Mothers: Guardians praying against all bad dreams

My pilot complained for almost two hours but Air Traffic Control just did not understand the need for me to get back to Lagos ASAP. I had promised madam we will be together today. I maintained my characteristic cool, calm and collected posture.

I would not have come, but the plea by my constituency that the next 2 years will be shaped in Minna was too strong for me to ignore. I know I do not belong, but best to play along.

The log-jam from hilltop was unbearable, and now we stood at lock-down at the Minna airport waiting for “Vice Presidential movement”, or is it “Coordinator Movement”. I just cannot understand what brought me to the town in the first instance. is it by force?

Ever since the gap-tooth genius responded to my “Happy Birthday” message some 25 years ago, we have maintained a decent level of cordiality. I remember when the bride was born, I was already an Aluta member in Unilorin. Is this the trip you can call “a bridge too far?”

Just as I reached to pick up the mobile phone again, I felt my left ear revv up at a high decibel level, just like the left jet of the plane.

It is not the jet …. It is my wife whispering … “Happy Mothers’ day.

It is one of those real bad dreams! I am now fully awake!!

Happy Mothers day to you great women out there. May all your good dreams and those of your children never be cut short in Jesus Name. Amen.

Ten easy steps to becoming a politician in Ibadan

The following guide was issued by Ayodele Olofintuade and posted on her blog  http://totallyhawaya-haywire.blogspot.com/2009/02/t.html I reserve my comments on its accuracy or otherwise!!
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I know a lot of us out there are planning to become politicians. In order to make your life easier the following steps should be should be followed carefully, especially if you are from Ibadan (sections are applicable to other PinDiPin states)
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Men only lie for the common good

“One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river.

When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, “Why are you crying?” The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living. The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe. “Is this your axe?” the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, “No.” The Lord again went down and came up with a silver Axe. “Is this your axe?” the Lord asked. Again, the woodcutter replied, “No.” The Lord went down again and came up with an iron Axe. “Is this your axe?” the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, “Yes.”

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My 14 February 2012 Valentine Exploits

So … its another 14th of February and Cupid is going in search of more hearts to tend. The ritual has been on for many years, and some even have the odacity to attribute it to some Godly monk or priest called valentine. Not wanting to be left behind, I decided to take a big bold step and ask Chisom, the smiling lady at my friendly bank out for dinner today, in celebration of the age-long tradition.

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