Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Who is afraid of Skinny Jeans and Bloggers known as #Kiah...and The 14 for 14 Challenge: The T.Notes' Blog Sniffer alerts

 
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  1. For the life of me, I will never understand the absurdity known as male skinny jeans. It's just not right. I went shopping over the weekend, and huffed and puffed in a tiny changing room, in a bit to test on a fresh pair of #skinnies. I fell over twice in the process, bruised my elbow, banged my knee-cap and concluded that the gods of fashion have truly gone mad. I remember my sister going through this same ordeal during every jeans affair. I could possibly justify the female's skinny jeans argument, since even I was quite impressed at the outcome of my own backside all neatly bubbled up and packaged up for the perfect #selfie. But i will never understand why a man should have to spend any more than five effortless seconds putting on a pair of jeans, only to realize that you cannot zip it all the way up without causing collateral damage to certain crucial body parts. I therefore put it to you, that this business of male skinny jeans is just wrong on every level. #BootCutForLife. #PowerToTheResistance.
  2. Kiah and I get along like Immigration Police and an illegal immigrant. Attempting to put a figure on the number of disagreements i have had with Kiah would be a fine exercise in futility. I have concluded that we might just be a little too like-minded and equally egoistic to peacebly exist the same air-space for five seconds without falling-out. Infact, this is what a typical T.Notes/Kiah Interraction looks like: Hey you!#abuse#abuse#Lol!#abuse#Lol!#Loooool!#abuse#Lol!!!#abuse#Rotfwl!!!#abuse#Ehennn, so what's up?#.
  3. I have chosen to review Kiah's blog (as my April review for the 14-for-14 challenge), since she has recently kicked off a new website. Hence, technically she counts as a newbie, despite being on here since 19-gogoro. I'll keep it short, since most people are familiar with the blogger known as Kiah, and would agree that she writes a reasonaly dang good story. Bear in mind that she remains my humbled protege, and Kiah's art remains guided by a certain more experienced writer & blogger.
  4. I would dare say that Kiah is a writer in the true sense of the word, by her ability to spin diverse stories quickly and effortlessly. I would often peruse every new blog entry on her page and wonder at how quickly a new story appears frequently, yet maintaining the same style that is characteristic of Kiah's scripts. So, if you do know Kiah, or are being newly acquainted by virtue of this quick note, stop by her new page here and drop a friendly hello, because in reality, Kiah is just a softie at heart.

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Intro: The 14-for-14 challange by Janyl. (Click here to familiarize yourelf with the '14 for 14 challenge'). I recently accepted this challenge to go on a quest searching for brand new blogs...with the bull-headed conviction that all creativty is not lost within the nigeria-blogsphere. And also desperate to prove that, contrary to recently popular opinion, not all of the new blog pages are uninteresting (to put it mildly). This is my fifth post into that journey.

Monday, April 14, 2014

So that's how we started something...


I was lazily skimming through blogs today, instead of dutifully replying comments...
And I happened on some conversations and comments that are now five, six year old on some blogs...

For a second, the reality of how we have grown through these years dawned on me.
How some of us have unconsciously been a part of each other's journeys...

Five, six, seven years down the line...
From one post to the next, unintentionally wading along through life together...
Shared frustrations, excitements, pains...celebrations...

*The strength in short words, brief comments, epistled replies, the banter and the 'off cursors-check-ups...*
It's funny how life has happened...and still happens here in this unofficial and uncoordinated space, without anybody realizing...

For a second,  it dawned on me how maybe we started something here...

That whilst some moaned about 'good ole days gone',
We were creating our own generation of 'good times'.
This unintentional generation of 'now greying newbies'...
Conceived somewhere in between when moldy veterans dropped off,
and those who picked up cursors from those 2009'ish blogging years.

A right blend of that old time quirk, infused with that kick of youth..
Into fine personal-type blogging.

I like it.
I like that I'm a part of that new generation,  with a quickly blossoming history...
I like that I know a bunch of these folks by name, handle, and by the unpretentiousness in-between those five, six, seven years of shared existences.

I don't want to list names,  because I will obviously miss out on a few,
So yeah, if we ever shared any conversation or comment that is now five years old...
It's been real folks...
and i think it's worth being proud of.

I find it amusing when I visit a blog and find my comments and conversations from six years ago...
I doubt there is any such beauty in 'ghosting'.

This is a random and meaningless post... but yeah...I should be getting back to those comments...alas sleep beckons....