Monday, April 26, 2010

5 random thoughts about Wanlov, the Kubolor…

I was at a bazaar on Saturday with a friend. I saw this ‘obroni-ish’ dreadlocked man standing there barefooted. I surreptitiously scanned the whole area to see if I could see a pair of sandals (flip flops or afro moses, anyone) lying around. Nothing. Then my friend remarked, “Oh, that’s Wanlov.” I found out 5 interesting things about him that have occupied all my “floating thoughts” all weekend long…

Would he walk to town everyday if he lived at Prampram, Kasoa or Oyibi and not Arirport (or is it Dzorwulu)?

Does he walk on the (mirage inducing) scalding sidewalks at midday barefooted too?

What if his loincloth hooks on a nail and snags? Would we see a (maybe toned) pale behind?

Does he not feel too much air passing around his… um…private regions when he walks around without briefs?

Are his T shirts made in Ghana too?

I wonder…

Friday, April 23, 2010

Dawn Music

I stirred to these today…

Beep beep beep. The alarm.

Whoo whoo whoo. The whirring fan.

Tick tock, tick tock. The clock.

Vroooom. A lone car.

Kokrooko (Cock-a-doodle-doo, if you will). A rooster.

Tweet tweet, tweet tweet. An early bird.

Swish swish swish. The neighbours broom.

Kokrooko. A(nother?) rooster.

Tweet tweet tweet. More early birds?

…beautiful dawn music!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Tailgater Terror

Why do you follow me so closely?

Do you want to smell my nether regions?

Or maybe even kiss it?

Why do you shine your big glaring lights so brightly?

Do you want me to blind you with my mirrors?

Or maybe even cause you a seizure?

Get the hell away from my bumper, you idiot!

Monday, April 19, 2010



Edgy, Impatient

Shifting, Twitching, Fidgeting

Who isn’t restless?