Thursday, 29 March 2012

DAKTARI JEKYLL (guest post!!!)

Hallo loves!
 Yeah, its been too freaking long and before you bang doors and wring my neck, allow me to excuse myself one more time. " One more time" -Daft Punk.  :D But to balm your long suffering souls, I've got a guest writer in the house! Yeah, I'm awesome like that! He's totally new, so be gentle but I think his post is kick-ass! So without further ado, tri, the floor is totally yours! dum,dum,dum,dum.....

As I write this it’s been two hours since sitting down to start writing. Thanks a bunch sulpha (inside joke) you’ve wasted my Sunday afternoon.  I’ve missed talk 360,haven’t had my ritual Sunday afternoon nap, I haven’t even washed my lab coat; so this week when I’m consistently dissed for my butcher-like lab coat (it still has some blood from last week), just know who I’ll be cursing. Sorry, I’ve strayed too far, back to the point:  what to write? I’m still not too sure about where this will take us, assuming there’s someone out there, but I figure things will eventually work out. Fingers crossed.
Ahhh, okay. I’ve got something, follow me down this hole Alice let’s see where we go. I’ve been told on various occasions that I am an introvert. Well I’m not, maybe I used to be, a few years ago, but I’ve been slowly shedding that tough pupal coat and the butterfly is slowly emerging; yes, I did refer to myself as a butterfly, a gangster butterfly to be more specific. Sure my Dr. Jekyll side seems to kick in more often than Mr. Hyde but I tend to prefer it that way. Not that there’s anything wrong about being a choleric but I feel like they are misunderstood. So for the next couple of hundred words or so (or till you get bored and disappear) I’ll try highlight the trials of being Dr. Jekyll. P.S: for the slow ones google Dr Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. I would’ve have explained it but I just don’t feel like, because I’m gangster, remember? Oh, and from here on out we shall refer to the introvert/choleric as Dr. Jekyll. I think we have covered all the bases, leggo!
To make this simpler, I’ll put this in myth and fact kind of format, you know, like in those TB ina tiba ads? Okay, minus the poorly scripted dialogue and the pathetic acting. Speaking of pathetic acting, while channel surfing - it’s not really channel surfing, there like only three channels, but I repeatedly go through them to give me that ‘I have Dstv feeling’- I landed on Nation, some show called The Hostel. Here I was thinking that it couldn’t get any worse than inspector Mwala. I swear I died, reached the pearly gates, was sent back and died again. Nowadays I live for pathetic shows, other than Kevin Hart and, recently, Trevor Noah, nothing gets me laughing like that. It’s the simple things (insert smiley face) Sorry, I digress.
Ok, onwards onwards:
 Myth number 1 – Dr. Jekyll is a snob

No I’m not! Wait, sorry, no He’s not.
Fact: he or SHE (new constitution, gender equality and what not) just likes to be prepared. Dr Jekyll is like Clyde Shelton (the character from law abiding citizen). Okay, minus the killing people part and blowing up hot chicks. Daktari likes to be prepared, anticipate all possible responses, know how to guide the impending conversation, know how to kill it (the conversation) when he/she gets bored, knows what to say to keep the other party just interested enough or just bored enough ( incase Daktari wants to kill the conversation). My point is: Daktari is a sort of a “control freak” scratch that, he is not a control freak but a focused conversationalist, sounds better. If you’ve had the pleasure, coz it is a pleasure (insert smiley face), of being hit on by Daktari you sort of see what I’m saying. That experience was sort of like an interview, but an interview you didn’t mind attending. Sentence after sentence you found yourself being led in a certain direction, you tried to veer off topic but you somehow found yourself where Daktari wanted the conversation to end up, it’s like, when I move you move, just like that (Insert Ludacris voice). It’s an art. To cut the story short, Daktari is not spontaneous. He is a German engineer, meticulous planner, pays great attention to detail and the results show for themselves: Monster machines in like the SL 65 AMG series. He is not some Spanish Jorge (hohe?) whose whole life revolves around a chic who’s not even that hot, and spends his entire day crying about ‘his love’. ‘Nuh-tsing’, Dr. Jekyll is gangster! Or gangstress (is that even a word?) I realize I’ve digressed yet again. Sorry. So, anyway, doctor Jekyll is not a snob, if he just passes you by on the corridor without as much a wave or even the subtle head nod, just know he doesn’t have sufficient material to sustain a meaningful conversation. Emphasis on meaningful! Sometimes he/she might oblige and stop to indulge you but you’ll know Daktari is improvising (which he clearly isn’t good at) that conversation will go south faster than a stripper on a ‘Mheshimiwa’. Should you find yourself in such a situation (trust me you’ll know it), whereby you start discussing the blackness of your shoes, just end it. Save yourself the agony and Daktari the culture shock.


Myth Number 2: Dr Jekyll is ‘too serious’

Fact: Hehe, if only you knew. The fact that Daktari doesn’t talk much doesn’t mean he’s plotting for world peace and or domination in whichever order comes first (read Pain, Nagato Pain). He is just keeping his madness to himself. Loosen Daktari up and you will be surprised. From my experience, wait scratch that, from my research, Daktari will reveal Mr. Hyde when he’s either too excited or frustrated. Meet him after a tiring day of surgery where some nutty professor (no pun intended) has been hounding him to show him his tape measure in the middle of a teaching or chased him out to get a tie and other ish like that. Or worse still, (S) said (i) professor (you dig?) has insisted that daktari describe the embryological development of the abdomen; as in seriously?! That’s when the screws come undone and the ‘beast’ is released, daktari’s very own Sasha fierce comes out. You get to see that side of him/her, the joker, who’ll reverse roles and instead insist on asking you. “Why so serious?” but at least, unlike the movie, it won’t involve your face being cut up.  Daktari might be a joker sometimes, but never violent; Dr. Jekyll is a lover not a fighter. J - I know its high-school girlish but I couldn’t resist, sue me!

Myth #3: Dr. Jekyll is boring

Well maybe true, but (and a big one at that) boring is relative. It depends on what you perceive fun to be. For you, fun could entail getting ‘maard’ wasted on a Friday night at a club in westy, wait you are too cool to go to westy anymore since it’s been overrun by horny kids, but you catch my drift. Fun involves lots of booze, dimly lit clubs with a thick atmosphere that’s a mix of smoke and an assortment of fragrances that would make Jean Baptiste ( from Perfume – the story of a mass murderer!) murder everyone in that club, men included, just for overworking he’s already supersensitive olfactory nerves. Don’t get me wrong, Daktari also likes to have a good time, just not each and every day. He sometimes releases Mr. Hyde, albeit on a tight leash, goes out with friends enjoys a drink or two, bumps his head to the music (Dr. Jekyll is gangster, gangster’s don’t dance!), tries his luck with the slightly ataxic (utajuaje ni Daktari?) girl on the dance floor who’s had one too many but that’s just it, he does it once in a while. Just to be clear, the latter is referring only to the male version of Dr. Jekyll. Female Dr Jekyll isn’t gay, she’s Dr Jekyll! For the umpteenth time: Daktari is gangster! Gangster’s aren’t gay! Back to the main road; Dr Jekyll’s idea of an evening well spent could be snuggling up in front of the computer with a duvet and watch naruto till 6am.  Not just because she/he is an intellectual bad ass –we, I mean they, (hehe) declined the derogatory term ‘nerd’- but because Dr Jekyll is deep. Someone who loves the artistry and finesse that goes into the plot of most Japanese anime. The richness of the story and the effort put into character development and the storyline in general, plus the token big chested female characters aren’t too bad an addition (male Dr Jekyll, keep up!) Dr Jekyll understands the value of solitude, the peace it brings to a troubled mind. Ps, someone at ‘the hostel’ should watch anime and see how to develop a plot, just a thought.


Anyway, I could go on and on debunking myths about Dr Jekyll, but I’m tired. It’s almost pumpkin time and I’m all out of glass slippers. In any case my feet are too big plus I need to get back to reality; that I’m a 3rd year medical student, which means I’ve got tones of work to read and seeing as I’ve spent a good part of my ‘intended’ reading time on this thing it’s only fair I recover the time ‘while you were sleeping’ (I think that’s the title of that movie). 
You still wonder about that certain Dr. Jekyll you see daily? I’ll leave you with this:
The setting is 19th century Europe, on a cold night in London. The maniacal actions of a German terrorist (why are the bad guys always Germans?) with a penchant for anarchy and world domination forces the unlikely assembly of a league of extra-ordinary individuals in an underground hall. Their meeting is interrupted by the enemy’s minions who set upon them with unrelenting gunfire. One of them sneaks up on an unsuspecting Dorian gray and let’s off a round in that mother #shut your mouth# (I was born in the era of GTA) but to his surprise Mr. Gray just looks on unscathed. He takes out his sword and slits the guy’s throat and just before the guy dies he asks Mr. Gray “What are you?” to which Mr. Gray smoothly replies:”I’m complicated”

Monday, 5 March 2012

Of Gentlemen and Independent Women

nipate baby kwenye bar,
uliza shorty what you're drinking,
you know you're rolling with a gentleman,
nauliza utapewa nini.

You know it amazes me that these days a gentleman is perceived asthe one who buys you drinks in the bar. Seriously? Tumefika hiyo stage? C'mon people, we all know that when a guy buys you a drink in the bar, he obviously wants something from you. The end goal is always to get you into his bed with your legs hoisted up in the air and by no means touching each other ;D .The only difference is the time frame. There's the guy who wants you TONIGHT! You know, chips-funga, or sausage-funga whichever way you look at it. Then there's the guy whose planning for the long haul, ultimate seducer. Oh, he wants you in his bed alright but he wants it to be available for a long time, whether relationship wise or not (preferably not) or whether its just you or a couple more girls in his phonebook. Be wary of this one because once he has you, its gonna take enough dramas, fights, wet pillow sessions, steamy sessions, burn-outs, chocolate binges and friends-up-in-arms before you get over him. All because he bought you that drink... 

I'm not against being bought for drinks, hey its your/your parents hard-earned money and you're an adult. What you do with it is your business. However, I still feel a smidge of pity for some dudes. That rush to the ATM before you hit the streets, the bevy of beautiful girls you buy drinks for, the cries your wallet keeps making and then you don't even get lucky at the end of the night, damn! Doubt if  I'd allow myself to go through all that.

Poor wallet!
Of  late, after few hard-learned lessons and dude empathy, I'm against that whole being bought for a drink. When dudettes go out, they know their objectives: 1.drink 2.dance 3.flirt 4.not spend a dime 5. get laid 6.all of the above If a chick doesn't want to spend, believe me the minute you approach her, she'll be very receptive, regardless of whether anything's going down or not.(Remember, a chick knows whether she'll sleep with you within the first 10 minutes of meeting you). You become her moving ATM for the night, and the drinks will be flowing on your tab. I don't know whether that's being a gentleman or a dufus. 

Picture this: Venue: Club Time: 2 in the a.m (Whad up! whad up!) Me at the bar, busy looking at the drink list making  a decision and just as you're about to order, Dude A saunters up, " Hi, let me buy you that drink," WHAT TO DO? Diana of old---> Smile, "why, thank you " and move aside, let the gentleman take care of the bill. Diana of now----> Smile,"no, thank you" and proceed to buy my drink in peace. Why would DeeDee be so dumb as to refuse drinks? For heaven sake, you could have saved a few hundreds! Yeah I would have, but I'd rather spend all my money than lose my peace of mind. I know that once I agree to be bought for a drink by the said gentleman, I will be hounded all over the club by this guy like I owe him something or worse, he'll just keep buying drinks till he carries me home with least resistance, caveman style, the modern version.
See!
Of course some men use that drink thing as a way to break the ice. You know what I'm talking about. Ye old " Excuse me maam, the gentleman from that table would like to buy your next drink" Sounds so smooth. Point to note: Always get the waiter to do the donkey work for you. If she accepts, permission to go to her table granted, but you add a little bit of mystery if you don't.If she thinks you're attractive, she'll come to you, trust me. If she declines, well... I don't know, chalk it up as  fail or go to her table and demand to know why.... that scene will be priceless, ignore my last advice, my sadistic nature cropped up.