, 99.99% accurate bullshit detector. Within minutes of listening/reading I know at once whether to keep listening or classify as bullshit. This has enabled me to survive personally and professionally.
- I have gotten multitasking down to a T. I generally read several books at once (Right now I’m reading 4: PG Wodehouse Heart Of A Goof, Plato’s Republic, Stephen King’s The Shining and for the zillionth time, Herge’s Tintin & The Picaros. My PC in chez M has two monitors, and I can work like a demon on two open applications simultaneously. I am looking for a way to add a third monitor.
- I’m very good at what I do. Really. So good I’ve been given special recognition. And as I write this I am the only Kenyan with such.
- Bonus: By the end of this year I will have learnt to read and write Latin.
PIC OF THE DAY
Snow – Informer