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- Is This Funny or Racist? Confusion Over Asiana Pilots' Names
- Eku Edewor and Uti Nwachukwu at the Fascinating Nigeria Launch
- First Photos From Matse Uwatse's Wedding
- Dear Myne - My Girlfriend Lacks Interesting Conversation
- Doing Things Alone When You're Already Coupled Up
- Do You Wear Thongs or Not?
- Short Story - A Deliverance of His Third Leg
| Is This Funny or Racist? Confusion Over Asiana Pilots' Names Posted: 13 Jul 2013 11:02 AM PDT  So there's some furore over the recent Asiana crash and the details of the pilots who were in the plane at the time of the crash. Some names came to a news channel and they confirmed it with NTSB, the agency in charge of investigating and ensuring transport safety. The names the KTVU station go were as Captain Sum Ting Wong, Wi Tu Lo, Ho Lee Fuk, and Bang Ding Ow. An anchor who works for the Fox affiliate KTVU announced the names on Friday, out loud and on-air, as is shown in the video below. Do you notice anything strange about the Asiana pilot names? What if I compare them to close English homonyns as follows; SUM TING WONG --- SOMETHING WRONG WI TU LO----------------WE TOO LOW HO LEE FUK------------HOLY FUCK BANG DING OW-------BIG BANG OUCH In a press statement, the NTSB says an intern is to blame. The National Transportation Safety Board apologizes for inaccurate and offensive names that were mistakenly confirmed as those of the pilots of Asiana flight 214, which crashed at San Francisco International Airport on July 6. Do you think the intern was trying to be funny or was a racist? |
| Eku Edewor and Uti Nwachukwu at the Fascinating Nigeria Launch Posted: 13 Jul 2013 10:06 AM PDT  Nigerian traditional outfits when designed and made well can be so attractive. Uti Nwachukwu and Eku Edewor in their modern designs make it look extra special. I love it. |
| First Photos From Matse Uwatse's Wedding Posted: 13 Jul 2013 08:12 AM PDT  Matse Uwatse shared photos of her pre-wedding holiday with fiance, Ekemelu Bertram Nnoli, last week. The couple just got married today in Lagos, and the happy bride shared this photo of her wedding look on instagram. Wishing them all the joys and fulfillment that marriage can bring. See more pictures below...   |
| Dear Myne - My Girlfriend Lacks Interesting Conversation Posted: 13 Jul 2013 09:40 AM PDT  I am a regular reader of your blog and I find a lot of your musings very interesting. I have been dating this girl for about a year now and I can say she has the ideal personality for a wife that any man would want, especially as an African. She can cook, she is hardworking, not obsessed with material things and very respectful. My parents have met her once and they like her a lot. My only problem with her is that she is not as intellectually driven as much as I am. She is not a moron but we often lack interesting conversations. I'm very versatile on a lot of topics that she is mostly not interested in. I'm not so attracted to this knowing that she has a lot of good virtues but we find it hard to just talk like friends and have an interesting topic to discuss. I fear that she will come across to me as boring once we get married because even right now I enjoy talking to a few female friends more about music, politics, science and even couple of other subjects that I might not necessarily be interested in. I have talked to her about this and she thinks I should accept her the way she is. I try to educate her on a number of subjects but she is either indifferent or does not get it. I have asked myself the same question and considered if I am being selfish for thinking I will only get what I want. My girlfriend is mostly interested in watching TV shows and reading romance novels for past times, most of which are feminine in nature and will be difficult for me to come to terms with if we have to talk about them. I tried to push her to sign up for dance classes like salsa or Zumba and probably gym membership as well which she has not done up till now. She is such an introvert and I think it's such a work trying to pull her out of her shell. I am willing to work if there's anything I am doing wrong, but I don't want to be miserable if we decide to get married. To me, it is very important to have a wife who is intellectually sound as this will be the basis for my kids mental growth and academic soar. I'm not even concerned about looks as much as I'm attracted to an intelligent, confident woman. Do you really think we can work things out or I should just move on if this is much of a big deal to me? P.S You can post this on your blog as well, I'll appreciate the comments. |
| Doing Things Alone When You're Already Coupled Up Posted: 13 Jul 2013 06:13 AM PDT  This one is for people in a relationship or married. There is the common advice to try to do things together as a couple, and I'm a big fan of that, like I pointed out in this post. However, it can also help sometimes to do your own thing even after you're hitched with the so-called ball and chain. Couples, whether married or single, are not necessarily conjoined at the hip. You're still two different people, and it is OK to have your own individual identities with the attendant likes and dislikes. One of the tips to keep the relationship fresh by this writer is to spend time apart. Sometimes, you need that small break to keep you both aware of what you have and to not take each other or your time for granted. It can as simple as calling the other person just once a day at work instead of ten times, and as little as going shopping alone for a few hours while they other person does their own thing. Sometimes, Atala and I go to the movies, and we see two different features. I like my horror, he likes his art house movies, so one time, I went to see Anthony Hopkins in The Rite and Atala went to see George Clooney in Men who stare at goats. We both got what we wanted, and we were both happy. A longer separation may involve travelling for a week or a up to a month alone or with friends, to another state, another country, etc. I've done this several times in the past, and though you may miss each other like crazy, the reunions are usually worth it. One must remember to have fun though, of what use is it to apart because you claim to want to build love, and then you're miserable? The trick of course is not to overdo it to the extent that your partner begins to question your feelings or attachment to them because you seem to be having such a time of your life that you completely neglect and forget them, or worse, fall into another relationship. As in most things, balance is key. What do you think, does one court trouble by maintaining some measure of independence of mind and/or space, or are separate identities necessary to keep both parties sane? |
| Posted: 13 Jul 2013 09:52 AM PDT  I have a confession to make, I don't wear thongs! OK, may I have worn one or two a handful of times over the past decade and more, but I've just never felt comfortable in one. I tried them on when they became the rage while I was in university and it felt so strange having the thong in my crack, like a wedgie that can never go away, so I went back to my cotton briefs. I downloaded this free book by Harlan Cohen Get "Naked" & Find the Love of Your Life: Take One Step Towards Love (While Fully Clothed & Totally Sober)  and talked about wearing thongs a lot which got me thinking, off on a tangent about whether I should try thongs again. They're supposed to be sexier, right?So I just did a little research and what I found is not so encouraging. This woman's doctor was not happy and had the following to say about the health risks of wearing thongs; "Recurrent vaginal infections are more common in thong wearers. The string part can inflame the skin, leading to thrush which is a yeast infection of the skin that thrives in warm, moist environments. Another concern is that bacteria can travel along the little string from the rectum to the vaginal area. Everyone knows that you wipe from front to back, not the other way around, so wearing thong underwear defeats that purpose. The chafing that occurs can negatively impact the whole genital area and leave the area more susceptible to infections. Bladder infections and urinary tract infections are more common in thong wearers, too." So I think I'll stick to my cottons and boy shorts with colors and patterns to spice things up. No thongs for me. We've talked about what lies beneath men's pants here, what about you. What kind of underwear lady are you? |
| Short Story - A Deliverance of His Third Leg Posted: 13 Jul 2013 01:04 AM PDT  By Tola Odejayi It was a few minutes short of midnight at the bus stop on the outskirts of town. The late night vendors sat hunched over their wares, their flickering candles and dim bulbs doing little to relieve the brooding darkness. People quickly disembarked from the slowing trickle of buses arriving, and they hurried away to the safety of their houses before the wickednesses of the night came out to stalk the town. He hung back in the shadows of a nearby street, smirking as he watched the people disappear into the darkness. Every now and then, he would peer out from the darkness, as though scanning the stop for someone. After a while, his eyes lit up. There she was, young, petite and well dressed, scurrying away like the rest of them. He emerged from the shadows and began to trail her. As he followed her at a discreet distance, he could see that she was headed for a sparsely developed part of the suburb where there were still lots of undeveloped and uncompleted buildings. He licked his lips and began to perspire with anticipation. This was good, he thought to himself as he trod silently after her. After a while, he began to lengthen his stride so that the distance between them began to shrink. As he got closer, he began to tread more heavily, deliberately advertising his presence so that soon enough, she looked round. Before she could run, he seized her and held her tight with one arm. A knife flashed in his other hand, close to her throat. "Now listen!" he whispered sharply. "Just do as I say, you hear? If you co-operate, I will let you go when I am done. But if you try any nonsense…" He brought the knife just a little bit closer in a threatening gesture. She looked at him and smiled. "Ah-ah! No need for all the drama. What is it? Is it sex that you want? Eh, just say so now so that we can get started. After all, sex is something that both men and women enjoy, not so?" He was taken aback. Where was the fear, the respect? Didn't she know that he could cause her life to leak away with one sharp slash? He tightened his grip on her, and growled in anger, "Shut up! Do you know who you are dealing with here? If you say any more nonsense, I will just kill you and dump you in a rubbish tip!" She looked at him, still smiling. "Ah, sorry o! Please don't be annoyed. See, all this week, I've been feeling 'one kind'… like I need a man to do me well well. But I can't just walk up to the first man and ask him… he will just think I'm mad. So maybe God has heard my prayers by sending you to me. When you grabbed me like that, I was thinking that it was because you were frustrated that you hadn't had sex for a while. I was thinking 'Ah, this is a man who is ready for action!' I hope I'm not wrong o!" Now he was confused. Part of him said that this was a trick, something fishy was up. Another part of him said that here was someone who was different from the other women, someone who didn't ridicule him and didn't make him feel small, someone who actually wanted him. Yet another part of him said that it was stiff and ready for action, and didn't have time for these internal debates, and could he kindly attend to the lady who was now smiling invitigly at him? "OK", he said gruffly, relaxing his grip. "Remove your skirt and pants. But I'm watching you – don't try running away!' She acquiesced, slipping quickly out of both items. Then she turned and said, "Oya, you do. Let us see your kini." He hesitated, then he unzipped his trousers and stepped out of them. She oohed at his erect penis. "Oh, wow! That is something! Wait o, I just have to suck you down there." And before he could protest, she had knelt down and he began to experience an intense, personal pleasure. He closed his eyes as he savoured the feeling. Oh, that was good. Ah, this woman really knew what she was doing. Tonight was going to be gooood. Ahhh… "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!" The intense pleasure had been abruptly truncated and replaced by a searing, excruciating pain. He howled in agony and slumped to the ground as he clamped his hands over his crotch. Shock and fear quickly took over as he discovered the the warm wetness around his mutilated genitals. A few yards away, she stood looking at him, her earlier smiles replaced with a look of utter contempt. As he looked, she spat out the remains of his penis and testicles into the dust. He stared at the mangled flesh and began to whimper. "Yeeh… I am dead… you have finished me today…" "Shut up! Useless man. You thought that I would just lie down and allow you to rape me just like that, eh?" He looked up at her again. The pain was becoming even more intense, and his mind was beginning to fog over from the loss of blood. "I… I don't know why… why I followed you tonight," he whispered. "It must have been the… the work of the devil." "Then consider today your day of deliverance, now that you are freed from the evil spirit in your penis that used to control you." He watched her turn and walk away. Then his vision began to dim, fingers of darkness reached out to draw him in, and he felt himself slipping, slipping into a black void… |
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