from -100 to -50; lefitesha tebaberun!

I am trying to make up my mind about brands of deodorant – Old Spice and Rexona – and two friends walk into the shop. In an unprecedented act of I don’t know what, I ask them to choose for me (surprised, later I will turn to myself and be like “what?!”). The shopkeeper insists that they should not be given the honors because the particular products were designed for men. I clarify matters by saying that men wear deodorants in order to attract women and egg my judges on to choose the scent that they would find hot on a guy. One of the ladies prevails over her friend and a decision is reached: Old Spice is less strong and hence manlier. By now the shopkeeper has taken my cause and asks what if my girlfriend doesn’t like the product. I know that is my cue. I should say (and I so much want to say) something to the effect of “I am single, well nigh 30 and dying for a fuck or two”. But apparently, my new found intrepidity around women has a half-life of one minute and my tongue (the rascal!) is soon up to its usual shenanigans of looking for a hiding place in my oral cavity, making u turns and shit.  One of them says something to the effect of “Of course she is going to like it”; and that is the end. So much for stepping my pimp game up!

Would somebody please read the following written on my face?!

(Tsotawi) fitesha being the substitute for choms

People, make no mistake about it! There still is a place in the deepest recesses of my mind, dedicated to thoughts other than fitesha. For instance, gloating aside, 38.9% of my students scored As, a 27.5% increase over last year. Yet, I still have got a lot to improve upon. Most of the feedback I got from the kids has to do with how good and exemplary a person I was. Well, exemplary my ass! They obviously have not seen all them porn sites on my search history. What I really need is someone or something to reassure me that I have upgraded my teaching skills by at least 27.5%.

Note to self: Being abstruse in your blog posts may be ok; but lectures and lecture notes are another story. ALL CREDIT TO THE KIDS. This goes out to them:

So, a new batch and the challenge continues. Maybe that is one of the great things about being a teacher – the pressure to come up with new ways of doing things. I hate that I am not perfect but I would not have it any other way.

Check out an Old Spice commercial.


Visual effects on a coin

I started playing with the Ethiopian 50 cent this week. I was toying with the idea of using it as a basis for a logo. It didn’t work out but I ended up having fun with various effects I found at LunaPic.

Original images

Charcoal effect

3D effect

Fire effect

3D with Lightening effect

3D with Fire with Lightening effect

Pencil Sketch effect

Lens Flare effect

Implode effect

Emboss effect

Christmas Bulb effect

Resisting Power, Saudi…..part 1


Do we take our freedom for granted?  My answer: YEAH! a big YEAH. I donot know why it is so hard for us to realize that we are lucky to have our health, and our freedom but we sure do realize it when we see others that donot have our health or our freedom.

Life becomes meaningful when we are free to do what we want; freedom allows us to reach our fullest potential or atleast it allows those who realize what freedom means to reach their fullest potential. And even if we donot reach our full potential, freedom gives us hope, it lets us be optimistic about what we can acomplish. Hope is born because of freedom.

Freedom  allows us to express our feelings for example,  voluntering information like  a couple of amazing NBA players crying in the locker room, and coming back the next day after volunteering the info to say that  the media blew it out of proportion. What a way to do damage control,  seriously Erik Speolstra?  I know you are a very young coach, but you volunteerd the information dude. The media like Mike from ” Mike and MIKE” said, is wrong 9 out of 10 times but this time they were right. But to be honest SO WHAT,… NBA players crying,  means they care. Deal with it and move on already. ( we will get back to the MIAMI HEAT and their somewhat disorganized game finishing styles. I donot like Lebron James, but I like Wade.. they just have to figure out how to modify their game….plus I am a Lakers Fan… KOBE rocks so who cares about Miami Heat;  hopefully Lakers win tonight…. WOW what goes on in my head, flight of ideas…..I got to stop….this is a story for another time)

 SATURDAY: It was one of those days whenI plan to do something and it doesnot happen. I got off work and decided to do some grocery shoping which went well  untill my car decided not to start. I call the guy who fixes my car (BINIAM) and he tells me that I need to have the starter changed but untill then I will have to have someone knocking on  the starter when I start the Engine. I was lucky that Miti was able to come and help me start my car. After that I drove home and after some studying I opened the TV to rest my brain.

MTV was showing this documentary, Resisting POwer; SAUDI ARABIA. It is a documentary about young men resisting the imposed rules of the country. One of the guys met this girl on facebook. Her face isnot shown on all of her pictures, so he has no idea what she looks like; they like eachother, they have a lot in common, they talk on the phone, but he couldnot meet her face to face. He stands outside a mall where she is at but the guard wouldnot let him in since it is a family mall and he needs to be with a family. In the documentary the guy continues to tour the city and shows the Mcdonalds in that country, it is intersting in that every section is covered with curtains and it is separated so that boys and girls wouldnot meet. He says, he loves his family, he loves his country, he loves his religion but the idea that he is going to marry a person that he doesnot know doesnot sit well with him and that is what he is trying to change.

The second one is a girl, she is trying to change the black Abbayas  ( the black colored overall muslim women put on top of their cloths) imposed by the leaders on women. She believes Abbayas should be made in different colors, she wears colorful ones herself, everyone looks at her as if she has lost her mind. Her plan to start colorfull Abbaya clothing line; she goes our to shops looking for colorfull fabrics and one of the shop owners actually came out and said… a descent girl will only wear a black Abbaya… so I will not sell the colorful fabrics to you if you are going to have them made into Abbayas. She leaves the shop but states that the shopkeeper just insulted her by saying that she isnot descent enough.

betsom hatiyat atisru new yetebalew enji…

legends triple play

smokin’ oromiña

and, adwa!

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