Thank you all!

For reasons entirely unclear, I have always enjoyed parties in the bush. May be coz I get to pee anywhere without the hussle of qing. 

It’s also possible that when u chat up a girl, things can easily be sorted out there and then without any fear of climbing steps and her refusing along the way…hee! hee! 

Last night, while at Inkwazi Country Club, I had a vision; that all people shd quit organised religion, organised pubs, organised restaurants and organised women and try out the opposite. Go have a party at Inkwazi…Very rewarding!

It was the AUPSA (Association of Ugandan Professionals in South Africa/ organised migrant labourers) hand-over of an empty bank account. 

The new committee chaired by Mr. Allen Muton (proprietor of Inkwazi) was taking over from the old committee were I was partially responsible for PR but did extremely nothing coz I didn’t have a clue on what my job entailed. 

And in strange twist of fate, I was re-elected in the same position proving that however stupid George Bush was, people still loved him and re-erected him. So it’s up to u to pick who’s stupider…

We drove on sm anorexic road till we reached the boma. There was a borne fire and a braai stand. Everyone converged by the burning logs with scenes reminiscing Survivor
Al Kebab.

We danced K’naan, ate meat, paid our respects to all those victims of the bombings in Kampala, drank alcoco (hee!) and peed in our pants. Some guy also tried to steal a red- hot burning log coz he wanted to light a cigarette but dint want to walk back to the boma…hee! hee! …evidence that anything is possible.

Guys cracked so many jokes that at one point sm guy tore his left mouth due to extreme laughter. What a joke…hee! hee!

So good was the atmosphere that I want to thank the following: 

Jenny Ntabgoba, the high-voltage smiler, Irene and the 3 cute girls who survived me, but shd be pursued seriously by any serious dancer, Cirrus the cloud guy who reminds me so much of Larry Dramdri, 

David Rwamutemba, Musa Waiswa, George Kanyonza. Peter Mugisha and wifey less by Kagaju, Yvonne Musanase looking healthier than the rest, Stella Ogema spotting a bigger reason to live than a few good women, Ivan Semwanga…

Rachel and Edward Mukwaya who must be at the car washing bay at the time of writing, perils of “snow-white shoes” on a dusty road (nice new ride, Mr.), Frank and his Potassium Permanganate colleague who live for nothing but life in Limpopo, hee! hee!

Mr., James Oketch, Kato Ronald beaming with his Beyonce, Charles Mugerwa fresh from Europe, and your UN attaché, Irene Namugaya, Twino, Stella Nambalirwa the new admin secs for AUPSA, Dave Iraka and his beau, Bale Kirwana who kept looking at the moon to see whether its curfew time… 

Dr. Kaggwa Martin who did a sterling job in firing up the cold fire and braaing, Rhona Himbisa, Mr. John Mpungu, 

And a lot so many other friends whose names I keep forgetting for no apparent rzn except forgetting…

Thank you all for cumin. Keep cumin till rivers run dry.

Yours truly, 
Kasirye Hannington.