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Happy New Year!!!!!!!! As you read this post – well, depends on when you read it – I am Downtown Baltimore with Igwe watching the fireworks, just like we did last year. I’m already thinking about how I will usher in 2014. Do you have New Year resolutions? I don’t. I stopped doing those a long time ago, but I have never stopped being hopeful or making plans. And these are some of my plans for 2013. I have more {Read More}
Something frightening happened to me on Friday night (yes, I mean last week). I had a nightmare. I know you must be curious about the correlation between this nightmare and the Blackberry Bold 9900. Keep reading. By the end of the story, you too, will agree with me. I dreamt about Mercy Johnson. Before you hiss, let me just say that it is an absolute coincidence that I’m blogging about Mercy Johnson in what seems like a back to back {Read More}
I dreamt about Wizkid. It was one heck of a dream. First of all, I should say that lately, I have been dreaming every single time I sleep. No, not about Wizkid. I only dreamt about Wizkid once. So about the dream: there I was, looking through several goody-type bags filled with notebooks, pencils, pens, and crayons. It was when I saw the crayons that I freaked out. STOP. Hold that thought. Let me give you a little background information.
You know you want to live in New York, New York. You know you want to work at New York Times. You can’t wait to get on the subways and trains. You’re heard a lot about McDonald’s and Burger King, and you’re salivating to eat them. You’ve set up your domiciliary accounts in Nigeria where you’ll be sending all your dollars – by the thousands, maybe millions. You’ve picked a plot of land to buy, and once you send your first batch {Read More}
