Recapping the road trip..


I finally went on that road trip. I packed my bags, booked my flights and went on a jaunt to America. America for me was two cities – a flying stop in Chicago and a couple of weeks spent vegetating in Houston. The America I saw was a welcome relief from the biting cold that was my home city; 17 degree temperatures were Lagos-esque when juxtaposed with the near Arctic conditions I had fled from.

Passing through immigration at O’Hare was an interesting experience. I had the misfortune of having a Latino officer check my passport. Travelling on my Nigerian passport from Heathrow, with a female as my host seemed to have set off a few bells in his head. First off he wanted to know what I did in London; and having shared that he asked if my host was my only girlfriend. Short story was he was convinced that I had multiple girlfriends, and Houston for me was one more pit stop on the FWB circuit.  O’Hare was merely the book mark for the first 13 hours of flying and waiting for connections; and hunger made its presence very keenly felt. Thankfully, my Visa card was able to acquire a coke and a chicken/bacon/something else I don’t know baguette. Both items were extra size and that was my first real shock – the large-by-default servings of junk food.

Houston was fun – warm, friends to visit, food and loads of free time to chill. Fortuitously, I was able to take a look at the Ife exhibition. The only blip was some sad news of job losses amongst my close friends.

All in all, it was a good 2 weeks, tempered only by the spectre of a return to the drudgery of work and a mild sense of loss. If I had a wish to allow myself be beguiled by America, Houston would be the perfect bait.

Web Reads… 11Feb11

  1. Personality tests go a notch up – this site offers personality tests based on your blog.
  2. Automating war? Danger room reports that one in fifty ‘combatants’ in Afghanistan is a robot.
  3. The key to snagging the dream girl appears to be acting uninterested. @JangleLegJones thinks differently, sadly I couldn’t convince her to write a 4000 word essay deconstructing the research.
  4. Tim Challies offers the chance to pre-order his new book, and get a signed copy.
  5. Apparently, even sex is a matter for IQ these days.. Sigh..
  6. There’s an app for that. Confessionals go electronic.
  7. Sleepwalking may be in the DNA after all.
  8. A kiss too far?
  9. Much ado about farting
  10. Potentially crappy valentine weekend coming up? Try these books to get you laid..

WebReads.. 04Feb2011

  1. Steve shares his learnings so far – 30 days after quitting Facebook
  2. The Christian Illuminati? Or Just a well connected crew? More questions than answers in this teaser...
  3. Large-proofing emergency services – counting the costs.
  4. The Jerusalem UFO, or a drone?
  5. Becoming invisible?
  6. Wack or what? The bloke who added his wife to a terrorist watch list to prevent her flying back home.
  7. ‘Spray-on skin’ for burn victims.
  8. This brings a whole new meaning to the storm in a tea-cup idiom. Storm in a bed sheet?
  9. Mubarak’s cronies launch a cyber counter-insurgency
  10. Mosquitoes evolved?

2008…. Again..

I suspect that the truest measure of how sensibly one has aged is how well one is able to take a long hard look at choices –  and their potential long term effects  – before acting. Time, that most elusive of customers, respects no one. From the day that we are born, our share – ladled without so much as an explanation lobbed in our direction – ineluctably runs out like sand in an hour glass. Each passing second once spent is lost, left to float in the seething morass that is  the conflation of opportunities missed, acts of omission and of omission and perhaps on the odd occasion windows of opportunity fully utilised.

It feels like 2008 again in my head… There is that feeling of restiveness – the source of which I cannot lay my finger on. A niggling feeling seemingly urging the need to ring the massive changes. The last time I felt this way, I quit my job and went back to full time studies… This time there is nothing that radical to do.. That is a wee bit worrying..

#2- The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives..

Book number two is Lola Shoneyin’s The Secret Lives of Baba Segi’s Wives. This was one of the books I’ve actually tried to buy off Amazon and failed – twice (the other one being Teju Cole’s Everyday is for the Thief). I thoroughly enjoyed this one – maybe because  Baba Segi used to be a moniker I was known by. My summary:

Shoneyin takes polygamous life – the rivalry, the struggle for the bread winner’s attention, the gumption that ensures survival – and condenses it into a compelling narrative. The genius of it all is that is completely believable.


The last few weeks here have looked and felt like life on slow play. Days blending into weeks, weeks somehow adding up to January ending. Slow-ville … Yawn..