The other day, I wrote about a guy who lost his shoes. That guy is me. You people who sent me messages asking, I hereby confess. They were black, leather, Chelsea boots. A pair of…
read moreHere is a situation: your man comes home and tells you that he has lost his shoes. You look down and you find that what he says is true. Then you lift your eyes slowly…
read moreI get off on many things in life. Except math. Math is frustrating. Math is like trying to untangle tangled up earphone cables in a hurry – you only make it worse by trying harder.…
read moreMike Sonko is living the dreams of some of us. I mean it. See what you sit down and imagine you will own when you grow up, well, Sonko already owns it. During the weekend,…
read moreIf you are among those people who say that money is not equal to happiness, please move on to my other posts because I am just about to seriously offend you. I got myself into…
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