So this was what all the fuss was all about. Just kidding.....after much coaxing Sylvie finally let go and little Muthoni was born on Wednesday @ 8:10 am (that was the same morning I saw a Jamaa run into a electric pole for no apparent reason, Xcel Energy was pissed but that is another storo for another day.) She is truly the cutest thing on Earth and has been very well behaved, hardly ever crying except when getting her diaper changed.

Congratulations to Sylvie & Dennis (especially Sylvie after watching that footage) on the birth of their beautiful baby girl.

By the time you read this Sylvie will probably popped "baby kinuthia" (the reason behind the baby kinuthia is due to the fact the proud parents did not want to know the sex of the child and as such we have been forced to come up the PC friendly names). Anyway 12.09.05 was the due date so anytime now I will be an uncle...oh yeah those two above will be parents.....we are waiting Sylvie...

Okay 1st and foremost I have known Kem (and if you don't know what her full name is and you are posting shit you need to be the very first one to stfu and by stfu I mean shut the fuck up) for a quite a few years now & when I see people saying very ignorant shit about her on THIS web site you are crossing some lines you should not be crossing.

Kem is in my humble opinion a great person inside and out. If you have only observed her at the club you a missing out on a very rich experience. She is not only fun, smart but she is sexy and does this and remains grounded. If you really talked to her you would find this out first hand. Look I have been very open to y'all for a long time and I ain't Bullshiting about this, Kem is very cool, period.

Frankly I am getting really frustrated at some of you trying to use this site as a forum for your obvious sexual frustrations...and I can sniff you out both male and female.

Here are some simple observations, not necessarily relating to Kem

• Men are dogs, really, they are fucking dogs deal with it.
• if you are a chick and lost your jamaa to another chile, yes get angry but be smart. You have to understand that it takes two, if he was a willing participant then guess what, that was your problem in the first place. No matter what the girl did (except in some pure states of inebriation) its was his choice to enter the other relationship. Focus that energy on the person who deserves it most
• If you are a jamaa & approached Kem & she rejected you outright, you must have come with some really weak ass shit. Kem is not a snob, when I say she is down to Earth I mean it, she will listen to you, but if you come with some whack ass ish then the fault lies on you. Step up your game (and that does not only mean clothing fool, the mental too)
• If you are feeling threatened by some other girls dress, that is an easy fix...go home and pleasure your man (WTF did you think I was going to say). Again if you are having some attention deficit problems with your man, the blame lies with you, what have you not done lately, or not done (play with his nuts each night or something, men are dogs but they are simple)
• As a MAN they tell you never to blow you own horn, and the horn is simply another phallic symbol, so what they are telling you don't blow you own dick. When you say "I did this with her, I did that with her",that is freaking primary school, does you Mom know you are online?
• If you are a thorn then what am I supposed to do? Really?
• If you are out of your league, you have heard the song.."stick to the rivers and lakes you are used to"
• last and not least.. grow the fuck up, some of you fools are being really juvenile. Here is the trick for men, go to the web and jerk off. As for the ladies I have heard great thing about the Rabbit & the lesser known Silver Bullet. (by the way those are both links, so ladies check them out)

What really upsets me is that this is MY site and Kem is getting more attention than I am....yes I am going to act a full diva. The bottom line is simple, stop that shit otherwise I will be forced to take some rather medieval measures. I mean I love it when people express themselves.. .truthfully and honestly. Like when I say Mr. Nice is a fag...shit I honestly mean that.

Kem is cool with me.. .mature, smart and fun and if you did not know now you do!

My sister came across this particular gem when she was in Kenya during the summer. I then swiped it from my brothers house (I promise I will give it back) We had a rather long debate with my friends and family as to who is who. My brother, Sally and I think that I am the one at the far back, while my sister, Terry and Sylvie think the opposite.. Kenny just gave up and I honestly cannot tell you with 100% certainty who is who. I do remember the time this picture was taken several years back, my father was taking us to Disney Land or World (whichever is in L. A.) good times, I remember getting a picture with Tigger (of Winnie the Pooh fame) or yeah they had the A-Team van, well not the actual van, it was a blow up version but looked real and then you could have a picture taken while lifting it (and yes we did our picture taken lifting the A-Team Van)......yeah good times.

So I was sitting back sipping on some rather tasty Vodka (yes I know I swear by Rum but during the week you need to forget your work days rather quickly....thus Vodka) and I was listening to some rather interesting lounge music (if you don't know what that is don't worry, it's music that combined with Vodka or any other spirit it makes you believe that you are at the club when you are actually at home in your undies) and yes I am in my undies when I am writing this, FTL (Fruit of The Loom, Hanes are for the weekend...god I tell yall too much) and rather form fitting I might add. So anyway back from my alcohol induced mumbling's I stumbled across a rather interesting picture, now I know I did not take this since I am the individual taking a pisser by the garbage can, but someone did capture the moment. ..intoxication mixed with urination...pure perfection. Again from now to then end I will be unleashing rather tasty bits of my/our Summer.